Short Inquisitors Poems

surrounded
by the inquisitive
the thinkers, searchers
binky dependent
“toddleresque”
Inquisitors
exploring
in tactile glee
a world of wonder.

I am blessed
for they invite me
to feel
to investigate
the simplicity
of knowledge.

John G. Lawless
©1/7/2023...

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Contextual Comrades Incarcerated,

Victims of vitriols vexation 
denied the rights of their inquisitors.
Censored by the voices of shame
guilt and hubris masquerading
as righteous indignation.
Virtue’s vanity
shouting from the “bully” pulpit
concerned only with its own reflection
“gutturally” genuflecting
before a muted “god”.



©6/3/2021...

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....in the times of witch hunts (of one sort or another) cats were suspect and
    maybe some opposed the hunt and dared to question the inquisitors....


"cure!? ye?...'o' city...kill e' t-i-quette!?

cure! ye!...'o' city?...kill eh!?...uh quit!


curio city...kill ed...adequate?

curio city?...kill ed?...ah' quit!


curio city killed!?...uh! cat!?

curiosity?...killed...the cat!?"...

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“Do you hear gratings creak
Upon the cellar bricks?”
…Just autumn winds that wreak
Deceptive, noisy tricks.

“And did you hear the knell
Of bells from long ago?”
…The belfry long since fell
In ruins, this I know.

“Who calls your name aloud
Outside your bolted door?”
…I sleep.  No one’s allowed
To rouse me while I snore.

“Excuse us, please forgive
Our frivolous remarks—
You’ve moments left to live—
Our claws will leave red marks!”...

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