Political Logjam Poems

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Political Animals

Political Animals short poem

the hoof is on the other neck the herd keeps worrying about thinning itself bulls and bellwethers abound the dogs have been put to sleep careless owners having lost their ownership their bones are scattered across a shallow pan of

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The Strange Bedfellows

The Strange Bedfellows long poem

I mused at the turn of event at the scene The landscape is replicate with the shapes and color not in harmony with what nature would have loved to create given his craftsmanship This was a human configuration to give

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Just A Question

Just A Question short poem

Can you imagine, six bunnies sitting in a row all tapping one toe. Six birds in branches above all singing songs of love. Six frogs croaking in a pond waiting to turn into princes? Six M.P all shouting for space,

Enough Is Enough

Enough Is Enough long poem

Just say no to corrupt politicians, lying and cheating with their secret missions. Hugging the baby in the camera’s eye then stealing its lolly and watching it cry. Just say no to the corrupt EU, actually achieving what Hitler failed

Madness?

Madness? long poem

Is it madness to want to speak to and smile at the people we meet on the streets, as we pass each other, our eyes to the ground, complaining on tired achy feet. Is it madness for our children to

A Woman’s Fear

A Womans Fear long poem

Deathly silence enveloped the vicinity As tears welled in every eye Stirred every heart,soul and mind That photograph and that beautiful face Thrown out of existence By inexplicable desire and malevolence Now cast a ghostly radiance In the light of

Disabled

Disabled long poem

Disabled A person having a physical or mental condition that limits movements, senses, or activities A complex phenomenon, reflecting an interaction between features of a person’s body and features of the society in which he or she lives Developmental differences

Ambrose The Toad

Ambrose The Toad short poem

From the land of bestrode came Ambrose the toad, With boring tales of a bureaucratic charade. Why would this old fart, with always the same start, Repeat old stories about the British Brigade? He’d tell you everything he could, Though

Hope Of One Day….

Hope Of One Day.... short poem

That day will also come When happiness will fall everywhere Every one will smile and have fun Grip of God will be in the hearts No one bad and no one cruel Every body will be together here The sun

Suicide Train

Suicide Train long poem

Time provides what the heartbeat hides; measurement and release for its subjects. Time provides us with existence, a temporary installation of measured quantities encapsulated by one quantum. Time will provide insistence of a contract between living things, a state of

We Are No Different

We Are No Different long poem

We are no different You and I I saw your fingers hesitate to pull the trigger on innocent satyagrahis And when you did, you shut your eyes tight You saw me lift the weightless body of my son And when

Revenge Of The Manifesto

Revenge Of The Manifesto elegy

Overturned, years of stasis Paralysis by mental blockade A political metamorphosis. Afoot at the general election; Vengeance of the Manifesto. The interregnum, the entrenched vote Tranches appear, on Revised Register Deceased coded, in numbers resurrect. Beyond the grave, claim their

The Queen

The Queen prose poem

One could tell that she had ascended from a peaceful and noble family of visionaries This rare beauty was never bounded by mirrors of painted images and selfishness She loved the open views that afforded her a first hand look

Spare Me At Least After My Death…

Spare Me At Least After My Death... short poem

Lying on the platform Bathed in my own blood Writhing in pain Eyes closing I know my life is coming to an end My voice hardly reaching my own ears I reach out my arms for help No head turns

Cigarette – Messenger Of Death

Cigarette   Messenger Of Death long poem

Introduction: It comes in a small cylinder of white rolled cover, a-four-inch-processed-tobacco- leaves, which becomes very active from slow and low combustion sustained by heat. Call it cigarette- maybe cigar-spit tobacco, perhaps, hookahs, menthol, bidis, clove or kreteks, probably, shisha

The World Is Exploding

The World Is Exploding short poem

The world is exploding; candidates issuing statements; Dow falling Funniness is old news; Bush’s dumbness; Gore’s sighs turn to nothing Middle East: hatred is on fire Yugoslavia: a revolution; payback time; old guard holding on Persian Gulf: a bomb blows

Beware Of The Signs Of Coming Of Antichrist

Beware Of The Signs Of Coming Of Antichrist long poem

Antichrist denies that Jesus Christ is God who came in the flesh He Opposes God and Exalts himself above God He is the beast rising up out of the sea, having 7 heads and 10 horns Upon his horns 10

Attention Crusaders

Attention Crusaders long poem

There’s a saying I know well, The road to hell, Is paved with good intentions, Pay attention crusaders, Freedom fighters, And bigot haters, When I was young, At heart and in mind, My kind of justice, Was just as true,

Bulgaria

Bulgaria prose poem

The grafitti marked the new beginning The rubble in the streets A telling symbol of political decay A girl crosses the street A new way on the other side An outstretched hand calling for democracy I see vestiges of propaganda

In Bulgaria

In Bulgaria prose poem

Graffiti foretold the new beginning Rubble in the streets A telling story of political decay A girl crosses the street Is there a new way on the other side An outstretched hand Calling for Democracy Vestiges of propaganda, Imprisoned dissidents

