may we all be heard
words are bells
let them ring!

Thom World Poet Austin, Texas, USA
Global Radical networker and activist for promoting the live Creative Arts,
at every possible opportunity, especially in his home-city, Austin, Texas, USA

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Breughal's Icarus

ignored by ploughman,shepherd,mariner
falls into a wider sea than his fame
Framed,his flight meant more in failure than in Light
Our wings are metal.We have power thrust
We would leave both Wright Brothers and Icarus in the dust
Our skies are full of triumph,buses,wings and vapor trails
Our carbon emissions threaten our Great Whales
Yet who among us dare say that we have failed?
Only those who drink our kerosine pollution tales..
Poetry once had power to clear the air.
We could trust its declarations.Antidotes to Despair
No word is new now,and abuse professional
sees advertising used by priests and politicians
Speechwriters steal the cadence of Churchill's Cicero song
Lulled into country and western -we sing along
Then realize we are on our own.Sans words.Sans poem.

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