Ravagers of Poesy,
spear points of denial
Mongol hordes of fancied verse,
spewing dense and vile
Free words they herd together,
to drive toward a cliff
Trampled once they hit the ground
—by verbal hippogriffs
(Buffalo Jump-Sheridan Wyoming: July, 2019)
O' the fallen snow;
Mixed within temperatures bow;
They themselves shall enter in;
Deep amidst there is winter grins;
And unless they agree to submit;
From water to land commit
Ravagers all from breast to breast;
Tease the animals and forest birds that make nest;
Keepers sort polar ashes;
Horizontal glare dismissals clashes;
Brief ado present Ques;
Amidst the tulip flowers dew;
2/7/20
For STRAND no 670, any form, any theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Little kids keenly hover round an anthill
held there by ant-motion individuality
or their helter-skelter movements as a family
~ for hours and hours on end
Pure joy and propensity
such unmatched intensity
~ happy as cats-caught-a-rabbit all day ...
Though the smile and the mess on the face
of a toddler eating ice cream and cake
is so open and toothy, for godness sake
~ not to mention the glee in his heart
But why compare? It's not fair
to mix up and confuse this fine pair
~ of acts of childlike mirth and amusement
When years pass
and we grow old,
our enthusiasm sold
to those twin ravagers
~ Time and Ill Health
There still is a way, a wonderful, wonderful way
for us to enjoy anthills and ice cream every day:
We can light up our Muse
Reignite our sleepy fuse
and pen ourselves a poem
~ What have we got to lose?
Embryonic cells, part of bio-technology experiments
Failed becoming gnarled and mangled
They are warped and deformed
Looking like they came from a nightmare
Freaks of processed nature
Sadistic scientist seeing the beauty underneath the ugliness
Seeing promise of creating a mutant swarm
Dissecting the mystery of blood, organs, and bones
Soulless men of science discovering the origin
Twisted, demented devilish villains
Controlling the mindless beast born from their chambers
Intelligence, becoming gods, curse the world, making it yours
Rising up the design of ravagers
Provoking bloodthirsty savages
A master plan to satisfy your rapacity
Fools playing with mother earth
Creating a netherworld
Believing in your creations are misunderstood
Killing all that distain your position of power
Madmen sick and obsessed in the art of science
Awaking their malevolent creations
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