YOU ALWAYS KNEW THIS

Related image

When in Rome, do as the Romans do.

Join the mainstream.

Independent thought is a dream.

Like what other people like, and you’ll survive.

The end of philosophy isn’t truth. It’s staying alive.

There is nothing beyond conformity.

Conformity is how we live. Poetry

Has no soul. It’s only vocabulary.

You! Say something new and leave the pack.

You won’t be coming back.

Write to us. Tell us what you find.

Is it useful? Good! We want to be useless and blind.

 

 

4 Comments

  1. Mary Angela Douglas said,

    October 30, 2018 at 7:13 pm

    HOW WILL THEY MANAGE THE CLOUDS I DREAMED

    how will they manage the clouds I dreamed

    when they dissolve in tears

    how will they fetch their gold from the moon

    they banished years and years

    knights fall away from the path of truth

    leaving behind a world of rue

    damsels bury them with no proof

    that Love was under the starry roof

    and orphans wail at the vanishing hoof

    of the horse sent to save them, the milk white steed

    while kings go on

    from greed to greed

    but God is God

    and need is need

    and there is accounting in Heaven.

    mary angela douglas 30 october 2018

    • Mary Angela Douglas said,

      November 6, 2018 at 7:11 am

      THE POEM IS AT THE END OF A ROAD

      the poem is at the end of a road
      a road snowed over or do you even know
      you carry the moon by its ivory handles

      the world has come apart this way
      sad ship in a bottle how did it get to be
      no longer sailing on water.

      the poem is sailing somewhere else than here
      you hear it calling from another chamber
      as though you were pinned in a caved in sound

      crystal shattered all around (the stars,
      you hardly whispered)
      a blistering wind, the voice of friends

      you saw;you felt, you thought you heard
      there, in the forest
      of dimming words.

      you thought you thought
      a herd of angels is crying.

      mary angela douglas 6 november 2018

  2. Mary Angela Douglas said,

    October 31, 2018 at 5:29 am

    LET’S MOVE AWAY FROM EARTH

    let’s move away from earth sang my soul

    packing only what is necessary

    for the soul to live

    forgive the evictors what there is to forgive

    and the victors their spoils after all our toils

    and all their souvenirs

    we shall pack light

    and Light I echoed

    echoing the spheres

    transcendent are the skies

    the clouds that float and fly

    above the exigencies here.

    oh God, my soul!

    don’t let it disappear

    here where the waiting lists

    grow longer by the hour

    the eccentricities

    of those in Power.

    mary angela douglas 31 october 2018

    • Mary Angela Douglas said,

      November 8, 2018 at 6:46 pm

      STILL. ON THE MAP OF THE WORLD

      still on the map of the world
      or floating off the side
      of sidereal wonderments

      illumined on the tides
      o my ship of comfits of the gold wrapped doubloons
      of the Christmas counting backwards

      and the ancient runes
      o fir tree of the magnitudes
      I am holding out

      for the rifling through the evenings
      of the exiled doubts
      and the red gold shouts

      of the angels in marine
      and the green blue fishing out
      architectures of our dreams

      and the hull made out of rubies
      and the mast of opaled light
      and the journey undertaken

      and the Magi’s flight
      is returning and returning
      in a single teardrop life

      that refracts the weeping rainbows
      and the ships gone down at night.

      mary angela douglas 8 november 2018


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: