shallow pooltangent equationshallow pool5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
barnacled and rusted
ship of fool
surf the net
one thread pulled
to be unraveled
drop in ocean
Poem - Artists UniteArtists UnitePoem - Artists Unite6 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Bonus Poem for Day 135 – 20150515
Artists unite to save the world,
even if it is fully unaware
of the lie it lives in dogma:
life abused and not fully realized.
Entertainer on the stage,
tip your hat to life's charade.
Poke the eye, trip the foot,
bring attention to the fools.
Jester with the hat of bells,
ring one for each of our lies.
Calliaphone heard for miles,
all known now as the jester smiles.
Musician with the silken tunes,
words enchanting the hardest hearts.
Lyrical license bequeathed by God,
that no man can disregard.
Sacred clown, confessor mutual,
trickster of all, friend to none,
do your work, make us honest,
remove the masques disingenuous.
Iambic poet, combine these all,
in a voice small but heard,
speak the truth, ring the bells,
trick the lyrical to touch the heart.
Leave them no hole left to hide
their dogmatic Shangri-La.
Pull back the curtain to reveal
humanity true, not lies revered.
© 2015. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved
The Palette of the Rich and BenightedThe palette of chaos is redThe Palette of the Rich and Benighted2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All that trickles is blood
All whom run are dead.
The palette of chaos is yellow
All that stinks is puss
All whom die have a fellow.
The palette of chaos is green
All that rots is decay
All whom lie couldn't have foreseen.
JusticeJustice is what us humans are lackingJustice1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Instead of police defending us they start attacking
So called 'justice' what's meant to be right
Forgets the poor black kids that are attacked at night
Justice, enforced by racist cowards
US police trying to flaunt their powers
Justice, is there justice anymore?
Because I cower when the police knock at my door.