Best Scavenged Poems

I.

In the beginning was the Single Stroke Roll—
left-right, left-right, the primordial heartbeat
of existence itself, each alternation a binary choice
between being and non-being, the eternal paradiddle
of consciousness striking against the drumhead of reality.

Listen: the Buzz Roll of morning traffic—
ten thousand souls creating multiple bounces
against the stretched...

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Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And sadly...i start to drive.
Through the unremarkable village with its tall 
Georgian Bay window panes, lightless,
devoid of visages; outwardly staring back at my 
Abject countenance with detached contempt and utter disdains.
Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And i start...

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On many long, drawn out nights, his routine was to
shuffle aimlessly along dimly lit city streets.
Much of the time, his only companion was a
concealed remnant of cheap bottled wine. He
scavenged for food and money. He would walk
enveloped in deep, weighty shadows and
halo laden street lights....

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Pamphlets of Prophets

And in the barren face of sanity
I scavenged 
For hope

Hope between the bleeding
Stain

Full forces littered the bodies
Pamphlets of prophets
In useless streets

Streets paved with dead
Dreams

Burning crosses
Burning flags
The caricatures of hate

Hate in the Holy walls and domes of
Jerusalem

And in the coloured face of madness
I found...

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The howling of the lone gray wolf
His fingerprint sound waves
Reaches out to his alpha female
And to enemies like staves

His hunt unfruitful this night 
No ungulates found alive
Few scavenged tidbit pieces
Barely enough to survive

His alpha mate heavy with pups
tucked into the warm den
Hunger gnawed away at...

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Trodden down and beaten out,
That is me for you and whole of the world.
While inside me I still shout,
"Wait to see my rage unfurled". 

Since long have I been messed and marred,
Raped, ravaged, killed and scavenged.
Undaunted still I have dared
To get all those wrongs avenged....

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Holy Georgina
Mother of Regina
Pray for me in this sanctified arena
That I may escape your Hurricane Katrina

With your scintillating fingers around my oesophagus
How do I stop your wind and take a breather?

Maybe it was I that summoned the phoenix 
From the ashes,
Granted!
I must have conjured your...

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The honesty of kin, childhood, the win
to have it all, the prize, the goal,
a Mother's prayer, the senseless maul,
somewhere within my reach, still small!

The hot wheel, faded, paintless steel
within my hand ~ my heart did feel
my Son, but three or four reveal
his coping, his new...

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As a talisman around my neck, I wear a glass magnifier.
Now where ever and whenever there is sun, I can make myself a fire
and cook food I have scavenged to kill any harmful bacteria,
or boil water free of all parasites that can cause dysentery and...

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Crawling through the dirt trying to get back to my perch, 
where I once sang so free and acted happily 
in the sunshine of my life things were really going well.

A fall from broken wings, I fell into the dust, 
choking there at first waiting...

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He spent the night seeking the smoke of the lucky
for the things once known:
the warm bed, the place to shower, the cup of hot coffee
and the things unknown.
He wandered deeper into the city where the burdens get heavy.
He found himself on the empty streets that...

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i dreamt
i moved into a apartment
with an old brick wall
and its decaying face
the old light hanging from a thread
swings on the open breeze
from the window
time seems to slow down to a crawl
so i can see each and every flaw
so i can feel each and every...

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I don’t know why crowd cover this,
Atmosphere full of air pollution
River full of chemist contamination 
I don’t know why seedy cover this.

There are buildings stand sturdy
As the inner of economic
As the base of legality
As the nodal of metropolitan cosmic

But slumber still mushrooming
They have and they...

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THE KING AND THE FOOL
by H.B.Ussach

Folks talk of the long war between a king and a fool,
   when peasants and pawns clashed to see one rule;
From pre-cast castle keeps company banners fly 
    like medieval flags of old,
And from ketchup-stained...

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The shell remains, picked clean by
Hungry vultures, ravenous with greed-
Eyes, gouged out, now vacant in their stare.

Raw morsels of choice bits and parts,
Unsparingly stripped or torn away, and
Soft gutted vitals furtively devoured,
Totally filled the needs of scavengers who
Yielded to hunger and shared the feast.

Cruelly, the...

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