Guilty As Charged

 

Guilty As Charged

I had to stop the noise
for it had become my failures
from which there had been
no pause for escape
so that I could settle
my scores of ill fate
hidden within human frailties
when I realized who are
we really competing up
or against?
all these imaginary battles
in this hard fought
but easily lost race
other than ourselves
and in that moment
I didn’t even recognize
until I wiped the
condensation off
the bathroom mirror
that it was the woman
in the mirror staring
back at me
with that harsh
judgmental look
upon her face…
—©g.a.meeder, 2017®

 

 

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Mount of The Gallows

Mount of The Gallows

In Orwellian like silence
we sit stunned, circling around
pacing nervously,
skittish on rock bottom
hardened floors of reason that creak
in times of nervous disparity
nodding off into wee hours of daylight
giving the newly elected emperor
in rich man’s clothes
every benefit of doubt
because a falsely inflated ego
needs to come out smelling like a rose
covetously taking every shard
of our rights, our freedoms
offered up like a sacrificial lamb
to a reckless naïveté
dragging it along
with our lady of liberty
mounting her
and all she upholds
high with esteem for
what America once was
for the dreamers who dared
to dream the dream
all the way to the gallows
and nobody hears her screams.

—©g.a.meeder, ®2017

Stolen Thunder

Stolen Thunder

a cynical cold heart
i have become
against all my best
of intentions
my failures
have caught up
drowning out my
spirit of youth
you at one time
could recognise
inside that glimmer
in my eyes
you’d complimented
how it had escaped me
now i must lower
my eyes for i
do want you to
discover how it
has finally gotten
a hold of me
so that it will
not steal your
spirit as well,
become your disease.

—©g.a.meeder, 2017®

Endless Sky

Endless Sky

she ignited the horizon

ablaze in golden streaks

of promise that spoke

boldly of day’s end

as night snuck in upon us

covering the western skies

in blankets of twinkling stars

prodding us in wise,

ancient native voices.

what took you so long

to discover this spot

where you are?

our eyes shush their voices

as they wander wall to wall

beacons of lights across the

land of endless sky

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®

Oink! Oink!

Oink! Oink!

arrogance under

spotlights that shine on faces

whereby make-up can’t

cover up blunders of men

squealing like pigs under oath

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®

Idiom Symphony

Salt Fork State Park
Salt Fork State Park
@ Sunset, Ohio Beauty ©g.a.meeder, 2015®

Idiom Symphony

it all began with

one word that hit a nerve, my

muse took the bull by

the horns, notes struck chords that played

a senryu symphony.

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®

Dénouement

Dénouement
In no amount of time
i shall find that you have
become but a small stilled voice
a mere blip in the universe’s chaos,
fading off into some surreal
yet distant sunset
ultimately finding stardust
leaving behind your cosmic trail
where in the continuum of space
you shall set sail
and infinitely be free…
—©g.a.meeder, 2015®