Long Czars Poems

1	A plume of dirt and grime envelops sky;
		The hellish slug of gas does creep along.
		It casts an orb three hundred stories high
		Over the Sun and ends his morning song.
		The birds and trees now stand a...

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A sizzling hot pancake metropolis
   Kingsize of all market places,
   Every mystery is salable 
   The wind and shadows move and speeds transaction times;
   And the delicious...

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May Australia consider such better times.' When the drumbeat of politics is being played, right into your minds.'
When the radios are sqawking.' And beuracrats kiss
Babys.' Then get up; onto their stages to hiss.' Each at
The...

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Chorus:
             Barack Obama
             Barack Obama
      ...

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ALWAYS FOLLOW THROUGH
By Roy Merritt

Remember ol' Joe Stalin I'm sure most of you do
A man of little compassion who would always follow through
So I guess he's an inspiration in some twisted perverted way
And I guess...

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History records the triumphs of the deserving heroes,not of tyrants,
on those eternal pages to remind Humankind of their sacrifice 
that were immensely cherished and safely  
sealed in its graceful memory;
let mine be regarded as...

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I have found my voice

at humanity’s eleventh hour

I have found my voice because

I called upon humanity’s wisdom

and asked if I can help to deliver

to you

some units of joy

and lessons of love

so I ask you to...

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Alas, we've elected bozos on both sides to again guide the nation!
(Some folks are sobbing in their ale, others are filled with jubilation!)
To rid this great nation of such knaves, here is what I would...

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"You matter," she said. Those two words. I had been feeling really down of late, like a worm that isn't even worthy of becoming bait. "Listen," I argued, "There are eight billion people on this...

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Make no mistake, in spite of 2020's terror, God's Mercy is being served on planet earth.*

Every morning, day after day, year after year, God's magnanimous mercies are endless.

Righteousness exalts nations, and its departure automatically engenders...

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Freedom Lost

Sane men know what’s going down,
but no one dares to make a sound,
and those who think this will not last,
should listen, listen, to the past.
Hear the sound of breaking glass,
the Crystal Night when windows...

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Sea Czar Caesar sees her seated on a cedar two-seater beside the East Sea Seder.  He grieves since he sees his sister, Esther Dexter, with her red festered blister, next her.  

Guinevere is...

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The color blue the color of sky 
On a bright sunny day 
And the warmth of memories 

The power and presence of a grand mind 
The eminence of one 
Blue the cool and soft hue...

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Within the pages of a book
I find sanctuary, a quiet nook,
Where I often retreat and find
The kindest heart, the vilest mind.

Whenever I just feel like getting away
From the rigors of life on any day,
I step...

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The czars and the kings will hold on to their throne chairs
until they are dragged out kicking and screaming,
tweeting all the way to their dungeons.

Nuclear winter is a few years down the road, but global...

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A jar full of oblique imagery
and jagged thorns.
A jar full of black ROOKS 
fractured symmetry 
torn pages from books.
A jar full of rusted nails 
bleeding the secret blood
Sacred and profane, 
souls haunting the halls of...

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                Oh come, oh come into the darkened night
           ...

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Her journey begins in the west
a golden globe upon her breast,
amongst a carousel of stars;
although she sleeps, she never rests.

Gazing at the heavenly czars, 
passing on a course from afar.
illuminated by the sun,
floating in an...

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I slide and  heave with brittle bones
along this pitch black tunnel , 
twisting, rolling, writhing  in  a sea of  tar.
Vapors hot and sticky 
taunt my nose,  
as thoughts of orange-red...

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Feeling the August sun
dry the pond's cool water
off of my back and shoulders.
Noticing my chin is thick
with salt and pepper stubble.
Wearing the same yellow t-shirt
for three days
without realizing.
Cooking up green bean soup
on a fire that...

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I saw her there in heaven
And she said the wine was sweet
The cherubs brought fresh flowers
To lay them at her feet

The gardens gay were covered
In green and gold and red
The bowls filled all with berries
And...

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If you prophecy the end of kings you are wrong. 
Write no epitaphs, dig no graves, taste no grief.

The new czar, a rough and worldly killer firmly fixed
this very day stirs the cauldron of war...

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Wars are fought by the children of the poor,
   those who couldn't and wouldn't dodge the draft,
      who must crawl and rush to clash with the foe,
 ...

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