Gord

2018-03-16 05:24 am

Time stalls to leisure,
Confessor endeavored professor,
Tribe withdrawals.

Possessor mind primal,
With Fentanyl,
Addiction prideful,
Cites exciting asides.
Skies rifled,
Cities get an eyeful.

Gord

2018-03-02 07:30 am

Quiet relationship, then gating,
College failed in relation.
Poems tight, metaphorical like,
Similarly quiet, gait penned.

Scholarship not pellet feed,
Lettuce where the fences meet,
Where the parents meet,
And fight over simple weeds,
Lifestyle and personality like.

Gord

2017-11-17 03:18 pm

Tattoo on her arms, postured,
Flippantly she remarks of nonsense,
Tense with feigned confidence,
A world over marching pasture.
Presume their charms poor,
Slipping of mudpiles immense,
Loose with large boulders,
Earth nobler than it is dumb.
They resume opportune position,
Posturing of nonsense distant,
Less limbs and less benediction,
Ammunition less firearms existence.

Gord

2017-02-03 12:00 am

Red Tie, Blue Tie.
Presidential Hierarchy.

Gord

2017-01-24 12:00 am

Bed rest undeservant, he turns.
Making up words as he goes,
The world follows through,
Exiting without him.

God of the chimes,
Wind-bound and determined,
Makes the rules as he goes,
The world passes laws,
Existing without him.

Gord

2017-01-19 12:00 am

Those who kill another standing,
Are said to be of stone and iron.
Bean counters politic to the throne,
Are somehow revered and desired.
Despite their lack of remorse,
And passionless fire.
Their life a metaphor of climbing,
Smelly, poor, and small minded.

Gord

2017-01-17 12:00 am

Finding selected,
Keystroke wreckless.
Days clicking google adsense,
Hoping for a future pleasant.
Those married to future present,
Set precedence, or providence.
Either way, their feeling felt.
Ourselves providing the set lists,
Swimming only to divide the kelp.

Tragedy or more could define the self,
Prophets could by chance desire wealth,
Perhaps afterlife is rather expensive.
Better than desiring severed heads,
Documenting your proletariat ventures,
Penniless yet the castle stands.
Random chance gives in to my demands.

Gord

2017-01-13 12:00 am

Cherish what little time we have, they say.
Politics among the coursework for the day,
Perhaps the housework can justify a stay,
Though setbacks can justify means to create.

The weed, it stays dope,
We changed though,
Peering through grass,
We see our hope.

Not one being persecutor,
But blame to the group.
Fire and flames on a hoop,
Would not you jump officer?
Or frame up and shoot?

Gord

2017-01-05 12:00 am

Not my president,
Not my precedence.
Denied relativism,
Only my patriotism. 

Gord

2017-01-03 12:00 am

Panic as the ship hits the shore,
Not Before, la vie, con amore,
For love does typically live forever.
Only old men break for the weather,
Feverish in their love of pleasure.

Deacon finding the failure of people,
Lights fires in the place of beacon,
Wooden beams crumbling beneath him,
He is the lighthouse that never was.

I am the rocks that never could,
Smashing rocks of greater virtue,
I am then accost and pursued,
Masticating grass of rain and dew,
Too ignorant to stand.
Too ignorant to move.

Gord

2016-12-21 12:00 am

Bland, Gory,
Written by men,
History.

Gord

2016-12-20 12:00 am

Pastures dry, the people see,
Move on and feel their freedom,
Seldom hearing people eaters.
Creature seeking not being a career,
Having not done it for twenty years,
Seeking all monsters to be sought.
Tables turned, the people rot.
Yearning on for cannot be.
Informed thoughts cannot read,
Nor breed cattle to buy bread.
Masters of a humble rest;
Grow their own bread,
Farm their own cattle,
Fight their own battles,
Propagating views to their peers,
Which idealize each other,
Making careers of judgement.

Gord

2016-12-12 12:00 am

Tomorrow is nothing but an intervention,
Yesterday holding the true intention.
Yet spend to stay powerful at the station,
Your people power toward a cowards end,
Politically investing on a shorter scale.

Marking with pen and paper, clearing chambers,
Tomorrow's makeshift inventions tooled on sale.
As if someday a unicorn escaped their stable,
Marked the day ideally we first fought in anger,
Then paid extorted reparations as a gamble.

Gord

2016-12-06 12:00 am

Feather aloft, with folded wing,
Birds gliding as the summer sings,
Turning only to check the fitting.
Bastion of the great lords,
Last swinging his great sword,
Breaking bones he sees fit.
A life in three parts,
As though it was,
And so it is.
Life lays it's judgement,
As one tries to live.

Gord

2016-11-26 12:00 am

My mind idyllic,
I lye beside
a follower,
So follower am I.

A flower grower,
tending to groves,
No leader am I.

No army can I raise.
No raze can justify.
So I roll a joint,
Get real high.

Gord

2016-10-19 12:00 am

Continuing to writhe in pain,
As the water runs through me.
Hopefully one day they find a cure for being.
For being alive most days can be aside,
Or sutured as the village Miser,
Who found his wealth in similar lies:
The bones and arrows of similar lines.
Propelled forward by similar desire.

Gord

2016-10-14 12:00 am

If the American government told you, 
life over death,
Would you just believe them,
and choose to live?
If the American government told you,
We're just having fun,
drawing lines in the sky,
Would you believe them?
If your president warned you,
Of the coming apocalypse,
Would you believe the Americans?
Or choose to live?

Gord

2016-08-18 12:00 am

Nothing of a light inside,
No desire for burning fire,
No mercy or desire, already alight,
Stammering as you admonish,
Changing that astonishing,
Changing again as you end,
Foreshadowing verbiage you admire.
Only my wendigo sees my ambitions,
And only others fear my desires.