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abstract homo sapiens


Summer Night Albert Bloch 1913

abstract homo sapiens

abstract “homo sapiens,”
weather-beaten, ice-burned,
exhausted warlords,
hands of pure water.

sunk in an alternate world
each reacts differently:
neurasthenia, irritation,
anger, rage;
paralyzing stagnant anemia.

beyond excitation they
gather with beaded moonbeams,
encrusted with precious stones,
filled with similarly colored fluids.

into the eyes of shameful friends,
sharing bondage, telling tales.
blueberry juice on their skin.
isolated from autumnal craftsmen —
an out-of-society culture.

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Written for:

Magpie Tales – Mag 133

Also posted on:

The letter “H ” for ‘olly ‘ock

Image credit:  Art Experts Inc.

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Dear Brother


Grief stricken Hermione cradling Dobby

Dear Brother

If I were brave, I’d hide from
the gas, the bombs
and even the filthy sky.

But, instead, I sniff my water carefully.
I tune my ears to ultra high pitches
as the television pronounces
and the radio announces
and the smart-phone tickles my fingertips.

It may seem I’m rather helpless,
Dear Brother,
but don’t worry:
I’ll make sure they put a stone on your grave.

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Written for:

Poetics: The Art Of Rebellion

Photo credit:  Huw Evans Picture Agency  © 2009 all rights reserved.  Daily Mail — UK