Daily Archives: September 27, 2017

Lesson by Dominic Albanese

I am not a silent poet

of the land crabs
dead
they lose all color
fire ants eat away
all but empty claw an shell
leaving them
as we
will be left
all
bones
of
one
color

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This is not Complicated by Dominic Albanese

I am not a silent poet

it is very clear…ALL LIVES MATTER
should be a decal on bombers and drones
with small print below
*unless we can make money by killing you*
then there is the matter of *to insure domestic tranquility*
another laugh riot
we of *high born order*
plan to stay that way
as more become aware of the cabal of (rulers)
they (the cabal) must gin up more dissent and anger
to keep Scrooge McDuck’s vault full
the current rash of protest is not Anti-Amercian
as Trump + Limbaugh would have you think
it is simply
HOW MUCH LONGER IS THIS SHIT GONNA GO ON

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Seeds by Cath Campbell

I am not a silent poet

That day my mother binds my hair tight with a bone comb,
and places a red scarf around my neck.
So I don’t lose you, she says.

It’s the colour of my heart and when the rough seas rise,
and the implacable remorse of water rolls,
I will see you wherever you are.

The boat rocks, and we are locked in desperate prayer
into the fiery sunset, but the dark is a mercy.
We hope to reach the land.

And when they come too late sailing out of the new day
will they find us together floating, limbs askew,
and the sunrise seeded red with love?

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