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Greys, Part III
Temerity, the crux of the Human Way -
We dominate what we can,
Deride the rest -
But the heart speaks in terms the tongue cannot frame,
Suggesting the worst is a part of our best
The ashen taste behind the use of insignificant powers
Tempers our pride in the midst of triumphant hours.
Beneath the greening of the summerwarmed Earth
Corruption proceeds in its slow work
Feeding the living on the fruits of its breakage
Of the form and substance of the dead.
The cold rain slanting down from leaden clouds
Softens and enlivens roots deep in the loam,
The desiccated pulp of yesterday's life
Many voices speak
In the pattering tears of the sky:
Many voices, not understood by the educated mind,
Not grasped by refined understandings:
Heard, interpreted in the dark chambers
At the center of the soul,
Where the meanings of things old as this world
Quietly abide,
Resting in the silent center -
The fertile graveyard of our primal thoughts.
The rain calls to us through its wall of grey
Addressing our Pride
Mixing truths forgotten with truths regained
The rain speaks, saying, among other things -
What are the monuments of Men
The works of their timid day?
The mountains that this Earth brought forth
In fevered fury, long ages ago
Have long outlasted the whole of your race.
These are Her monuments, and yet
For all their strength and glory,
I -
The humble soft rain,
I -
Have washed away whole chains of them;
For I persist,
Returning and returning,
Ages but moments to me.
We can watch our glories dissolve
Stone upon stone, great edifices rise
To crumble and fall again
Forgotten and fractured, always being replaced
By other stones upon stones
Which will decay in their due turn.
Impermanence is the standard
Of human affairs
The common complaint in which everyone shares
Consider with me those things that do last,
Thoughts and emotions which fade not with the past.
The Tory an heartless beast no morals.
They harm those that need help most, regardless
Their retarded approach harms less able
their mission to hit the poor the hardest.
Private educated school boys clueless
to those whose lives are spent broke,penniless.
Societys have's, harming the have nots
no fair society just dog eat dog .
Schools with unqualified teachers, how foolish
Doctors surgeries full of sick patients
Disabled blameless discrimination
the homeless punished for being homeless.
Don't be a self serving clueless Tory.
think of others have some humanity.
17052016 sorry mr shakespeare. I just murdered a sonnet
TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT
I may be thought aloof and cold
Maybe even more so, as I’m old
Not dull lead, nor yet shiny gold
Perhaps a weird sense of humour
Yet all along, it may be a tumour
If unsure, I will never just leave it
I’m well educated, that’s for sure
On this, never challenged before
Perhaps I was ever seeking more
But knowledge, it’s not all by far
Self confidence, not being a star
I aimed high and I did achieve it
I feel love, some may say muted
But to superficial I am less suited
As in depths, my mind is rooted
Yet I will still look for inspiration
As life offers so little explanation
Me, lovable, I’d hardly believe it
Truth is an elusive beast.
Veiled by the cloak of deceit.
Truth is a laser light.
Only found by those who seek.
Truth can cut one to the quick,
When square in the face it hits.
Truth a precision scalpel,
Surgeon tool that does the trick.
Severs bonds of hypocrisy.
Removes the blinders of hate.
Truth never arrives uninvited,
Thus, dull darkness of deception,
Eases into every ideology.
Feasting in minds of educated arrogant.
Flowing out from intellectual ignorant.
Excreting greed, graft, hate, and hypocrisy.
Truth never resides in the middle.
For it is always right of left,
Occasionally appears left of right.
Truth by its nature must choose sides.
For when it comes to wrong or right,
Truth in the middle cannot abide.
Light of truth the great surgeon.
Seek the surgeon he will set you free.
I lived a true Romeo and Juliet experience,
meeting my love at the art gallery one winter day.
I loved art and writing poetry,
he liked to draw pictures.
My family was considered poor,
he was educated, rich, a traveler of the world.
My life was mindless with no future until I met him.
One evening he took me to a movie,
and that movie is forever meaningful to me.
The next day he gave me a blue heart-shaped pendant.
My very own heart of the sea,
I still wear it as a memory.
He believed in making each day count,
oh, our first kiss- he whispered, trust me.
I felt like I was flying,
and he said, I will never let go.
Then one winter day he crashed his car through ice,
a thousand knife's stab my heart forever and ever.
If he could talk to me,
in that dying breath- he would say,
promise me, you will never give up, no matter what.
I call his name a thousand times in dreams,
and our love will go on and on and on.
