JANUARY POETRY

January 16, 2013 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

Purity

By

Anthony Desmond

 

I’ve seen plenty a men

Torn limb from limb

Like a traumatized soldier

At the end of a war

No matter the outcome

I’ll always be the loser

A never ending game of

Russian roulette

Followed by a shot of

Cheap vodka

To loosen the steady

Of my happy trigger finger

Like trying to piss

Without using my hands

And wondering who’s

Gonna clean up

This bloody mess

I’ve left behind

I can only hope

To God that I’m

Stricken with Pica

And enjoy the taste of bullets

Mute

By

Anthony Desmond

 

Bold Zulu God
In my dreams
I see flesh dripping
Like candle wax
Coating my tongue
Like white chocolate
It sticks to the roof
Of my mouth
So I can’t form words
Instead
I use my eyes and within them
You see sign language
Of the heart
Speak

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7 Comments

  1. Tasha February 13, at 19:13

    Lovely poetry from a lovely poet. Thanks for this colorful sharing. It does make the mind tingle and twinkle! Warm wishes, Tasha

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  2. Bob January 29, at 22:20

    Nice publication and my friend Laura LaVeglia Grillo makes it even better, she is a great writer.

    Reply
  3. laura laveglia January 29, at 19:31

    thank you for the exciting opportunity featuring two of my poems in your distinguished magazine. I was so happy to see my name and poems! Many of the poems I have read on your site are just fabulous. What a bunch of talented poets!!!! Best Regards, Laura LaVeglia

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  4. Shari LeKane-Yentumi January 18, at 14:01

    Dear Simon, thank you for sharing this perspective that has long awaited its say, especially in poetic format as you have done so beautifully. - Shari

    Reply

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