Short Zarathustra Poems

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Thus Spake Zarathustra

I should only believe in a God
that would know how to dance
and a devil slain by laughter
—beyond gravity’s wrath

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)


Premium Member Thus Spoke Brother Moji

Thus Spoke Brother Moji 
(not Zarathustra)

With all due respect,
irrespective of 
with regards to
I have no respect
for irregardless. 

July 5, 2021
Boulder, Colorado
© Moji Agha  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Epic

Premium Member Lord of the Dance

Golgatha’s gravity reversed
When Isaac laughed an Easter verse.
Lord of the Dance, the devil’s slain;
O death, where is thy sting, thy stain?

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Musings on Kurt Philip Behm's Thus Spake Zarathustra
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Nietzsche's Doughnut

I don't wanna do it by myself.
I wanna take you along.
Under the moon, under stealth.
We pass it as we go along,
Zarathustra said it thus.
Can I make this all about us?
We’re just a doughnut in the sky
Spiraling what, where, I don’t know why.
Form: Rhyme

Dialogue

In the NO. 318 ward of the People's Hospital,
The quiet eyes shine on everything.
A man who wrote poetry
Had a free dialogue
With a book called " Also Sprach Zarathustra"
There is no silent moment with me,
The life is such a holy dance with you!

12:45 October 12, 2017
Form: Lyric


Sentimental Recluses Usher In New Emotions Via the Death of Order

humpf zap zarathustra honks
jingle jangle splash 
                            shiin

doki doki 
             pada pada

clunk clank crash

snore snore

                 .......snore

tick tock tick


            bang bang bang 
                                   ROAR

shiin silence

The Cross

The Cross

Deaths solace, silence harsh words of fears unknown
dread not the reaper
unwelcome cross, mark not my threshold
belief shall grant no safe passage
condemned self righteous, what right to steal souls?

In whose name is derision doled?
contemptuous harbinger of tidings best left unspoken
thus spake Zarathustra, eternal recurrence
indoctrinating endless opportunity
offer up the gift to those who see and have seen
antiquity replaced by stigmata.

Stoic

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