Fictions Poems - Poems about Fictions

Headline news proclaims disasters Man made climate change the fear But fewer die now, caused by weather Death rates falling year by year There are data that are false There are data that are true There are data that have little Effect on me and you All white people deeply racist Causing darker folks to cower Once a fact of observation Now a myth some...

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I use make-believe overwriting memory to bring me some peace The fiction I’ve weaved you’re at the store - you wouldn’t leave is a fool’s relief So I take mine neat sweet opiate of self-deceit my strange trick or treat *a play, in 3 Senryus* . . . ps, I write short stories too...

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After a long tired day I come home,on my bed, Listening to him; Never felt so touched, never felt so swayed This was not the classic music this time which made me pleased, The words, the unspoken pauses he took, I understood this time. The song said a lot, having deep emotions within, Felt connected to a human I never met. The silly little...

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Janissaries of Peculiar Fictions David J Walker Janissaries of Peculiar Fictions David J Walker Janissary mercenary Defender of the faith What fate awaits the imaginings Of the faithful From the thrown colored in Peculiar fictions unknown Whether worlds without end Life everlasting with Saints and angels singing on the heads of pens Or streets paved with gold bought and sold with Favors of 70 virgins in waiting...

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Creating avatars in political and law reality, contracts and controlling stability. Modus vivendi where the money flows, oceans of spirit fears in tows. Irresponsible silence of motions, honored sheep’s and their devotions. Munchausen’s syndrome via comic book, kindly bulling with every look. Home at causes, churches and cult, never able to see the own insult. Insisting on taking over and fixing things, manipulated moments for the...

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The preposterous fictions many profess to be unvarnished truth warp the very fabric of our universe -- cause those long dead to walk among us through the spectral midnights in our minds. The bone dust of those past millennia ...

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Walked in my topsiders Another path of lies and outsiders Sashayed dauntlessly in a setting of acquaintance Laugh, drink, and dance… Forget the stance For every hour’s worth of deceit This lie is my fuel to withstand my emotional defeat A night pumped with intoxication Denial is worth the suffocation. Forced by circumstances I’m living this life with little chances I am expected to feed...

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The lives of others I can not but steal. Their thoughts, their dreams, their loves, are all in books inscribed, Ripe for the taking. Their minds fit mine like new skins. It does not hurt them: book folk are not real, And I need their worlds, for my eyes described One jagged, where crimes can’t all be sins. But...

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