Collective Poems

collective coma

plodding sky swallows a squirrel 
clinging to a gnarly tree

blemished pens bemoan 
wily wordplay 

out of nowhere 
i am sadly too late

they have built the battlefield
in a collective coma

i build sorrow
my words disappear

one gloats madly
i go savagely into twilight

flaming snakes
bite the Hanged Man

the Wheel of Fortune
spins into the Sun

From Our Collective Humanity

No time to be on the fence,
our stressed Earth wants more dedication
to her defense.
Weeping for her is not enough,
join the environmental cause, we
must be tough.
The world's children to elderly,
doing something about pollution,
climate change, it's a priority.

Save wildlife and humans for their rising,
from our collective humanity, our globe
needs reviving.
The youth of us should inherit,
an ecologically sound

Over our collective figurative eyes commander in chief pulls wool

Over our collective figurative eyes commander in chief pulls wool...

because you watch
and see that democracy will unspool
military (intelligent)
industrial complex tool
at Trump's beck and call,
where hardened soldiers
train the crosshairs of their firearms
against innocent bystanders,
especially targeting
supposedly nonestablishmentarians
(like this rebel without a clause),
who embraces win/win conflict resolution
shouting thru a megaphone
while standing atop a toady stool,
hence deployment of National

A Hammer to Apathy

Forget the cautionary calls for restraint —
this world doesn’t need saviors.
It wants hands that claw at the roots,
Sick fangs that grind old ideas to dust.

Ideas aren’t soft; they’re detonators,
charged and ready to shatter the silence.
You don’t repair a broken machine
by merely shining its rust.

The absence of thinking is a pandemic—
eradicate it like a disease.
Smash apathy

November Moon

November moon,
dangling pearl 
trailing the face of dusk
like a brooding tear.

Morpheus leads our way
through luminous sleep,
through stained glass shards of
our multiverse.

November moon, 
you languish unrealized,
in somber slumber fog.
Our mortal arousal,
our wounds are reopened.

Morpheus leads our way,
through lustrous ruminations,
through spiraling remnants of
our Megaverse.

November moon
We hardly notice you
in our narcoleptic cloud,
our emergent consciousness,
our collective imagination.

Morpheus leads our

Everyone lives in a collective hallucination they call reality, but I, a poet

Everyone lives in a collective hallucination they call reality, but I, a poet...  
I lose myself in words as if in a golden mist, wrapping each thought in a thin veil of unknown memories,  
I write and live as if tied to invisible threads that gently pull me towards a dream, a place

A Collective In Pieces

We struggle to find peace in the collective 
because we're in pieces as a whole
This fragmentation is unnatural & we're
at war with the divisive
No matter how you slice it us coming together
should be the goal
The pie in the sky is a sweet dream & those
that eat are decisive
Look to your mind for the answers for

remain collective guy

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              whut's sangfroid 
                       mean

            

* it means to

Collective Consciousness

A Quote By Rod Serling:
 There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man... a dimension as vast as space and as timeless, as infinity. 

In a conceptual world of fifth dimension there exists an unobservable micro dimension called space.  It contains an invisible loop smaller than an atom.  As

collective nouns: ten front teeth are seven thebes every day of the week

homelands / husbands / playing house / strands 
& strings of horses behind strangers lounging 
un-belonging to Thebes of Sevens or women, 
depending on how you slice matters, as a perspective 
as a twisted bark of favors 

sneaky is a wooden gift donkey at a garden gate
overbitten hinge with ten front teeth, grinning 
hidden from

the collective hubris of our indifference to ants

We walk the earth as lords of all
only judeo-christian types of course
We crush the weak and heed no call
history is written by the winners
We think ourselves the smartest race
anthills never knew Oppenheimer 
We show no mercy, leave no trace
victors are killers chewing food chain rhetoric

We build machines to serve our need
our will be done in

Collective Hearts

Remember that with a collective heart, you can connect to GOD

gather your quills, gather your words 
ink deep inside the well of your hearts 
choose phrases that resound with your soul 
Be a billboard for the broken, lonely and lost 
Advertise God's Kingdom 
with the workings of your hands 
Share your riches with those less

Collective Noun For Poets

A melancholy of poets
A suffering of poets
A torment of poets
A provoking thought of poets

An expression of poets
An inspiration of poets

A rhyme of poets
A verse of poets
A stanza of poets

An anthology of poets
A poem of poets

We are all poets
however some of us
go to the trouble
of writing it down

Collective Punishment

Our enemies the Philistines
As we were taught in Sunday school
Are extras in the battle lines
To die, as we were born to rule

What lovely racists we’ve become
Programmed to hate our nation’s foes
Eurasians and Mohammedans 
Can meet the fate our masters chose

The monstrous industry of war
Directs the western heads of state
To where the high explosives roar
To maim,

Word Bank:Holidays

Word bank: Holidays
As I am finding time difficult to manage at the moment - I thought a word bank would be a good idea for people to refer to and add comments with additional words linked to a theme. This may help you complete a poem, enter a contest or give you inspiration for a

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