Sailing with Motorcycles

Submitted by smiley7 on Fri, 04/28/2017 - 11:46pm

Corals reach beyond the bleach

swaying to accordions...

plastic gathers in tides of reason

pundits sing of re-awaking

mushroom clouds tweet of empty seats

gazillion

Purge the superdelegates

from the mist

of blood and tears

sweat

passed down in factories

children's

cover from hard rains

explained

morals, collectively

shared in misery

Burst the gangs of eight

step down

no more living in the wake

of charms unearned

No more protection from the lies

no more classicism denied

romantics wasted

No more disguise--Telsa driving guys

caught in bloody sight

inciting facebook delusions
moving diaries through the night
aiding and abetting
shouting president's confusion

Said they were through with dealing

Winter knows better

Zen knows better

Neoliberalism

'is a restaurant where they give you a thirty thousand page menu,

and no food.'

Young sitting on knees of gone dreams,

evolved to care

needing hugs, sunshine

waves breaking in clean water

air

to breathe,

minds ready

waiting

for humor, love

life

No sonnets will come

until engines tune and ghost riders

are but memories

Make-up runs

hillsides slide

and mud

gets baked in time

Step down clowns

make way for Spring

a party with cake

with rhymes, music, medicine, science,

stacks of bewilderment and fun.

In memory of Robert Pirsig

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Submitted by smiley7 on Fri, 04/28/2017 - 11:51pm

a humble salute to a colonizer of dreams, and thoughts

of this week's reading pressed into one.

Submitted by smiley7 on Sat, 04/29/2017 - 12:16am

as fate often has it, just as i published this, Melanie

began playing on thumbprint radio saying much with only a nickel

Submitted by Centaurea on Sat, 04/29/2017 - 12:51am

Question

This is a powerful poem, but I'm stumbling on the first line. Do you mean "corals"? There is a word "corrals" but it has to do with horses, which doesn't seem to fit with what you're saying here -- or does it?

I know this sounds picky (it won't be the first time I've been called 'picky' :P), but for me it takes away from the powerful effect of the piece, especially since it's the very first word in the whole thing.

Corrals reach beyond the bleach

—

"Don't go back to sleep ... Don't go back to sleep ... Don't go back to sleep."
~Rumi

"If you want revolution, be it."
~Caitlin Johnstone

Submitted by smiley7 on Sat, 04/29/2017 - 1:06am

many thanks, stupid of me, i even checked coral

@Centaurea and still misspelled it, will correct.

Submitted by Centaurea on Sat, 04/29/2017 - 2:24am

You're welcome, and thank you

@smiley7 @smiley7 Thank you for taking my comment in the spirit with which it was intended. I almost didn't post, because it was unsolicited editing advice, and as a writer I know how tricky that can be. But I thought, if this were mine, I'd want someone to ask about it.

—

"Don't go back to sleep ... Don't go back to sleep ... Don't go back to sleep."
~Rumi

"If you want revolution, be it."
~Caitlin Johnstone

Submitted by smiley7 on Sat, 04/29/2017 - 2:37am

happy to meet you...

@Centaurea
thanks for being here.

Submitted by Centaurea on Sat, 04/29/2017 - 4:51am

Same here, Smiley.

@smiley7 Same here, Smiley.

—

"Don't go back to sleep ... Don't go back to sleep ... Don't go back to sleep."
~Rumi

"If you want revolution, be it."
~Caitlin Johnstone

Submitted by PriceRip on Sat, 04/29/2017 - 1:14am

An itch ... Finally the scratch

Something has been bothering me from the first lines you wrote. I kept thinking, "I really like this stuff." but why? Then it hit me: Stephen Crane, he died too young. But wow the lines he wrote.

Your "few lines" are very good.
Fickle are the fates.
Someday others will see and awake.

You should consider setting up a static html site.

Submitted by smiley7 on Sat, 04/29/2017 - 1:28am

hey, thank you, much!...

@PriceRip
i'll have to educate myself about static html sites.

Haven't thought of Crane for a long while, though the 'badge' is in that stack over there, somewhere. Motivated to revisit him, especially his poetry, now.

Hope Medford's treating you well.

Submitted by janis b on Sat, 04/29/2017 - 2:04am

Evening smiley.

Your words, placed in poetic form, present such strong visual images to me. They also contain such soulful melodies. Thank you.

[video:https://youtu.be/7BO8fm1STTM]

Submitted by smiley7 on Sat, 04/29/2017 - 2:34am

you always bring the best music...

@janis b
spending the night listening to this old friend who walked way too soon.

Submitted by janis b on Sat, 04/29/2017 - 3:04am

Beautiful ...

@smiley7

Thank you smiley.

Submitted by smiley7 on Sat, 04/29/2017 - 3:32am

janis, the sun sets in the east, most beautiful, too...

@janis b @janis b
Melanie stirs deep memories of love, of peace of being of marching, of one tee-shirt with a hole in it, of heating stones with a giant bonfire with a huge plastic tarp converting the swimming hole on the eno river into a sauna for a hundred naked friends; loving, laughing, splashing, and smoking more, and most of all, of Luli.

Submitted by Mark from Queens on Sat, 04/29/2017 - 7:38am

Nice memories, smiley.

@smiley7

My teens were mostly in the loathsome 80's. I look back on that conservative era as a nightmare of the worst in culture, philosophy and the arts.

Though I was a baby for the 60's, I think of the 60's and 70's as informing the most fundamental aspects of who I am today in terms of my values, philosophy, the arts, worldview, etc.

Christopher Hitchens about his life and development as a free-thinking, radical socialist during the 60's.

—

"If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph:

THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED
FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD
WAS MUSIC"

- Kurt Vonnegut

Submitted by smiley7 on Sat, 04/29/2017 - 12:23pm

Perhaps, we were the fault of our demise...

@Mark from Queens @Mark from Queens
as i've often wondered while we were raising hell at universities and cities were burning what the folks were saying to their children at home when viewing on TV.

Thanks you for reading and the Hitchens' link!