PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Irony and I though often are not that of say

bonded brothers

still, we work our wondrous wiles in the shadows

of a most perfect accord

humbled by the presence of an indeed lost

establishment

the finely hued blade of idealism is dulled

further by the use of a flinty sword

perpetual animosity it seems for such a genteel

form of escape

only supplies increasing argument for the forces

that are much too shallow

the sting that lingers from such improbable yet

medieval style of artistic rape

contains a harsh ripple effect that can topple

the least fallow

ignorance reproduces itself among the mass

numbers of 'bottom line' believers

those who stand straddled upon the top dollar

views of the politically much to correct

their dour gray faces remain often ever the

nameless

but then that is what one would likely expect

the soft eyed and butter tongued work ever so

carefully for their paid for hidden agendas

as they not so subtly plot the

'Death Of The Arts' like those famed brutal

brothers Menendez

if the vision for the promise of perpetuating

beauty is forced to stand against the cold, hard

fist of our tax dollars and their cost

what can such a single minded society hope to gain

when the painted splendor of all that is good

inside each of us

gets shoved into the dark, cluttered closet

or worse yet

is forever hopelessly lost

then there too, shall we forever remain...........

(Nov. 2, 1996)