This is something new to me. I’ve always appreciated poetry and those that are able to eloquently express an idea or thought through this form of
writing. I’ve never written poetry and am anxious to learn so I will start this thread so that I may explore this art form through my own writing.
My writing won’t be perfect so please be patient and don’t judge to harshly. I hope you will enjoy…
Educated men in suits waiting for the season.
Appease their Gods of wealth and power while living for no reason.
Gnawing on his thumbs to spite the other fingers.
Driving down dead end roads he remembers as fear lingers.
The day is long he can’t go back.
He’s crossed the line that fades to black.
His conscience dies it can’t be heard.
This man will find that right and wrong blurred.
He has no choice the die is set.
Decisions made now he will soon regret.
His crooked smile and steel handshake.
Means nothing as he’s on the take.
Fat men sit and decide the fate
Of noble men and heads of state.
With black boxes they will lead through.
Turn them on and they’ll deceive you.
You think your decisions are your own.
But they were decided by masters unknown.
If you think you know this man.
Then think again because no one can.
You may ask is it too late.
The answer is he’s sealed your fate.
Things I’ve wanted so long to say.
Are neatly and properly tucked away.
In the dark and hidden fray.
These things are surfacing come today.
Its strength I need to let them out.
These things long hidden.
I will soon shout.
You guys/gals are awesome. Thanks so much for the encouragement and kind words. I’m really enjoying the process of writing poetry because of
the imagery you are forced to view in your mind when putting pen to paper. As I said in my opening post this is very new to me so your words
couldn’t come at a better time. I will try to post more maybe later on tonight.
Sparkling dew hangs on grass blades bending
Frozen air I walk out trembling
Crunching sounds upon my walking
I listen quietly because natures talking
I zip my coat and snug my chin
And continue my way through the cold winter wind.
Wolves howling veiled twilight
They hunt the frail in full moonlight
Cower behind long shadows showing
They call their friends their pack is growing
Fog weaves through tree branches sway
Fear sets in the woodland prey
They run in pride I regret to say
The weak won’t live another day
On the broken wings of man
The gods of war intend to stand
Through their veins cold blood runs.
They want the liberty given to your sons.
In the business of selling fear.
Their motivation is very clear.
In buried cables into you den.
Through TV sets and CNN
Their goal is power and money you see.
So take a stand and fight to be free.
Just turn off their constant flow
Into your house that box aglow
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