Short Undemocratic Poems

Creativity…
undemocratic 

Tyrants of insight,
breaking new ground

Vision on fire,
effigy’s burning 

Painting’s unframed
—all muses set free

(The New Room: November, 2020)...

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We, the conjurers 

The USA wants Venezuela
And the worlds` press follow suit
demanding an undemocratic coup.
We have been here before
we remember the vilifying of Iraq 
and Libya those two counties were lied about
before being invaded and occupied.
Our compliance with this crime is staggering
and do nothing for peace in the world....

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Real disaster is looming on the horizon for American life 

this country’s leadership disdains the spirit of truth 

its sycophants continue to embrace the lies

repelled by honesty and facts

mendacity guides their daily mantra

dark, evil poltergeists dwell in our White House now

death thrives in their hearts 

darkness looms in our future

the only purification for lies is to vote

it's the only remedy that will

undo this undemocratic fiasco...

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My brook has grown 
into an ocean. 
Pearl-spot fish 
have disappeared.
Instead,
sharks skulk around. 
They see 
my pocket,
not my heart.
They’re 
democratically undemocratic.
Poetry is inedible.
Profit is 
the sole default
in their thought-mechanism.

Shark morphing
petrifies me.
I wake up 
from the dreamy life,
losing my serenity
in their serrated presence. 
I turn
a tiny sardine,
ready to be swallowed.


First published in The Literary Hatchet...

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