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Oh, What A Tangled Interweb We Weave

Don't like the look of what's going on
seems to you something's wrong
the smell of corruption in the air
look around it's everywhere
can't place the feel of what's happening here
could it be something to fear
the sound of conniving on the wind
a warning call for all thin-skinned
so round and round and round we go
where it stops no one knows
it takes two to tango or so they say
but that was then not today
ask a question and they hand you
the same old automated two-step quango
one foot forward two steps back
while standing in quicksand
pose a query they'll sidestep the issue
and the matter at hand
giving you the light fandango
they'll look you in the eye and deny
it's all a web within a web
behind a web of total lies
Form: Rhyme


Vanity

His name is spoken, heard and seen
As part of every goddamn scene
Sweet be a cap on every bottle
It all goes on, without a throttle

A new banknote? Oh, there he is
The Arc of Trump? Well, soon be his
The Center for Performing Arts?
Rename attempt, sans playing parts

Half of White House's gone for good
Big void where once the building stood
Leave stains, not marks, is way to go
Our pride’s absorbing every blow

A golden phone, "Made in US"
Except it's not and what a mess
Cashed in our loyalty like a chip
When crypto fails, abandon ship!

He yells and screams and stomps his feet
So, heads of states are rife with grief
Hey, "pay attention to this matter"
Or chance become a worthless splatter

It's one step forward, two steps back
"Go make a deal or we attack"
The weak and meek don't win no war
Phone calls end war, he’ll stop few more

Vane jester of his own court
Amusing pledges, then abort
It hurts to watch, foresee effect
Entire world's pain in the neck

Forgiving History wouldn't be
No lion shall behave like flea
With vanity's his love affair
Except in bath, it's good nowhere

May 30, 2026
© Ed Kay  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Playing Nice



At the edge of the dark forest, in shadows
Breathing the heavy morning dew, just the two
soft commotions kiss the silence as they froze

listening, for a presence, gentle hearts flew
huffing, puffing, thick scents of moss, blackest earth
outfoxing the hunter whose sure to pursue

he’s been an ever present danger since birth
always, she’s two steps back and one step ahead,
hoping to make it through fall for what it’s worth.

she feels like she is living in constant dread
and her fawn, oh, how she yearns to protect him
each season, she’s trying to avoid bloodshed

often, she travels in the creeks where they swim
sometimes eating bits of their corn on a whim.

Contrast:

Between the predator and the prey:

She starts the hunt with blood in her eyes,
She’ll seek out the trespasser to say her goodbyes,
Outfoxing him, soon he’ll pay the final price
She’s going to kill him, so next fall they’ll think twice
Before trying to trick her – he should have played nice!

Coo Coo For My Choo Choo

The trains are always on time
One running north
One running south
On the same track
It makes perfect sense when they collide
Who are we to question business practice
Authority is always right up and down the line
Little Bambi nibbles grass between the rails
Poor thing doesn't understand mass transit
East and West are foreign concepts too
Poor dear only knows north and south directions
And does not question and can not spell
She looks up and down the track for traffic
And gets confused by choo choos actions
Going fast on rails is funny and must be fun
Two steps up and two steps back then crash!
Her final words were whispered
Coo coo ca choo... then Boom!
Bye bye Bambi bye-bye
The trains are always on time
Up and down the line


Authors note: Sadly this tragic event below is a true story that happened this past week end.

*At least two people were killed early Sunday when an Amtrak passenger train collided with a CSX freight train in South Carolina. About 70 people were transported from the scene with injuries, according to the Lexington County Sheriff's Office.The collision occurred about 2:35 a.m. in Cayce, S.C., near Charleston Highway and Pine Ridge Road, authorities said. The Amtrak train was No. 91, traveling between New York and Miami. The Amtrak train's lead engine derailed, as did some passenger cars, an Amtrak statement said.

My only questions are; Why can't they figure out how to have one set of tracks devoted for north bound trains and another set of tracks devoted for south bound trains? Is it really that complicated?

Motions

Its called just going through the motions
There's no quick fix, no magic potions
Day in, day out the goal is the same
Head up, stay strong. My emotions. Tame
Stress this, stress that. Wait, just breathe
Stay busy, feel lazy. Stop thinking, just be
I can. I can't. I won't. I will
Tired, can't sleep. Frustrated. Just deal
Defeated. Broken. I'm done. For the day
Wake up, try again. Start a new, I say
Fight harder, get stronger, two steps back
Feelings, more feelings. I'm over this crap
Walk tall, come on, enjoy a few laughs
The future is bright just forget the past
Woke with a smile. Heard a song, down I go
Suck it up, no tears. Don't let it show
I'm not going to do it. Nope. Not again
Yep, I'm crying. Ok, just for a second. Or ten 
That's enough. Shake it off. Got things to do
Life to live, people to love, no time to be blue
Stick to the plan, I will get through
This too shall pass, I know it to be true
It's part of the process, it's only a phase
Let the heart heal, don't count the days
It's not a race, there's no trophy at the end
Remind myself it gets better and until then
Just hold tight, I know what to do
Head up, stay strong. My emotions. Tame
Day in, day out the goal is the same
There's no quick fix, no magic potions
It's called just going through the motions
Form: Rhyme


