Tag: November 2015

The real New World Order (a poem)

Kevin J. O'Conner

I am Jack’s weakened resolve Confronted with the world’s wickedness I am unable to respond with anything more than ambivalence while the pressure builds I use terms I don’t understand to ameliorate the crisis Fascists make their stances clear the joke doesn’t go over so well among the already skeptical But poll numbers trump logic [...]

Drifting keys (A poem)

Kevin J. O'Conner

Sometimes instruments go out of key… When the key drifts in and out I get confused I don’t know whether I should be worried or annoyed or impressed by the persistence of someone who keeps on going long after the guitar has gone out of tune After all, what is that based on— scales set [...]

Beneath the crown (A poem)

Kevin J. O'Conner

Trying something slightly different… Fetched far was the proposition Less of weight I felt as I waited for the results of wishes and work my way to come Sadly, there is no right of birth handed down from parents grand The facts of life are brutish and blunt rarely embellishing upon the tales of battles [...]

Day of the crescent moon (A poem)

Kevin J. O'Conner

Impressions and images from a Sunday afternoon, written quickly… Thumbnail in the sky beginning to melt Wingspans bloodied by evil scarred-over mistakes a long time coming Episodic ambitions carry over but never complete The second half is blanketed by clouds fit within a frame Scratches and scales points of vitae vis Arrangements fall out of [...]