Settling into a meadow brought about mellow flows of green and yellow assembled by memories they float freely on the breeze glimmering clearly off the trees lay reflections of memories like frailed Braille burnt on my mind my life looks back ancestral eyes look down on me through me and within me the realization of life before here and after here becomes crystal clear the land changes without fear the veil that once covered my eyes filling my life with lies has been removed so I set forth on this new land no longer tasseled by the lies distributed by media's eyes I am free to be
Categories:
illusional, dream,
Form: Free verse
ILLUSIONARY FREEDOMS
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS
I weep for my children and yours as well
Not savoring the freedoms I knew so well
They’ll be alright absent the thrill
Of taking an action due to their will
Taking personal positions will be the unheard
As all of us numbers will be part of the herd
You won’t be a man or a woman just a being
Lost in a queue not allowed thinking or seeing
You won’t need a name a number will do
Turn in your form and get back into the queue
Entertainment provided there’s no need to exert
Needing assistance “THEY” will provide an expert
Individual thoughts will be dangerous stances
Insurmountable obstacles to any advances
Nutrients engineered to provide what you need
With added ingredients to assist your recede
Clothing is optional,”THEY” have an approved store
Everything is free who could want anything more
And who is this generous “THEY” that we refer to
It’s the fraternal, compassionate, organic, menacing,
intimidatory government hovering over you
Categories:
illusional, america,
Form: Rhyme
SILENCE!! The sea screams with rampage
The air combating with feaces and garbage
The sound of beasts rattling like victory over carnage
What a world, so sooty the atmosphere with great rage
Where am I? I could hear the voices of silence
The shores so deserted, dressing like imaging of great tense
The argument between the trees was the only scenery with real sense
I was in a world ready to devour me with her pretense
My mind ran so fast to overcome this anonymous mistake
My body automatically became a member of field marshals, planning an escape
My archaic shoes began to imitate the awesome speed of the cheetah's display
But the world was so smart to counter my reactions and leave me dismay
Suddenly, my emotions were welcomed with a strange but familiar noise
The sound jumped into my bereft brain and identified these words
W-A-K-E U-P!!! It was the exalting salutation of my mother's voice
Was this a dream? My mind unrest with the possible certainty of this invoice
Categories:
illusional, adventure, mystery, world, sound,
Form: Free verse