the flips & turns those tongues curl
to shape words/hit a spin
leave me reeling
& dazzled–
that’s why talk is cheap.
it is fast & shiny
& does not wear well;
quickly-sewn seams split
under pressure.
rhetoric twists perception
until sheep salivate like wolves
& wolves bleat & wear wool
but still smell of dog–
we won’t know which is which
until we see teeth
& by then
we are already bitten
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That is fantastic. I think you have a future as a spoken word artist Susan.
Trent, thank you! In a creative writing class years ago, I watched a storyteller in action–pacing, telling her story from the toes up and I loved it. Always admired spoken word, and poetry of course works well in there, too.
Have you been watching Political broadcasts by chance!?
Why, ROS, whatever gave you that idea? 😉
Awesome words … loved it !!!
Thank you!
Heh, yes. My Bailey could have pulled off being an overgrown sheep, albeit perhaps with a need to cover his Holstein colouring.
🙂 Oh, sounds like a wonderful dog!
these are con artists ! I’ve thoroughly sunk my teeth in this!
Oh, yes…
You will not be very popular with some politicians after this poem. Incidentally, I tweeted along these same lines only yesterday!
You know what? I think it was your tweet that inspired this! Was it the one about the marxism/neomarxism, dead center to liberals, and to the right of the far right, all at once? If that is the one you are referring to, then, my friend, you most definitely DID inspire this one, because it tweaked my brain as you tweeted!
I love how you reinforce the message under every image that you put in this poem. This is so beautiful.
Thank you Joe!
Reblogged this on jomul7 and commented:
Whenever sound meets image in a perfect balance to give the same message, you can’t help it but love this poem!
There is so much power and indignation in these words. 🙂
Celestine, thank you. Ohhh, I was steamed when I wrote this 😉