winds sweep the plains
dusting earth's
never-fallowed ground
while starlings
like schools of fish
swimming the currents
shadow the light that lands
on once verdant fields...
beasts of burden and
human livestock press on
to pay the toll due the
modern robber baron
who hides protected
behind his broken shield--
a nation's economy, capital
its corporate empire and yield.
elPintor
Thu 2nd Feb 2017 23:11
Thanks, Randall and Stu. When I started this, I was listening to Zeppelin, "No Quarter". But, when it was all said and done, I was listening to this...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RrxePKps87k
I can't say exactly what that has to do with the piece, but I can't seem to get enough.
elP
its wonderfully topical and pointed but what i enjoy most about this is the imagery and the clever way you have used language to leave the overarching message in limbo, until it comes exploding out during the last lines. excellent as ever, the line-breaks before and after 'while starlings' are an excellent use of space.
Post-apocalyptic and hauntingly relevant. This poem holds a lot in a few lines. It really paints a vivid picture of where we are and what's coming. ?
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elPintor
Thu 2nd Feb 2017 23:49
..love Neil Young in his Crazy Horse days. Thanks for the link. It will make for good listening tonight.
elP x