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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Corruption: 2 of 28
In Congress you'll find there are those of a mind to make laws which restrict what you do. At the dawn's early light they've been straining all night to arrange an exception or two. There's a conjugal thrill when they broker a bill benefitting their corporate friends, while our jobs sail away to the Bay of Biscay they await ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The blues: 6 of 47
You say you think you've got the blues? That every time you win you lose? Fat money never comes your way and all you do is pay and pay. Because your troubles come in two's you got a right to have the blues? You may be wrong you may be right. Ain't nothing clear at all at night. Sometimes no matter where you stand hell, son y... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The end: 6 of 41
Wow Peggy Lee yes that's all there is Now merciful silence to end this Roar or maybe not because I see Another breath coming and after That another one but if not no need Or needs no wants or want And maybe somewhere far past Pluto That last gasp has an echo. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Shame: 6 of 40
He bends over the bottle arms crossed hands flexing spasms slowly easing, turns to see who's watching then dives down to clutch it home. Underneath his shirt the bottle tilts and amber liquid dribbles down. He walks as steady as he can, away from where he found this gift, this love, this death. Tomorrow he'll return again to... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fear: 46 of 305
I know you Dank meandering thing Author darkly gathering Ghosts of your great conquests Last incarnate in my tortured Past. Usurper Strategest and clown I'm not surprised you're still Around. But listen as you slither through Whatever slime you bring with you You will not win the war this day For I do choose to disobey! I wi... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Peace: 19 of 121
Once, whispered peace to brutal war "Is it not good to rest a bit?" "Indeed it is!" screamed war to peace "But they are bloody fond of death." "And you they find confusing, dull. Their rulers keep me fed. It's not like in the old days when, alone, some leaders bled their lives out in a gulley from a spear thrust or an axe. T... More..
Politics, News & Issues > Government & Policies Local government vs. Federal government: 1 of 6
When a horse has a careless rider he is just as likely to jump a fence and unseat that rider as he is to stop and let the rider open the gate. That rider, if he survives the fall, will probably never be as careless on the back of such a powerful animal again. That is what is supposed to happen in government. The people are s... More..
Arts & Humanities > The World Wars Holocaust: Why it should never be forgotten: 10 of 41
The Holocaust should never be forgotten because those who died were butchered, experimented upon, worked to death, starved to death, gassed, raped, tortured, frozen to death, electrocuted for sport, shot for not moving fast enough. Children were ripped from their mothers' arms, families destroyed, almost an entire race of pe... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Purity: 4 of 16
She awaits purity of thought but encounters licentious festering selfish diatribes of pseudo-intellectual rationalizations constructed to confound and mollify, probe and parry, sterilize marginalize and hypnotize. She awaits purity of intent but meets avarice disguised as caring loathing sneers turned up to smiley faces slav... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The fly-boys of World War I: 1 of 4
Oh,ain't they dainty little buggers five Albatross or is it Albatrosses? My slick Spad dives I'm aiming for those crosses. The last Hun's smoking like Chicago cowling aflame, oil spewing, pilot slumping. I pull up close to see who I've been killing. The bastard waves as though a long lost buddy. His face,like mine, is young ... More..