"riyadh" poems
New York, Tel Aviv, Moscow, London, Netanya,
Bali, Istanbul, Riyadh, Beslan, Nisanit, Dublin
Londonderry, Glasgow, Manchester,
Spin Boldak (district), Kuta
Kano, Baghdad, Kandahar
Mumbai, Karballa, Boston
All for God, the almighty
God, the inhumanity in his name
God, the creator
I am weeping for the latest terror victims
141 injured in Boston
3 dead in Boston
Jesus Saves...tell that to the dead
When will it end?
I have nothing....just tears, and an emptiness
Confusion
I leave you all with your prayers, for all of those lost
Over time, to terrorist attacks listed and not listed
I pray for the lost, the living and the future
I remain confident in mankind....
Apr 15, 2013
Apr 15, 2013 at 11:25 PM UTC
when i heard about it,
when i heard of “free art:”
i thought of free bread and wine,
and celtic sirens,
i laughed though... you made the earth
so ******* boring we all wanted to become astronauts.
when art became free we tried to moralise
drinking wine (as a portent of richness)
and eating bread (as a portent of the russian revulsion),
i bought my art.. and waited for the ones who
discouraged it complaining buying their bread “well fed.”
the celtic sirens hung on though, singing softer and softer
but more prone to the acid tongues dragging the democrats into
a hope of kings and village kindred elders,
but i still didn’t hope for free artistry that was akin to circus,
caged the gypsy have i?
i have, but i did not warrant free food or free aquas of variation,
i simplified freeing the demands with the demands freed into excess,
well... if i were kingly i’d still have provided free bread and wine
rather than music and the curbing the excesses of lyricists;
making music free just discouraged all originality, all creativity,
it just became a realism of a struggled acting -
i feel cheated having missed the antics of britannia in
the 1960's and '70's like it was greek and roman without
the epileptics of watching a documentary on trans-sexualisation
of brazilians and ******** disco to gag on an excess of flashy lights
just to sell lipstick... and have these quasi-epileptic shivers
without having an opposing opinion to counter the freely stated & fluxed.
i guess my convulsions were due to the fact that the men
didn’t call it either homosexuality nor trans-sexuality,
and that i was actually looking at two dodos talking, meaning
i was seeing the extinction of the human race through the ****
meaning i was watching the knights templar idol, baphomet,
realised 2000 years after the crucifixion in that crown of thorn dreams,
perfected in thailand... of all places;
that actually beats the identification of ibn saud as the dajjal,
moving further east of mecca than riyadh and
the assassination attempt within the framework of muhammad’s hadith of ‘no entry’ into mecca by the dajjal.
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 11:17 PM UTC
Get your finger out!
I hear you shout.
Give Life a clout.
But what’s it all about?
What does it mean?
Out of what?
A hole in a gun?
Or your ***
How do you think I sit?
Is my finger covered
In something not too pleasant?
So you think I’m lazy!
You must be crazy.
I’ve worked off my socks
Yet I’m tied to the stocks.
We are ALL in this mess,
Yes it’s time to fess.
Too much wrong in this world:
Time our flag was unfurled.
To do nothing is bad,
From Rome to Riyadh.
Don’t want to feel sad:
We’d rather be glad
That we acted
Without being distracted.
So get that flipping finger out!
Paul Butters
Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 10:02 AM UTC
i meddled in egypt a third time,
and all i said was...
a. you ancestors will say the same thing
i said, but unlike me
your ancestors will say it unto you, directly;
b. never meddle in the affairs of female
genitalia of poetics of the burning bush / *****
c. you were given judaism, christianity,
islam... instead you settled for mongol;
d. begin to believe
that riyadh is further east than expected,
as is the warsaw pact closer to the west
than the right blink of the eye of john paul ii,
FOR, I, WOULD, REMAIN, ENTICED, BY, A,
HOMELAND, I, RATHER,
THAN, TAKE, OFFERS, OF, A, SAXON, TO, EMIGRATE,
I’D, DRENCH, MY, HOMELAND, IN, BLOODED, NILE,
TO, SEE, THE, WAKE, OF, MY, THOUGHT, ELSEWHERE,
OTHER, THAN, THERE... HAR COO! JANISSARY OF VIENNA,
signed the he of whom read the book above all other books,
who wrote against the book poetry,
who wept, who liberated the eye from the mind
and endeared it with a heart,
of the slave kept captive in solemnity
for the once thought of encryption of the eunuchs,
of those who read but dared not speak,
who thus was made the claimant of the title:
the bridge over the waters of Bosporus... that kindled
the turkmen with the ottoman and the mamluk sheiks.
