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Review My Poetry / War story: Part 1 of 4
« on: October 25, 2012, 07:34:58 AM »

Down with justice
Down with freedom
There’s a rumour of war
Sniff it from the dirty sky
Taste it in the TV lie to chew
Running wild and running hungry
Steel fists cruise the pall of dawn
Symphony of diesel, ballet of death
With declarations promised underbreath
Truth suffers waste in the desert thorn
Spin deception spreads choking fungi
Destruction floats in a judas brew
Drowning one plaintive cry
No more a rumour of war
Down with freedom
Down with justice


Don't believe everything you think

Review My Poetry / Re: Just Saying
« on: October 23, 2012, 02:07:53 PM »
An enjoyable poem. I don't seem to be any good at dissecting others' poetry. It is what it is, sometimes like a paint splash on a wall for passersby to ignore or wonder why it reminds them of something.

Well, you did point out in the title that it was doggerel and an old war, so you knew this already. I'm going to be posting something on war soon myself. Your poem was sort of catchy.

Review My Poetry / Sonnet
« on: October 23, 2012, 09:30:38 AM »
The exhale of the ebbing tide
Sighs and blows in foam and spray
Great green bulks of water fall away
And split to boil down inside
In torrential collapse upon the surface
Winged sheets of water falling
Furiously from the fissured ceiling
Crash gustily to join the frothing race
Seething from the grotto into sunlight
Fiery streaked by winter’s autumn cloud
Lighting aqua depths flecked silver bright
Gushing vivid from the gloomy shroud
Of bearded, dripping cave splashed smooth
And huge, born of only a pebbled groove

Review My Poetry / Re: Warning: Adult content
« on: October 23, 2012, 02:00:49 AM »
Thank you for your well-considered comment. It was randomly written in a free association kind of way without worrying too much about structure.   

Review My Poetry / Re: Contrary
« on: October 22, 2012, 09:18:03 AM »
Beautiful poem

Review My Poetry / Warning: Adult content
« on: October 22, 2012, 09:15:43 AM »
Seven parts of random

If words were birds
Sitting on branches
Would they try to fly
Thru the blueness above
As letters on a page
Were sentenced to turn
As numbers before man
Were woven into the plan

Easy irate
A shard on the slate
A soul on the shelf
Easy to hate
What doesn’t understand
Hard to love yourself
It doesn’t matter now
Batter and shatter the chatter
It doesn’t matter how

Flowers in the dark
Moonlight in the park
Danger from a shark
Looking for the pack
Hiding to attack
Highwayman behind your back
Woman and run
Someone got your gun
This time you done
Unless you fight turnabout―
Ditch the bitch
Nothing colder than a blade
Silent stiletto stalk ambush
The pop of skin
The twist of blood
The scream of fear
The director’s cut to silence

Walking on the beach
A summer tourist day
Girls with shaven curls
Double trouble in straps
Sweet sunset alcohol
With coconuts and cool
A dreamy drift of sinsemilla 
Music beneath the stars
A smoky steam of meat
The clattering calypso beat
As two lost island shirts
Soft walk the silver sand
Spray walk and tumble
Into perfect shadow
Laughter and fumble
Into perfect union
Worship the liquid moment
As it sighs and slips away
The practice of reality
Awkward in the day

The messenger of God spake with me one day
Send unto me the souls of sinners

If you lie for money
That’s your deal
If you hurt to help your hindbrain
You turn on the burning wheel
Pig butchers in rapist silks
Press the bloody buttons of war
To prosper from invented misery
Grey enter the deepest well of all
Timeless time of iron purgatory
A desolation of water’s solace
Drink the molten metal of medals
Gift of all soldiers ever gone before

Backdrop of the velvet mountains
Quiet beauty breathes all about
A butterfly lets fall a dewdrop
Swallowed by the grateful ground
With delicately divided precision
Another glorious day of random
Turns lazy beneath the warming sun

You’re just music
Harmony in the background
A rocking beat
Lyrics to intrigue
Not impressed with alcohol
Or the thump of feet
Maybe in a decibel corner
There might be logic
Maybe in a funky fair
A gypsy with stars and moons
Might touch your hair

What bullshit exclaimed
To soothe your fears
What greed you lost
To turn the years

Sell your philosophy
At the gate
If diamonds are free
Then so is hate

In light of the altered altar
Where curtains draw unto dusk
The pews huddle closer
In the sacramental cloister

Stone castle walls
Keep you in the keep
How many really wonder
Just how deep

Dragons in the clouds of myth
Above the skagged skyline of time
Out on the edge of mirth and madness
Why should we rhyme with earth and sadness

That gypsy music, it plays on and on
Sails before the storm
A red sky warning
Duly due the day of dawning
Truly blue
That red sky morning

Review My Poetry / Anon
« on: October 21, 2012, 07:40:08 AM »
I'm sure the poet of yesteryear
whose work is Blockedysed
would be most surprised
at the extent of what he meant
when at the time
he sought but a rhyme

Review My Poetry / Re: The Artist
« on: October 21, 2012, 07:31:14 AM »
 A rich and textured poem, somewhat ambiguous, the ending seemed a little flat.

Review My Poetry / Re: Dance of the Doomed
« on: October 21, 2012, 07:25:52 AM »
Neat, sweet and complete - like a slice of frozen time.

Review My Poetry / Re: Anniversary
« on: October 21, 2012, 07:22:47 AM »
This is obscure but the poet and perhaps one other know what it is about... An era ends and time is lost... there is no going back... despite feeling awkward and unlovable... the partner remains, perhaps inexplicably so. 

Welcome Board - START HERE! / New guy
« on: October 21, 2012, 06:38:05 AM »

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