The stream (all workshops)
Run!
Go ahead and cry bloody war
Cry in fear as we run towards the shore.
A battlefield,
That’s what I see
A cold and dark moment for all humanity
Funny what a fight can turn out to be.
So just turn around,
Keep walking away,
You’d be afraid of what a poet can say,
Soldiers come our way.
A poet of war has written his verse,
The people have run away.
SAUDADE
Você é fogo-eletrico
rasgando em desejo
dolorosa refração de cores
em cegueira de luz
êxstase de ser
prazer de viver
Você é agua caindo
pelos dedos
rio fugindo na desilusão
promessas quebradas
traição e vontade
e eu sou…
saudade.
LONGING
You are fire electric
ripping into desire
the blinding light of colors
in painful refraction
senses stunned
into the ecstasy of being
pleasure of living
Grand Old Hairline
by RW
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I don't know much history
yet less about economy
no clue about the policy
But Nixon had less hair than Kennedy
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I don't know about the deficit
can't expand on any party view
But this I know lickety split
Bush had less hair than Clinton too
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Don't know much about the arms race
My train of thought don't go that far
Though Mondale's case I did embrace
Reagan had more hair by far.
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as sepia memories exsanguinate
desolation implodes
and copper spasms overwhelm emptiness
with a little guts, magenta wrists -
allow the pain to be washed
in the shade of sorrow
as past gets longer, future shortens
but tears bring release
for now ...
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Cigarette wrecks in a saucer
gold rimmed Cadillac butts
its ten thirty and the border is open
The radio crackles its hiss and pop show
the faraway flawless dead come alive
to croon
baby you said its all rock and roll
and on with the Show
O holy shit Father …
Jesus stood on a hillside and said,
what the hell have you done to man.
Look at these murdering bastards,
they’re killing everything in sight.
The poor animals are trying to hide,
while these cowardly savages graze.
It won’t be long until they eat each,
a pretty picture, so much for might.
Can you not send down a human ill?
forgot you tried that, monkeys died.
Change this religion shit it’s useless,
all these idiots do is argue and fight.
I seldom walk these woods alone,
matters not the time of year,
when I forsake both town and phone
others stroll here at my side
often loved ones I held dear.
As autumn rolls in like a tide
I hear my brother laugh with me
at flying squirrels as they glide
beneath a silent hickory
as some deer snorts derisively.
Strictly against all existing odds
a farmer was having a bad day,
for out of every farm in the county
onto his farm Leo the lion found his way.!
Well, the farmer was very much startled
his mule, dumbstruck was even paler with shock!
The only other farm animal who saw him
was struttng proudly, and was ol' Colonel cock.
His rooster seemed quite impressed with the cat
but, not so much was the farmer's, work mule;
in fact, he quit working, as scared as he was
and ran and hid, like a big, donkey fool!
scientists have now decided (deep study they have started)
the atom holds the key to map the cosmos yet uncharted
they now believe, to understand the mighty universe
we need perceive the workings of the minute micro-verse
it would appear the tiny’s strange, it seems we cannot know
we can’t predict what will occur within the microscopic flow
but even more amazing, or so say the articles
the quantum is an enigmatic character of particles
I want to be a simple man
A leader where there is a need
Unlike the conduct of some groups
To boss people, once they make way
Ambition is the spur, our dreams
Sad, when you look at the pains
Riots, wars and wanton wastefulness
Waged to support impositions
Claimed to be divinely ordained
We have hydra headed monsters
Elected to serve, but out to steal
While we bleed dry for the chosen
Pension funds and subsidy probes
Baring a can full of maggots
With scandalous revelations
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