Short Prate Poems

Prate is to
poetry
as death is to
life

Dilletante 
graveyards
lie marking
the site

Where words
never weighted
whose wings
couldn’t fly

Unmarked
without headstones
 condemned here
— to die

(Dreamsleep: April, 2025)
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Clanks,

blanks,

cranks,

clash!

Slams in tank,

detours irate!

Ingenious infiltrates,

sojourns knocking,

indignation on the plank,

plutocracy dank!

Dotards are prate,

iridescence is just as late-

prime meridian,

songs obsidian,

and the incandescence great!...

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Hammers of hate beat the steel
Into a helmet and blade.
Blacksmiths and armorers feel
Proud of the death-bound brigade.

Marching past crowds on the curb,
Clattering heels on the stones.
Later, the crows will disturb
Flesh as it ripens on bones.

Preachers and Popes prate of peace,
Powerless to change history:
Powder, and guns wrapped in grease
Auger what always will be....

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COPLA 86 INVOCATION : This Bad Guy World

If Worlds stand still for nano-second
Logic can bind all in straight-jacket :
Alas how nice

There’d be reason for this errand
On Earth as in Heavens to mock at
His artifice

Who is that comet hurtling in space
Looking for answers in mindless face :
Disintegrate

Could the answer be such simple grace
As to stop reproducing this race :
None then can prate

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014...

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Find me, Lord inside Your grace*
Bind my soul upon Your brace
Bird am I against frenzy craze
Gird me toward blessings’ crate
Girl am I, warned not to prate
Girt for faith's strength, never irate.    

*Ephesians 2:8 For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God.

December 16, 2024
10th place, "WORDPLAY" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 12/23/2024...

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