Short Leveller Poems

how earth measures unqualified success ~ survive global extinction

By
David Kavanagh...

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Every night a game of card is played,
    four suits fates fortell;
    for war is a great leveller
    for infantry boys in battle.
Soldiers double-dare gambling,
    day and night. All-in a game
    of summer hearts; diamonds in spring;
    clubs in autumn; and winter spades for graves.
Cards shuffled and dealt face-down,
    in grimy hands, that hold all the cards....

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AFTER  SNOW  MELT

Their burden shed, trees  now  svelte -
Hidden beauties in luxuriant fir mantles 
Stripped, sunning  in balm light.

Grass, spruce, stream,
Once  blank and touchless, 
Crowd together, tactile, seamless.

Tall knolls the Leveller had  smoothed
Shallow  hollows had smothered ;
Landscape has  fresh verticality.

Waking birds fill the sleepy silence.  
Skyful white replaced by blue  vault.
God has lost his achromacy....

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Pondering in sloth riddled exile, Stained by resolute pixel batter 
Mutilated by idea’s negligent dirty mudded and infested bath-water 
Sharing the extreme imagination contrast reality. 
Panic thrusted full pelt entrusted. 
Money feeds such little it cares 
Freelance breed suffering servant indeed. 
The ubiquitous sleeve hidden and deceived 
Laughing smiles teeth that gleam 
Sweaty handshakes left unfilled and malice built 
A practitioner of harmful concept 
A leveller of nature’s milk....

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