Tuesday, May 24, 2016

"What's funny is ..."

"What's funny is ...

by Seah Greenhorn
( Poem with copyright ) 

"What's funny is ... I used to believe I could understand"

feelings about 'rights.'

Lines obscured bring ire and fights against love


like a whale squirting
effective refreshing mists mellowing all in its way; then receivers pushing and debating positions

the spray.

Who says who's needs to go or who's fit to stay?

Let the whale decide with whom he shall play.

Sunday, May 15, 2016

A River In Flight

A River In Flight
by Seah Greenhorn
(poem with copyright)
Rushing the edge
as a beautiful visualization
of humanity's distress.
Collective tears
The blood of her victims
dropping off into darkness.
Pounding the heart's walls in its descend.
Sprayed by the intense mist arising?
Those gathered, who care to share in this memorial.
Those not present?
Another symbolism for the river's name.
Men running away from paradise.
Is that not the desire of independent man?
animals and nature in their lust for power.
Rendering to the world,
to the heavens
this representation of sacrifice,
the river's vibrant hue.
To dominate and crush.
This beauty
a vivid reminder
of what mankind
is not designed
to do.