Of Ravens & Roses
The rose was succulent and red,
Spoke of passion and desire,
"Put it away," the raven said,
"Lest their ire we tempt."
You thought yourself invincible,
A knight, an angel of steel;
But what are you willing to fight for
When it's fire you breathe?
Wore the rose in your hair,
The raven be damned,
The smell forever trapped in air,
Hail ignorance, oh gloriou...
Wednesday 30th December 2020 4:14 pm
Shadow à la carte
If only the bristles of a paintbrush,
The powder of an Etch A Sketch
Would a personality provide,
Make you master of your chiaroscuro,
Let you determine and decide
Just how much chaos
Good people get to criticize...
Saturday 26th December 2020 4:31 pm
Treading Truths
Once upon a time, a reticent raconteur
encountered a professional flâneur;
the former asked the latter if a point
lay hidden in his picaresque existence,
at which our wanderer took no offense,
but simply said: "At least my path
I respect; I search-find-lose,
while you swell with tales yet choose
to never burst, even though you know
that in a sea of everyday shells,
...
Thursday 24th December 2020 4:20 pm
Sloganeering in a Field of Straw Men
In the age of slogan veneration
And the vortex of misinformation,
Can you hear that hammer?
It's meant for the penultimate nail
In the coffin of nuance.
There's a bumper sticker serenade
Spreading and puncturing
The ear drums of the susceptible,
But perhaps La Déesse Raison
Can still swoop in ex machina?
Tuesday 22nd December 2020 4:04 pm
The Witch of Wellfleet
'Cherchez la femme' and heartbreak,
even for the prince of pirates.
Mary has his son in a barn,
alone, without Black Sam.
But it's Barnstable's Old Jail
she now haunts.
A child born; a child lost,
and she waits still
for her Robin Hood of the Sea.
She waits in Eastham,
for one who'll never come...
Friday 18th December 2020 7:08 pm
Castle
You built a castle of confidence,
the confidence of innocence,
the innocence of ignorance,
and the ignorance of hope.
You hope the castle into a fortress,
yet the first stone still is cast
by the sinner and the brazen;
see? - already, there's a scratch.
More stones, more scratches,
if you can't beat' em, join' em,
throw stones from the inside,
self-mani...
Monday 14th December 2020 9:30 pm
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