Forgotten History

Sat upon greed
mounds of disregard
tearing down 
bowing down
coward
liar
cheat.
No longer running
bunkering down
building a wall
around his nest
believing
trusting 
that this would not be his last stand.
Door crashing
heavy boots
baby cries
swatting
waving
screaming denial
while 
everyone stops to stare.
Behind bars
terror turns……
hatching
devising
a new tomorrow
once he received his release.
Watched the world did
crazy
deluded
nuclear melt down.
When last lock snicks in place
turn forward
forgive
never forget
for there will always come
another who blusters wrong.
Feb. 18/19
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Untitled Word of the Day Poem #21

I was ready…..
ready to say
holy fuck
not only did you make my day
you made my year
my everything….
Asshole.
Forbidden
I have been
from allowing  you
back into my life
my segments…..
I was told no.
Not only my circle
rally around
there is another
showing me my worth
my destiny.
This could have been your quest.
But…..
well…..
 I was not good enough.
Is it really greener?
That grass
on the other side of the fence?
Is it really a brighter emerald??
Tell me true.
As you stand
barrier
simple fence
enough to cage a sheep
caught you in a trap
I thought you were smarter than that.
Was it worth it?
I am not like the others…..
Fuck no
talk …..
admit
talk ….
to me
seriously?
I can no longer bend.
Bow
I am done.
I loved you.
I love you,
I wanted to help.
I want to help.
I wanted to lessen your burden.
But…..
well……
Hi…..
Over here…..
good bye.
I….
I love you….
I speak words of disgrace
throw the synonyms
while your vowels penetrate
my skin.
Crimson tears
heart scarred
will I ever trust again?
 
Feb. 17/19

Untitled Relationship Poem #7

Fuck you!
Slashing
slicing
violent words 
used to rip your soul apart
the way you ripped mine.
No guns
no fists 
no blades
vicious words 
spill from my mouth
looking to cut you away.
Trust has been blasted
no more base
not sure what I am going to do
you have hurt me so much.
I should have insisted
but your words 
your promises 
your voiws
lulled my suspicions.
Never again.
Grievous pain
firing through heart
brain
tired of the charge
I want to turn it off.
I want to numb myself
to this hurt inside.
Standing beneath the rushing water
deep breath
once in
twice out
it will be alright.
A fool am I 
love knows no bounds
not a love like this.
Rage
frothing
swelling
you should really run
’cause this woman 
went and got her gun.
 
Feb. 16/18
 

Untitled Poem Word of the Day #16

The moon is full,
the beast does arise
howling with frustration
with beauty wise.
No one can tell
no one can tame
lost in the moonlight
a singular lust uncontained.
A mournful note
hangs unbidden
over tender throat.
Teeth bared
saliva flashing
bodies wrapped
with primitive heat.
The fire that burns
searing the souls
of two twined.
Come daylight
they break apart
their masks in place
returning
always
to play their parts.
when two come together
when minds
bodies
hearts
connect
incandescent.
Feb. 7/19
Photo by Yannick Menard on Unsplash

Sheriff

Upon first glance
you would never believe
who it was that upheld the law.
Fighting 
jailing
(killing)
bad men
robbers
butchers
murderers
revelers in dirt too.
Look along dainty Main Street
women walking without fear
men looking hang dogged
peering fearfully behind
to ensure
that the Devil is not coming
pitchfork in hand.
Well…..
not all men are fearful
not all men have something to hide
there are those who are beautiful
loving
desiring
holding their woman’s hand.
These men
stride through town
not a care in the world
content in their lot in life
silly air headed little things
looked upon by the women with care.
This town had once been a junkyard
derelict
destroyed
women living in fear
men drunk on power
until she strode into town.
She alone
if only the town were cleaned up.
Walking along
a slow pace
whip in hand
she called them all out.
Bang Bang 
You are dead
Watch these women 
put bullets in your head.
 
Sultry Sheriff
in a town called Hell
set in a desert
found in the heart of……..
Feb. 5/19

Pretty P

Sat upon the ivory throne
crowned Princess
bored with life
bored with waiting…..
waiting……
waiting…..
for her damn Prince to come.
Who decided Princesses could only be pretty?
Who decided Princesses could not slay…..
demons
enemies
dragons alike?
Who decided Princesses were…..
fragile
porcelain like
empty headed
dolls?
but never given weight
credence 
that they were just as good
if not better 
than those wimpy ass Princes?
Princes who get…..
lost
turned around
frightened of their own shadows?
Striding through the crowd
hair streaming
silver gleams the armour
encasing her form
as she enters the battle royale
for this Prince’s hand.
Jousting.
Archery.
Sword play.
Wrestling.
All points to be proven
that one is worth
the consideration of this Prince.
Rather idiotic in thought
isn’t it?
Flowing from her ivory tower
life is meant to be lived
no one needs to save this Princess
for she is all she needs…….
 
Feb. 4/19

Mirror

Sat before a mirror
sadness etched into his face
removing the flying red wig
removing pallid white makeup
slashed red mouth
smashed red nose.
This was not the imagined glory
this was not the imagined joy
this was hard
people did not like
did not care
as they did
when he was only a nobody
on the political stage.
What goes around
it comes around again
and again
to roost
to burn
to  butcher
those who have so abused
trust
loyalty
faith
yet still
they seem so surprised.
Berobed
sitting in the darkened room
bathed in the blue t.v. light
his phone in hand
dejected for as he has learned…..
no one loves a fool.
Told he would be integral
to the running of the world
yet in truth
he is the clown
paraded before the world.
His voice meaningless
other than as absurd.
Sat before the mirror
tears painted on his face
mouth turned down
despite the outlined smile
this is what happens
when one who thinks he is great
is proven to be a crass farce
ready to destroy a nation.
Feb. 2/19
Photo by Tom Roberts on Unsplash