Elections,
Wikileaks,
Campaigning, voting,
The rigged systems,
The illusion called
Democracy,
Adults waving phones
Chasing
Pokemon.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “This, That And Other Things” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
4:12 PM July 25, 2016
Monthly Archives: July 2016
Troubled
So many living
Fairytale lies
Hiding, disguising,
Troubled lives,
As we watch
As some explode
One often wonders
Might society implode.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “This, That And Other Things” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
4:46 PM July 17, 2016
Soft Touch
If I would
Have known
You would haunt me
Forever,
Would I have
Followed
Your soft touch
To the gateway
Of heaven.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “This, That And Other Things” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
3:44 AM July 15, 2016
Is There Someone
Is there someone
Playing Machiavelli’s
Violin in the darkness,
Is there someone
Edging race on race
Culture on culture,
Is there someone
Who benefits from
Strife and turmoil,
Is there someone
Fiddling pandemonium
In the darkness.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “This, That And Other Things” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
4:47 PM July 11, 2016
In That Early Morning
In that early morning,
In from a walk
In the rain,
Dripping,
Smiling,
Peeling off
Wet things,
Rushing over
To cuddle and warm
Your naked charms,
In that early morning,
Did you ever think
It would end up
The way it has.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “This, That And Other Things” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
8:12 AM July 9, 2016
Sad Thing Was
He stared out the window
Waiting for the train,
Sad thing was
No tracks in the lane,
She danced in the mirror
Waiting for her guy,
Sad thing was
Couldn’t remember he died,
Strange thing the mind,
So sad what it does.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “This, That And Other Things” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
7:17 PM July 7, 2016
Feathers
The mystical world
Of feathers
That makes
You laugh,
Makes you cry,
Makes you sneeze,
Tempts you to fly,
Where when
Your body is traced
By feather fingers
You’re left
Feather floating
High.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “This, That And Other Things” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
2:42 PM July 6, 2016
Into Zen
I’ve never been much
Into Zen
But then
I’ve never been
To the Himalayas,
The Rockies
Take my breath away
And The Island drowns
Out sorrow,
If luck and tuck
Were to tomorrow pen
Who knows,
I could be into
Zen.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “This, That And Other Things” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
5:52 PM July 2, 2016
The Older I Get
The older I get
The less serious
I take myself,
The illusions
That we dance in,
The untruths
That we follow,
The charades,
The masks,
The mirages,
The unanswered
Questions,
The older I get
The less serious
I take myself.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “This, That And Other Things” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
7:56 AM July 2, 2016
Game Of Hearts
The game of hearts
We didn’t know
The rules,
We played the game
Like drunken fools,
It all turned out
Impeccably,
And sometimes
We shudder
Reflectively,
If we would
Have had the tools,
We may not have
Played the game
At all.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “This, That And Other Things” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
6:45 AM July 1, 2016
