Utopian Poems

Spirit and sponsor sane sexagenarian scribe and his spouse to a Utopian country

Spirit and sponsor sane sexagenarian scribe (and his spouse) to a Utopian country

He seeks (in tandem with the missus) 
legal asylum in Canada...
New Brunswick, Newfoundland, 
Nova Scotia, et cetera,
or any other socially 
progressive European country,
and seriously ponders said scheme
to exit (stage door left) living social 
within these United States,
when four score 
plus days and seven

Underneath An Utopian Paradise

I have faith in brighter days like these
And have hope in kinder ways of speech please
I have no doubt in this mind…
I don’t want to be left behind
Collect my tears of endless sorrow
Hopefully, there’s another tomorrow
To handle with my hefty grip properly
To carve like I do to precious pottery

I am underneath the surface
I am underneath

The Utopian Way

To exist within a utopian society is
Of great  opportunity.  A perfect way
Where existing means living by 
Obligations to the utopian way. 
A deep desirable Devotion must be
Counted  of the characteristics of
The inhabitants of this society.
Everyone must live in harmony with 
Everyone else and with nature.

Satisfaction without stress struggle 
Strife nor  strain

Utopian Smoke

Utopian Smoke
David J Walker

tie-died Salesmen in ponytails
offered  peace in an
Aquarian timeshare
for annual fees and considerations 
keys of dried green grass line 
Golden streets with Brass Bongs
And the utopians smoke 
in long tokes exhaling 
foreign views of a world
from the peaks of unnamed 
Mountains
where Everyone is equal 
Because everyone is No one
who drink from the

The Utopian One World State

--Evil starts as germinated seeds,
noxious weeds of social infestation,
spreading and suffocating human diversity,
pushing all freedoms into extinction,
the loss of Liberty's creed,,
--Men-Women birth their offspring,
but raised by the State,
alienated offspring grow into bastards,
by design to this fate,
no-longer is Family an understanding,,
--Started in guise of education,
parasitic propaganda by subliminal indoctrination,
targeting children of all ages,
instructing apart from parental

Sabotage

Comrade
Tie rollerskates to pólice
Horses hoofs
Piss on the grim parade
From the roof
Of the dept store
Slip a fortune cookie note
That reads
´give me liberty or death
Or chicken chow mein ´
In the pocket of a
Passing pope
Arm the homeless
With pitchforks
& direct them to the
Castle on the hill
Bite the earlobes
Of the palace guards
But not too hard
Just enough to let
Them know
We means

Utopian

If I were you
I would take life more seriously
If I were you
I would invest more, spend less
If I were you
I would repent of my sins
If I were you
I would get a job
If I were you
I would get married soon
If I were you
I would have better friends
If I were you
I would quit smoking and alcohol
If I

God's Utopian Church

I was listening to a Christian theologian friend of mine
speaking about the Messiah's,
and St. Paul's,
original intention when singing praises of God's here/not-here Kingdom,
and potential as a multiculturally inclusive Church,
as a countercultural extending family,
creolizing out to encompass all human natures
to conjoin and rejoin Earth's cooperatively-owned
and self-other governing GoldenRule thrivalist nature,
bountiful nature,
Beloved Cooperative Community global nature.

Which got

The New Eden, a Utopian Dream

The animals said, "let us breathe new life into Utopian dreams".  "The law of the 
jungle should be changed, to suit all of us!"  After a lengthy debate, they finally decided that it should be, 'survival of the wittiest'.  This of course would change everything.  The fox, eager to influence the

Utopian Family Matters

The first-born birth is celebrated.
Henceforth the father’s flame is ignited,
While mother’s strings are deeply implanted.
Father’s smoke leeches the air from his own child,
For he is born with no breath,
Thus, thrown into the breathing box for a time.
To put it simply, he was born to survive.

After a bout with the devil’s insanity,
The social service summoned their

Utopian Land

My poetry takes me to Utopian land,
  Where love and peace perfectly blend.
    Humanity is the only religion known
      Arrows are rusted, bows can’t bend.

Everyone is kind with beautiful heart,
  Equality and justice for all, I wonder.
    A perfect place where women

My Utopian Bubble

It floats high, abandoning all problems 
It wonders with the wind, following nature
It glistens in the sun, revealing its beauty

It makes the children laugh
It brings joy to all ages

It is smooth, light, and delicate
It is transparent, yet reflects the rainbow
It is precious, fragile, and free

It is my utopia

It’s pure, perfect presence is short lived
I long

Utopian Visions

Our true destination, 
is written in the radiant mist 
and song silently upon a silver breeze. 
whispered harmonies weeping graceful melodies, 
to the lost who cannot find. 

we bathe in illusion that makes us visible, 
and our hunger makes us sane. 
Decorated by the benign, 
That decant our life force 
Upon the mundane. 

We fade,

Utopian

i see the world getting smaller and smaller,
untill it finally fades
the taste of red wine still in my mouth, 
soothing me
knowing in the back of my mind
this place isn't been made
for you and me'
my arm hanging out the window,
my fingers playing with the wind..
fantasizing how it would be
to live this life,
completely free

Utopian Future of Virtuality

Where artificial intelligence meets
 Kinesthetic tracking
 Cognitive science traverses
 With a new Second Life Enterprise
 A bold horizon
 Of man-machine-imagination
 Engineering virtual platforms
 Connected body life hyperspace
 Dreaming on cyber integration
 
Envisioning an astral sphere
 Of consciousness free from the body
 Circling planetary interdimensions
 A cerebral socialized infinity 
Marketed to mass humanity
 Intertwining flood gates

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