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“I’m fine” she lies
“It’s okay” she insists
But it’s not
“Don’t worry about it” she says
“I’ll get over it” she promises
But she won’t
Breathe
Forget it all tonight
Close your eyes and make believe that this is some other life
“Please” she thinks
“Someone help” she pleas
No one does
“Pull yourself together” she tells herself
“You’re weak” she scolds
She can handle it on her own
Cry
That’s all she ever does
Hold yourself and make believe that this is some other life
“I’m happy” she swears
“Really I’m great”
Do you believe her?
She’s so good at convincing
Paint on a smile and head on out
Who are you fooling?
Everyone but yourself.
In black hot hue
Let the volcano spew
Everything changes
Every aggression is spent
Every narcissist disappears in himself
Mayhem in the bookshelf
Nothing is immutable
Neither space nor time
Nor sun nor moon
Let alone the focus on
Sovereignty and singularity
A monolithic spree
However omnipotence
It may exude
The presidency itself
Is an interlude
Within a boundary
Of brittle ego
With tenuous commitment
To democracy
Some say angel
Many others say wretch
Time smiles
Makes a sketch of the Statue of Liberty
Dwarfing the height
Broadening the expanse
In an egocentric trance
This time is crazy
Making the rainbow hazy
However formidable
It may sound and look
Bereft of imagination and color
In future
Even the demurely looking women
Will eventually wonder aloud
And their support they would disavow
Until the sovereignty blossoms from the nucleus
Of lovely apples
Born of the flowers of the rainbow nation
November 1, 2017
For the Contest: Eight Word Challenge - 5
Sponsored by John Hamilton
This is war
Babies are being killed
No justice
For the innocents
Just injustice
No real peace
Deadly bombs
Blood painting the sad streets
Criminals
Are ubiquitous
Even in the sewers
Poor babies
Are summarily executed
What a shame
The truth is handcuffed
And shackled
Yet, we want
Everlasting peace
North and South
No justice
West and East
There's no peace
And yes, no justice
In the deadly bloody streets
Civilians are killed
Elders are baffled
No cease fire
Stop the injustice
The devils
Are roaming the streets
Bombardments
Are ubiquitous
Where is God
In this brouhaha
Stop fooling
The whole universe
Stop the lies
No democracy
It doesn't rhyme
With evil
But hypocrisy
Does not rhyme
Either with Hell
Stolen land
Is not an award
A reward
Is complicated
The Nobel Prize
Is unwarranted
Yet, we want
Everlasting peace
By no means
By any means available
And unavailable
We want peace
Friendship and justice.
Copyright© February, 2024, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry books.
Long-lost, godless, fire-breathing dragon Land.
Tiananmen tanks rolling over your fellow man.
Glean away your newborn daughter's sheen.
Scumble the villagers, drown out their dreams.
Build plastic war islands- earth-devouring dams.
The once red humble gem has become a piece of slag.
Keep them silent-slit their rice-filled throats.
Keep them blind and dumb as deep cave toads.
Strip from their callused hands-their right to vote.
You're not fooling them- not a single soul.
They're wise and know your heart is void of any gold.
They know about your dark intent to overthrow.
To put poisoned chains around earth's sweet liberty.
Into the lamb of hope, thrust your daggers deep.
Pop our naïve-fat cherry-sweetened souls.
Deal freedom a one-finger nuclear death blow.
All free men are known to believe and say,
that goodness will always overcome evil ways.
That devil's Reich that was to last a thousand years.
Was reduced to blistered memory in just a few short years.
Those black flags that once terrorized a pearled land.
Were driven deep down into the bowels of burning sand.
It may take a millennium and the granddad of all wars.
The lady with the tablet and that big old blow torch.
Will awaken and swim an ocean from Liberty Island.
To smoke that sassy red panda and feed it to the lions.
From my mother's womb I yelled into the room,
mattress on the living room floor,
my bro I replaced as the youngest, his face
as he screamed and ran out through the door.
I tell you (no fooling) my years of hard schooling
I'll remember as long as I live
Johnny Cash got it right sometimes you gotta fight
but my name isn't Sue, it is Viv.
My first crush was Joy, she beguiled the boys
with her cool attitude and demeanour,
but in the school yard I didn't try very hard
and lost out to Nigel who was keener.
My senior school was a boy's own affair,
all mortarboards, chalkdust and gowns,
atmosphere never placid, like Hogwarts on acid
at home it took hours to come down.
Exams taken and passed and so onwards at last
out into the big wide world of work,
how well did I do at my first interview
I'm surprised that they'd take on a jerk.
After six years of grammar that felt like the slammer
with no females on a daily basis
this place was Nirvana I tried to keep calmer
in this female infested Oasis.
