The Poetry of 2016
AND SO IT BEGINS
It's done
And it begins
We have lost our way
But we are on the path we laid
"You say you want a revolution?
Well you know you're not the only
one"
And do you recall what revolution is?
It's a nasty fight
People riot
People ignite
We lose before we gain
And nothing again is the same
I'm afraid you started a revolution
alright
Just not the one you wanted
And so we die
A slow painful death
While I cry
You beat your chest
Our children watch us become devils
In the name of a righteous cause
There is no break, there is no pause
Just constant chatter
Everyone talking and no on listening
Everyone lecturing
No one caring
Goodbye democracy
You were too much woman for us
Posted 13th
November by Carole
Turner
WE GET A TRUMP
In a world where wisdom is measured by who can deceive most effectively
Where truth is relative
We get a Trump
In a
country where freedom has become just a word lost in a history we know nothing
about
Where "others" threaten us
We get a Trump
Where "others" threaten us
We get a Trump
In a
place long since drown in its own sense of self importance, lacking empathy,
spawned by endless "news" dehumanizing each other for profit
We get a Trump
We get a Trump
In a world where God has been replaced by the golden statue of ideology
Where Pharisees cry wolf but refuse to say their emperors are naked and they love money and power more than God and people
We get a Trump
In a country that thinks it is unstoppable, indestructible
where haughty brutes blow smoke up our asses while lulling us to sleep with words of protection
We get a Trump
In a world of constant communication without connection
Where everyone is talking and no one is listening
We get a Trump
A PERFECT MOMENT FROZEN IN TIME
Playing in the sun
On the grass Soaking wet Hair drenched Not a care in the world Running through the sprinkler Arms wide open Hand in hand With my cousin Embracing the air That takes all our care And shapes our faces to joy Laughing from our souls Like we will never grow old As only children can Posted 5th September by Carole Turner MY BOYS, A REMINDER You love them
They are not the men who hurt you
They are not always trying to trick you
They need your love and guidance
They are not the enemy
Your anger is from fear
Fear of them becoming "those men"
Don't look through fear
Look through love
Don't react in fear
React in love
Stop trying to control
Everything
Everyone
Everyday
Them
All the time
Believe the best
Teach the best
Show the best
Hope for the best
See them as who they are
Son's that you love
Linger, stay in the moments
Just one more moment
Dance with them
Laugh at their jokes
Relish when they dance for you
Relish when they laugh with you
Read to them still
Instruct kindly
Again, instruct kindly
React slowly
Again, react slowly
Let them be
See the good
Acknowledge the good
Appreciate the good
There is a lot of good
Hold onto the good
Help them become excellent men
Don't expect them to be mediocre men
They are not the men who hurt you
Don't make them pay for the sins of others
Enjoy them
Don't suppress them
Celebrate them
Encourage them
Time is leaving
Always leaving
What will they remember?
"Love covers a multitude of sins"
So love
It's never too late
Posted 26th August by Carole Turner FOR MY SISTER You, me and Joe were little
In homemade Halloween costumes, remember that?
That is a good memory
Innocent, not a care in the world
Other than trick or treating
The big people made tornadoes
And we watched from broken windows
In the midst of turmoil we found each other
On a swing set in a cow pasture
Playing Chinese Checkers
Looking for ghost in the old house
Hiding in the Alabama woods with cousins
Memories fade
I can't hold them any longer
Some stay though
The wreck in the ditch because drunk grandpa
Dancing to Elvis on picnic tables at dads
Midnight sitting in the middle of the street
With neighborhood kids
Fighting, crying, singing, shucking corn
Listening to grandma’s stories
And you cried that first talent show I was in
I remember that
You were the strong one, the confident one, the boss.
I knew you but I didn't
You were my nurse feeding me a soup made of broth,
Milk, tea and whatever else you could find
God that stuff was awful
You always seemed sad and heavy with life
Your face ached of things you couldn't or wouldn't say
But how would I know really?
I was looking away most of the time
Wanting to be anywhere but there
Mom did the best she could, now I understand
You tried to keep me in line but I would have none of that
I know I drove you crazy
I wasn't calm and sweet like Joe
How did you endure my brattiness, my selfishness?
How did you stand my judgements, my condescension?
My arrogance
I have many regrets
We grew up too fast
You had a baby at 16
And I went away searching
For whatever it was I couldn't find
Now memories drown in daily needs
Years pass and suddenly
Its mid life
We’re more done with then beginning
Almost over the hill and the hill is a steep decline
But when I see you now
You don’t seem sad and heavy with life
Your face isn’t full of ache and things you can’t say
It looks as if you found your place
Like you’re happy
I’m so happy you are happy
We turned out ok you know?
We are all three OK
And life is only half way over
You me and Joe were little
In homemade Halloween costumes
Innocent, not a care in the world
Other than trick or treating
Back then, we had each other
We will always have each other
Posted 15th June by Carole Turner
MOTHERING
"I never knew grief felt so much like fear, I can't stop
swallowing." CS Lewis
The deepest sadness
You can't share
Shame them not
I hear
It's all your fault
You gave too much
Dreamed to big
Expected too much
Didn't do enough
Did too much
Too much
Not enough
It's gone now
Grieve alone
Puff goes the smoke up
your ass
"You're great"
they said
Your dreams are dead
They aren't yours to
mourn
Hang up that damn phone
This isn't your life
You just pay for it
YOU STAY
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JUST
Because you're just..
Uneducated
Brainwashed
Easily swayed by the media
If you would just..
Do some research
Mind your own business
Be quiet
You're just..
Stupid
A socialist liberal
Have changed
People like you are just..
Ignorant of the facts
Drinking that Kool-Aid
Naive
I'm just
Tired of YOUR just
Posted 11th February by Carole Turner
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