Vivid Legacy Of A Voiceless Legend

Vivid Legacy Of A Voiceless Legend long poem

Hours before the birth of the gem, There was an affectionate argument between them; Her father said, ”Watch my child change the state as a minister”, To which her mom quipped, ”No she’ll deliver unbiased justice as a barrister.” When

The Watchnight Songs

The Watchnight Songs poetry books

The book is a compendium or a collection of over eighty poems, which address our physical make-up, socio-cultural attitudes about life, African political landscape and its historical past poetically. The first section of the book begins with a simple reflection

Breaking The Double Yoke

Breaking The Double Yoke long poem

For ages Saddled with Domestic chores Confined indoors With a traditional muzzle Devoid of a voice With fellow housewives We were sweltering Under the class And gender yoke Seen weak though We were strong as a rock. Things taking A

Meme

Meme prose poem

Ideas not people rule the world, competing for supremacy, domination. Conflicting, waring to gain the upper hand, control. Virus like as it spreads through the population Infecting all that come in contact. Ideas are insidious things, once infected nearly impossible

Terminal Liver Cancer

Terminal Liver Cancer elegy

It is not on you, dear poet, but on your Nation, and its rulers, spread all over Their body, mind and soul; irreparable, Their cancerous thoughts and deeds; ‘The red salute’, they offer to all, a mean, Cheap and cruel

Negotiating Peace Between Palestine And Israel

Negotiating Peace Between Palestine And Israel short poem

Imagine Israeli and Palestinian children given flowers, roses, and peace signs To take home to their parents as gifts of love and freedom. Imagine smiling at them and learning of The future they have in store for more Balanced communities

Marry Me

Marry Me ode

i will not marry you, because of your color i will not marry you because of your nationality yes, i will not marry you for your faith i will not marry you for your social status for our political differences

My Second Love

Many years ago when my Motherland rock with political unrest, I was waiting to get the final word from those in charge. A young mother with two young sons, one, I was carrying on my arms, he was too little

Capitalism And The Rest Of Mankind

Capitalism And The Rest Of Mankind long poem

What they told us about Capitalism: We were told capitalism creates wealth, we were told capitalism brings the best in man, and with it, individual’s potentials are certainly attainable; we were told individual dreams and aspirations easily come to fruition

Syria: On “The Road To Damascus”

Syria: On The Road To Damascus elegy

My heart bleeds, just as my tear-soaked eyes, and anguish-filled-mouth keep asking: why Syria – the Levant – the rising land Why Damascus – the City of Jasmine of shrubs and vines, now turn to vineyard of locoweed and poison

Me

Me prose poem

Me, a singularity, vast, color fast, has a very good forecast and will flabbergast. Me, resilient at times brilliant and on the same token often broken. Me can be unforgiving, dangerously living but on the flip side, dignified, able to

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Cry Me A River

Cry Me A River short poem

Unable to reach you Unable to teach you How to love How to remove The hurt of the heart I feel maximum pain I feel like max payne Imagine what we could have made An angel calls And I continue

Do Not Look At Me With Those Eyes

Do Not Look At Me With Those Eyes short poem

Do not look at me with those eyes Don’t pity me, I don’t need it Don’t speak of encouragement I am not discouraged Don’t console me I am not depressed Don’t give me your cold shoulder I am not alone

Valentine

Valentine short poem

Your body in mud pack, in line of fire suddenly finds a lover. I was watching with concern. Cup of soul, lined with abrasive desires was empty. Do not go raging in the sea, to collect the salt. The pink

Make The Best Of Today

Make The Best Of Today short poem

Nobody knows what tomorrow will bring Could be sunshine, could be rain Could be pleasure, could be pain But you got to have faith over fear Even in your darkest hours and Drowning in your own tears, keep the Faith,

Again It’s Spring

Again Its Spring short poem

Wake up people it’s time to come out of hibernation and into the realization of that beautiful swing which turns winter into spring. It’s time to stop sinning and start winning and step into a new beginning. Time to clean

A Swallow Who Won’t Wallow

A Swallow Who Wont Wallow short poem

Am a swallow who’s fled from this world; to reside in a personal inferno! I fell into the hands of a virtual nomad; who got lost between what was unsaid & untrue. Like a greenhorn I followed him & ventured;

Sprouting Seeds

Sprouting Seeds short poem

Turnover my secret past I have to dig up my future In the hour of crumbling walls and dark clouds. Pale moon becomes a beacon in another version of solitude where nobody speaks of sores and premature death. I stay

Enormous Guilt

Enormous Guilt short poem

Cannot stare coming on terror radar. Every night there was Celsius rise in deadpeace. The climate debt of a dark cloud was changing. What is going to happen, tell me blindfolded. We have a never or nothing attitude. The roads

I Observe the Falcon

I Observe the Falcon short poem

I observe the falcon His piercing stare keeping watch upon the land Patiently waiting for his peasant prey to begin their greedful harvest I observe the falcon Leaping from his perch, careening through the skies He is lightning, cutting through

History Was Walking

History Was Walking short poem

Death in meadow on leaves, under the sky. History was walking over the bodies of those who were in service to move the wheels of sorrow. The horror sinks slowly. They were killed without war. Unpaid debts of life, conflicts