Three Fingers Wide and One Foot Deep

Three fingers wide and about a foot deep.
I feed the small stove below my kitchen sink.
She needs, absolute control, it responds to
her daily trip's, her O.C.D.
Not leaving your bed for short month's,
and eventually long year's,
is the worst kind of, Depression, what of Latuda.

Risperidone can make men grow breasts, that need to
be trained and Seroquel will make you gain back
all your lost weight.

Low self-esteem makes the depression even worse.
Have you ever thought that, that someone special loved
you that didn't, it's a sure bet that you are
suffering from schizophrenia and a severe mood disorder.
With perhaps a predilection towards pain filled
rough sex and stalking.

Bulimia and anorexia are subtle silent killer's
I've tried to ask Karen about some of that.
She's not talking.
The troubled home life, can produce those sad
young faces, that in time only fade.

Suicide and hidden cutter's, that if they live
are scarred for life.
While America about this moves two steps back
and another three steps backwards.

The Breath

There's a stillness inside.

One to confide in.

To release emotions,

Setting energy in motion,

It's an oxygen explosion.

Racing around the track,

Life gets out of whack.

Take two steps back,

Inhale.

The Breath of Life entering,

Reaction rendering,

Slowly centering,

Exhale.

Uneasy feelings,

Flee from our beings,

And begin balancing.

Our Mind is thinking,

Your Heart is syncing,

The Soul is singing.

With rhythmic breathing,

We begin seeing,

The stillness fleeting.

Practice is seeking,

Expand and releasing.

Inhale,

Flooded with oxygen,

Love comes pouring in,

It's life's Magick potion.

Exhale,

Sharing our energy,

Our Connectivity,

Through the air we breathe.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member A Strange Reminisce

It’s a funny thing to remember.
It’s a strange reminisce
Those days before the world now
When wine was WINE and a kiss was a KISS.

Now we feel trapped on a life climb where the falls are steep, fast, painful and blunt. With bruised bodies we face the steep climb but know the steps can move and break our trust.

There is that old saying ‘one step forward, two steps back’ but that’s before the level path turned into a mountain and before the track at will changed its tack!

We’ve seen our lives change from a time when our freedom was not tied up in a sack. Where our lives, our country and the world was bigger, brighter, freer and better. A sorrowful statement or a statement of fact?

Shipwreck

Shipwreck.


If because I have been out of the loop for too long,
I can no longer speak of love;
Then what more is there for me to say?
My silence is deafening, so I will speak no more and close the book.
I failed to live the dream, 
When I am wrecked on Love Island’s shore.
If I cannot have love, then can you please tell me,
What on Earth am I here on this Earth for?


No elegance, in my lack of a rhythmic dance.
I could risk it all on your honesty;
But I would only end up crying when you decide to take your love back.
It seems so selfish to me, 
When I would love you so selflessly.


I can never forget the lies that rattle around inside my head.
If I could walk away, I would never be seen again.
If you wore rose-tinted glasses this day and spoke only of truth,
I could find a way to fall in love with you.


As you move forward in time,
On to the next one in line, 
I am left behind, to be lost.
The next mirrored word; my chance is gone.
What is yours is no longer any concern of mine.
Until the end of this line, we were an umbilical chain.
We are so similar in thoughts, but we have never felt the same,
For I am permanently lame;
While you are a Goddess.
It is so belittling to not be welcome anymore, inside your presence.
I have failed every test.
Step one into love equals two steps back…
Oh what a perfect mess.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
© Aa Harvey  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Bio

The Weight of the World

Woke up this morning
With tears in my eyes
The weight of the world 
Makes me want to cry
It's heavy with sorrow
And the sin of mankind

The Weight Of The World

It's the blind leading the blind
So they can not see
Who then will tell them
If not you and me
The truth of Gods Word
And the freedom it brings

The Weight Of The World

I've been where they're at
So I know how insane
Falling two steps back
When one forward is taken
They're in a bad dream
And need a good shaken

The Weight Of The World

The weight of the world
Though heavy at times
Can be overcome
Sight returned to the blind
Accept what is true
Instead of the lies

And you'll drop...

The Weight Of The World
Form: Rhyme

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