men so #malign
given free reign
to inflict pain
incite chaotic storms
wield lies as weapons
to subdue humanity
to reap false value
from a construct
of cruel minds
that wealth is more
than any life
when gold, paper
coins, and bits
only have value
because we are
convinced of it.
#RetroArtDaily
I #track my progress,
rarely accept it,
never done,
not enough,
not up to my #measure,
always a bit in the next step
before I finish
the one I’m taking.
Forward thinking,
a viral illusion
robbing the joy
of the present,
chronic
dissatisfaction,
enough, never enough.
#RetroArtDaily #Vss365
Get a #grip!
With what?
My bare hands reach
And there’s nothing,
Air cools my palms
With nothing more real
That a feeling of distance.
If hands have radar
There is nothing for miles.
My sonar says I’m on my own
Alone to create grit
From the thinnest air.
#RetroArtDaily #Poetry #FreeVerse #Writing
I did a sounding
Plumbing the depths
Searching for boundaries,
Was there a bottom?
Was I at the surface?
Why don’t I already know
The fluid and space
I encompass?
It may be infinite,
Taken for ordinary.
#RetroArtDaily #DailyPrompt #Poetry #Sounding
The world has gone
Elsewhither,
The feelings are intense.
All that I counted on
No longer makes sense.
I sit, and I'm frozen,
Stunned by this con.
But I'll make my world over,
Before I'll give in to this Don.
#RetroArtDaily #intense #Poetry #Resist #EpsteinFiles
#Diabolical,
a word that's trending
already mundane,
can’t up with
of a man insane
with lust for power,
greed, and revenge.
Until this be done
I contort my face,
each day I race
in need of new words
as every one
pales and becomes
commonplace.
#RetroArtDaily #Prompt #Poetry #Resist
