Mason Maestro


Mason Maestro Poems

1. Hotel Continental 2/23/2005
2. Mogadishu Looms 3/29/2005
3. Whatever The Reason 3/29/2005
4. The Lords Of Barbakan 3/29/2005
5. Style You 3/29/2005
6. Times Of A Curtain 3/29/2005
7. The Bleeding Yards 3/31/2005
8. Cloud V 4/7/2005
9. Khmer Rouge 10/25/2005
10. Wound Of ' 91 3/31/2005
11. I Am A Straw Part 7 9/7/2005
12. Regarding The Temple 3/31/2005
13. Cloud Iv 3/29/2005
14. Magnus 2/23/2005
15. The Onion Ghost 2/23/2005
16. I Am A Straw Part 4 3/27/2005
17. Far (The Ink I Thrive For) 3/29/2005
18. Henwood / Swimming To Los-Angeles 2/20/2005
19. Radio Clearance 4/13/2005
20. I Am A Straw Part 10 12/12/2005
21. I Am A Straw Part 11 1/15/2006
22. Cactus 2/4/2006
23. Night Of The Dark Sea 2/4/2006
24. Stone Margarite's Crony 2/5/2006
25. The Manes 3/31/2005
26. I Am A Straw Part 8 9/25/2005
27. Talisman 2/20/2005
28. Closer Than They Appear 3/29/2005
29. Burden 4/13/2005
30. Cloud 9 11/2/2005
31. Circum-Socialite 11/2/2005
32. All Seems Too Clear 3/29/2005
33. I Am A Straw Part 3 2/23/2005
34. I Am A Straw Part 9 11/15/2005
35. Malaise, Malaise 11/18/2005
36. Cloud Ii 3/29/2005
37. Conditioning 3/29/2005
38. Slips The Skin 2/6/2006
39. Single File Line 3/29/2005
40. Flying Pies 3/29/2005
Best Poem of Mason Maestro

*the Pioneer (The Campaign)

Curriculums tied up to the hounds
and coffee shops police abounds
Untried, unheard 'round the world- tragedy occured
Homemade descendants founding unjust avengers
Political string tied too strong to left wing
The imbalance threw off the budget from the swing
Land in check, holding sight on tap to the end
Like a pioneer to re-write the map of Greenland

A summons with the beat of the drum
and around the world the masses will come

From Red square to Bel-Air
Falkland Isls, true democracy calls
To victoria falls, and China's walls ...

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Balkans Bruises

Breathless Balkans, blisters & bruises
Savaged lands strewn about through time
From Romans, Goths, Huns and Avars
To Byzantines, Turks, Slavs and Tatars
Either pre-war or postwar, nothings been solved
And occupation becomes a suffered tradition
Yet devoutly believing in the laws of history
The Balkan states pre-figured the post colonial agony

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