Chris Green Poet Rhyme

Feeding Off the Weary

Feeding off the weary


Castor oil concubines in deep hip hugger moons
Shouting to the vestibule in torrents filled with rage
Voices shriek in rampant screams, off key to every tune
Changing up a photograph that sits along the stage

Feeding off the weary as they take their morning tea
Crushing every crumpet so the crumbs collect the floor
Holding up their heads in shame for they no longer see
Flagging down the waiter just to get a little more

Hit below the beltline made of polyester fill
Break the rules on purpose so the multitudes will find
Mops now wait the drool appearing nightly in the spill
No one really cares at all what stagnates in your mind
   
Here’s a tip to fill your needs with eyes a squinting mess
Take this color you declare in blackened tinted hues
Paint the wall that’s just outside in all that you profess
Other’s now will take your blows as early payment dues

Find the poor in gutters strewn with all that you believe
In cauliflower camouflage beyond your garden gate
Laugh behind the foolish ones who linger lost and grieve
Fill your pockets with their fear before it is too late

Dress up for the evening in your Sunday morning wear
Push away the people dancing slowly on display
Board a train to someplace where another just may care
Wave goodbye to all of us as you go on your way

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Patricia Cresswell September 30, 2017 at 2:45 PM I declared my home and land to be free of negativity. As I can not control the world I can my own space. Sometimes I still get tricked into opening my heart to someone of chaos but run far and fast when I discover their subterfuge. You are welcome here and bring your poems too.

Maria Williams July 15, 2017 at 7:31 AM A powerful write Chris, I get you completely. Let all positive people join together and eliminate all hate...Maria Chris Green July 17, 2017 at 8:46 AM That's my feelings exactly my friend. Thanks so much for reading and commenting

Joanna Daniel July 15, 2017 at 5:02 AM Yes, Chris, sad to see such behaviour, a strong poem with lovely alliteration:):) Chris Green July 17, 2017 at 8:46 AM Thanks so very much Jo. It is sad...I wish everyone could just get along.

Darren White July 15, 2017 at 3:46 AM I board a train to where people do care, and are gentle. No more hate. Great poem my friend. Chris Green July 17, 2017 at 8:45 AM Thanks Darren, I am getting on that train too.

Alexis Y. July 14, 2017 at 5:53 PM Hi Chris, I agree with Heidi, this is powerful and well said. As always excellent write. You use your ink well:-) Alexis Chris Green July 14, 2017 at 5:55 PM Thanks so very much my friend. I appreciate your kindness.

Heidi Sands July 14, 2017 at 5:34 PM lol...Yay, I saved it from the trash bin. My accomplishment for the day. Chris Green July 14, 2017 at 5:55 PM :)

Daniel Turner July 14, 2017 at 5:06 PM Haters gotta hate! Great write, Chris. Pretty good rant:) Chris Green July 14, 2017 at 5:31 PM Yep, sadly my friend that is true. Thanks so much Daniel

Heidi Sands July 14, 2017 at 4:42 PM Powerful and well said. I often ask that question myself, Chris. ! :) Chris Green July 14, 2017 at 4:56 PM Thanks Heidi so much. Looks like you saved this one from the trash bin. : )