Swill Poems

El Presidente don’t Tennessee 
nothing bad coming,
tho’ the global orbitals
saw viral things very differently

Happy talk tongue taters
do eerily 
Idaho ear mash liquor please

Delaware drunk on denial,
so Iowa unaware
that the body litmus test
is gonna crimson cost higher

The Ivory home
(with the igloo...Read More

A little bit of spice and everything nice,
Let's make sure there is no vice
Every time I roll the dice
I am being pushed sidewise,
I always hear their cries,
"Let live by our size,
Don't have to tell you twice".
Even then I try to...Read More

Snaking through rocks, flowing on sand
The river sings charm and charity
Infesting the cosmos and the land
The ill-disposed breathe barbarity

Like an orchestra, man’s life may seem
Easy or hard, some keep the accord
For want of goodwill, ethos, or esteem
Playing virtue, some cannot...Read More

Fright night echoes sounds clink tapped chalices,
Amidst caused bruised concoctions aplenty,
Dons alehouse barmaids geniality,
Fair distance yonder gates of said palaces.

Camaraderie placates fools, nightfalls,
Host chambered snores all else unpleasantries,
Wenches clear tables its swill and varies,
Whilst yon night watchman hollers hourly calls.

The...Read More

‘Hello Mister Thompson, please can you take a chair!’
‘This one?’ I asked. She said, ‘no that one over there!’
Now I’m sure I heard a scream, or was is just a shout?
Should I ask the receptionist what the commotion’s all about?

Oh,...Read More

I wish I was a Tory,
It would be another story,
So much simpler not to care
Or have to be aware
Of how other folks must strive
To make a crust to stay alive.
I could keep my privileged indifference
Surrounded by a picket fence
I wouldn't...Read More

'Twas long before a Shakespeare play was quilled,
the fifth and sixth of deadly sins would prey
then dance with pride as innocence was spilled
upon the pyre where dastard evil plays.
The wicked toil around their witch's brew
of lies perceived as truths among...Read More

Is just Love an oasis in ‘desert of self’
Where my talents seem fossilized bones with no life?
I bless remnants of forebears (expired, long past prime)
That caress life, the breeze that cools brow, whose moist breath,
Does suggest some direction, moves me...Read More

Prescribed blood tests
present no qualms,
unlikely nothing askew i.e.
ticking time bombs
nor prone to catastrophization,

albeit anticipatory anxiety
plus demeanor of poetically titled
medical practitioner allays, calms
alleviates agitation exhibited
by dad's and/or mom's

panic minimizes si? no sweaty palms,
nonetheless precautionary measure taken
thumbing apostle Matthew psalms
ayee feel grateful...Read More

I'll write of things lamentable like poor shipwrecked loves,
Tempest-tossed by bestial winds behind unfeeling storms;
Ripped apart by the furious middles of swift-gusting winds,
Voyaging to dream-born shores away from boring homes. 

I'll tell of the Fate-shattered dreams of earth's surest bet.
Painting...Read More

Trump’s not “great,” he IS fat, his morality’s more like a doormat
To Satan than ‘shining’ example of ‘City on Hilltop!’
His base ‘chokes’ on swill that he feeds them, his fascist black ‘Colors’
Would crucify freedom! “Fake News” is called ‘fact’ from...Read More

UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: LIII - Tongue Teasers

Whether the glass is « half full » or « half empty », what counts is WHO « drank" the "other half », the « better half » ? Lucky Devil !

« By hook or...Read More

At that moment an explosion of mud filled the air
    as their tension was now largely increased.
They tried to gather their wits but all took to stare
    as for the first time laid eyes...Read More

                                    I looked up to...Read More

It's Wine & Brie, When You're 53
Fifty-three's All Jive,
When Mom of the Cosby Five,
Squattin' on Dunellen Drive.

Fifty-three's Germ Free,
Periodic Number in Chemistry,
Of Tincture O'Iodine.

Firstborn at 5 Club Road,
Number 5 of 5 Toads,
Hil's "High 5" Unloads.

Her B'Day's Twelve Twenty-Eight,
Her Gifts, Poverty...Read More

I’m a known flincher 
This is no lie
Someone may try to
face punch me
and instantly I close my eyes 

When I see a roach
I try to avoid it at all cost
but if it flies on me
I start dancing a jig
Which is...Read More

Cackling old hens posing as journalists-
thinking themselves angles of light,
lay poisonous eggs filled with lies 
and gestating hate-
riling against common sense,
and the rooster crows at noon.

Idiots, entrusted with government
destroy our country and way of life-
while the majority just watch 
as...Read More

Villanelle : Paint no colours on plain words lest the poet stop(s) writing

Paint no colours on plain words lest the poet stop(s) writing
Out of fear for what he writes makes no sense to the wise reader
Can words of encouragement be...Read More

Refrain I:
“The day after today shall be the one I adore,
for tomorrow will be better than the day before. 
When the darkness hovers I shall see the light, 
and all the stress and fear will be out of sight. 
I...Read More

Thanksgiving is the time for us to give
a thought or two about life and reflect
on blessings great allowing us to live,
a special day for thanks— to introspect.
But my attention’s drawn another way,
as food takes center stage again this year,
with recipes...Read More

“A man convinced against his will
Is of the same opinion still”—
But though we will with all our might,
A sober thought still wins that fight.

A fairer rhyme I thus propose,
Our feckless follies to expose:
“A man convinced by stubborn will
Has surely swigged...Read More

Peel back the onion tear squeals
coming from a televised live politico lynch rally
See the sound byte rubber duckie
teflon touting 
his favorite effigy combustible hits

Penguin strutting presidential seal
got a billy goat attitude, kicking rude gutter alley
A moving goalpost sway dis plucky,
sour...Read More

Just got the “bum's rush”, hoping for some direction
From this so-called specialist when it comes to treating depression
Five minutes listening to his fancy swill
Prescribes a different “magic” pill
Collected his huge fee and ushered in the next in succession




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If Ever I Had A Country...(Continued) : LXVII - LXVIII 

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In the lush beer gardens of New Berlin,
fräulein Democracy dalmatian died
giving birth to a litter of surrogate lies

Fourth Reich Vandals with mongrel desires,
now on a demolition blitzkrieg breathe
Wehrmacht vapors rising volcanic once again

Perfidious voices carried on a turbulent wind —...Read More