“Talking Heads” by Joshua Oliveira
talking heads at their mischief
poking rude digitized fingers
in everyone’s eyes
acid viper tongues slither
toward everyone’s ears
pseudo-intellect trash-talk
combustible commentary
sucking the air from the room
all it takes to defeat their agenda
demote their celebrity
steal all their power
take aim at their pixel heart
zap the remote
change the channel
rebreathe common sense and
replenish the lungs of the mind
From my book Human Waters
Writer Lynne Sargent
Poetry Puttering by Pax & Company
Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
no dust here
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
flights of fancy from New Zealand
You're never alone, if you've something to share
All you touch and all you see / is all your life will ever be
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appreciate that, good sir
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I read a little about the debate! Sounds like you made the right decision.
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it’s either turn them off or fling a piece of furniture through the TV
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I know that feeling well. Admittedly, I usually shout at them first and rain curses on their heads. Then hubs suggests just turning it off.
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Another, i beginning now set a high standard, for your work, it all is so unbelievably incredible!
hugs & kisses chris
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thanks for your unflagging support, chris
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Just keep writing sir!
hugs & hugs, why not, kisses chris
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That was rather quick oldman!
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Sounds like you got caught up in a political show. 🙂
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we’re drowning in them – it’s primary season here in New Hampshire
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Sounds as if you’ve been to a dinner party in Kensington…for your sake I do hope you never have! Splendid stuff
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I recall having been to the gardens area, but not whomever I dined with
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I prefer and always have, Pink Floyd – Breathe.
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http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/pinkfloyd/breathe.html
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I always visualize them muzzled. Great poem!
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I’ll hold them down while you put it on
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It’s a plan.
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Reblogged this on Praying for Eyebrowz and commented:
Paul Lenzi’s words have never been more timely. Read more at poesypluspolemics.com.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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You are welcome!
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