M. L. Kiser Poet Prose Poetry

Platos Titanic

Plato’s memory, holds Atlantean dreams;
The utopia destroyed by techno-greed.

Some things are simply not to be;
the mortal staggers blindly through life;
mortal entrapment is a souls prison.

In a watery abyss, stone walls like wooden blocks,
strewn across a sand box; hold secrets.

A buried Republic, with lessons unlearned,
gives birth the world’s end.

This Earth, our home; is unsafe after millennia;
it reburies its children’s mistakes, again and again.
The only difference it will make, 
is to brown dwarf itself, 
when the children have ravaged its body;
shredded and burned it to lifeless dust.

Atlantean dreams, dreamt century after century,
are drowned in tears.
Atlantis, the Titanic of Plato’s era,
is no myth, but a testament to human kinds,
egotism and ignorance.

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Demetrios Trifiatis January 3, 2015 at 5:38 AM Conceptualizing Plato's Republic in such a short poem is a Titanic task! To grasp the depth of the ocean of His though just looking from the shore is an utopia, yet you have touched some aspects of the echo of his thought that have impressed me and this is to your credit! I talk from the position of a Dr. of Philosophy and Greek that I am for to comment you for your poem, Dear M.L.K.! M. L. Kiser January 3, 2015 at 3:01 PM Thank you so much, Demetrios; I am flattered. I'd been reading a book on Atlantis and it just struck me that way. Thanks again for commenting.

Sandip Goswami December 31, 2014 at 4:19 PM High class creation. I love it. I must read it again. keep it up dear. Best to you. M. L. Kiser December 31, 2014 at 4:29 PM Thank you so much, Sandip. I do appreciate the reading and comments.