blackout mass

 

blackout mass

 

 

 

When goodwill lacks

and slacks with repetition

redundancy rapes morale

and visions darken pale,

it can almost reach

a peak low in a

Blackout Black Mass

 

Takin’ to the streets

avoid the dark alleys,

the dirty Marys

and crazy Larrys

are harmless

but unpredictable

when unfed

unsustained

on bleakness and hollow

and fewer prospects

Tomorrow…

 

Curbside is absurd

road or sidewalk

is no matter.

It’s the Block,

Blood you better

Hope you Know

your way in this HOOD!

 

Follow light

or get a light

for your smoke

but don’t get smoked

and lose what little

Light you Had.

 

In the locked doors

and the filthy halls

of fear around any

next coroner,

when all the life is gone

from an overripe stone

and no bones

to pick or throw

or catch

my friends

we’re done…

 

What does it take,

if we have ANY air,

to make Beauty and Love

and not DIRT,

to make CARE

can we DARE

again?

 

Can a Man or Woman

raise themselves up

and abundant JOY

rise and extend

hands of trust

to each other

like gold neighbors,

and do we need

to say,

“It’s MY

Golden Rule

NOT YOURS!”

thereafter?

 

Well, that’s my opinion.

 

Thanks for the light.

 

See you around Pal…

 

 

 

 

Robin

 

Reviews

[Janice Ann]

This is so dramatic...I love it. I love this part... "In the locked doors and the filthy halls of fear around any next coroner, when all the life is gone from an overripe stone and no bones to pick or throw or catch my friends we're done�" as always, there is beauty in your writing. Please continue to amaze me!

Loved it!
Janice Ann

[Angel's Lady]

the dirty Marys and crazy Larrys -- was this from a song? Seems like I heard that somewhere before...

Great write, Robin.

[Windy]

Love the "rise and extend hands of trust..." IT says so very much. Great write and really good point here. Good job as usaul with painting a picture. Congrats ;)

[Fran Marie]

Follow light

or get a light

for your smoke

but don't get smoked

and lose what little

Light you Had.

A well crafted and indepth piece to be sure~with a power-packed play on words plus great flow and rhythm~Well DonE!!~Fran Marie

[An owl on the moon]

Absolutely love the rhythmic feel of your work, and the dramatic word plays that bring alive each read! Such a depth and richness to your words!!!!!

I am so tranquil this morning. I think it is the weather, and the alcohol in my system. I am Zen :)

and I read this through and through, not because I did not understand, but because I really enjoyed the style put in this piece. I liked the voice and the colors. Surreal feel right now.

I liked how the message was imparted, you have a great style that keeps evolving, there is no exact set pattern from one piece to the next, which keeps me in surprise, yet I would know that it is your piece. This makes it wonderful.

A wonderful piece.

[Dani California]

"Follow light
or get a light
for your smoke
but don't get smoked
and lose what little
Light you Had."


This stanza says it all for me...
and I needed to hear it right about now.

Thank you dear Robin,
I truly appreciate your words.. and you...

you get it.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Right, get your light and run...around every 'coroner' - great play on words. A terrific scene you have set here that is all to familar in many cities. Nicely done. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha

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to make Beauty and Love
and not DIRT,
to make CARE
can we DARE
again?


Beautiful. Thank you.

[Legion]

I like the message here. Stand alone or stand together. Great piece running rampant to a goal. Good work.