Observations I sit watching a parody of fools Spitting out hope The janitors of our conscience Excreting promises siphoned off by the masses I’ll chuckle as the lasso Of endless circles Traps its unsuspecting Ambitions Robert K. Stephen
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RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “Hope”
Hope You- Held me spellbound Freshness Not of plastic standardized perfection Your smiles in my direction were of courtesy Civility And cultured background I tried to touch you but you needed everybody Those surly ugly butchers of your beauty Oblivious to you They thundered over you Leaving hoofprints on me Ripping and agonizing torture IContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “Hope””
RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “Hysterical Silence”
Hysterical Silence Majestic craggy mysticism Awe inspiring Timeless Proud Towering over the Ken and Barbie dwarfs With the $19.99 Polaroid imaginations Snapping like spoilt poodles (left at the four-star kennel) Soon their blind eyes tire Such strenuous activity! They can see the damn things on their screens anyways Now it’s off to air-conditioned retreats OfContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “Hysterical Silence””
RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “The hunter”
The hunter Gentleman they say Kill at the office Or in the fields all day It really matters they say The show them you are the boss of your way Like the sheep they hunt there must be leaders or the flock will stray It is really this way For them animal and man areContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “The hunter””
RKS British Literature: Jojo the Scottish Lady (John Fowles)
I saw a round cheeked face, no make-up. A fringe of brown hair pigtailed at the back, thick eyebrows, very dirty fingernails holding a fag-end. When the lights went on and we waited for the next feature she tried, with a really pitiable amateurishness to pick me up. She was dressed in jeans, a grubbyContinue reading “RKS British Literature: Jojo the Scottish Lady (John Fowles)”
RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “One of the many”
One of the many Being a Party member is a responsibility We serve the people with our utmost ability So to say we obtain the privileges of an aristocrat nobility Is sheer and scheming capitalistic negatively We serve our mighty land and people Merely a gunshot away as Beria would say We labour day andContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “One of the many””
RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds); “The Visit”
The visit (at an LTC Facility) A Mercedes parks just off the main entrance A sleek and well-heeled man emerges from within Treading along feeling so fine with his charitable act He visits once a year At the “welcome desk” he is advised his father is not yet Prepared And would he kindly wait aContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds); “The Visit””
RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “It’s Mainly Because of the Meat”
It’s Mainly Because of the Meat (a day at the hospital) Defying fate The numbered pieces of meat are kept tender by the singing of the dart laden Nightingales They lie glistening Some in cellophane wrap Fresh and clean For the greedy fate regulators and their machines White clad techno princes Who sound the chargeContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “It’s Mainly Because of the Meat””
RKS INTERNATIONAL FILM: “House of the Wind”: The Answer My Friend is Blowing in the Wind
Josette (Josette Kwanya) is an elderly widow living in the Cameroonian capital city of Yaoundé. She inhabits a large, deserted house as all her five children have left for Europe. The radio and television we hear the background comments on this exodus noting there are no opportunities for young Cameroonians causing them to emigrate toContinue reading “RKS INTERNATIONAL FILM: “House of the Wind”: The Answer My Friend is Blowing in the Wind”
RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “Paganistic Birthday Party”
Paganistic Birthday Party Assembled about the synthetic evergreen altar Are the little dazed children Stunned as if pondering the words of the wisemen They murmur their pagan chants Materialistic hymns of candy, games and toys Greedy gleaming eyes of the little fry thought to be cute Wish they could have more than they sere TheContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “Paganistic Birthday Party””
