James Marshall Goff Poet Free verse

Off the Grid

There; in the waterfall,
 I join many tears.

My tears pour from aching knees,
burdened with hearts of solid gold
preaching equality; from voiceless
leaders.

Panhandlers, clutching symphonies
in four lines, covet

corners that prey upon my
peace- just their day job.

Every check-out has a glass jar on
the counter; seeking tithes for

lost humanity, messages carried on wings
of doves; perched upon the waste

of capitalism.

Pushcarts; fleeing swarms of drones,
fear the key-stroke, a thousand

miles away.

While twitters and tweets stare from
vacant eyes, entombed in halls

of congress.

I smile too;  red dawn is upon us,
and sunrise brings the tides

of truth

that will flood

every

shore

of

tyranny.



10/19/13

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Debbie Guzzi October 20, 2013 at 9:35 PM You go Jimbo [kick their butts!] [Thanks for stopping by my verses and commenting!] Light & Love

Harry Horsman October 20, 2013 at 2:40 PM Wow, liker this, has so much to say,, like the shape too,.. interesting poem,, just love it....

David Fisher October 20, 2013 at 11:24 AM Enjoyed reading this insightful and meaningful poem. Capitalism, the rock, is chipped away by so many amateur sculptors that think they can make things better, but instead we're only left with a meaningless pile of dust.

Nette Onclaud October 20, 2013 at 6:41 AM we toil each day and government milks us with our pay.. very well expressed , jimbo.. so nice to have shared moments with you in drake's last show... hats off for this gritty write!..:) huggs

Richard Lamoureux October 19, 2013 at 7:03 PM This poem made me think of Drake's style which I really really like. Great imagery and it really makes me think. Well done Jim.

Charmaine Chircop October 19, 2013 at 10:14 AM and sunrise bring the tides of truth that will flood away every shore of tyranny..Wowzer ..what a powerful poem with excellent end Jimbo my friend.How was last Sunday..Did you recite on drake s show?I missed it.Still hoping to hear the archive when i have time.