indeed what pretty cauliflower for a daffodil in hymn...
but lessened beauty if one should come untamed and hooded
in footstep of being recognised -
then the merchant’s (muhammad’s) price would be less
than that of an antique dealer.
Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 7:56 PM UTC
I am, by all rights, a city girl
from Dublin to Riyadh to Birmingham
and now lost in London's whirl.
Anonymity is the city's gift,
a reward for braving the worn streets,
that bitter-sweet protective lift
as you fade with the passing of your feet
and compression leaves you caressed
even on the streets alone
as the buildings are tight pressed
because millions need a home,
because the city is a beating heart
a pulsating, convoluted mess
with chambers for every kind of part,
for every type of face and dress;
the city shows how small we are,
each one star blinking in twinkling galaxy,
removing the pressure to run so far
because in a wink the city will have forgotten me.
Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 6:54 PM UTC
a girl
in my
arm that
she would
make harm
then anticipate
this with
her ****
and amplify
nem. con.
but multiply
her seed
with impunity
their ***
in Riyadh
and lace
in Istanbul
Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 2:10 PM UTC
aww...
'cos' mom'z
was a big spender:
and her *******
"grund"-wert-von-
ein-sohn-gehalten-fehlt?!
who: the pitty pitty boy now?
*jeffrey, i don't know,
what's you take on
single frame nudes versus ****
am i jerking off a statue,
or defining fine art?*
this third party teenage crap
is not getting me off
most people talk about...
me? i see one slice of the cake
i'd like to keep the slice,
and not fall prey to the
proverb: you can't have your cake
and eat it...
presume me arab spring...
but getting to the true norse
and the eskimo is not allowed
given the madness of these people...
true sir,
because what arab, in the known
history of the world
ever invited
a second ice age,
inviting the north men
to you realm of affairs,
simply because:
beneath your feat run the rivers of
dinosaur murk...
#welcome...
i've seen this advert...
he thongs he thongs his way like
a caesar?!
oh, ha ha!
ha ha, he he, ha, ha!
he knows what he fears,
and what he fears is not that he
fears it...
what he fears is already in his dreams,
and what he fears is falling
asleep, with a luggage
of dreams...
lucky for me:
most of the time,
i dream of the void.
how about this grand prince:
#hisasstowherehecamefrom...
how's that for a youtube advert?
ever eaten a lilac mushroom,
prince?
ever asked as to
why an anorexic girl might receive
her appetite back, after drinking
three cups of coffee, spoon of sugar,
two teaspoons of double cream?
so may i ask...
why does the serpent
have no eyelids,
and his most removed cousin,
the spy, that's the cat,
share his pupil's dilation...
even a man with no
money can compete with your
pleasures...
among ******
and no, harem, attached...
crown prince,
donning a crown of ten hourglasses...
but only one klepsydra...
tell me the difference, crown prince,
what is water to sand?
even Muhammad
pointed to the east of Mecca and
Medina, which i now have to
call for him: Riyadh...
grape and blind in one eye
bulging...
i simply say: ibn-Saud: diabetic...
and two eyes bulging:
a cube of ice... sugar sweet
Kaaba(h): camel makes the load:
or grunts, disagrees...
like those Bangladeshi prisoners
of Kuwait... or what... Sssssssssssýriā?
your partriarch said: from
the east...
nicht, in, mein, land!
a to tak dla przygody: moi brateńku...
- nie, w, mojej, ziemi! -
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 11:57 PM UTC