Category: Poetry
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Marianas Trench, By Brian37(AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter)
Unthinkable, unfathomable
Unimaginable, unreachable
Inconceivable,
Unbelievable
Invisible pain
No one can see
The heavy anchor
That clutches me
Tentacles won’t
Let me be
Pulling me under
The briny sea
Ugly angler
Lures me in
Suicide taps
On my shoulder again
Barracudas
In the water
Friends, ask
“What’s the matter?”
Out of the trench
I climb the ladder
Broken rungs
It doesn’t matter
My dark thoughts
Aways gather
Need a distraction
I would rather
Surface and rise
Avoid my demise
Marians Trench
My hopes bely
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I am NOT suicidal right now. But I do know that dark tone, and I have had it in my life. This poem comes from reading Anne Sexton today. She is a dark poet.
If you are feeling suicidal, call a trusted friend or family member, call online support or 911. You are not alone.
Unknown quote, “Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.” I cannot begin to think of all the things I wouldn’t have done, or time I spent with family and friends, and all the poems that I would not have written if I had given up. I do know what that dark place is, but it doesn’t stay that way. -
The Diagnosis, by Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter)
What is the prognosis
The outlook, the surmise
The layout, the tries
What underlies
Words wonder, ponder
Will they rise, rise
Of the page, with cries
Of pleasure, joy, rejection
Introspection, just now
In terms of meaning
What is it gleaning
What are you seeing
Anticipation, emancipation
Adulation, speculation
Breathing, breathing
Desperately breathing
Into this body something
Pupils fixed, not moving
Pulse elusive, inconclusive
Life intrusive
Flatlined this notion
My voice no motion
Where is the potion
The combination
To make you read?
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This poem was inspired by Sylvia Plath’s Stillborn. Another poem about writers block and the fear of not coming up with something new. -
Don’t Look Now, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter)
Do you remember
The mass exodus
When Tula bared all
In Playboy Magazine?
Do you remember
Caroline Cossey
Was on screen poolside silent
In “For Your Eyes Only”?
Do you remember
When Gopher found out
Rachael was also Ray
Back in their college days
In ancient Greek plays
The women
Were played by men
It didn’t bother you then
When you pick on Zooey
You are are the bully
Your ignorance is fully
Of your own insecurity
Trans
Are no harm to you
While bullies
Are never through
The sane
Know what to do
Your hate is not our kin
Your rot will never win
And Caitlyn
You baffle me
I really cannot see
Voting for the GOP.
The field of psychiatry
And the AMA
All of them will say
Transgender is ok.
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“Tula” also known as “Caroline Cossey” was a transgender in real life who posed for Playboy and had a extra roll in the James Bond movie “For Your Eyes Only” . She was also in Playboy which did not cause a mass exodus of Playboy fans.
And the original Love Boat, Season 5 episode 10 McKenzie Phillips played a transgender character in which Gopher found out she was his former roommate in college.
And in antiquity it was quite common for men to play all the roles of an ancient Greek play, including female roles.
But in real life transgender people going from male to female or female to male, face horrible discrimination and assaults and have a higher rate of depression and suicide because of the stigma.
I am not LGBTQ myself, nor can I understand the rejection of society and abuse and attacks they face every single day. But I was bullied as a kid for other reasons. I hate bullies. LGBTQ don’t want special rights. They won’t barbecue your kittens nor are they going to indoctrinate your kids. They are no different than you or I, they just want to be happy.
I do have to also make it clear, there is a huge difference between a Drag Queen, gay, lesbian, bisexual, heterosexual, transexual. All of those are different categories.
DISCLAIMER : I have no affiliation with the following websites or their employees, nor are they endorsing this poem. I am receiving no compensation of money or gifts of any kind. I am just posting it by my own accord as a resource as to what the experts say.
https://www.columbiapsychiatry.org/news/gender-affirming-care-saves-liveshttps://www.ama-assn.org/press-center/press-releases/ama-reinforces-opposition-restrictions-transgender-medical-care
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If You, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter)
If you
Want to
Call abortion murder
If you
Want to
Call supporters monsters
What do
We do
With monsters?
Hitler was a monster
Killed 6 million Jews
Female Nazi guards
Helped him do it too.
And when the war was through
We hung the guards from a noose
Money , mouth
You know how it goes
Don’t just punish the doctors
The females also chose.
Maybe a needle
Maybe the chair
Maybe the gas chamber
Maybe hang in a public square
Or better yet, a sporting event
Soccer game halftime
Like the Taliban
Stone the adulterer
Send a message
Throughout the land
Maybe at the Superbowl
Commercials have no chance.
Or, maybe, just maybe
This is your sick romance
To control
The body of others
Based on your insecurity
You can’t take into account
Even an ectopic pregnancy
Each one is different
Each one is complex
We don’t throw parties
Over this serious event
So if you are unwilling
To give the female life
Or put her on death row
Here is my advice
If it is not your crotch
You have no right to watch.
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FUCK FORCED BIRTHERS! -
Location, Location, Location By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter)
Under the desk
Behind the wall
You may escape
Or not at all
Big cities
Big cities
They blame them all
But here in the sticks
They also fall
Red State
Blue State
Over the guns
They masturbate
Sell some more
It’s not too late
Who cares
Who meets their fate
Zip code, zip code
That’s the key
On a slab
You will be
Unless you arm
Everybody
It’s ok
To live in fear
The price of freedom
Your death is near
Capital Hill
In D.C.