For a short while I waited then finally dated
the friend of a colleague, named Ruth,
wedding plans from her lips, I took fright and jumped ship
I was too immature, that's the truth.
From there my next job for an extra few bob was in warehousing,
driving fork trucks,
stacks of pallets to lift on horrendous night shifts
but to honest I didn't give a hoot.
I was by then resolving with my problem solving
to find me a niche in I.T,
nine to five, air conditioned, needing no permission
to break for a smoke and a tea.
Nine years flew by me and also my family,
my mother began to be ill
I quit work and stayed home, looked after her alone
watching sadly as she went downhill.
She finally went and as was her intent I care for my youngest today,
these trials we have to bear, no-one said life was fair
but I won't have it any other way.
The good lady's poorly and sometimes I'm sorely
being tested, but I keep good cheer,
the days may seem long but I cannot go wrong-
I've got Poetry, music and beer.
For contest 'where are you from', sponsor Joseph Soper
You know…I like drinking,
But I’m not sure I like drunk.
Because then I’m stuck thinking
About the depths to which I’ve sunk.
All the insults I let loose from my lips.
Saying whatever to make sure a balance tips.
Mistruths spoken and stories just made up.
Maybe if I put the glass down I could trade up.
Maybe i could shine more clearly, like light through perfect glass
And maybe I’d stop stumbling and sounds over my lips could cleanly pass.
Because I hate what I’ve said in an inebriated state.
So I think I’ll chill for a minute; actually think straight.
I hate what I’ve decided to bet when I’m drowning
And it’s probably high time I stop fooling around and clowning.
Because 1-20 isn’t a funny number when I’m behind the wheel,
And the bottle we just bought already has a broken seal.
So instead of starting ignition by turning some keys,
Perhaps, instead of vodka, I’ll drink in the mountains, trees, and breeze.
I’m an anxious person, that can’t be denied,
And I thought that liquor could help me hide.
But anxiety becomes paranoia, which either spirals to angry or sad,
And I don’t like the paranoid person I am when I’m drunk and I’m mad.
Trust and loyalty mean nothing to a poison-drenched mind,
And though no evidence exists, I’ll make it up, then that I’ll find.
And I would like to have that all be avoided.
So I think my future alcohol purchases can be voided.
Sad to see so many books
for want of being read
dying on the library shelf
some look as tho' they're already dead
and to think I could devour them all is fiction
I would be fooling myself instead
I've consumed all the classics Shakespeare complete
but science and mathematics have me completely beat
with all the thought authors put in hate to see it go to waste
can't put a good book down once I've had a taste
the silence of the written word
drink in the view something on which to chew
speaks volumes there's so much to tell
literacy is as the Trojan Horse inside my heart the citadel
don't want to see them fall by the wayside
thrown in the weeds on the seedy side of town
not wanted around
dropped in the dump out of sight out of mind
take a look there's so many books check them out
and oh so little time
Hi! How’s life in a hell?
Meet me up and we’ll make it so well.
You have the strong will to see me smile,
Though we are so far like a million mile.
Hello! Where are you now?
Meet me up and we’ll make things so wow!
You want to talk but are good things for real?
Are you playing games that full of thrill?
We fake stories and we’re pretending it’s true.
We’re hiding so many things and we don’t have a clue.
Are we insane because we are fooling around?
You turn me to circles and make this so round.
We turn our backs and say sweetest goodbye.
Second chances won’t work if we’ll give it a try.
Thinking it again and it was such a waste of time.
We won’t see each other again and that is so much fine.
A breeze is nice, but my advice
When temperatures are soaring
Is get inside where you can hide
And cooler air is pouring.
I guarantee that with A/C
Your mood will be improving
And you can do the normal things
Like standing up and moving.
For when I get a coat of sweat
I’m cranky and I’m sluggish.
An A/C blast will get me past
To where I’m almost smuggish.
When people name what they acclaim’s
The number one invention,
It’s cars or planes or P.C. brains
But what they rarely mention
Is B.T.U.’s, so I’ll effuse
On how they help with cooling.
Without A/C, well, woe is me!
(And really, I’m not fooling!)
We went from summer time crushes while playing in the park.
Remember sitting on my porch when days became dark?
To romancing through our twenties while still becoming ourselves.
Had struggles, left and returned because we knew we were fooling ourselves.
Fights caused from our family norms that weren't the same
Fighting for our existence battled through the shame and blame.
We overcame our struggles with passion and snuggles.
Now we own a home and share child with your last name.
Young faces now wrinkled, hairs turning grey ...
Hope our lover is eternal and you feel the same way.
Love me eternally.