Posts Tagged ‘Poetry’

With Nakedness my Shield

May 20, 2017

You can pry
And you can peel
You can flay
You can reveal

Strip me naked
To my soul
Detach my parts
To get my whole

Unlock pieces
That are real
Why I do
And what I feel

But who can ever tell me why
Cannonball Adderley makes me cry?

by Richard W. Bray

American murder bird

May 14, 2017

Our absolutized aversion to dealing with any kind of tragedy imposed from without has truly dark applications. It is precisely this existential-dread level of ass-covering and risk-management that informs the American security state’s adoption of the drone “signature strike,” in which men and perhaps some bystanders near are killed by drone attack even if we have no idea who they are. Their “pattern of life” in Yemen is just deemed too risky for their existence to be endured by the American military. Fire away.
—Michael Brendan Dougherty

He tried to call his cousin
Now everybody’s dead
American murder bird
Flying overhead

Such a lovely wedding
Did you give your mom a hug
Before the murder bird
Squished you like a bug?

The pattern of your life
Gave us cause to worry
Dispatching murders birds
Who needs judge and jury?

Courageous first-responders
Are likely to get zapped
Ignore the murder bird
And feel its double tap

by Richard W. Bray

delicate and true

April 29, 2017

I’m glad you let me love you
I hope you let me see
All the things you wanna do
And what you wanna be

I’ll get down on hands and knees
I’ll dig your heart a moat
I’ll cover all your tender parts
Wear me like a coat

Tell me what you want to be
I’ll show you what I mean
I’ll protect your eager heart
And defend your thirsty dreams

Allow me to acknowledge
Everything I get from you
And trust me with the part of you
That’s delicate and true

by Richard W. Bray

Hungry, Hungry Blog

April 16, 2017

I got a hungry blog
I try to keep it at bay
Feed Me, Feed Me, Feed Me
Feed Me every day

My blog don’t even care
If it’s a beautiful day
Feed Me, Feed Me, Feed Me
Feed Me every day

Like the flower from that movie
My blog just has to say
Feed Me, Feed Me, Feed Me
Feed Me every day

I tell my blog I gotta work
With all these bills to pay
Feed Me, Feed Me, Feed Me
Feed Me every day

I try to find a place to hide
I plead and plot and pray
Feed Me, Feed Me, Feed Me
Feed Me every day

It’s calling from inside my head
I’ll never get away
Feed Me, Feed Me, Feed Me
Feed Me every day

by Richard W. Bray

I’m not here to be your friend

March 26, 2017

kindness knows no shame
Stevie Wonder

Men are fierce and men are strong
I’m not here to get along
I shout and shove and get my way
People do the things I say

I’m not here to hold your hand
I’m proud to be an honest man
You won’t hear me apologize
Kindness is for gutless guys

I’m in charge; I make the rules
I’m not here to comfort fools
Do your job and don’t complain
I’m not here to ease your pain

I’m not here to be your friend
Love don’t matter in the end
Got no time for feeling sad
Cuz I’m a man just like my dad

by Richard W. Bray

shocks and stings

February 15, 2017

zzwhitney

An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small,
      In blast-beruffled plume,
Had chosen thus to fling his soul
      Upon the growing gloom.

Thomas Hardy, The Darkling Thrush

Icy winds blast frigid cold
In this everywhere of snow
Little bird you are so strong
Light up the evening with a song
Is there no place you can go
To warm your fragile feathered soul?
How can you radiate delight
On this coldest winter’s night?
The greatest courage is to sing
In the face of shocks and stings

by Richard W. Bray

Why do they do that?

February 6, 2017

zzwhyyyy

Why do they do that?
Is he ever gonna change?
Did he get it from his family?
They’re all pretty strange.

Why do they do that?
He knows I can’t stand it.
I’ve begged for him to stop.
Will he quit if I demand it?

Why do they do that?
Does he like to make me mad?
Does he think it’s all a game?
He reminds me of my dad.

Why do they do that?
Is it something in his brain?
Why can’t I figure him out?
He’s driving me insane.

Why am I like this?
Wondering things I’ll never know.
Should I stop wasting time?
Should I learn to let go?

by Richard W. Bray

Robust Action

February 4, 2017

zzcluster

Strength is all
They understand
Be undaunted
Be a man

Be resolute
And stay the course
With muscular vigor
And robust force

Stout resolve
And rugged might
Are all you need
When you are right

Be diligent
And brave and strong
Send more guns
And drop more bombs

by Richard W. Bray

everybody tells a little fib now and then

January 29, 2017

zzzliar

Walter thinks that someone
Is sleeping with his wife
If he knew it was me
It would mess up his life
I told him not to worry
To shelter him from strife

It’s considerate to lie
When you’re protecting a friend
Besides, everybody tells
A little fib now and then

My boss really likes me
And he’s such a great guy
He’s losing lots of money
But he doesn’t know why
If he knew I was embezzling
He would probably die

It’s considerate to lie
When you’re protecting a friend
Besides, everybody tells
A little fib now and then

I’ll never tell my wife
That I pawned her diamond ring
She got it from her grandma
And she really loves that thing
But cubic zirconia
Makes some pretty nice bling

It’s considerate to lie
When you’re protecting a friend
Besides, everybody tells
A little fib now and then

by Richard W. Bray

monument of wind

January 21, 2017

zzwind

such a big man
you tell people what to do
you can scream and you can threaten
you can fire people too

personified destruction
a walking fist
knocking things over
to show that you exist

so full of empty
a monument of wind
a maelstrom of hollow
surrounded by skin

by Richard W. Bray