Dwells a selfish party
The GOP
Gutless cowards
They all be
They will never
Silence me
No gun, no bullet
Will cut me down
My words will survive
If my body is found
All I want is to vote
All I want do take note
All I want is less death
I will advocate for
To my last breath.
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Sell more and do nothing is bullshit. Blaming blue states and big cities, is also bullshit. It is the volume of guns, not the zip code. Firearm death and injuries happen in every zip code in every state, red blue, suburban, rural and urban. -
Practice, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter)
Exactly how does one
Practice
Not robbing someone?
Exactly how does one
Practice
Not raping someone?
Exactly how does one
Practice
Not murdering someone?
It would seem
That refraining
From those acts
Would not in fact
Need
Practice
To become a doctor
You need medical school
That takes practice
To become a lawyer
You need law school
That takes practice
To get to Carnegie Hall
Doesn’t have to be said
Practice, practice, practice
To become an MVP
In the major leagues
Practice
To pass your SATs
Which the colleges see
Practice
Religion isn’t a practice
It is a club
No need to “practice”
Just buy, be convinced
By others, follow
And swallow, conform
There is no “practice”
In wanting so badly
For false comfort to be true
Yet much effort
Is is invested
In belonging toAncient words
Written by those
WhoKnew not better
But now we do
Practice critical thinking
It insures you
The best insulation
From mistakingMythology as true.
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Acquiesce, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter)
There is no solace
For the terminal
Grim wonderment
The concoctions
Of other worlds
Of an afterlife
Stress and fear
Linger near
Even on a face of the brave
There is no solace
In the unknown
When the pulse is gone
What lies beyond
Is the same
As that before
The rest is lore
You breath no more
Look up to the sky
Look down at the floor
Hands clasped together
Content as a beggar
You try to bargain
To no avail, told your story
They mourn and wail
There is no solace
For the honest
The only option
That is certain
Is to acquiesce
To the inevitable
To be valued
To be loved
To be remembered
There is no other reward.
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Seeing It Coming, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrss37 on Twitter)
To look in their eyes
Knowing the clock
Does not care
You don’t know
The exact second
Of when, even if where
I watched an episode
Jo the friend of Blair
She had a teacher
She became close to
However she was
Unaware
She was dying
And when Jo found out
She had to face her
The pain and endless crying
In the presence
Of the loved in decline
The courage of facing
The last tick of time
This episode brutal
Yet compassionate
And kind, reminded
Me of my mother
In her last days alive
In the face of oblivion
Her only worry was me
Her only son
And I was the one
To hold her hand
In her last hours
To comfort her
Knowing death towered
The escape no one gets
But to have that life with her
Absolutely no regrets.
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Today I was watching an old rerun of “The Facts Of Life” and Jo became close friends with an English teacher and at first, as the script goes, thought the teacher was moving to another school for more money, but it turned out the teacher was dying.
My mom has been gone for 6 years now, but watching that episode tore me up, because I know the feeling of seeing those facing death, and it is a horrifying feeling to know what they must be facing, but also the courage to be there for them in their last moments. You do the crying alone. Truth was, she was always braver than me. I knew she was afraid, but in her last weeks she was more concerned about me than anything else. -
Lipstick Face, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter)
She traced her face
On the mirror
Flowing hair
One eye with tear
No one
Diagnosed her
But everyone
Had her to fear
Under the radar
No one wanted to see
How dangerous she was
In the end she went too far
No record
At time of buy
They couldn’t
Take it from her
She sent many
A warning sign
But she couldn’t
Be stopped in time
Wet cloths
In the dresser
Rotted meat
In the refrigerator
Laurie took her pain
Into a grade school room
Something snapped in her
A child met his doom
Wade in the blood
It happens far to much
Lipstick on the mirror
Another kick in the gut
The cowards on the right
Refuse to stand up and fight
The epic firearm death
Happening day and night
This happened in 88
Countless have met their fate
The death toll keeps on rising
At an alarming rate.
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I have insomnia so I decided to see if I could find an old Valarie Bertinelli TV movie. But I had forgotten the plot. All I remember was that she portrayed a real mentally ill person. I remember the scene where she promised her husband she was going to change and she got all dressed up, cleaned the house, got dinner ready for him. But when he went to his dresser all his cloths were wet. I had forgotten the gun part and the killing part. But now it infuriates me even more because nothing has solved the firearm violence epidemic since.
But there were lots of hints even before that something was not right with Laurie Dann (played by Valarie Bertinelli). The real husband warned police that she had purchased a gun. But the law at the time could not confiscate it from her. Laurie Dann went into grade school classroom and shot several kids, of which one boy died.
After leaving the school she crossed the neighborhood and took a mother and son hostage. Initially she let the mother go, but shot the son, he managed to escape and survived. Laurie Dann ended up committing suicide on the second floor of the house she ran into.The TV movie is called “Murder Of Innocence” staring Valarie Bertinelli. It is an unfortunate reminder that the GOP and the gun industry obstruct or gut any safety laws that could prevent events like this.
And here we are again, just like Virginia Tech, now Nashville, decades since 1988. These fuckers keep saying “Just keep them out of the wrong hands”, but nothing gets done and more people needlessly die.
“Lipstick Face” as the title is based on the images portrayed in the movie, which I would guess were based on family and police reports where she traced her face in the mirror with lipstick and a tear in one eye.
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