"swearer" poems
Articles of clothing,
writ by the wearer,
Particles of loathing,
spit by the swearer
We wear our souls on our sleeves
hand-paid machines
print letters of jest
on wallet-proof vests
sifting society's sincerity
through media's selective filter
cleverly diffusing the difference
between adverbs and adverts
Green is the new black
Trading black paper
for greener souls
-or-
Greed is the new snack
Feeding omnipotent omnivores
with insatiable goals
The bell sighs,
"Let freedom toll."
Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 4:04 AM UTC
I can relate to the girl in the tears
she’s 16 and in love
I can relate to the swearer
and the rebel
I can relate to the slow cooker
and the microwave oven
I can relate to the wrinkle
in the corner of an eye
and on the sides of a well used smile
I can relate to the wheels
on that 4×4 Jeep
and the tar on the road
I can relate to that fake laugh
that falls anxiously short every time
I can relate to the butterflies
inside that stomach
on that stage
I can relate to the fire
and the frost
and the luke warm water
I can relate to that tilted frame
trying to hold that pretty picture
I can relate to the river
always moving
I can relate to that split second
where those eyes flashed sad
and that mouth said otherwise
I can relate to that stupid girl on T.V
that said the wrong thing at the wrong time
I can relate to the shadow inside that heart
where someone did someone wrong
and it stays there to remind them
daily
I can relate to the paint
and the white wall
I can relate to the lady
with the cats
and the man who walks and talks
to himself
I can relate to the one that never wants to be
alone
or forgotten
and I can relate to the one
who sits inside
curled up tight
So I will try
to never point my finger
crookedly towards your face
because
I can relate.
© 2011 Zoe Ray
Oct 10, 2011
Oct 10, 2011 at 6:25 AM UTC
Untamed mammals release tensions before mine own eye's. Chains art broke, none more cloaks to hide those dreading thoughts of suicide. Raging dictating swearer's, jewels traded for tools as the sun lowers. Tis this place gets rarer and bare. . . . . . .Cars surround. Compound their rubbers to bullets of blood issued steel. . .Captivating and excruciating. Music to thy ear's turneth to bad news! ! Chess sweepers. Checker winners. Both losers whilst the rest born sinners. . . Costly state pay to fatcat pocket books hands; some issue warnings whilst protective custody issues dull demands. . . . . All prosecution standeth to issued remaxed detective blogees. . . . . . .redneck respecters cometh with protectors whilst the odd breeds cometh with a dodger. . . . . .mystique, defeat. . . . .to thy hands thou art tied from behind! Move up the latter, tasteth thine coroded own chatter, the deaf art now the blind. . . . . . .
Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 10:35 AM UTC
Untamed mammal's release Tension's before mine own eyes,
Chains are broke, no more smoke to hide those dreading thought's of suicide!!!!
Raging dictating swearer's,
Jewels traded for tools,
As the sun lowereth this place get's barer and rarer!!!!
Cars surround,
Compound their tires to bullet's of plasma issued brace!!!
Captivating,
Excruciating,
Music to thy ears turns to bad news!!!!
Chess sweepers,
Checker winner's,
Both losers,
The rest born sinners!!!!
Costly state pay to fatcat's pocket booked hands,
Some issue warnings,
Whilst protective custody issues strong demands!!!!
All prosecuting stands issued remaxed detective blogger's,
Rednecked respecters come with protector's,
While odd breed's come with a dodger!!!!
Mystique,
Defeat!!!
To thy hands thou hath tied from Behind!!!
Move up the latter,
Taste thy corroded own chatter,
The deaf hath now turned blind!!!!
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 8:14 AM UTC
For what are lies but ugly words
Cruelly dressed in fancy clothes
Which came to grace the masquerade
Until their very meaning erodes.
The truth in every swearer's tongue
Hummed loudly like an untamed gong
And ears bled out from aching songs
Unbridled by unmuted wrongs.
The host is left without respite
From ghosts that haunt the drunken night
The table unset, the music died
Without recompense, without requite.
Dec 3, 2021
Dec 3, 2021 at 10:03 AM UTC