Revolvers Poems - Poems about Revolvers

Under the brass sky of Iashy city, our steps dance in the night

...Under the brass sky of Iashy city, our steps dance in the night,
Through dusty streets where old buildings hide forgotten stories,
With beer mugs like ephemeral treasures in hands that tremble,
Be...

Invasion

...Invasion

Coming, coming, coming…
The end, the end, the end…

Alien entities catch your mind
Your brain is gone. Your skull is empty

Your brain sucked out from your head
You don’t need a br...

On The Man of Stars

...He, I, died years ago, when
history started and wrote
manuscripts of its unsound
flesh. Hark, behold His glory!
Yet I was gone before the
dusk of the first revered day.
Even when they shot at s...

Film Noir

...I am behind
the large white wheel of an Oldsmobile.
I am a page ripped from a Raymond Chandler novel.
Clipped words curl close to my lips as hot as ash.

Dreamy eyes are cold tonight, there will...

My Eternal Shield

...I know not why the universe is so vast,
nor even why the die is not fully cast.

It seems nothing is motionless or lies still,
especially beyond earth's protected shield,

which is God's protec...

Tomorrow

...
"Tomorrow"



I put my hand on your heart
You put your hand on my heart
A tender plot written in 3 lines

Nothing said
Nothing missed
Nothing ...

Scenes From the Coming Revolution

...A bend in the road
They wait & have time to wait
For the coming car & it´s occupants
Unaware of their fate
The same scene is about to be
Played out on countless
Other bends
On countless other ...

Rolling Rhyme

...Hold your horses, 
use all your resources 
and force your thoughts 
to not follow the course 
that stigma endorses. 

I figure I was sent 
to present a different 
style that you think is rap,...

Zhang Yiho and the Daqing Massacre

...Zhang Yiho is a "person of interest"
Little is known about him
He murdered his family in 1981 in Daqing, China, without the interest if his family had a moment mercy.

Armed with rage
First arme...

The Bad Love

...The bad love. 
Dragging luggage you unpack without permission in spaces that need air. 
Bad love. 
Allowing flowers to grow and then thrusting emotional thorns at one another. Wearing an armour of...

Translation of Eric Mottram's a Faithful Private - 3 Dolores Huerta By T Wignesan

...Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 3 Dolores Huerta by T. Wignesan

3. Dolores Huerta

aucun coq n’y annonce la reveille:
les étudiants et les dirigeants des travailleurs 
fo...

007

...007

On the train going west, a snooping man asked questions
asking about other peoples but saying nothing about himself. 
I told him a tale so violent he paled and left at the next stop.
Believ...

Sonnet Xlvii

...As the Earth revolves around its dear Sun
So, too, do I revolve around my verse
I understand not why the only one
Who dares to read it wants to reimburse
What they previously put in their purse
...

Thalassophobia, I Love You

...they say that there's a dance hall
right beneath this lake of sawdust
where underwater towns
have gone astray
and I can hear the harpies
the bagpipes
and I can smell
the burning petals
after ...

Deep Insight the House of Moths

...through the murky knottiness of hollow winter trees
I saw the pale face of unseeing man
who wasn't there through years that went by
the candlelight is about to turn into fluid clay
and wigs are p...

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