Together they heard. Heard colors brightly reflecting off each note, Sweet hues a sound, pulling prisms down beat as feet swept in galaxies who fold in cacophonies untold #MastoPrompt #smallpoems
Truth. We don't really know. More a dough; pleas which we kneed. Fingers, press, oozing in rising reality while bubbles of fate escape in spaces and folds of skin #smallpoems #mastoprompt
Truth blows not through bold congregants but on currents of our #question bestowed through reflections clothed in winds of perspective. #smallpoems 3/2 #mastoprompt
Seek not those who fold all that is told into answers. Monuments of arguments dancers who, fate has sealed into place towering over those with less power. #smallpoems 1/2
Poisons allowed to fester too long as narratives of despair become attack vectors To Bonk is to Be a Nonsense Reversal Agent 2/2 #smallpoems #NAFO #foundpoem (remix of Jefferson's letter to Smith after Shay's Rebellion) #sschat
Bonk (n.) Verb meaning #antidote, a remedy to set them right as to facts. Most nonsense spread by ignorance not wickedness Foes tell of collapse, yet where does this anarchy exist? A few hired gazetteers repeat lies For most ingested perspectives. #smallpoems #nafo 1/2
Let no mother #Shriek No More not for a Fallen Son, torn from this world A Sacrifice to hatred boiling over with History's ghosts and howls of shrieking mothers who could not answer the call of another Fallen Son #smallpoems
Allusions to illusions of erasure. A dilution in purity. Truth? And these tiny tremors can Shriek through history dancing on thinly veiled wails. Bots and Banshees of weak minded singing songs of the Divided #smallpoems 3/3
#Prescience to know. Divide and separate prediction from dereliction when driven. Truth.Morals.Mission A cleave to evil propositions stolen, silent suspicions. Bent rays on display when prisms of certainty cast shadows of hidden duality. #smallpoems 1/2
tones and levels drones and devils descend from darkened skies For too long ordinary decent folks Never Spoke and Truth Reversed Transversed a thin lipped logic brought them somewhere else #smallpoems 2/3
When humanity reverses marble cities face gargled governance of Putrid cousins and from East pockets of holes, scars of shells, falling hell leave the artists' brush dry tones and levels drones and devils descend from darkened skies For too long #smallpoems 1/3
History is wrought in Never Agains we forgot misery unseen. Wars sought, tongues bought by Tyrants who seek to topple Herod again So earthquakes dance a dandy in wrought Steppes of the Electric One and laser eyes hone in skies as beastly lies topple. #smallpoems 1/2