Wards Poems

The Foul Mouthed

Foul mouthed he was,foul mouthed he was called,
A beast with words,an obsession he wards,
South is his tone,without a fear to his baritone,
A grave his tongue digs,for him he'll only sink.

Categories: wards, betrayal, desire,
Form: Rhyme

Abandoned

These walls, crumbling through time.
seeing old metal beds, stained mattresses,
broken sinks and toilets, rusted old medical supplies and a vacant morgue.

 I'm walking through a dark place where pain was inflicted, 
on patients to non existing ailments.
Lobotomies, electroshock, meds that these doctors and nurses, 
thought would cure such simple illnesses.

 The flickering florescent lights above

Categories: wards, dark, history, loneliness, memory,
Form: Free verse

8 Billion Wards of the States

All 8 billion of us
have mental illness
some 
subtly 
so
others profound
its a matter of degree
of shade..

some reach out - adapt
become chefs-CEOS- presidents
others curl inward
cannibalize themselves
crapping out 
psychopaths  
creeping about
raking fangs along 
our plump peace cloud... 

We've emptied asylums
population at critical mass
somebodies gonna crack
lay twisted neck upon the tracks
derailing society
plucking lives
off the vine
before 
they're
ripe

Categories: wards, mental illness,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

For Wards

i can't just say
four words and
then remain 
sigh lent

so though you sent
me that word
i must doe re 
me spond

whackadoo but
whackadon't and
let's not forget
knick knack patty

whack but you
have to ask
yourself 
how much

wood could a
woodchuck
chuck if a
wood 

chuck
would
chuck
wood

i will give you
the answer as
soon as i give
one hundred

monkeys one
hundred type
writers with
paper and

pray
not to
get an
output 

of
shake
speare

Categories: wards, muse,
Form: I do not know?

Maternity Wards

Landing sites
For fish fished
From womb lakes

Categories: wards, birth, satire,
Form: Triolet

Honey Bees Are Flying Back Wards

breast milk brewed
in factories liberated
colostrum in packets
saints steal the milk
of calves drink then pray
believing in a myth
heat of love in plastic
bags swollen
while leaves eat the sun
turning green we destroy them
honey bees are flying back wards

Categories: wards, allegory,
Form: I do not know?

Wards of the State

In the wards of the state
Custody is gruesome
We breathe and speak our constraints
Looming from hallway rumors

I am the hawk in the clock
Shaking hands with fate
Existing in between discretion

Charged with numbers
Time is the shock of stillness
We foam with desire
And wrench our poison pens

They train us like fire dogs
A hazard to be expunged

Categories: wards, dream, education,
Form: Free verse

Anirtak(Katrina Spelled Back Wards How She Left

in search of victims
none were found
trees blew 
water filled the town
quick alert the systems

broke and weak
stranded.
rich and powerful
vanish

no shelter 
broken promises
 
this is america
we united
one storm
now it's whatever!

my feelings can't 
hide it 
when it comes to weather

katrina the tropical storm
knocked down houses and churches 
even hospitals gone.

Categories: wards, natural disasters,
Form: Narrative