paint the leaves o jack of the autumn
weaken the stems firm grip
that when the swirling wind wreaks havoc
in storms the colors slip
making up beds for snowy deep powder
sparkled ice austere branches
early dark stinging ears red noses
singing kettle the hearth enhances
they killed us in jordan, they killed us in 'nam, they'll kill us in iraq and afganistan.
iraq
you break
bushs balls in the pocket
As we walk through the night,
And I whisper your name,
uhhhhhhh
And you whisper the same,
It's a melt down
Dead eyed
Cock 'n' bull
Sorry arsed
Mistake
The naked emperor
Is a fake
Another fruitcake
A greedy bastard
Full of hate
Cook the goose
& serve him on a paper plate
It's getting late
And the world won't wait
Heading out from the city
Westbound
Into the flat face of the sun
Liquid crimson
Thunderclouds
Racing my brain
To a strange horizon
Running from the storm
As I run,
Through the trees,
With swaying grass,
Up to my knees,
As I'm stalked,
By things so grim,
Can't just walk,
I'll be caught again,
Climbing up hill
Clay turns to dust
In my fingers
Choking on ants
Crawling
With a heart attack
Then sliding back
here the worms rarely creep
where the victims barely sleep
and yet the raven squawk from the power line
summons pure devils for on the soul to dine
capitol sermons drone
mark the sonorous tone
and yet the raven squawk from the line on high
calls to question these big words that only lie
Old Accoustic
My guitar smells old
Like a dusty leather book
The steel strings specked with rust
Have warped the bridge
Just a little
Still, it sounds new born
swivel
swivel softly
pure angel
tell all the vandals
to love
promise them no rewards
lift not their burden
tell them simply
to love
Torture now legalized,
Theocracy underway,
Fascist dictator,
America now "freedomized",
Running for president, traitors,
That peoples votes no longer sway,
Hear the sound, U.S. demise,
Revolution getting near,
If we don't, please give rise,
The president as his great disguise,
To our new dictator, king of fear,
Bawb - would you consider posting that one on the Revolution thread? Or letting me do so?
Edgar too - there are obviously some strong feelings going around....
Please, whatever differences we may have as individuals - we are all in tune
on one thing - we care enough to voice our strongest fears for the reputations and futures of our countries.
Whatever, that's a fine poem, Bawb
peace,
Endy
endymion
You are welcome to repost any of my material. I know you are not the sort to abuse it.
Wow - thanks so much
If I miss anything you think I should include - please let me know.
I'll enjoy reading through! (might take a while)....
Sad news
Assassination
Smash fists
Against the deaf wall
Fight my heart
Agony of truth
Injustice winning
Fascist pigs are flying
High tonight
young life's on a gentle slope
though increasingly steep
lately ive tied a rope
the chasms dangerously deep
hold tight
against the rock face
of life
look up and not back
into the abyss
but follow the fissure
of the true path
clinging, bloody fingers
defying free fall
ps, Edgar - I'm glad you wrote that 'brother' poem on Seed's thread. It's really something.
It didn't go over. The other players were confused by it.
