Poetry Blogs (product)

We associate ideals and dreams 

with lifeless products. 

Our goals are no longer pure, 

but riddled with polluting profit 

The neon signs poison our vision.

Remove them from our sight 

and give us a free landscape,

not one created for corporate gain.

What do we hold dear anymore? 

A close look at our inner selves 

or a short glance  

at the external ephem...

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Bait

fat man

has an apple

picks a worm

from its flesh

and sticks it

on a hook

hangs the rod

over the river

casts the line

into the water

tugs a little

teases

the bait

glints in sunlight

refracting

in the water

silver sliver

whispers “feed”

all the little fishes

come

a-nibbling

round the worm

in the swirling

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