Long Depravation Poems

Exclusive Birth Rights

I am German and guilty as charged by history and evil parental culpability
privileged by life and proxy thus I refuse to forget ancestral perpetration
though I propose without any diminution that systematic genocide is...

Read More

Made in Neonazia

Life wrote you and I this poem on a sunny day of watching
penguin’s colonies bathing on the beaches near Cape Town 
A splendid display of harmony of sun ocean and tourist attraction
warm sand...

Read More

( The views of a grumpy old man )

I have now for certain concluded that the nanny state thinks we are fools
I have seen our society changing I am staggered at some of the rules
No...

Read More

They Called Him Diamond

They called him Diamond still do and his colour is black like 
scorched earth frozen shadows of hell shafted and grafted on 
his scarred broken shoulders deprived of not only his name...

Read More

good morning 
good night

i walked the shadows of hidden meadows until there was a sign to the right, 
you were bathing in the light, then it all fell flat 

good morning
good night 

ride along and sing a song with vague attempts of...

Read More

Thanksgiving Day

      ~ pretty weird that it is necessary to have one day allocated during the year to give 
thanks to the harvest or anything else we might and should...

Read More

Remembering TV of the 1950s

By Elton Camp

About TV, this little account is told
From when I was twelve years old
Because it was along about then
When TV fascination did begin

The programming choices were few
The channels we received...

Read More

He walked along never looking up to the sky,
eyes constantly placed there on the ground
watching his feet, I suppose, as he trudged along.
Hands in his pocket, never a smile for anyone,
he would walk daily, to...

Read More

We scream silently as the doubt overwhelms.
Alone in this void called the world;
Our captain of this voyage has,
no one at the helm.
Passages of old journeys are but faint echoes in the winds of sorrow.
As we...

Read More

At Customs

Delayed fatigued grumpy and miserable there was I
yet another queue at Oliver Tambo on arrival another

Check scan body search and
mind games in my baggage

Damascus had been an unusual holiday destination
had firmly attached a couple...

Read More

And here I am again completely weird
But the clock it just keeps on ticking
But not the only reason why I'm tired
And my eyes they keep on flickering

When outside all these flashing lights
The sound of cars...

Read More

Ubuntu

P andemonium the polymorph perverse un-reflected paradigm of our time casts

A narchy tumultuous turmoil killing sprees beheadings senseless hatred and results from             ...

Read More

Will I ever find that place of relaxation
Again I'm awake, I'm completely weird
It's a bad case of sleep depravation
That’s why I'm always so dam tired

Eyes flickering, all these flashing lights
The sound of cars keep whishing...

Read More

Standing in the school yard
Alone and all forlorn
Trousers all threadbare
Jumper all torn
Eyes wide and frightened
Hair closely shorn.

Taunted and humiliated
Nobody on his side
No one knows the secrets
He's buried deep inside
He keeps them safely hidden
If he told...

Read More

Staring at the pieces that once were his part of his life;
They lie there scattered as if part of a jigsaw puzzle.
Perhaps they sit there waiting to be reassembled.
But why bother he asks of himself...

Read More

The wind is bickering with the night
My poor house caught up in the middle
Pawing and retreating then pouncing like a cat
It drums at the windows and
Haunts a ricochet around the room
Of some rendez-vous echo where
The...

Read More

The Journey from Crimson


Orange chakra on stage two of the journey perennial sacrum’s waves getting longer 
                  ...

Read More

Did I know this dissention might come to be?
Yes I was aware of its probability.
Did that make me any more prepared for the situation?
No I was not nor am I now.
I guess some things are...

Read More

Indolence and procrastination took me by the hand 
And standing there I didn't care for anything too grand 
I wanted to sit back and rest but couldn't find the heart 
So I stood there contemplating...

Read More

Reality, it changes
No, it always stays the same
You’ve turned too many pages
Please go back the way you came
I’ve become warped and weathered
Many pages left to write
‘Bout how “my heart’s been severed”
And how “day turns into...

Read More

Absurdity 

Behind the closed portal and the open door,
stands the lonely legless man with his paramour.
He is singing silently
in the peace of night violently
a nocturnal sunrise
of miserly giving called nameless
absurdity.

With the stroke of midnight and...

Read More

this will be a work in progress...with my b horror film afficienado friend 
john....suggestions under comments welcome:  

For near two hundred years
The house spewed death
And fear among the land
All tenants died horrible early deaths(TB)

The...

Read More

he weeps with thoughts 
of depravation,
seeking wholeness as he
is chilled to his putrefying 
bones

mossy tombs surround
abandoned graves,
ivy stretches up rock filled
with decay

the raven soars with might-
gliding over death and 
destruction, 
fearing nothing,
preying on decomposing
souls

like a...

Read More

A. W. Nutter

Firestorms struck, killing man kind
Ivory towers quickly turning to dust
Treasures and fortunes all left behind
Melting, burning and gathering rust

Nuclear winter, locks the world in ice
Destroying the rest of God's creation
Man's destruction brought on...

Read More

Poetry is like water, I drink it excessively
And speak it like its feather brushing air,
“So elegant”
Your ears seek comfort of my words to rock you to depravation
It’s so elegant sex deprives passion
From my syllables passion...

Read More