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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Inspiration becomes a dirty word? Someone shouted, kicking my knees And it hurt…. I forgot to unfold the deck chair Evening dress and black ties Loot our cemeteries The one’s uptown, with turnstiles And Logo Mastheads Shift workers, board of directors Smelling of grease Stripping summer meadows Like a rapist Whose only intent is to influence! One for “Recycle” One for Garbage Discarding sharp edges Hiding questions With 15 foot sharks Frenzy on Wall Street Pattern of splinters Tearing apart 401k Was it a premonition? Toasting tardiness & contrary ways Inefficiencies clogs the drain In H.R. Crusted hands of corporate fishermen Incompetent strangers passing through With open-cold arms Collecting flesh and bone Permissive Cut throats The trickle effect Of life’s work in org charts Helpdesk requests A wolf will chew its leg off To free itself when caught Teleconferencing in Helicopters Classified FAQ’s ATM’s bloodlust of power Hammering nails Around checking accounts Education and retirement benefits Becomes Global Security On the back page Of Travel and Leisure Unethical becomes rigors of idealists Clearing their throats With space allocation forms & a bottle of Jack Who hates smokers? And honest employees But, hey, it’s a turn Key Nation Isn’t it? |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ Yes it is a turn key nation and its getting sicker. Good morning sweet. |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
A gritty piece of work here, Lee... A mixture of the lack of factory smoke and the smell of old money... There is blood on the hands of those who put mass fotunes above the heads of their citizens in common, but this is the way of flowing capital... That river always contains pollution, sometimes the effluent of the affluent is invisable..but this poem exposes that poison, and brings it out into the light.. A turning of the key excites the crank.. and there seems to be no way to jam the gears. A deep and thought-filled poem. ____________ice/ford ><> |
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choshi Senior Member
since 2004-01-01
Posts 1184New York |
Strong writing....I always appreciate your intelligent language that does not compromise the emotions your poems engender of convey......such a difficult balance to maintain.....~P |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
"A poet, any real poet, is simply an alchemist who transmutes his cynicism regarding human beings into an optimism regarding the moon, the stars, the heavens, and the flowers, to say nothing of Spring, love, and dogs." George Jean Nathan |
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Dautz Write Member
since 2004-11-16
Posts 96 |
Good title, and a intense poem with attitude. I enjoyed this very much. Dautz |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Excellent work here LeeJ... Dead on the nail. TD |
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