The boats with eyes are on to me.
They have cast away from the shore.
They have no use for my blues no more.
I have seen them floating away.
Taking my heart down the river today
The people in the boats they wave to me.
They sing a better song than I
and the boats they swing and sway
taking my heart down the river today.
Fud helped temper attacks
trump a three-word promise longer than ever before
the up ones sleeve trump card
trump up trick, as Day of Judgement
raised the dead on intestinal gas through the anus
to expel hopping into an atom splitting fission
similar referendum wins multiple atoms to split
exponential increase in atoms splitting into right wing populism
the number of some which will awaken destruction
to take war to Europe
and based on history applaud the great victory
to win back control from now fractured EU.
The final trumpet that taps into a seething and of course many
but based on history
the Christening of them leads to nothing happening
but Utopia argumentum ad metum
– not ace in the hole card period of time –
compare trombone at dawn by several commentators
that Brexit, a trick with a trump is not caused by
split geyser of anti-immigrant sentiment suggestions
and ascent in part we are entering one moral due to another
according to the belief of thousands within an extremely short period
on a very broad scale.
Possible scenarios are infinite
to build a wall has many awful faults prevented
hit the economy with a strong force of natural selection trump
which might represent to trump up a convincing EU
as well as also one major wave of inward-facing
and they in turn causing all the indicators
that were in case against the last EU for all its UK causes
automatically honour targeting frail people
in their many moving parts
as their combined energy weakens.
Fear uncertainty doubt FUD call force in suppressing
in the face of won overnight
by those who due to the massive complexity
by the hundreds of splits causing multiple moral Utopia
argumentum ad impact
of the first atom of all ages and killing. Of all ages and killing.
Robin Ouzman Hislop, born UK, a reader in philosophy & religions, has traveled extensively throughout his lifetime but now lives in semi- retirement as a TEFL teacher and translator in Spain & the UK.
Robin was editor of the 12 year running on-line monthly poetry journal Poetry Life and Times. In 2013 he joined with Dave Jackson as co-editor at Artvilla.com, where he presently edits Poetry Life & Times, Artvilla.com, Motherbird.com.
He’s been previously published in a variety of international magazines, later publications including Voices without Borders Volume 1 (USA), Cold Mountain Review (Appalachian University, N.Carolina), The Poetic Bond Volumes (thepoeticbond.com) and Phoenix Rising from the Ashes (a recently published international Anthology of Sonnets). His last publication is a volume of collected poems All the Babble of the Souk available at all main online tributaries.
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It’s a long long night –
we bypass attraction on the way
to indifference -.
the beer is flat,
the bartender won’t refill our peanut bowl
nothing left to say
moves on to staring in each other’s face,
wondering what it takes for two people
to find even the merest attraction
in each other
and why the alcohol-fueled
loss of inhibitions is no help –
we’re just two different people
and, for all the liquor,
all the come-ons in the world.,
we’re fated to remain that way –
but I say, “It was nice talking to you”
and you reply, “the pleasure
was all mine” –
more hours wasted
on absolutely nothing —
sometimes I think
life was never meant
to happen.
John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident. Recently published in New Plains Review, South Carolina Review, Gargoyle and Big Muddy Review with work upcoming in Louisiana Review, Cape Rock and Spoon River Poetry Review. To view more of his work www.motherbird.com & Poetry Life & Times
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I will paint apples
and tend the vines
as they grow over me.
I will rhyme in time
and sing the songs of love.
The angry men are arriving with guns.
We shall hold hands and pray
We shall ask for peace.
The apples are red and green
and lie on the table in threes.
The muses arrive in sevens
and carry torches.
We shall hold hands and pray
We shall ask for peace.
We shall hold hands and pray
We shall ask for peace.
We shall hold hands and pray
We shall ask for peace.
Should I compare you to a winter night
when white roses love fire and we desire
fertile land, singing repertoires we’ve cooled
with iced beer? The future is clear. No more
monkeys and rams with sunglasses will clog
the stations and cottages. We need to collect
the children before they wilt and tug
at each other like turtles with the lilt of aspirin
in their throats. Then we can beckon
priests and doctors who suffer policemen’s
ennui before massacres: it will be time
to launch the Jupiter missiles and portray
ourselves as the gods that we are not.
David Spicer has had poems in Yellow Mama, Reed Magazine, Slim Volume, The Laughing Dog, Jersey Devil Press, The American Poetry Review, New Verse News, Ploughshares, Bad Acid Laboratories, Inc., Dead Snakes, and in A Galaxy of Starfish: An Anthology of Modern Surrealism (Salo Press, 2016). He has been nominated for a Pushcart, is the author of one full-length collection of poems and four chapbooks, and is the former editor of Raccoon, Outlaw, and Ion Books. He lives in Memphis, Tennessee. for further views of his works see Poetry Life & Times & Motherbird.com
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