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September 15, 2016
Poetry/Narrative/A Woman's Heart Is A Deep Ocean
Copyright Protected, ID 16-829-264-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
The movie inspiration is Titanic
For the contest, Movie Mania- Romantic
sponsor, Nicola Byrne
Sixth Place
Rage from the South that spread nationwide
It was the chant for Civil Rights
Names that come to mine are Dr. Martin Luther King, Jesse Jackson, Medgar Wiley Evers and many others
Freedom Riders in their ride for justice as well
This is the exploration back into Civil Rights Memories
The 1960’s was the march in distances for all races and the block of obstruction
Maneuver Brothers and Sisters as we have a mission at hand
Rise up and stir up the need for Civil Rights
Voting rights can’t be a plot to endanger
Togetherness apart won’t accept
It is for good reason to rebel
Good Trouble from Congressmen John Lewis eyes
Spreading the word out to the world in acknowledge
Voice of anguished reason through Dr. Martin Luther King
“We must breakdown the barriers that’s holding the nation hostage as we must make Freedom ring”
Washington, DC, the main focus and center point to carry out the Civil Rights task in voices being heard
Civil Rights must be strong as a solid Mountain
With Faith, Mountains get be moved into victory
Together we must all stand
Civil Rights the ultimate demand
Dr. King was our “Mission Control” and our Leader in keep fighting and don’t stop until victory has won
Dr. Kings efforts was to unite the nation
Civil Rights being reality
I am a product of CUNY MEDGAR EVERS COLLEGE
I stand before you
The motto was, “Never be silent and speak out on injustice”
Civil Rights educated
Dr. Martin Luther King achieved in the Civil Rights movement, but in 2026, the powers that be want to abolish it out
Unconstitutional theory on the minds of Washington, DC
It’s not over until the final chapter of Civil Rights Solvency is completed
From the Mountains to the valleys below extending across the country from major cities after major cities to the fields of the nation, and keep the fire hot and holding steady in fierce in keeping Civil Rights alive for years to come
Dr. King’s dream cannot go in vain
Freedom through Civil Rights must take aim at precise and determination
That’s your motivation
Brothers and Sisters, we all have been called in continuing the Dr. King agenda
We must come together in unity in which was were created with the mission at hand
We will overcome no doubt, and our sunrise and sunset will be our walk on into journey on
Rise up.
Have I been too long at the fair?
by Michael R. Burch
Have I been too long at the fair?
The summer has faded,
the leaves have turned brown;
the Ferris wheel teeters . . .
not up, yet not down.
Have I been too long at the fair?
This is one of my earliest poems, written around age 15 when my family was living with my grandfather in his house on Chilton Street, within walking distance of the Nashville fairgrounds. I remember walking to the fairgrounds, stopping at a Dairy Queen along the way, and swimming at a public pool. I believe the Ferris wheel only operated during the state fair, so my “educated guess” is that this poem was written during the 1973 state fair, or shortly thereafter. I remember watching people hanging suspended in mid-air, waiting for carnies to deposit them safely on terra firma again, neither all the way up nor all the way down. Keywords/Tags: Fair, State Fair, Amusement, Amusements, Carny, Carnies, Ferris Wheel, Roller Coaster, Leaves, Dangling, Suspended, Fall, Falling, Limbo, Big Top, Big Show, Circus, Carnival, Sideshow, Gypsy, Gypsies, Summer, Autumn, Child, Childhood
I sat in your office
Feeling you as one I could trust
Vulnerable need, open
You, doing what you must
I thought you saw me
Equal and educated
But no...I...another patient
A person, heavily medicated
With a stroke of your pen
You wrote away my value
Hallucinations, depression
Convicted, on the way to the gallows
What have you to do with me
How dare you see HIS hand
How can your dim eyes see
Your hardened heart, understand
I am not in need of your care
I finally accept your view
Your experience of me
Is nothing new
...crazy, worthless...but anointed...what else can I do
Written by Trudy Schrader on 05-06-2026
Note: The way physicians see mental illness
I heard today
a corporate goal
"To free the world of cancer."
What I heard, instead,
"To free the Earth of human toxic nature."
Often rooted
in feelings of not belonging,
not being good enough,
not even fitting in sufficiently,
too toxic,
unbenign,
too loudly aggressive
and/or quietly sinister
to be known and appreciated as I am,
as we are
and can deeply learn to love.
Feeling unappreciated
and excluded
can easily confuse discrimination felt effect
with explicit intent to discriminate against
one-self
Can confuse left-hemisphere deductive cultural privilege
with Straight
White
Male
middle-class through filthy rich
Militaristic-Capitalistic-Fundamentalist Supremacy.
I worry
our left-hemispheres invest too much
in from-above theologically-driven
retributive justice for sins of our Fathers
and anthropocentric analysis
Before noticing possibilities
for win/win economic/ecologic prime relationship
co-passionate empowering bilateral feelings
responsible ego/eco wants
ecofeminist needs,
longings to win by others losing their patriarchal sense of belonging,
longings to win with EarthBound Others winning,
longings to not lose too awfully much more
while over-privileged
over-fed
over-watered left hemispheres
And emotively under-educated
right hemispheres continue to lose hope of safety,
to lose faith in economic/ecological co-investment
through resilient/resonant cooperative thoughts
and feelings and actions,
non-violent communications and co-educations
featuring GoldenRule energy democracy
listening before performing,
acting and reflecting,
regenerating positives and degenerating negatives
Which generally involves
a great deal more curiosity-driven listening
for win/win neglect,
And a lot less brazenly proclaimed shaming
and blaming
for past win/lose abuse,
like a cancer
rabid and viral Yang
overpopulating living Earth
while not worshiping Her
Right hemisphere
sacred flow of yin-time
dipolar co-arising
ecologically co-relational
health-resonant
warm-latticed womb
of energy democracy motions
more win/win empowering
benign
organic peace,
ease supplanting disease.
A free education for all people in our nation,
This is the country I want and need.
Creating future adults who can think and resource,
And adults who can forge and lead.
All children educated to the best of their ability,
Improving their ability to build.
Every child given the same chance to be creative,
Professional, savvy and skilled.
If everyone in the country waxes equality,
For growth and maturity to learn.
Then industry will thrive with fresh, robust ideas,
Our flame will vigorously burn.
Steadily burning from people wanting to grow,
Not from adults, spoon fed as they grew.
The spoon leads to entitled self-import,
Rather than an efficient business minded world view
The writing's on the wall,
A thorough free education for all.