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Fog of War (Attrition)
Had they forgotten nothing?
Or perhaps remember too much.
Amidst the air-raid siren signals.
This is the way of our village.
Faded ghosts and tumbling graves.
While the overcast clouds refuse to break,
In unison. Though our chapel is a beacon,
It is now empty. The signals remain.
We could hear the cries from afar.
Crimson red light flashes across the sky.
As we wonder, are we all going to die?
Silent ashes, veils of ruin, displacement
Spread like hot lava, rushing over russet
Color stains blood on the pavement.
The blood of the system collapses.
Onto life without boundaries that can’t
Be contained, regional empire tectonic
Shift in the fractured border line.
Meanwhile, the reprisal intensifies.
It’s mortified chants: time to die!
This defiance is a persistence to annihilate,
Their existence, a devastating conflict,
Ominous looms in a shaded view.
Strife ravaged, has stripped life out of
A vacuum in this infrastructure population
Now fleeing their homeland.
Migrant echoes remnants of the past, now
Haunts the present; shadows of tomorrow.
With nothing but wounds that never fully heal.
This place was once their residence; every scene
Now fades into decay.
An endemic war cycle; disturbance, systematic,
On an unprecedented scale that persists.
While the people suffer unforgettable years.
She is a Battle Babe
make you mouth her as a FAV. ,
all her work an automatic save, a rage'n rave,
getcha cravin the ultimate poetic shave
makin demons a quick grave and enticin angels to misbehave,
She's a Battle Babe, no chance her style fades, she got genius in spades,
covert clout leavin you shamed with sheer doubt, livin to learn her upshot ways,
offend ya with a biting wit, pen ya witha whip whetted on the blood of your best days,
love ya like a lionized legionare, waste ya like a puny prisoner pinned against her spiked legs,
wicked wrath and affectionate genuflection the perfection of the Battle Babe's barbarous pathways,
the Patron Poetess of the Lady Ink Crew not fearin you, not hatin you,
she's just beatin every ounce of you
You say she's crazy, lazy and hastey
some sort of Prima Donna in distress lost in lunacy pastey,
but this is simply a rumor reflected from your own filthy and phony majesty,
she prepares for battle settled and seasoned
like a lioness in love with the last hour of hunger
quiet and confident, instincts infallible in Society's saddistic scramble,
pupils green aglow, piercing the pale lies of this business' infatuation with profit's ramble,
the salt of twilight stings her senses, your stunted reaction she will savor
thoughts of your company falling from her K-9's kill of what was once friendship once reasoned,
she will annihilate facts in the false traffic of your tabulated fantasy,
she will destroy you for assuming truth in sunshine made from touted travesty -
J.A.B.
Let's cast these words at a funeral like shards in clay pots
like hard sounds n bright noise of memories of this lot
of feelings real and surreal meant
of just lies like this life as words are hard
like knifes deep in one's side casting thoughts
to the earth like stars falling in after birth
these words of love and hate are bitter and sweet
of memories forgetting and of everything
in echos of fate as the life that once was
I stand here and reminisce about a world
how it was, with this my love, my friend,
my enemy, my faith, now a hole is torn
into my reality, an opening to nowhere, nothing at all
I remember it all as it was and more than I care for my love
I despise you, you're my world, my nucleus
of all I have, is words left and nothing at all
all is ash, in this place, drifting across this earth
lets these words rebound resonate and decimate
the whole earth, my empty heart, my empire of dirt
let these words at a funeral hang in the air
like the words of the damned, the swords of Damocles
the vapors of crematorium the ghost of the doomed
the deaths, we all take, let these words annihilate
lets these works be like glass shattering in the atmosphere
casting thoughts to the ground
let's cast these words at a funeral like shards in a clay pot
like hard sounds of bright noise in memories of this lot
and feelings real, surreal meant to be
lies are like this life and words are hard
razors deep in one side, casting to grounds
like thoughts to the earth, stars falling in after birth.
