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Monthly Archives: June 2016
What goes up, must come down
It’s not a race, so set your own pace
One step at a time, choose your days
All I need is once or twice a week
To know that I will begin to achieve
Again, and then go to places I forgot
Wondering why it was I ever stopped
These aren’t the prettiest city views
But these hills will do and get used
Going up makes every muscle yell
Coming down is scarier than hell
Shield Maiden
She carries her sword
At the ready
She wields heavy iron
Firm and steady
More than a woman
She is a warrior,
Devoted shield maiden
Never treated as inferior
…okay I think I’m done with my kicks.
Debates
The words descend
Sliding on a slippery slope
Coming to rest on a ridge
Laughing as if it’s a joke
A red herring bounces
Off rocks that explode
Crows caw to announce
As they pluck the straw man
Torn fallacies are denounced
Democracy Hypocrisy
What happened to equality
The gender neutral normalcy
That thrived on democracy
We fought to have a vote
Now we can’t support our own
Where did women’s rights go
Like a pendulum you swing
Destroying everything
We have built, it’s belittling
You need to shut your trap
If you give this to that man
This nation will soon collapse
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Quiet, yet dynamic victory, – routing a field of Men half his age – Ned Hickson is Official
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Perspectives of the Beast
Wow I’m honored by this great response poetry! Hope y’all enjoy reading this piece like I did.
I love the closing lines on this one, “Strong beating heart found to give chase Incisors laid, jugular vein, razor sharp.”
I loved the idea. The iconic image of London’s dogs of the wild. Maybe the real wolves run wall street.
Response Poetry:
And the rolling topography
With its subtle curves
Has become oppressive
Under the gaze of big brother.
The cold metallic wolves
Eating bit after bite
Of the earthen crust
Species of predators
Filed under Carhart, corporate affairs
To crucify the totems
We once worshiped
Watchful eyes roam landscapes dark Attentive ears tune into its mark A serious game played, hunting prey As hunger pains echo from the day The warning growl silences singing lark Strong beating heart found to give chase Incisors laid, jugular vein, razor sharp
