Poetry
• After the deluge - Hillary
Kaye
• let the yuppies take it - Rex
Butters
• Fifty ways to leave Iraq
(apologies to Paul Simon) - lyrics modified by Jim
Smith
• Two Bush’s is not better
than one - shanna moore
• No Beauty
Beyond Us
After the
deluge
after the
rain
after the second coming of
age
let’s meet on the same
ground.
–Hillary
Kaye
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let
the yuppies take it
By Rex
Butters
cloud
shroud Venice
words
embedded
cold gray cement
walls
around
showers
around unwanted police
sub-station
damp
flat
thirty person
public
unveiling
thinning
out
old men claiming
beatness
mumbled or
droned
in-joke
lists
young
wannabeats
windy with obvious
puns
spoken their
words
gray cold flat
damp
deathmarch
enthusiasm
all buddy reference
Bukowski
who wrote
extensively
of hating poets and
readings
one
after another
listeners
leave
left hand over
mouth
laughing
shaking
heads
“If I had a razor
blade
I’d slit my
wrists,”
she said
indicating our own time to
go
“What’s that?”
one of 3 baggy
clothed
boys asked/walking
by
“Just that spoken word
shit,”
another
answered
not
stopping
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Fifty
ways to leave Iraq
(apologies to
Paul Simon)
Lyrics modified by Jim
Smith
Just leave before we're all dead,
Ted
Jump on a freedom ferry,
Mary
Let Haliburton take the fall,
Paul
Take a jet out of there, Tony
Blair
Just reverse the charge,
George
Turn your back on the neo-cons,
Don
You know all the killing is really sick,
Dick
You don't need to blow up the
earth
Just enjoy it for what it's
worth
Just slip out of Iraq,
jack
Make a new plan,
stan
You don’t need to be coy,
roy
Just get ourselves
free
Hop on the bus,
gus
You don’t need to discuss
much
Just sail out to sea,
lee
And get ourselves
free
Gaia said it grieves me so to
see you in such pain
I wish there was
something I could do to make you smile
again
I said I appreciate that and would you
please explain
About the fifty
ways
The Demopublicans said why
don’t we just sleep on it tonight
And
we believe in the morning you’ll begin to see the
light
And then they grabbed me and I realized
I was in for a fight
There must be fifty ways
to leave Iraq
Fifty ways to leave
Iraq
Just slip out the back,
jack
You don't need to go to Iran,
stan
You don’t need to be coy,
roy
Just get ourselves
free
Hop on the bus,
gus
We don’t need to discuss
much
Just sail out to sea,
lee
And get ourselves
free
Just leave before we're all dead,
Ted
Jump on a freedom ferry,
Mary
Let Haliburton take the fall,
Paul
Take a jet out of there, Tony
Blair
Just reverse the charge,
George
Turn your back on the neo-cons,
Don
You know all the killing is really sick,
Dick
You don’t need to blow up the
earth
A better world’s in
birth
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Two
Bush’s is not better than one
didn
vote for either one of em
the last one jus
elected hisself
no one voted for
him
his daddy bought him toy
soldiers
innocent pieces of
plastic
innocent young men and
women
sucked in by their
governments
now all those
children........
living with bombs bursting
around
wont think twice
about
blowin themselves
up
its their life
now..
nothing
better
shanna
moore
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NO
BEAUTY BEYOND US
By Sean F.
Lynch
As I read back in our book of
love
A life we lead
together
Over mountains we'd
climbed
to never forget the treasures we'd
find
Of all dreams that had come
true
The one that only mattered was me having
you
Beauty came upon
us
No beauty beyond
us
My bleeding heartfelt
pen
Writes to wherever you
are
For a perfect piece can never
hide
to which I'll never leave your
bedside
True hearts may break or
bend
True hearts will always
mend
Beauty came upon
us
No beauty beyond
us
Darling, I see you in the
distance
Your ship's sailing
in
I'm here, going
nowhere
Yes, a spirit from
above
I did see you wake
up
Darling! You had fought to come back to
me
for you my hero, had rescued
me
Beauty came upon
us
No beauty beyond us
Posted: Thu - September 1, 2005 at 08:05 AM