Long Tridents Poems

to cut down tridents of false truths that men gather ......they peace and plan for 
tomorrow,  but I can't understand why they have such a nothing plan
in power  the rich....they control us all....but...

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In days of old, stood the protectors of the realm,
Ocean protectors that stood strong at the helm,
King Neptune spoke of a vivid dream,
That perturbed him it would no doubt seem, 
His wondrous kingdom was under...

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by Michaelw1two

inspired by word works of Void Opus

 all for you, superannuated, desiccated erudition,
 this propagation scribed, this apotheosis odium;
 under eructate flames, under the epitome of,
 euphonious, promulgated magniloquent inception;
 of the Maker’s exuberant...

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On an early morning walk of coffee and salt
under a sullen sky filled with the tridents of wings,
I add my footprints beside a blowsy sea (praised be 
Poseidon,) that accepts the given of a northeast...

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Has it become a grave sin, if I pass the shallow mountains? 
Has it breed hatred when a path to life is sought after? 
The journey to greatness isn't for the tridents, 
Only those who...

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If we are to discover what is out there
we must board the Holy Ghost,
cleave the winds of time
into gods and tridents,
count the star clusters within us.

Under seeking skulls: those white domes,
antique tripods brace themselves,
their quaint...

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Tridents at the battlement confer  
The majesty of uprights feeling proud
Will show the kind of Lilie's I'd prefer;
A showy, shiny, graceful, velvet shroud.

In all their glory, spanning out a clasp
Of well endowed positions each...

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Dying rays of silent stream into a silent room
It’s golden beams dancing
Light in animate motion
Its master is soon to sink below horizon’s velvet hills
Cornflower, tangerine and crimson stain the sky
Clouds drift…their feathered underbellies glowing bright
Anticipating...

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Brutus said to Cicero, “Hang on, let me get this straight-
A Hypernym's a collective noun?” “No, no”, said Cicero, “wait-
I'll give you an example if you let me have a minute,
'Weapon' is a Hypernym and...

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Tall, twin, 
they touched the sky,
and rose above their surroundings.

A panoramic view of the Hudson,
the Jersey shoreline 
within view.

110 layers of cold steel and rivets,
that bounced and reflected light 
from the gray tinted glass.

Dual explosions,...

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Suffocating
Paranoia   of
Incinerated
Tranquility

			Insanity 
			Is the new infection
		An epidemic 
	Of self annihilation  
	  To cleanse 
		Our souls in our own bloodshed
      A syndrome 
	   Of the...

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Tiny Devils leaking out of my pen, running over the page
                        ...

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Tiny Devils leaking out of my pen, running over the page
                        ...

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