"didactics" poems
twenteesventh.
you write of dismembered leaves,
enhaloed lust(wtf)
pains too sweet because they’re youthfully incomplete,
using incontrovertible idiocies like
dry rain droplets shining like sunlight,
edible goodbye cheerios,
edible didactics, teaching “frosted flakys”
poetic methadone methodology,
poems hats with rhyming lyrics
that taste like that burnt eyelids colored
a blood stained mustard yellow, (yum),
beyond burger veggie based satyrs,
the happy gladness of sadness,
reversible rivers flowing heavenwards,
***** ******* you want an
infernal cataclysm...
really?
dechambered hearts, ventricular mysteries,
brains wearing wooly sport jacket helmets
and other Olsonian beauties,
like I write with succinct passion,
me, who gets eaten alive by buggers saying
“too long,” “too long,” “needed a mid-poem napt”
non-lexical non-commonsensical ecumenical hysterical
chemical verbal reactionaries
and then you wonder why
PEOPLE ******* HATE POETRY?
jes kiddin’ a leetle
Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 3:48 PM UTC
By: Cedric McClester
To the Far Right it’s now midnight
And you will have to choose
Whether to continue saying things
Designed to make the news
What you say has consequences
Some that can be dire
You need to watch your rhetoric
And the things that you inspire
I am not saying you shouldn’t have
The right to free speech
But I’m suggesting you create congestion
When it’s hate you teach
To extremist out there everywhere
We see you on the move
Committing acts of violence
But what does it all prove
You’re not winning hearts or minds
With your barbaric tactics
Perhaps you need to redefine
Your causes and didactics
I’m not saying you shouldn’t have
The right to free speech
But I’m suggesting you create congestion
When it’s hate you teach
We’ve walked away from group-think
It’s not 1984
So we don’t need that kinda paradigm
It’s not useful anymore
Here’s what I say to the NRA
They’re entitled to their point of view
But I’ve heard their tired argument
Guns don’t **** (people do)
And I admit they might be right
But let’s use our common sense
It’s people with access to guns
Who have bullets to dispense
We’ve walked away from group-think
It’s not 1984
So we don’t need that kinda paradigm
It’s not useful anymore
I’m not saying you shouldn’t have
The right to free speech
But I’m suggesting you create congestion
When it’s hate you teach
To the Far Right it’s now midnight
And you will have to choose
Whether to continue saying things
Designed to make the news
What you say has consequences
Some that can be dire
You need to watch your rhetoric
And the things that you inspire
(c) Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 8:05 AM UTC
One thing, I like the most;
Of pain, It doesn't step back;
Of the obligations out of lack
And even never let you lost.
The condiment of the pain:
It just Burns-in your vein;
Never quenched but remain,
Like a flame of the chain.
It didactics integrity:
Of the virtual connection in the middle-
Of pair of insanity, who never fiddle,
With each other the game of animosity.
Composed by Urooba Fatima.
Jun 25, 2020
Jun 25, 2020 at 6:15 PM UTC