User Poetry

[kennyc]

Well done Geoff! Women do indeed hold up half the sky and likely even more.

[GeoffC]

And another ....

Where now the sanctity of the female II

What rite is this, to cut and maim
to keep control, by slice and stitch
to hold in chains, forbid true love
to bind their feet, mark worth in beasts.

What right is this, deny a life
beyond the home, beyond the clan
debarred from hope, no freedom road
exists; profaned, debased, down-classed.

What right is this, to use them sore
what words were spoke, by whom and where
or writ in olden age, to matter now;
who broke the bond from man and womb.

What rite exists, to yoke them slave
What makes you scared to let them learn
What makes you seek control by threat
of lash or lead or acid bite.

~ . ~ . ~ . ~ . ~

What rite is this to mark her deeds
by pointing fingers at her grace, or say she slept
her way above the glass or daddy-rose above;
then coward, you, insult by tweet.

What right is this, behind the walls
to fist, to kick, abuse, mis-use
or groom by charm then rip the pure
perverting love by venal wiles.

~ . ~ . ~ . ~ . ~

A stolen rib was wrought
fair form was brought to life
to live in equal state.
What right exists that fails to honour
the female need for our species.

~ . ~ . ~ . ~ . ~

[beachwanderer]

Well, that's strong stuff again. And it makes me feel a bit uneasy about posting something rather more playful and shallow after that, but:


„There was no sign
of others there!“

he said, with laughs
and glee,

„For others tend
not care to go
where I prefer to be.

I value it, this solitude,
it keeps cheap talk away

for sometimes
in reflective mood,
for silence I do pray.

(Some hours later
I admit
this loneliness turns dull

and I return
to crowded streets
and live life to the full.)“

[GeoffC]

Good to read - thanks ....

[GeoffC]

After my rather two heavy ones - here's a ' lighter one '

The Angels’ Share

Have you felt the mountains breathe
exhale of peat and heath
entrapped within the glens , and still
the nip and fire within

Have you sipped at the mountain springs
the tears upon the braes
admired the golden hues , and the still
with the nip and fire within

Have you seen the breeze caress
the waves on barley leas
followed the tide until it stills
with a nip and fire within

Have you found the malt
at the end of the burn
where the copper brings it still
for the nip and fire within

Have you knocked on the oak
and wondered at the cask
for there’s the spirit that’s stilled
with a nip and a fire within

Have you pledged your bond
paid dues for the angels’ share
hold a toast on the tongue ; stilled -
for the nip and fire within ….

[kennyc]

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Trump’s Universe

Bow down little bird
Snatch the bread
Bow, bow, hop, hop
Bang you’re dead


Kenny A. Chaffin – 2/2/2017

[kennyc]

Ivanka’s Hair

I need it
I must have it
So beautiful
So silky
So blonde
I will give it to Sinead


Kenny A. Chaffin – 2/8/2017

[kennyc]

How Shall it Be

Emboldened by war
we shall go
we shall march
as one
as an army
of people
for people
for the good of the country
for the constitution
for the world


Kenny A. Chaffin – 2/5/2017

[GeoffC]

Paradox

Scalpel sheared my flesh
I bleed
but do not fall ;

Cudgel crushed my bones
I break
but do not fall ;

Words wracked my thoughts
I bruise
but do not fall ;

Feather fletched my cheek
I flinch
and fail :

[kennyc]

I like it! The smallest thing...

[GeoffC]

Thanks Kenny ... Indeed , and how often it happens ...

[DaleDe]

Nice GeoffC. Sounds like you have encountered a pair-of-docs.

Dale

[GeoffC]

Thanks Dale .....

[beachwanderer]

near Sternberg

this time
the clock
and all the cars surrounding me
prevail
no stop
to observe
the solemn stride
of the cranes

[kennyc]

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Dogwalking

She walked two dogs,
Beggar and Poo-Poo.

One was a terrier
the other a schitz.

I’ll let you decide.



Kenny A. Chaffin – 3/21/2017