Honest salesman is a semi-oxymoron
Just like an honest politician
Please do not laugh, all lawyers or
Accountants are not crooks. When the door
Is wide open a mouse, a rat, a cockroach
Would me more than happy to approach
Some politicians have tried to be better
And more credible. Some are men/women of honor
However, others are pathological liars
They are professionals who behave like traitors
They think that the "truth is not the truth". They're confused
Lies are lies. Dogs are dogs. Politicians play politics
Call the exterminators to annihilate the ticks
Liars always ignore the truth. Please, let's not mused
In politics, it is probably not easy to be too honest
Because so much is involved. Let's chase the pests
The corrupt politicians who are ruining everything
And destroying the dream. Let them flee. Let's ring
The bells. Not all politicians are crooked or criminals
That's true. I am not lying, just check the election polls.
Copyright © November 2018, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
Fire, fire, countless fires
Fire of hate that nobody admires
Fire that hurts, maims and kills and innocent victims
Fire that burns, cremates and destroys many buildings
Fire that is misused
Fire that is diffused
Countries with more firepower rule
A gangster with a heavy fire is used as a fool
As a deadly instrument or tool to bully
To murder and to eliminate potential enemies
Fires of hate, fires of hell that kill families
Fire, fires, uncontrollable fires on the sea
Fire, natural fires in California
Fire, deadly fires in Gaza
More fire, more power, more firepower
More power, more fire and more back-asswards power
Fire in the kitchen to cook gourmet food, delicious dinner
At the fancy cocktail hour
That’s my kind of fire, that’s good fire
Fire, fire, and ceasefire! Nobody wants war
Because war is hate, war is hell at the bar
War is nothing but an evil fire
War is not a game. War is not natural
War is a disaster. War is a man-made hell
War is a waste of human lives and resources
More water to kill all of fires and all sources
The world needs good fire to protect the environment
The world wants peace throughout the continent
God created One World, One People and One Race
And man invented division and many races in this space
Man created nepotism, money, hate, envy, discrimination
Terrorism, color, greed, betrayal, suffering and corruption
Fire, fires, ceasefire! We need rain, more water to quench the fire
We need Love to annihilate hate and more love to fire
The evil leaders that are destroying our World, our Universe
We want Peace and good fire for our World, for Our Universe.
Copyright © January 2025, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
History cried out at a heinous cost
'Twas when millions of Jews their lives had lost
Dead bodies in concentration camps filled
In the name of Anti-Semitism, killed
Pogroms, mass shootings to annihilate
Gas chambers and vans to asphyxiate
Germans, they thought they were superior
Slew the Jews with motives ulterior
Forced to work in extermination camps
Labour till death his sickle around tramps
God's chosen race fighting for every breath
Nazis became the harbingers of death
{The Holocaust, also known as the Shoah, was the World War II genocide of the European Jews. Between 1941 and 1945, across German-occupied Europe, Nazi Germany and its collaborators systematically murdered some six million Jews, around two-thirds of Europe's Jewish population. The murders were carried out in pogroms and mass shootings; by a policy of extermination through work in concentration camps; and in gas chambers and gas vans in German extermination camps, chiefly Auschwitz, Belzec, Chelmno, Majdanek, Sobibór, and Treblinka in occupied Poland}
09.19.2020
For William Kekaula's "A Historic Event" poetry contest
??EVERGREEN??
Green Panther, does wearing green
Or being homegrown and living as indigene
equals patriotism and makes you ever green?
Does staying or returning to your home country
signifies patriotism and make you unchary?
Your choice annihilate your reality as a being.
Like a garden, no black nor blue is ever seen.
Living matutinal lifestyle, I resurge to green thoughts
to exeunt in green array, occupying my daily slot.
Don't change but embrace the greenness of nature;
Your legacy remains irrespective of life's puncture,
only if you decide your destiny with your own signature.
VickManuelPoetry {VMP}
Form: Rondeau Prime (12 lines).
Copyright©July 14th, 2022.
In January of 2022, In the heart of Henize 2-10 galaxy, located 30 million light years away, in the Pyxis constellation, a black hole was observed, birthing new stars, thanks to Science, the NASA's Hubble Space Telescope saw it.
