Long Movers and shakers Poems

Honey, why doesn't the United Nations include the First Nations?

Are you asking about Babylon
or Native Americans?
Who were, at the time,
thought to be more like wild Indians
by the movers and shakers of rapid industrializing history.

What about...

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You knew you were going to die. 1
And yet you came, thinking no matter how insane,
the man on the seat of power would never want you dead
… it would be too much on his head.

And...

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You have unfailingly demonstrated your love
      every law     supporting      our galaxy
is so      harmonious   ...

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I know it’s easier to catch a breeze or two, once we have been around the bend. We should take the time to watch the leaves among the trees every now and then. We should...

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SYRIAN REFUGEES

I'm watching a programme on telly
About the Syrian refugees
Men and women and children
Humanity brought to its knees

I'm watching the desperate faces
The terror and hunger and fear
They're facing their ultimate nightmare
And me? Well I'm just...

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Date:  June  2045

Damali was in the mood to gain
Knowledge.  who better to learn
From?  Then the Major Maverick 
Master my favorite uncle. Damian."
He sought Damian. Found him in
His den. "Hey Dad, I...

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Boot it up baby cause the search is on top
We looking for filler and none of that slop
The stuff we call primo, Chivas and that sensie
The limo and jetplane, jewels and clemency
A forgiveness of feeling...

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Zoomanity

Ponderous pretense 
blindsiding any ability to cope, to hope, the 
fabric of reality gropes, worn 
Torn, promises shredding like swilly alibis	
Hoovers and fakers 
backing into their mangled apocalypse,
can only stammer and stare
Movers and shakers denying...

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Why must the American people keep asking why
The FBI always seems to get a Bye
When accountability for one's actions
Should be so high
Persecution of so many a- lister's stuck in the public's eyes
Though they deserve the...

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I want to write a poem about men
Because I love men so much
I think they are the coolest creatures on earth
Regal and proud
They have their own way
Of what they think their world should be ruled
They...

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sitting down at their desk
they open up the manila folder of the recently
“let go” & 
muster up the audacity 
to draw up a psychological profile of said individuals
based on what little had been documented of...

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Strange Fruit choreography 
speaks to me of seeing 
and smelling 

this strange evil fruit 
of hatred 
and bigotry 
and fear 

and straight white man 
perpetual menace. 

Choreographing trauma 
only infrequently translates words
of DarkHole poems

Rhetoric hoping...

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I’ve walked the city streets
marveled at the night lights
and majestic high buildings
seeming to silence the sky
a blot of darkness, for nothing
is visible above the eaves--
top floors reserved for
Penthouse gods and goddesses…

I’ve witnessed the motion
spoken to...

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They vacate their personality
They put their hands above their level of subsistence
They paint themselves gold in the midst of admirers
They paint their lying lips with their lipstick of deceit
They divide themselves Like Landed properties

They delude...

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What if, we are all being lied to
What if, all the facts are untrue
What if, they just want to control you
What, if it's true, do you do?

What if, when we had the plandemic
What if, it...

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Butchers, bakers, and candlestick makers 
Wound up famous in a nursery rhyme 
Plied their trades, were movers and shakers 
Remembered from a long-forgotten time. 

If I were famous, would it be for naught, 
For some...

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Warfare, what is fair about war?
People are suffering everywhere.
Death, Destruction, Dignity lost.
Horrendous acts without counting the cost,
Of the irreparable damage caused by war
What is war for?

War is the ultimate sin,
That festers and grows
Once it begins
It...

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On the edge she sits, a frail nonentity;
neither bloom nor spirit, nor secure identity,
as forlorn and shy she trembles, a man
asks her to dance, she must decline.

Stuck in a bubble, just missing the boat,
floating past...

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I Drove my Bugatti,
to my Buddy's "G's party.
I didn't know many there,
at my Buddy "G's party.

Poet's day Trader's,
The Movers and Shakers.
Some Star Movie Makers,
The Cruisers and fakers,
Dancer's and Sailor's.
Rock Music Player's,
With "G's" Party favors.
Classic Hip...

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On the edge she sits, a frail nonentity;
neither bloom nor spirit, nor secure identity,
as forlorn and shy she trembles, a man
asks her to dance, she must decline.

Stuck in a bubble, just missing the boat,
floating past...

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We were the future once
	full of hope and promises
We’d change the world, 
        set it on a course
	to freely love, laugh and sing and dance,
   ...

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On the edge she sits, a frail nonentity;
neither bloom nor spirit, nor secure identity,
as forlorn and shy she trembles, a man
asks her to dance, she must decline.

Stuck in a bubble, just missing the boat,
floating past...

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On the edge she sits, a frail nonentity;
neither bloom nor spirit, nor secure identity,
as forlorn and shy she trembles, a man
asks her to dance, she must decline.

Stuck in a bubble, just missing the boat,
floating past...

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COLOR FORMS

The movers and shakers of art delight.
In the shadowbox-brain they regain sight.

Dear Dorothy clicks her sarcoline heels.
Her striped boat sailing on sea-hued teals.

Zenith dawn blazes in coquelicot hue.
The artist’s tipsy trees blushed pink and...

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He's not in a hurry, he takes his sweet time 
A man once rich, now worth but a dime
Twenty years sober, a hard drinker he was
Frequenter of casinos, in his long-ago buzz

A man who stumbled...

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