Twilight falls Upon the Empire of the West Truth recedes And knowledge is forsaken. Family is meaningless Innocence is meaningless The Wise Men have been deafened Listening As fools chatter Into government-issued megaphones. Life is meaningless Sacrifice is meaningless We hand our executioners the axe And expect a welcoming hug We …
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Lavender
Fields of lavender and of wheat Under a sullen summer sky Trampled ‘neath a monster’s feet Cannot best her azure eye. —– All rights reserved Jason C. Diederich 10April2015
Custodis
The nascent poem denies its birth. It shrieks ennui behind my eyes; While wailing angels weigh my worth As silence sweeps the shadowed skies. But as the dark descends, I rise And grit my teeth against the tears! I will not cease, though all hope dies, To stand my watch unnumbered years– I am the …
Mythopoetrix
The fire of her hair is drenched (With morning dew) One jewel-bright eye (I think it’s blue) Peeks at me Makes me free (Well, how ‘bout you?) Glad to fall or fly (It’s worth the view) The longing of my soul quenched. –Jason Diederich, 2013, all rights reserved
Poème du Jour de Saint-Valentin Pour l’Ange Sauvage
I saw a Spirit soaring free, And prayed it might alight near me. “Oh, Valkyrie, where goest thou, With fey war-paint upon thy brow?” She said two words as she flew past, And I knew my heart was caught at last– The Wild Angel held it fast.
I recently attended a briefing on sexual assault prevention through my military unit. Predictably, the attendant video depicted a caucasian male officer fraternizing with an ethnic female junior enlisted. No actual sex took place; the assualt consisted of the male groping the female behind a bar AFTER she had flirted with him. And also, apparently, …
The Propheteers
The Towers were broken, and the MadmenLaughed, for the flame, and the death, and our fearsThree thousand died and the Strange Folk have liedFor the profit of Jihad Propheteers. There are those who have expressed the odd ViewThat architechtural steel would not fadeIf subject to fire; and so I inquireBy what process do they think …
Tomorrow
Whatever happenedTo the tomorrowOf yesterday? Heroes with sinews of syntaxAnd swords quenched in syllogismCruise the blooded highwaysOf information. The Madmen danceTo the Dark Angels’ harping;Happiness is dopamineAnd all life is suffering Tamagochi and karaoke;Ban books and censor TVBut don’t make me raise my kids Logic bombs and Behrer bonds,Anthrax and “I love you” Whatever happenedTo …
The First Ballad of Avril the Legionnaire
The people at People and E! MagazineThought they’d seen every celebrity sceneAnd knew all the fads that came with each seasonBut even the Enquirer was stumped for a reasonWhen Avril Lavigne joined the French Foreign Legion. She made up her face, and kept her face plainAs she listened, aghast, to the recruiter explain:“There’s been some …
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Natasha
When I was lonelyWhen I had retreated from the worldYou found meYou saw me somehow without seeingAnd touched my stilling heart Angel of strange skiesStill I’ve not plumbed the deeps of your soulBut your eyesReturned the sunlight to my beingEnflamed my singing heart And for the first time in my lifeI smile.