Plague Poems

This Plague was No Joke

Dr. Moody was discouraged, his job had taken a turn.
This was the third plague that hit Minnesota in twelve years.
People were dying in ditches, seeking relief from their open sores.
Frozen corpses with gaping mouths greeted him from town to town.

Optimism had died about three years back
he had no idea why he survived.
Three plagues, and he

Of Planet and Plague

As if these lands were separate,
As if our minds weren't one,
As if land and sea were dichotomy, of darkness and the sun. 

Pangea's cleavage tells the tale,
To fail here as but one.
All secedes from sense of we, on a planet's pedigree. 

Family's but a split from those,
Whose own claim to be the same.
Round about in

Curse of Fear

My time has finally come. 
The consequences of my actions have once again caught up to me.
Though in truth i was never running.
Looking back i can't help but wonder what kept going wrong.
Why couldn't I just do it right.
To be so cursed yet blessed at the same time.
Fatalism inhibited my progress.
Fatalism weakens my resolve.
It's a

Mid East Black Plague

You'll give me all-sign I will
You'll bury me top that Hill
You're a Christian not a Jew
What hubris inferred by you 
Death you tease bury me, please
Breath I, bended knees, appease
I will sign, my life is thine
I will find, the Lord divine
Why say you, you are a Jew
Soon you thru be a rich Jew
A pox done

Plague of Artless Lies, AI

O' cloned creations,
mirroring deceptive diction
scattered in liquified letters,
across android canvases,
here comes the plague of
fabricated foolery,
spiraling in figments of
black and white illusions,
injecting illusive veins
screaming for vanity,
with verses plagiarized
from villainous valleys.

There’s nothing poetic about
the way AI is pickpocketing
rhythmic runes from the
museum of dead poets ~
immortalized on the walls
of glass galleries.
Their sonnets, now imitated,
to adorn artless skies
with stolen

Plague

God, cure me of this disease, 
A ever-lasting disease, 
A disease of the heart, 
A disease of the mind, 
In which love-sick fools seem to linger, 

I have looked far and wide, 
For its end to come by, 
God, how I wish this was a lie, 
But now I'm amongst the infected, 
Blindly, being by

The Obsidian Plague of Midnights

In Spring there’s friendship that’s lasted through the Winter,
all those cold nights of salted drops and quilts of snow.
The obsidian plague of midnights, melancholic drapes,
but all the while the candlelight of friendship did glow.

you’d think she’s the sun -
i wax and wane in restraints
having lost my way

The flickering of her tongue as she wet our

Plague

beak
of the plague mask
    lest I smell
your rotting bodies
    strewn
I smell your crosses
  daub your doors
I smell your corpses
  pile your carts
I smell your fires
  flame your dead
I smell you earth
  and weep for you
    cried moon

Bringer of Death

From a comet’s tail, like pepper on a meal
sprinkling down on the land
upon the earth, the contagious death
the cleansing of God’s hand

Genocide made, from a periodic plague
swelling numbers of the dead
when life departs, with heavy hearts
of the times that lay ahead

From rich or poor, it seeks for more
to feed upon its evil
with terrible pain, of

The Plague

The plague makes us weak
As the beach advance the sea
Paint horizon bleak.

The Brothers Death

A brotherly jaunt through sinister mirth
behold the brothers Death: 

gowned and guided, an ill century
the fourteenth, an alliance of crop, of plague
in ground-down death of torrential pains 
in sores and blood under the rains
that drowned the land, starved the bellies
there echoed howls of ill exclaim
a wanting of a light to shine 
is where the brothers

Escape From a Plague of Pain

She searched for Paradise,
instead,
the road led her to a land of demise.
A plague of pain had rolled out on this land,
it had spread across, through the evil tongue.

She looked around,
mainly
suppressed souls were found.
Silent roars of their sufferings extend for miles,
screams were suffocated, behind fabricated smiles.

Foul tongues were twisted together,
gathered under narcissistic scarves.
Sharp words were wounding

Paperwork Plague

Paperwork is the scourge
Of every occupation
Every day you hear the sighs
Coming from the population

Reams of paper pile up high
Deadlines come up quick
You’re stressed right up to the max
Your boss gets on your wick

Rapidly you lose the will
To continue with the day 
Resist the urge to kick the wall -
Just bin the lot
   

The Dancing Plague of 1518: Collaboration With Dilly Dally

The Dancing Plague of 1518: Collaboration with Dilly Dally

A plague cursed, until death they dance
Until forever lasts this plight
Moving hypnotic deep in trance
Onlookers revel at the sight

From days to weeks, from dawn til' night
Hysteria spread the expanse
Collapse in exhaust by firelight
A plague cursed, until death they dance

Can I dance myself free perchance
Repent and be rid

The Plague of Prejudice

Prejudice is the oldest communicable disease of the mind 

May 11, 2023

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