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Poetry Politics

Chains

  1. Shackled and fettered in chains
  2. Sacrificed body and brains
  3. Hooked up straight into my vein
  4. Labour gets sucked down the drain
  5. Only for capital gain
  6. Ignoring my illness and pain
  7. Begging and pleading in vain
  8. Silenced each time I complain
  9. Speak up considered profane
  10. Hours each day on the train
  11. Ever extinguishing flame
  12. My number is now my new name
  13. Whispers in secret start swayin’
  14. Conspirators also are sayin’
  15. All of us no longer playin’
  16. Time for the head to start payin’
  17. Together our voices outweighin’
  18. As long as we’re standin’ and stayin’
  19. Our message more strongly conveyin’
  20. Power and strength we’re displayin’
  21. This isn’t pretend we’re portrayin’
  22. No longer on us are they preyin’
  23. Instead, they are cowerin’, prayin’
  24. The shackles and fetters decayin’
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Poetry

Polished skin

  1. A fraying thread now fading red knitting my heart splitting apart.
  2. A crimson rag I glisten tag the lonely tears that hold my fears.
  3. A tattered shawl in battered brawl comforts my back from hurt and crack,
  4. It flood with red from blood I shed, my weighted yoke, deflated, broke.
  5. A scarlet rope ‘round scar-red hope to bind a hole in mind and soul.
  6. A ruddy pin so bloody thin securing pain, injured again.
  7. A cherry cloth, it nary doth erase away the basest ache.
  8. And here I sit so counterfeit with polished skin but mauled within.
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Poetry

Topsy turvy

  1. Towering trees all veiled with leaves, hanging from the sky
  2. Calming seas with salty breeze in the desert dry
  3. Starry light so dimly bright shining through the ground
  4. Chicken flight of soaring height to the prairies bound
  5. Blazing fire and climbing higher fuelled by frosty ice
  6. Reaching spire up from the mire, and pearls of little price
  7. Oil wipe with water swipe, while darkening of soul
  8. Black and white midst greying stripes, widening the hole.
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Poetry

The Doorway

  1. Frozen in the doorway separating dark and light
  2. There before my wondering eyes a most intriguing sight
  3. Centaur in mid gallop, on its back was found a clock
  4. It’d stopped its steady ticking and had silenced every tock
  5. Stuck at stroke of midnight—or maybe it was noon.
  6. Never really certain whether it was sun or moon
  7. Lighting up the hallway where this human–horse had flown.
  8. Should I keep familiar or push off into unknown?

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Poetry

Chipping Silence

  1. Cradled by my fingers, this awkward chunk of stone,
  2. Sharp and jagged edges hiding shapes unknown.
  3. Inside there’s potential, whispering as urge.
  4. Time and slow precision cause vision to emerge.
  5. Careful chipping silence reveals what’s ’neath the face.
  6. Water polished finish marks the resting place.
  7. Standing now before me—none before had stood;
  8. Pleased with this new story, I declare it good.

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Faith crisis poetry

Into the Dark of the Depths

  1. Into the dark of the depths
  2. Sapping and draining my breath
  3. Diving away from the light
  4. Vanish from surface’s sight
  5. Alone in my silent descent
  6. Away from the cries of repent
  7. But there at the bottom so still
  8. A new light my empty soul fill

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Poetry

Waters of Dust

  1. Hanging up on a cross;
  2. Dripping from toes, my dross.
  3. Buried in waters of dust,
  4. Chipping away at crust.
  5. Breathing on me, a dove
  6. Sent from the moon above.
  7. Tending fin, wing, and claw.
  8. Eating good fruit I saw;
  9. Nibbling on blood and brain.
  10. Riding on wheel of pain.
  11. Farming thorns from the brink,
  12. Wanting for crumb and drink.

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Faith crisis poetry

Complexity

  1. Complexity perplexes thee; simplicity, it vexes me.
  2. Eliciting complicitly abandonment so recklessly.
  3. Inadequate, inanimate, and sorely not compassionate.
  4. So poorly though, thought lordly though, soul-infecting contaminant.
  5. Sufficiently inhibiting the visiting of ministry.
  6. A symphony of imagery: your bigotry so vicious, see?
  7. Efficiently prohibiting the limits of soliciting.
  8. Not riveting, just dwindling and dulling of my glistening.
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Heavenly Mother

Philosophia

  1. Wisdom in each heartbeat pulsing through my veins
  2. Mending every sorrow, comforting each pain.
  3. Wisdom in each blood drop healed by Mother’s kiss,
  4. Or her tear, or stroking, or her embraced bliss
  5. Wisdom in each longing reaching from my chest,
  6. Passing through the vastness, to her ear to rest.
  7. Wisdom in each flushing—flustered, nervous, shy—
  8. Hand upon my shoulder tells me she is nigh.
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Poetry

Shattered Spectacles

  1. Temples made of glass are buried in the ground
  2. Churches made of clay where cornerstones are found
  3. Porcelain scriptures are holding up the arch
  4. Splintering tokens are moulding frail the heart
  5. Shattered spectacles, kaleidoscope of truth
  6. Rusty microscope shapes confidence of youth
  7. Mirror cracked and chipped reflecting state of mind
  8. Standing on the spire is where you might me find.