Today I’m grateful that to be on the same page as Elliot Page
and wish more people could see the world through his/their eyes…
“Everyone deserves to feel love” he/they says
“Equally
without shame
and without compromise”
By barren sands, the weary streets do sprawl,
Where voices rattle in the iron dusk,
And hollow laughter rises, wan and thin.
The city groans beneath a leaden sky,
Where smoke and sorrow mingle, thick and gray,
A wasteland woven close with wire and sin.
We shuffle on, led by the shuffling feet,
The broken rhythm of the heartless heart,
As neon blinks and chokes with dying light.
Desire whispers in the crowded dark,
Promises drift in currents cold and stale,
And hope clings tight to shadows out of sight.
Here memory fades like water down the drain,
Filtered through grates of time and rusted hate.
The children play, the elders stare, alone,
Each captive in a glassy cage of bones.
Yet still, I trace faint roots of hidden springs,
In ruins, soft as moths, a life begins.
Darwin's animal is writing poetry,
Nietzsche's Ubermensch is learning idolatry.
Cockroach won't leave early,
He will wait for the bread crumbs dearly.
The embezzler is talking riches,
His nightmares are all about witches.
"THE GRADIENT" decides, "THE GRADIENT" presides,
"THE GRADIENT" is the tradeoff which can suffice.
Come as you may, come as you will,
Come to the wrongdoer and make him pay the bill.
Yates , Elliot & Ezra Pound are in talks with the devil,
Crawly has arranged rendezvous up the hill.
Poems have started rhyming,
But there is still no silver lining.
I want to go up the hill,
But the master won't agree to my will.
Mr. Frost is talking to me, he is asking me to tie the net,
And not to play tennis without a bet.
Pierre Elliot Trudeau,
prime minister of Canada for 15 years, now this is a man to know;
a colorful personality mobbed by throngs of cameras and adoring female youth,
yet it is his many political decisions that haunt us still- oh, that is our truth !
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January 22, 2019
Poetry/Clerihew/Pierre Elliot Trudeau
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1107-191-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Educate Me With Humor, Leader Clerihew
Sponsor, Andrea Dietrich
Third Place
I leave no footprint
and cast no shadow
the water won't ripple
when I dive in-
but wherever I go,
I feel it all
because all is within me,
as it always has been.
Encouraging
life
like
its
outspokenly
thoughtfull
This is the news
about a fox in a box,
a hare so slim so short and thin
on the prowl
the fox lets out a howl his tummy starts to growl
he begins his hunt
with a big grunt
he started to stare
with a big glare
So scarce so scared
that the fox makes a huff
the hair makes a puff
After a fight
so tight
the fox has won
The hair is dead
the fox goes to bed
The flamboyant Pierre Elliot Trudeau,
Canada’s 15th Prime Minister, known for saying fuddle-duddle you know.
Also established the Charter of Rights and Freedom,
Wish he was still alive, we surely need him.
Written October 9, 2012
For Andrea Dietrich’s contest
“a fresh batch of Clerihews”