Short Monuments Poems
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this moving picture
moving moments
monuments like
hearts racing through time
pasted to the next
to each other
to no time to consider
no time to pause
the next
TRASH
rubbish
thrown away
gone to the ocean
where plastic pyramids
are forever monuments
“turn trash into recycled art”
Art
uncaged-
musical
monuments in
paint
Cge Painting Cycle by Gerhard Richter
http://www.davidkrutpublishing.com/6380/cage-6-paintings-by-gerhard-richter
Marble monuments,
Hearts of stone
Freedom's firmaments,
Blood and bone
Crystal chandeliers,
Cold as ice
Battered bandoliers,
Pay the price
With precision we carved out the sand
here at home, down on your cursed land
We defy you to try
You will surely fail. Why?
We used nothing that looks like your hand.
Bronze- Walking sands on shore,
breathes in the salty lagoon.
Sullen foot prints died...
The Lord did carry
black and soar feet to skies as
Sea monuments cry.
.
Oceans of Opulence
Seas of Greed
Mountains of Monuments
People in Need
Privileged and Pampered
Wealth to the Skies
Gold in your Pockets
Death in our Eyes
Snow-covered mountains,
ancient monuments,
a north wind that nods to us,
a thought that flows,
images imbued
with hymns of history,
words on signs
with ideals of geometry.
Ravage our monuments,
empowered dissidents.
Endless entitlements,
from spineless governments.
In this era unplanned,
by fathers of the land.
Divided we stand,
in moral wasteland.
A blinding flash our planet will crash
To drab desertification
Burning up and drying out
To dust our monuments
Nowhere can we hide
Bleaching our bones
With white heat
Caught cold
Doomed
Statues, iconoclasts love to destroy
Toppling monuments brings them great joy
Keeps them all limber
As they shout ‘Timber’
Columbus crashed down saying ~ ‘Land ahoy’
OLD SOLDIERS
The dead have vast monuments begotten in stone
The living have last moments forgotten, alone
The sound of marching fades in ceremonies
Replaced by new young legs for new cemeteries
born, grew up, aged
the melody of life sang
monuments their deeds!*
(C) Demetrios Trifiatis
01 October 2015
* World Day of the Elderly.
Show you love them. They the reason we exist!
The stars that glimmer most,
Are the stars often mistaken for stones
For they are not stones-
They are monuments of those past,
Who have worked to the bone,
For masterment and marvel,
For love unatoned.
Monuments in stone
midst the grieving groans;
eulogies reminders recall
incidents significant and small;
laughter,tears amidst the fears
is this all?
the sum of others memories
or is there more in store?
Monuments in stone
midst the grieving groans;
eulogies reminds and recall
incidents significant and small;
laughter,tears amidst the fears
is this all?
the sum of others memories
or is there more in store?
Death Of A Snowflake
Irony is not lost on the dying.
As falling snowflakes no two are the same.
Endless monuments to god’s creation.
They are born in winter and die in spring.
By
Josehf Lloyd Murchison
Old people
Are like ruins
If you cannot
Cherish their hey days
Don’t dig up
Their past
If
You
Go after
The history
Of monuments,
You may cause
Insult to
The glorious past
Of Royalties
That have
Long crumbled!
This is the empire of man,
Arson ,
Is the tongue of modern day prophets
Salvation,
In the bone and marrow of the "other"
The faith-starved stand tall,
And their monuments taller
The pilgrimage of gods to someplace holy...
Conversation on crucifix
Sun in the eyes
Dying in the air
Of alcoholic steam
For the hopeless
monuments of the Future
Scattered through the civilizations,
Kills the religion
Quench the fire
Hope for consolation,
Conversation on crucifix.
The true memorial of a man, my friend,
It is not engraved in monuments of stone
But
Into the hearts of those who were touched by him
Where the seed of compassion he had sown!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
25 January 2021
The monstrous spires uprise
But never touch the skies,
Vain, earth-foundationed monuments
To Life’s impermanence.
Expensive markers war with Time
Where lichen mosses climb
And cover up each hand-carved word
That tells of those interred.
The monstrous spires uprise
But never touch the skies,
Vain, earth-foundationed monuments
To Life’s impermanence.
Expensive markers war with Time
Where lichen mosses climb
And cover up each hand-carved word
That tells of those interred.
Luggage
Heavy with o-dears
Ten days over the road
Round trip along the east coast
Much to see and so little time
Virginia is my favorite state of mine
Farming flat land and history of war
Record breaking heat wave
Purple blossoms
Monuments
Latter day idols
Scrape the sky and
Stand as Monuments;
Harboring the corruption of men.
A true monument
Stands out in the open.
The real beauty
Forgotten by the Creators.
Beneath the feet of these giants,
Lay solemn foundations of hope.