Long Textile Poems

THE PERSPECTIVE OF ALABASTER SCROOGE

In modern English people time, when the world was full of eminent joy, there lived a man of prestige who was totally the opposite of anyone who strives to form the...

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You're a waste of a man
The last choice for a sane person
The weirdest weirdo amidst weirdos
You just don't fit in —
Like a pole climbing strap
Trying to be forced into a blue Jeans
What an abuse of...

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Everybody hates Marx
the creator of communism
Lets make the preliterate
rise to attack the Borghese

yet is that not Karma
Friedrich Engels Family
owned large textile factories in Salford 
an area in greater Manchester, England

Mary Burn an illiterate
working-class Irish woman,
showed...

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Pointless

I have been asking myself,
Maybe you can ask yourself;
Why do I say this is pointless, you clueless,
But wait and watch it unfold.

Do you want to be,
A well fed slave or a hungry free man
I know...

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The world of business 
is riddled with traps
I tried to start
an intenent business

So good were their words
we make money 
when you make money
the promise of lies

Internet scams 
poor people trying 
to make at the expense
of...

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I was born married to the master of subservience,
      fell in love with the master of somnolence.
           
I dissolved Reality,...

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Nests of weaver birds 
                              ...

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Let me tell you a story....
of a little girl who didn't want to be a Princess!!!!

it happened a long time ago, in the life of an adorable girl of seven,
who lived in the busiest humming city, enormously crowded. 

a...

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Azteca

As a young girl growing up in Los Angeles City
My mother took me everywhere with her
Our favorite Mexican restaurant had great hospitality
Casa De Nina, I enjoyed the music and she, their famous platter;
Guajolotas o tortas...

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less than half a dozen hours
   remain here in Lake Woebegone,
an idyllic enclave, where legal tender,
   liquid assets, minted monies
   by the metric ton

loot, et cetera replaced
  ...

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Dragged Through The Mud

well to bring cadence amidst the fallen dew
hope springs a new through the vibration of sorts
we have erected pyramids to honor our dead
my soul permeates a reason to go on strong
as a...

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A self-assured progressive projectile
Locked on its target like a heat seeking missile
Confident, a smile all the while
Marvellous like a polished marble tile
Strong, but fragile 
An ambiguous profile
To remain unresolved, a mystery file
Trendy, always in style
Smooth...

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Twas the night before Christmas I went shopping suits,
As shoes looked rat-eaten, needed also warm boots;
Sales girls, in malls displayed suits in variety,
Blown up cost and lean purse grew my anxiety...!

Malls are looters, I thought,...

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She had Velvet eyes, Satin lips
Silk skin … Seamless hips

Threaded her way into his heart
and Stitched his mind up Tight
But the Needle Point, was coming
Pricking… with all its might! …

… Posed her Textile-smile
Watched Fabric –...

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Cogwheel Ballet
            by Odin Roark

Hot
Humid
New York summer
Industrial commerce 24/7

Textile scents of humid wool
Acerbic edge of chemical dyes
Permeating wood and air
Thick oily lubricants
Layered enslavement
Nowhere to...

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Blessed are those that study English for they shall bite their tongues in order to pronounce 
words. 
Blessed are the Mathematicians for they shall calculate how stars came into existence. 
Blessed are the I.R.K.(Islamic Religious...

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They weave, they weave
They weep and they weave
Smarting under the persecuting whips -
Verbal, literal or carnal whips
They weep, they weep.

Locust-like they swarm the streets
To reach the factories before the sun settles well
In its diurnal rounds.
There...

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Froth
           by Odin Roark

Come
Be my operator
Me your camera

Medium shot
Lower Manhattan sidewalk café
He in Armani suit accented with Ferragamo tie
She with Jimmy Choo and Prada outfit
Both...

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On this Eid, as your sumum bonum 
Is consumerism and as your soul is 
Mortgaged to the Federal Reserve Bank
And hedonism, your mental wish-list has been
Inked on ‘things-to-dos’. The catalogue is
Quite impressive. Apart from the...

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WHITE

Thumbs up for the whiteness of white, pure, 
natural or gently recreated on a dentist’s chair. 
How beautiful it manifests itself in smiling! 
Would I wish otherwise for me but to 
display it, giggling, in...

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He had little to eat and money had ran out/his luck had also ran out.
The morning's Shramik Special was sold out/his patience had definitely ran out.
Any chance of the regular train was out/he told himself...

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Naked to Nurture.  Naked, to Nurture.



Why not naked into woods?
We yank up gumboots.
Enshroud our piggies in wicking and itching sockbags.
Hoping to holdfast against the forfeiture of bought heat.

The city slickers in their shiny slickers
clasp...

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Just because I wear black glasses
Does it mean the universe is black?
Just because I find thorns and bushes 
Does it mean all face the same too?
Just because I see one side of the globe
Does it...

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Hailing from Spindale
By Franklin Price
9/17/2019

Hailing you from Spindale
That was once a textile town
Now the  factories are empty
Many of them torn down

No longer do the workers
Move the fabric through the loom
Their jobs are in some...

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FABRIC SILK
                                 ...

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