Saturday, June 29, 2013

Three Dead Poems...

    Beer

Laughing eyes and beer highs accentuated her
bare thighs. Wish I’d had an attractive lie…


                    Government

Liquid lunacy fills the goblet of greed and wets
the lips of the unethical which bleeds across the
world. Harbingers of havoc, apprentices of apathy,
creators of chaos, and distributors of destruction.
Soul destroyers and mindless material builders.
Thrust into there lies and bred to consume.
 
                            Julie
 
Standing amidst the chaos of pelting rain, crashing
waves and ocean winds. All I could see was her face.
Mesmerized by her smile, fixated by her laugh, drawn
to her every word. Her heart felt wisdom saturates my
mind with love and laughter. Indeed she is the true definition
of the word lady. Lady; Classy, smart, sensuous, soulful,
sweet, and sincere.
                                                                                                                 Mark (Izzy) Schurr