Blood of Your Passion

He's staring off into oblivion;
dead-lights, who of their own free will choose to illuminate
the gray matter microwave that is TV:
too vain, too vulgar. Thought Vanquisher,
brought to you by your friendly-facade-keepers:
the politicians pussyfooting on a pedestal
built of an uninformed (yet united) public -
whose belief in "connection" is in reference
to a wall socket. Not love. Not kindness.
Who unwittingly become hamsters on a wheel,
convinced of stars held in our pockets; while promises of prosperity
dangle on a string. Like Maya's caged bird we sing
- but not of freedom - to sing of that would be akin
 to declaring the sun has risen in the east. Freedom is a given,
at least that's the belief that's bandied about.
There's a boldface lie in that belief . . staring us in the face.
Are we too ignorant to see or too coddled to care?
Organic antenna, playing a fuzzy station;
our loved one's voice like a pesky fly -
six-legged silhouette on precious phones.
Halfhearted hmms-and-yeahs exuding from lazy lips. A lone
wolf, misunderstood youth - the euphemisms of today,
tomorrow's regrets. The diarrhea of words floating
in cyberspace; ricocheting off planets, but never touching earth.
The constipation of passion - nonchalant bloodbath of values -
no one strong enough to carry the hearse. We'll have to work
together - in unity redirected - to carry the load of our ancestor's past.
We descendants who reap the aftermath; let's carry on and forgo the calm.
Complacency is no destiny to pursue; crack the bottle against the bow,
that ship has sailed. Let us dabble in truth, instead of sugarcoat lies;
deception maybe be sweet, but give it time, it'll go straight to your thighs.
Embrace controversy with a bear hug, and give tyranny a timeout.
And should our words sharpen swords instead of mold minds,
may the massacre be only metaphorical - and the white flag of truce
be mistaken for a canvas - painted with the blood of your passion.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Breidenthal Avatar
March 20, 2016 at 2:23 PM
Damn brilliant you are Timothy. There are, again, so many memorable lines in this piece, and the last two are super brilliant and powerful. Also I appreciate your reference to Maya's caged bird with our view of freedom or lack thereof. I agree with Eileen down there, a masterpiece, respectively. Definitely a fav. Always, Laura
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March 21, 2016 at 11:53 PM
Thanks so much! It's not often I get a compliment decorated with an expletive ... damn ;) You're super, Laura!
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March 20, 2016 at 2:20 PM
Wow...this poem is immense with many things going on-the ugliness of modern society. "The diarrhea of words floating in cyberspace; ricocheting off planets, but never touching earth." What a moment in this piece...and of course I cannot ignore "deception maybe be sweet, but give it time, it'll go straight to your thighs."
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March 21, 2016 at 11:50 PM
I am ecstatic that you like this so, Laura! This piece came to me super late at night, that I actually got out of bed, and wrote most of it down in a word document, groggy and alert at the same time (if that makes sense). Your keen eye picked out some of my favorite lines, as well.
Raven Avatar
March 17, 2016 at 9:14 AM
Hi Tim, another excellent write from your pen. Does the format truly matter Tim, are the words and the imagery not the true life of poetry. If one is looking too close at format, form, rhyme and other parameters, then can the poem itself not be lost? No my friend, too me it is all about your words and how they connect to me. Whatever form you use, i think you are a wordsmith and this piece i place in my faves. It is a definite seven Tim....Vlad.
Hicks Avatar
March 18, 2016 at 9:04 PM
I thank you for such a lovely and insightful comment, Raven. Means a lot to me ... as well as checking back on some of my older poems!
Vaso Avatar
February 14, 2016 at 5:30 PM
Thanks Eileen for pointing us here, sometimes, every now and then a good poem just falls between the cracks, and I think we all know the feeling, we wonder why? Well Timothy better late than never! Great write!
Hicks Avatar
February 15, 2016 at 2:27 AM
Thanks Arthur! Yes, I was very happy when Eileen did that. Always thoughtful and sweet, that Lady. Happy you enjoyed! If I were to give a wild guess, maybe the format of this poem is a bit intimidating, as it looks like one big block of words? *shrugs*
Delaney Avatar
February 13, 2016 at 11:54 PM
Hi Tim: This a thoughtful well written piece. You are right....TV is not used for the noble causes it could be. So much violence and rubbish and empty inane stupidness that passes for entertainment.. I have faved this one and given it top marks. Thanks for your always thought provoking poems. SuZ
Hicks Avatar
February 15, 2016 at 2:24 AM
Thanks so much Suzanne. I was quite proud of this one and am happy it was well received.
Manassian Avatar
February 13, 2016 at 6:12 PM
OH WOW! OH WOW WOW WOW! This..Tim is a masterpiece. The world is blind to so much. I admire you for writing this hard hitting write. You sure didn't mince your words....it all went to my thighs...and they don't need help! ;) Hey...got a blog up...read it. It has a reference to you! Hugs
Hicks Avatar
February 15, 2016 at 2:23 AM
LOL! I'm sure it's just to compliment the curves of your womanly figure ... as the saying goes "more to love". I am humbled and ecstatic from your praise. I had a blast writing this.
Dietrich Avatar
February 7, 2016 at 4:57 PM
Hmmmm (heehee) I am one of those misinformed hamsters you are describing here. (actually I love my tv-holic life style though I know it is my escape.) I was raised on my mom's fairy tale stories, and TVland keeps the fairy tale going. Anywho.... this is excellent writing, Timothy. I will be passionate about my tv if nothing else, but I admire the nobility of your cause. I fave this one. it's really good and well written!!
Hicks Avatar
February 15, 2016 at 2:21 AM
Thanks again Andrea! I try my best to respond to comments, but often it seems, I procrastinate. Your fave is appreciated :)
Dietrich Avatar
February 7, 2016 at 4:52 PM
gosh, I was going down your list trying to find a poem to see of yours and this was close to the top. Don't know how I did not see it. I thought you were in a warm state like in the south, the way you described it. I do not like Idaho. It is worse than UTah for cold weather! Let me read this now.
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