Long Objectivity Poems

I believe that I am..., but I dare ask the question.                        ...

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1. Lunar Perspective #1

month long day and night
also sees earth wax and wane
no season penchant


2. Lunar Perspective #2

moon's sun mimics earth's
earth pirouettes on star stage
sun’s smile Cheshire Cat


3. Lunar Perspective #3

moon turns once per month
lunar...

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Observer,
Though impartial, I can never be as
I try to see you through others eyes.
Today you will be just a man—
Past his youth, not yet elderly,
Though you show signs of aging.
Your dark hair, now sports silver,
Or...

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Each just a bit afraid and broken
I’m tired of being Americas token
I pick a line any line, any side
I realize, I have not the prize
Don’t throw me away? 
I close my eyes I’ve died
I opened...

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Dear Imagination and Creativity,                               ...

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Ephesus  was a destination on Paul's 1st missionary trek
but from the minute he arrived his experience was like a bad train wreck
but Paul was most determined and so he returned to that town
he was...

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George Washington would never believe it and call it a crying shame. I have observed the prohibition of prayer in public schools. Free speech is not free but is for sale to the highest bidder....

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This is a testament of time with a catchy little rhyme
A sign of all things that have come
The cracked dry wall calls with silence
It marks the final testing ground where I was found guilty
You sealed...

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I often think of philosophy,
the big questions of why we are here,
and of course, once I start doing that,
all sorts of quirky problems appear.

For example, take the great question,
that has puzzled us for all of...

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Trouble is brewing
Nations are warring
Society is disintegrating
We all need to start praying

Humanity has deserted this land
The sacrifice of the self for the whole
A now defunct creed

Injustice and avarice abound
Where the basket is never full
And envy...

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Surrounded in our negativity 
Swallowed up in our captivity 
Maybe it's the loss of activity 
We don't see reality 
We react way to aggressively
Without any creativity 
We no longer see our objectivity 
We won't change...

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This is a short poem dedicated to all of my fellow poets on this site. We know who and what you are.


You're a Poet, but you don't just write poems, you're so much more
gifted with...

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three issues are at stake in poetry writing at present: first,  whether or not we can write an emotionally charged (subjective) material/topic such as love (loving, not loving, not being loved), freedom, and justice...

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I.
You hear the most vile garbage
come from young people’s mouths these days,
that America is evil,
it does not deserve to be saved.
The fact they’re not shot in the streets
means at least we do free speech right,
but...

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Where did all the journalists go,
                             ...

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There are those who genuinely labor and long for certain realities.
There are myriads of cases of dreams giving birth and thriving.
These are such that conceive of great things while fully awake.
I suspect they would be...

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I'm tired of them
always feeding on me
Parasites they be ... sucking the life out of me, slowly
How did they worm their way into my life,
attaching themselves this close to my heart
This symbiotic relationship must end,
have...

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Nexus

Spinning on a sharp point of connectedness
Fulcrum pivots on micro pinpoints
A pilgrimage, a crux,
From oblivion to authentic choice –
 Sharp point of indecision and a-ha –
A sliver of either or pierces the tipping point
 In...

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aging is a blessing,
of existent being...

where-in mind re-iterates,
repetitions that mark time...

as waves crashing,
upon some shore...

and seeing itself,
re-shaped by tides...

currents and weathers,
changing accordingly...

with respect constants,
that define the nature of time...

relatively speaking as a concept,
of ideas that...

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Obsession

Obsession with "O's"

Oh, obsession’s obfuscating oligarchy
Oceans of oblivion
Outrage in ostentatious obsession
Overrun in hurricanes named obdurate and obstinate
Overtures of oxidized compulsive orchestration in
Obbligatos overflowing obituaries -
Overbearing octaves of the obsequious –
Orations of overt objections
Objectivity overpopulated by...

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You created the sunlight and the moon
You created story lines that have themes that can't be forgotten
You created ideas so musicians could get inspired
You created a way to make sense of the chaos in the...

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It lurks there, fitfully
around the corner of my mind
and will not show its face
like an April thunderfront, and
scarce aware that winter slipped away
a week ago behind a cloud of consciousness,
reluctantly occludes the air with nebulosity,
a...

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Want Black Magic?
Who knew I could do hoodoo?
I been doing voodoo since I was a kid in my room, dude,
Club Metz played with dolls, bruh,
Excentrix loves this nostalgia,
CrashTheGame may have caused these problems,
I don't know...

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Riddled with guilt, riddled with bullets
For crimes committed, societal crimes
The fate of the unwashed masses grasped
The Oliver Twisted twist of the sullied poor
The man who never became a man but a boy
The guilt of being...

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Where are the universal themes,
the parables, the parallels that might
be drawn from humdrum, quotidian
happenstance?  We languish in these ruts
we live in and bear our days with resignation
(some with equanimity) -- justifying
our inaction, our failures...

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