I Am David, I Am King, I Am Nelson, I Am Ali
I Scintillate Internally,
I Am Strong, I Am of Brawn
I Am Samson Strong
I Am Valiant, I Am a Champion
these scars they witness, I Carry the Strength of a Thousand Men!
I Am Monumental, I Am a Mountain, in Psalms in Vastitudes
In Vicars, and Swords, and Infinitudes
I Am Powerful, I AM
Thou, are Born Bright again
Thou, bear these Wings for in Flight I just might catch Thy Light again
Catch that Night, that cold ember that sparked Thy Flame
Sword High, I Power through in Codex's of Valor
In Blades, In Luminance, in Solar Power
In Grace, perched High like Olympus Heights
Sword from Stone, from Stone I just might Take Flight
I just might Break Ranks, by Faith and Blaze towards Better Days
towards Better Ways, and by the Swiftness of the Blade, I find the Strength
Though poetry requires
a sense of rhythm-form
(for clear recognition)
approach varies greatly,
the size of the word-ship
and runway --
whether calm sailing
or raging storm --
an even glide
or extreme dive alarm --
the pilot of his poem
the Imager of his sea and sky,
some plot more
while others, haphazardly
simply take-off and fly --
what is poetry?
what is living?
calmly controlled aspirations
while the athlete pushing beyond
safe limits, what we are
secure with~ or also phantasmagoric?
thus having choice of Free-range
a poet, I believe, will often test his craft
will chance a dunk and raft
will test his life
will break-ranks
and recklessly
daringly explore it!
The spirit of Robin is well in France
2023 his ethos advanced
The middle managenent break ranks
In suppirt of freedom for people in France
Free power supplied to homes and schools
Buisnesses hospitals spared daconian rules
The goverments farce is now under lambast
Reason has ignited in the mindset of France
Robin des bois, they play your game.'
People before profit thats purely sane
We can have both..' who says otherwise
Do we a want billions? And much genocide?
Many minds can figure, solutions and ways.'
Stand walk; march, improvise i hear France say.'
Luminescent water dweller swirling svelte
Slick slid tranquil cuddles chocolate flanks
Languish in lake's fresh flow cleanses pelt
Inveigled green murk give mammal thanks
Flip of fish bodied bristle face fierce scent
Dispersing air bubble clusters break ranks
Astonished by spine kink accomplishment
Ransack gets snack refuel on sandy banks
Sharp fang archer snares mollusc, eloquent
Velvet lips emit wet grass verdant vibe knell
Frolicking gloss body, domain of free agent
Guarantees relief, feasted minuscule morsel
Rotary manuevres engrave prey unhindered
Dagger mouth rolls marble glassy carouse
Rouge show-off swims to coldest dominion
Flagrant tail track flicks a frigid drop douse
11th February
Behemoth of depths
Scrambling over each other, trying hard to be heard, interrupting, yelling out, being yourself.
We knew how to do this when we were two, and three, and four, but they socialized it out of us.
So we grew up un-learning our naturalness, un-learning our playfulness, unlearning our potential.
Sure, they say, we are going to help you with your potential, but as we fit into the lines, conforming,
Winding our real selves into the pretenders others accept, we lose our potential, because it is
Not ours anymore, it is your idea of what ours should be. When we break ranks, and run for it,
You lament that you cannot control us. Thank goodness you cannot, for the leaders, the ones who have
Stood for hundreds and thousands of others have learned to scream their truth from the roof tops,
Challenging those who think controlling others is normal. There is nothing more abnormal than that.
Recently thought of robbing a bank
If caught, I'll just call it a wee prank
If cops don't allow
Put me in the hoosegow
I'll make friends with a felon and break ranks
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