Anger thief #dversepoetics

https://dversepoets.com/2022/05/03/dverse-poetics-small-change-or-big-bucks/

What a great prompt. it got me thinking of about how I put a stop to being bullied as a young man and the Anger that was triggered on a night shift, by somebody I went to school with.

The anger was put to good use but I recall how terrible I felt after it subsided.

The anger thief #poetics.

#Antibully

The loss of my innocence,

Haunts my placid,

Innermost being,

The anger thief stole it.

Corporate tyrants steal,

good health,

From all they employ,

Paying them peanuts,

For what? More wealth!

Self-loathing explosion.

My innocence replaced,

With red wrath and loathing,

Bullied to red brink,

For another’s gratification.

The anger thief stole it,

From my Innermost being,

Haunting my placid,

For the loss of my innocence.

Static #Quadrille151

https://dversepoets.com/2022/05/02/quadrille-2/

thank you Mish @ #Dverse for the static prompt for todays #quadrille.

Static thief, static thief,

Why are so stationary,

Oh, so still.

Fear of getting seized,

Hiding within the static,

Oh, so silent.

Static thief, static thief,

What have you stolen,

Only our home.

Fear of getting caught,

Killing humanity,

Earths defenders,

Taking back,

Existence.

Giltwright. #poetry

#ecopoem, #ecothief.

#cleanocean.

hello #dverspoets pub here is this weeks only poem so far from me. hope you enjoy

https://dversepoets.com/2022/04/28/openlinknight-315/

I am the hobgoblin poet,

Having my mistakes shown,

To me by my own Giltwright.

My insights not getting heard,

Human thieves still at it,

Embezzling the oil,

Pilfering the coal,

Boiling the skies,

Filling the oceans,

With their rubbish.

The thief of paradise,

Destroying his birth place,

Pilfering from his children’s future,

For his own selfish needs.

Me the hobgoblin poet,

Was once a human,

Until I was shown,

The errors of my ways,

My Giltwrights pointing me,

In the correct direction,

Of living with mother nature.

Riddle me this #dverse

https://dversepoets.com/2022/04/21/meet-the-bar-with-riddles-guess-right-or-be-devoured/

thank you Bjorn at #dversepoetspub for the challenge of writing a riddle. i have never tried before. I will reveal the answer in the morning in the comments before I head for work.

My first riddle.

(no picture as it would give answer.)

Armageddon orange cloak,

Wraps around the sun.

Cold chill soaks into,

Light misty socks.

Luna light on the rise,

Dripping sleep into my eyes.

Bed bugs appetite triggered,

By their nightly alarm call.

Golden hour thrills,

Photographer’s artist.

Interview with a river god

Here we are again chatting about blooms in the middle of spring @ #dverse poets pub. I would like to thank Merril for your heart felt prompt.

https://dversepoets.com/2022/04/19/poetics-naming-the-rose/

The river god Purple Tiger Rose once was I,

Once of the river Bullbourne.

Now just a lowly poet,

Interview with my former self,

Gave rise to my duplicity.

The Procol Harum song

A whiter shade of pale,

haunts my dreams of death.

Leaping salmon once I commanded,

As the river god Purple Tiger Rose,

Not now I am just,

A lonely lowly poet.

Twice in a blue moon,

Do I commune with,

absent friends who dwell,

only in my dreams.

Absolutely Fabulous

would it be to not

interview the river God

Purple Tiger Rose that once was me.