The 'Voice-Summer night'*
Edvard Munch first love at sight
Milly ever on his mind
a dalliance of the romantic kind
Key,
Black to White, Black to White
back to front, front to back
dancing naked
a pale moonlight
passions rising
over a burning sea
you can see
madam
you can see
in the twin mirror of me
won now
now won
one two
one two
nailed
the predictive text
of life
unpredictability mailed
sent off only to be returned
sites left to be seen
running the streets
Pamplona by the sea
sipping prosecco
warm words in a breeze
minds tickling time
stopping for a world to see
I in front of you
You in front of me
unlocking secrets
that were meant to be
IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : XXXIX
For Aurélien BARRAU, the consummate millenial teacher
IF you pull a long perplexed face
At the way this World has come to stay
Bad Guys always running the human race
Good Guys have no recourse but to pray
If you pull a long victimized face
Hoping somehow the Meek will win out some day
That all it takes is to lose meantime some face
Now and then to those who make you unwilling pay
If you pull a long anxious face
Fretting every morn the issue of the day
Which Frost road to take to avoid the pitfall place
Bad Guys will revel to see you fritter energy away
If you pull a long downcast face
At the way Justice fails to pave the way
For Truth to triumph while mediocre mettle prevails
Does not Yang need the Yin to keep both at bay
If you must then pull all kinds of face
At, say, Pullitzers Bookers Goncourts all mainstay Nobels pariah
Will the whored beggar Welles or the squealing Kazans they replace
Be the Dantes erecting on quicksand grounds the Divina Comedia
© T. Wignesan - Paris, March 16, 2019
Scorched earth flows from Rump’s rumble
And feds are furloughed and grumble
Although he seems glad
For us it’s rather sad
While his wall and our cookies crumble
Author's note: The world's economic and social ills won't be fixed by a wall, but the US steel companies will benefit. In the "America First" isolationist world, some assume that we can exist without sharing and caring. That's a recipe for apocalypse.
At least Nancy Pelosi and the democrats in the House have the sense to stand up to the obese narcissistic T-rumpasaurus meanus.