And He Shall be Named…..Emperor

Slow it began
subtle shading
more grey
less black
less white
imperceptible
when realized
too late it shall be.
Justice
misplaced
lies
manipulation of truth
gross over-reaching
abandonment of fundamental law
allowed to go unchecked.
Treasuries looted
gold absconded
look the other way
loaded in plain sight
drones watching
dead eyed televisions
reporting
another loss
another shortage
the world is lost.
Rally the circus
clown load of car
watch
self-appointed king 
rise.
Folly
just a joke
history has been forgotten
thus
bound to be repeated
fires roaring
flames screaming
new world order
the time has come.
©May 8/20
Picture is via Pinterest

Awaiting Rapine

Rubble
reduced
ravaged land
claw through debris
floating from dull grey clouds
there is no summer
there is no spring
or fall
only the winter of destruction
lays across the land.
Crowing
destruction
laid waste
world
no longer flourishing
survival the new way
the only way.
Rusted crown
upon Jester’s head
shaking rattle
fiery denial
wrong doing not done
slanderous rage
all blaming
finger pointing
mouths screaming.
Gather round
murderous claim
no better then vultures
hovering
waiting…..
for death
waiting…..
for the axe to fall
head to roll
alas dear Horatio
it is already too late.
©Jan. 27/20
Picture via Pintrest

Word of the Day Challenge #55-Untitled Poem

Howling at the moon
mange eaten dog
baying strength
snapping at rivals
sure
so very sure
of its place in the pack.
Alpha.
Believed to be.
Joker.
Even that is an insult.
To the Joker.
Manipulator.
Manipulated is more like.
Stroke that ego.
Play to its insecurities
puffed up pride
strut like a peacock
one has to wonder
what is it like to live in its world?
Throwing money around
rippling like water
talk so loud
inane mutterings
seriously
is he insane?
Narcissism.
Grandiose claims
of being bigger than any god
past
present
or
future.
Claims have been floated
of how popular he is
(was) 
leading the world anew
rebuilding
strengthening the walls
keeping out the riffraff
or so he claims.
Question? 
Over here:
lean forward
eager to spew
indoctrinated passive voice.
Loved by the man
adored by thousands of women
all children want to be his.
Yes
Yes
is there a question in this?
How did a man such as he
adored
desired
(maligned)
much maligned
by those who do not know
(do not understand)
how is it….. 
please do explain…..
he lost those millions 
had to be crowned 
by his peers
only now to implode?
Straighten from the podium
mouth slitted in rage
arm out
finger pointing
let’s go
it is time to leave.
Point has been made
flashed across the screen
even with no answer forthcoming.
Minds begin to stir
awakening from dubious air
time for change
it’s a’comin’.
©August 31/19
Picture via Pinterest

Today’s Reality

Time spools
moving forward to the unknown
blurring the past
memories
heartaches.
One never knows what the future will bring
we only know what the past has held
the fears
the joys
the history
of mankind
of ourselves.
Lost in a wellspring of time
wrapped in the chains of the past
writhing to escape
wanting to be free for the future
wanting to be able to look forward to
a time
where there is no strife
no war
no abuse
no killings
no hate mongers
railing at the populace.
Today
the world is falling backwards
a reversal
a loss of integrity
morals
of feeling that all are interconnected.
What abounds now…….
mass murderers ruling countries
frauds
liars
misogynistic imperialism
believing one knows better than weaker sex.
Stand tall
break free
bring them to their knees.
Until prejudice
entitled mentalities are destroyed
forever more
we shall continue to fall
back to the stone age.
March 6/19
Photo by Hasan Almasi on Unsplash

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

My Dream

There are no words
no soothing moments
healing the pain 
scraping free 
fresh flesh
covering the burns.
I am lost.
I no longer know
truth
reality
falsehood
lies
I must rely on the clues
the ones that I read.
So easy to disassemble
to ignore
the pain that we have caused.
Not you
not me
all could have been avoided
had you listened 
had I listened
to words we had spoken.
Am still unsure
how you clicked on that word
how you created a fantasy
from a misunderstanding
but you did.
I never said I would fuck another
I said
he would never give up.
I never gave in.
I was true.
From that first time 
to the last time
I fucked no one my dear
but you.
I opened my heart
I imagined a future
one now destroyed
because 
I think 
you saw what you wanted
what you believed would be done.
Never realizing
I was not a little girl
but a woman
unwilling to play games.
I told you.
I warned you.
I was not willing to play.
I am an adult 
no time for make believe.
I want…..
truth
love
loyalty
in the man I dream of.
 
January 21/19

Untitled Poem #3

Mirror Mirror on the Wall
show me please
how this day will fall.
Grim Reaper dances through the streets
pockmarked
pitted
cratered
scent of death in the air.
Words were thrown
gauntlet down
little boys playing big boy games
never knowing the terror that would abound.
Seer
tears streaming down her cheeks
sits high upon the mountain
safe
secure
no fall out here
watching the destruction of this world.
Words were spoken
they came to be
no one was saved
for no one would heed.
Mass destruction
madness bred into the lines
never again shall mankind move forward
destroyed by the pettiness
of tiny little men.
Oct. 18/18