Anthony Pierre

Dec 2019

Colm

When all I try
And all I do
Falls down like sand
Midst castle molds

With knees
Red and worn

And eyes
Read and worn

I will dig the softly sudden earth
And build myself
A castle new

Never to be torn down
In this life

Castles By The Sea - With an inevitable end

#inevitable #end #castles #by #the #sea #human #life

Dec 2019

Sin

Return

For now the winter bites
Breath stolen by the cold fingers
Of the nights frost
Hanging in the still air
We shall return to our motherland
Victoria is the name
Pressed onto cracked lips

Let the fire of saviour burn tonight
As we prepare
For thine enemy shall taste
The cold arrows
Peirce the breast of harlots
As we march

Bear skin warms our back
And norse songs pound inside souls
Of brave warriors
Beneath the silver moon

March march march
Until this land is free again
And we return
To the love of the
Summer angel

Nov 2019

Ciel Noir

Like a Friend

What if you could see the good
in yourself
like a friend would?

What if you could treat yourself
like you would treat someone else?

Anthony Pierre Nov 2019

Graffiti: Writing on the Great Wall of China

I set my sight far on China
abacus counting; without confusion
But they're mostly short sighted
and that's no delusion

Heard about the Hong Kong march
but didn't recall till I'd seen what I saw
So I did what I did, now I understood
what I could, with Confucius

Never take a pen to a pig
nor your litter to the swine
for one, H one N one
Can I get myself the Canadian kind?

Import... extort, not for the canola
nor the coals down under
If I'm selling what I stole from selling Inuit
like the forty thieves and Ali's plunder

How many men can stand as tall
without writing Graffiti on the Great Wall
that they built, that's psychopathic
for the people, by the people, the Great Republic

The Great Wall of China is such a magnificent feat of human capability. I could not resist writing some Graffiti on this wall. Next up: Berlin. Feel free the write your own Graffiti on a wall near you.

#poetry #graffiti #wall #barriers

Anthony Pierre Nov 2019

The Feast

One called alarmingly
and they all came
descending like vultures
encircling their prey

with razor sharp claws
sunk deep, purposely
into my open flesh
together, feasting one by one

my eyes quickly fainting
but theirs brazenly alert
grazing the fields of my soul
and my sleeping body

It tormented me to see
the pleasure they took preying
So I cried in agony
and prayed my eyes shut

my eyes open with tears
as I lay drowsy near death's bed
with a scent the feast left over
and soft petals beside my head