*WE DIED YESTERDAY*
Like an ox pulling a wagon
Sweating and breathing
Moaning at the load behind
Is our minds, tired and wasted
We believe in making a better tomorrow
And perfecting a remaining today
Forgetting the fight of yesterday
That killed the better half of ours
We claim to be heroes,
Fought and won our freedom
But a lie it is, we fear to face
For yesterday, we fought and died
Freedom is happiness
Happiness is love
Love is for the chosen few
We, the rest, killed by our burdens
We watch silently,
As they kill our remains
We cry tearlessly
For the tears were wasted yesterday
We died yesterday,
As we struggled for freedom
Not seen, not felt
We died yesterday.
*_Lewis Wamwanda_*
*1/15/2019*
Categories:
tearlessly, africa, betrayal,
Form: ABC
The river is at autumnal peace
The spring runoff months long past.
The sun has mellowed, shrinking shadows.
Birds that once graced this glade
Have assayed the air and arched the horizon.
There is a gentleness in grass and tree—
A gentleness that reminds me of me.
My life’s season too is settling up,
Signed by silent, sober resignation.
What I once was, I am no more
My river has slowed to a feeble flow.
Legs that once fit me to jump and leap
Now struggle my balance to keep.
I see in nature’s changing trappings
Reflections of what is afoot for this form.
All of God's living things signal a cycle
Of orderly, ordained necrosis and renewal.
The river and sun and grass and tree
Are of the nature that is a part of me.
Sleep-needful eyes too heavy one day
Will tearlessly close in all being’s way.
I do not abhor the closing of the door.
My angel Mother whispered "there is more."
Categories:
tearlessly, death, life,
Form: Rhyme
Mindful madness makes its way through the midnight hour,
Keeping open the tired eyes that cry tearlessly
Bestowing pain upon my weakened body.
What answers can be found sifting quick
Thoughts in the sleepless mind and pounding head?
When the madness has gone,
I close my eyes,my body becomes calm,
And confusion sets in!
Categories:
tearlessly, confusion,
Form: ABC
We held the hills together
Like a little nub of pencil
Then we fell apart
To write our disparate lives with each broken heart
I read your story in shady nights
Under bare breasted street lights
Fall like a dagger on my thread
Of redemption left leaves rotting here
I knot the pieces of my emotion
Around our innocense so full of dread
That I read and fled
Our beginnings bare as rocks and slippery too
The net got you
Lingering among the fallen ladies
You were swept up tearlessly in the eddies
I remember you always and prayerfully
Wiping your memory with tears
I found in a barren place of lonely beauty
Categories:
tearlessly, teen,
Form: Verse
Nobody knows much about her
shadowy woman she
she haunts ill illumined corners
mostly vicariously.
Single-minded in her purpose
(focused on men of course)
one day she primped down her purse up
and side saddled her horse.
Prince Dick Whit, whom she had married,
impetus for her ride.
had been the Illuminati
for her ferocious stride.
Her Dad, you see, was imprisoned.
She armed with Dick's sway felt
the jester blind King would listen
when time the truth to tell.
Thus rode fair Taise off fearlessly
and cutting to the quick
Taise rescued Dad not tearlessly,
so many wounds to lick.
Was long ago, now both enjoy
reminiscing days old
when Daddy was the prescient one
said, “Please don't tase me, Bro!”
Written by Nancy Jones for Debbie Guzzi's “Creepy Irish Creatures” contest
*Taise is a minor figure in Irish legend who married a hero in order to free her father from prison
**The last line alludes to an outrageously incredible incident that occurred four years ago where I live. If you're interested, I posted the video in “about this poem”
Categories:
tearlessly, school,
Form: Ballad
Peculators
Artfully bilk, cheat, defraud… embezzle!
Forgetting gainful, helpful, industrious jobs.
Keeping loot maliciously nervously obtained.
Pilfering, quickly. Robbing, swindling tearlessly.
Until final judgment sends them… Away.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 17, 2010
Poetic form: ABC
Categories:
tearlessly, angst, business, social
Form: ABC