
The best weaponry
To slay thy enemies well
Ubiquitous BICs
RL

The best weaponry
To slay thy enemies well
Ubiquitous BICs
RL

Toying with kittens
Child’s play, like taking candy
Fear not wee scratches
Little ones playing at big
Amusements of life growing
RL
Awakened white seas
Clocks ring loudly, finally
The brown been waiting
Dipping polished toes
Safety check for measured calm
Mustn’t stir too much
Awareness; fear roused
Voted for chains for years
Emergency now
Must rally a spine
Refined emancipation
Is it safe enough
White seas mostly safe
Standing Rock, Africa; not
Still crushed in between
Witnessed lunch ladies
Sounding bells to wake; small fights
Hopes to be movements.
Fear shakes up the bobs
Their voices speak out, lightly
A real enough shift?
I’d witnessed a couple of semi-‘ladies who golf and lunch’ having a discussion surrounding Trump’s upcoming policy changes. They were Republicans, one of which presumably, after some consideration and perhaps listening to news sources outside of Fox News, did not vote for Trump.
It was she who brought up the legitimacy of his changes. The other challenged her with a certain level of strength (not in policy knowledge, but in force of voice). This caused the non-alpha to step her point back and re-frame it as a statement akin to, “I was just sayin'”…
Yep, I thought, some of them have started to see the threats aren’t just about the formerly conveniently distant folk, but neither the threat, nor these ladies, were anywhere near the levels of marching for change just yet.
Although, perhaps we can give points for non-alpha later deleting that conversation and replacing it with several feverishly forwarded messages of those who dare to speak first, followed a week later with some test-i-fyin’! Howah, look at girl go now!
RL
The window rattled
Harbinger delivery
Deep eyes command, “heed”
Friends caw with concern
Wariness is in order
Step back from the sill
Strange portents unveiled
Holding unforeseen remorse
Seeks to change the past
RL
He knows he’s always been loved
Held by an eternal ribbon of energy, binding lifetimes after lifetime
Until madness strikes, darkening, once again, all revelation
Hope became obscured by landmines of poisoned frivolities
Silly id dreams; a dance mix of Oedipus, Tantalus, Aristippus…
Every step an intriguing claim of elevation, all baseless; mocking Divinity’s design
The guileless taken unawares that soon their sky would become green
and the clouds will rain red and azure seas would boil brown
The world turned inside out within the haze of fear’s divisive fires
He knelt before her
held out his hand to her heart
whispered, forgive me
She sighed, can’t do dark
Only light truly sees light
You’ve always known that
You still felt my heart
in every distraction
Holy exceeds all
She takes his hand and holds it in her lap
She said, you were always my sun
and she joined all the spots on his hand with her lips
Her tracings on his hand reminded them of the beginning
when she first saw him and she connected all the dots
of a future begging to be mapped
Hope was their only highway
and desires assured everything was real
before meaninglessness ruined yet another lifetime…
…and then, Divinity promised another…