Microphones Poems - Poems about Microphones

So it's come to this

...It's right out in the open for everyone to see ~

puppets bought and paid for
dancers strung and played
delusional parrots with microphones
hostages read the demands of a madman
while maintaini...

The Melodies Of Silence

...My demons terrorize my ghosts.
With cannabis, I treat the aftermath of my chaotic choices.
Irrevocable truths engraved on the indelible scars of my impure soul.
I'm still trapped in the same night...

Acting on Impulse

...Friendships, wordy scripts, cameras, microphones and venue blips. Call security, no need to be shirty, let's go again.. scene five, take thirty. Action. Cut. Time for tea. The bar is closed but coffe...

Introducing the Splitzmodic Vibratones

...Emaciated test-tube mutations 
Raised apart in pristine distillations 
Conceived in dexedrine celebrations 
and the crazed, ecstatic inhalations 
of the professor’s choicest pheromones 

Right-...

Stars Tempt Our Senses

...

It was time to visit the stars
To embrace them with my senses
Though the price was astronomic
I saved up for the expenses

Most think stars are unreachable
Due to the heat that they emit
B...

Singing Goldfish

...Their silver nightclub microphones were mega-big, giant size I’d say
Three sensuous singing goldfish stepped up to sing the night away
They started with Chattanooga Choo Choo which always makes me ...

Don'T Do the Crime

...Amos was a boy from the backwoods, 
lived his life back there up in the sticks.
Hunting, fishing, swimming, and drinking, 
was the way he would get all his kicks.

Well now Billy showed up that ...

Crises Upon Crises

...Crises upon crises
Mothers of all children are fainting
Crises upon crises
Misery upon misery
My friends, there's no peace here
Mothers are in crisis; we're all suffering
Too much chaos, too mu...

Alexandria, Part Iv

...He never came back, no one ever did,
she was trapped inside with all that she knew,
no more information came to her now,
but he’d programmed her to know what do to,
and to her father Alex would s...

A Work In Progress

...I walk up to the microphone,
it’s one of those old-time microphones
that almost hides the face.

As yet my unspoken words
are pauses between mute lips.
I am a work in progress,
layers have to ...

Confessions

...I thought I knew what love was,

What it meant, how it felt, and how to contain it without absorption

But I could’ve never been more wrong

The idea was foreign to me until our paths crossed,
...

Living Dead

...A vast multitude adorn in dregs purloining, 
Fashionable filth clocked with piety, 
Showmanship on sacred alters, 
Multitude of compromised public orators. 
Fair formalities of professors void of...

Observation of the Blind

...GLOBALIST HAVE A SAYING.
YOU'LL OWN NOTHING AND BE HAPPY.
WHEN YOU TRY TO FATHOM THIS
YOU'LL SEE SUCH A LIFE IS CRAPPY

WELCOME TO THE FUTURE.
NO NEED TO UNDERSTAND.
ALL YOU NEED, IS TO TELL Y...

Western Springs

...
 High-ho! High-ho! High-ho!
  it’s off to the pub and gig we go
 Willy Wonka ticket stubs in our hand
  on our way to see the band
 Climb the fence, jump the turnstiles
  into the crowd do...

A Few Senryu

...They've Gone

Your children are dead.
Go now and lay down your head.
They've fled, it is said.


Second Time

You have for so long
Reached out for that second one -
But grab ...

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