Arlo Parker Poet I do not know?

Hands Off

Enraged raw and spitting
Love warped beyond identity
Ten fingers ready to in-dulge
Sick offerings real men can't abide
Scarring rosette flesh once, always
Memories etched eternal 
Blasphemers amuck, still free
Where is the Newberry blade
Cast upon ogres smiling with glee
Revulsion retching tears without salt
Anguish of hopeless helpless men
Protection eludes soul aching ire
Never settle for less than hellfire

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Jan Allison June 9, 2025 at 4:55 AM raw and hard hitting in so many ways, am more used to your haiku poems, excellent ink AP! hugs jan xx Arlo Parker June 9, 2025 at 3:25 PM Visit and comments much appreciated, JA. :o)

Andrea Dietrich April 13, 2025 at 10:30 PM This is a powerful one, Arlo. It packs a punch Arlo Parker April 15, 2025 at 10:29 AM Thx, AD. Punch the offenders!!!

Joseph May March 21, 2025 at 6:38 AM On the cutting edge of wrath, your words bring forth the fire Arlo Parker March 21, 2025 at 9:06 AM Some subjects beget raw response and need to be vented. Thanks for visit. =;o)

Brandy Nicole March 15, 2025 at 6:56 PM Your title says it all. Yes, ' hands off ' . . . please ! ! I agree with Victor, so deserving of such punishment, yet, needing prayers for sure. This is deep, powerful and emotional. ~ BL Arlo Parker March 16, 2025 at 9:27 AM A bit of a rage. Thanks.

Victor Buhagiar March 13, 2025 at 2:25 AM Anguish of hopeless helpless men: so many of them. They deserve hell... but let's be charitable and pray for them. Arlo Parker March 13, 2025 at 10:26 AM Indeed, but never sanction or forget.

Charlotte Puddifoot March 11, 2025 at 4:30 AM if anger makes you write like this maybe you should get angry more often! i don't tar all men with the same brush..you're very different, special to me Arlo Parker March 11, 2025 at 10:58 AM Immediately incensed. There is a poet here who is extraordinarily talented. They portray such pain I am drenched. Weeping and gnashing. :((