Reinventing Revolution

Inspired by Mike

stop thinking.

stop writing.

forget that poetry ever existed.

now, slurp droplets of fire

from Heaven’s fair skin,

let the b*****d seed

germinate in warm spaces

between the tangled roots

of your guts.

 

once the diamond fist

blooms into an open ruby hand,

slap Mother Nature

on her bare green a*s,

and demand that she

rain down on your cotton-tongued

whisper of a beautiful barren lie.

 

I could be that little boy again;

the dream kid with blue flame eyes

dressed in his Spiderman Underoos

and wearing a giant citrus colored

parking cone as a hat.

 

you could be that green eyed little girl,

wearing a ketchup stained Atari shirt,

a pink tutu and her daddy's

motorcycle helmet.

 

we could catch snowflakes on our tongues,

set fires on the carpet

and pretend that laughter

is oxygen.

 

we could spin figure eights

in God’s scarred palm forever,

and let the glowing eyes of Evil

watch us Live from the weeds

of this dead forest.

 

we could be pure,

lost,

beautiful

just for the joy

of giggling into the rotten

visage of this mundane

zombie slamdance.

 

and then the poem

will mushroom cloud

into an all out riot

of sweet wonderment

and innocent eye twinkles.

 

every demon sweating

in the shadows

will be dissolved

into the sugary chocolate

sludge waiting at the bottom

of our Yoohoo!

 

and,

most importantly,

we’ll deny we were there

when it happened.

Reviews

[Divinity Sleeps in This]

This has a lot of life in it RG and I'm always pushing people to write outside their spectrum and in a way I think you achieved what I had asked. (hehe did I sound demanding?)

This is a hail-merry-dance of verse! It's just ther right balance between natural and artificial. Thanks!

[johnnyqueer]

At first I was iffy about this, then as I continued reading I really started to enjoy it. This is a really cool poem :)

[WhiteWillow]

Had this gem waiting for me in my RRs. I can picture the children in my head, lapping up every last drop of life and laughter (and yoohoo sludge! Yum!). Thank you for sharing your words of sweetness, and pure joy.

[T. Michele Smock]

i like it R.G

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

R.G you divine creature, I always find that you sugar us with words, a great piece, well done, good read.