The black hole was the annihilator
Known for its capacity to consume
Even the largest of stars varnish
When any ventures near enough
The abyss has become a mother
Correcting life misunderstandings
Where impostors have led the way
Leading humanity to serve human ego
Life in death is further confirmed
Black as the mother is now obvious
While the universe continues unfolding
More lessons will come from the truths of life
Black and blue boo boo bruises courtesy hurled Bobo box
No matter I sustained multiple contusions about the face and neck and minor head concussion after the missus tossed an unopened box of five apple pie stuff'd oat bites in my direction (what got whisked - as clocked by yours truly at lightspeed), nevertheless (whew), no permanent damage prevailed regarding the cherished goods.
While recuperating in the hospital bed,
I decided to craft incident report,
(yet refuse to implicate the missus)
quickly letting fingers
skitter across keyboard
couched with divine intervention,
cuz yours truly nearly got declared dead,
thus the following words quickly typed
before creative juices fled
despite skeptical readers,
who might immediately deduce
that I rightly ought to be
declared out of my talking head
thankful caring empowered
stalwart connections qua invaluable friends
gifted with emergency lifeline when pitted
with suicidal ideations, predilections,
utilizations fostering existential crisis,
hence resilience taught to thwart
self harmful and hurtful modus operandi
thru the dogma, ethos,
and faith of worthiness
and in remembrance of JED,
(whose founders lost
above mentioned son to suicide),
thus inadvertently halting epidemic,
whereby teens and young adults
offered mental health resources
by building resiliency and life skills,
promoting social connectedness,
and encouraging help-seeking
and help-giving behaviors
through nationally recognized programs,
digital channels, and partnerships,
as well as through the media
spreading the word
to cope against desire to annihilate self
(think nihilistic existentialism)
receiving immediate access
to forge an excellent outlook
reliable material broadcast
across social media platforms
exemplifying and identifying linkedin
ingenious and innovative modus operandi
such as promulgating hotline
flown like the goodyear blimp
videre licet zeppelin made of lead
clearly displaying credo
(which unfortunately never came to my aid -
just another statistic courtesy anorexia nervosa)
summed up as Ned:
A character education program that uses a cartoon character named NED to promote kindness and excellence in schools. NED is an acronym for "Never give up, Encourage others, and Do your best".
Ice say... water we dew wing to planet Earth?
Tis appalling *****sapiens legacy,
the future survival of species can ill afford
hence we must not dodge and dart away,
but heed urgent call to arms decree fiat,
lest vast gamut of flora and fauna
deprived their rightful respect
courtesy ewe buick wit us ram
me bipedal hominids wresting
driver's seat and steering fate
all species unfairly doomed
analogous to horse and buggy
only far worse, whereat naked ape
that nasty short tempered and brutish
beast finagled, hijacked, besotted,
usurped... sacred covenant taurus
once illustrious precious habitats
escorted to shreds
innocent plants and animals, we
signalled anonymous poetic mouthpiece,
cuz world wide webbed tapestry
irreparably tattered, thus swiftly tailored
measures beg critters to needle
arrogantly depraved, galling humans
violating, tormenting, ruining...
basket of deplorables mankind
violently, obnoxiously, indiscriminately...
destroying carte blanche - absolute
zero guilt whittling, vaporizing,
uglifying, trampling, slashing, razing,
quashing, paving, oppressing,
eradicating, devaluing, burning...
once upon a time edenic oblate spheroid
now crowded house overpopulated
teeming billions wantonly annihilate
at expense of avast extinction
to sustain global industrialization
kickstarting lamentable machinations
spindling, fondling, mutilating
permanently desecrating scarring
wreaking havoc rendering uber
terrestrial plain untenable
massacring, incapacitating Gaia,
she unable to shuck off yoked aggressive
lymphatic, metastatic, narcissistic...
asphyxiation, choking, eradication
biological diversity flummoxed
hounded, jackknifed, liquidated
promulgating me, no matter futile
effort to appeal against doom
fervent clemency against
effrontery, queasy temerity...
mercilessly rained down pell mell
upon inimitable mother nature
unspeakable, unpardonable, unforgivable...
despicable, horrible, ineradicable... demise
affecting every living organism.