White, Blue Poem by Kelly Vinal
White, Blue
They tore their collars off,
The white and blue,
And marched in throngs on
Slick, wet cobbles, Main Street -
Us, me - them -
Days, years blended in
Dark chocolate, white cream
Revolution -
Yeah, who are we between
When power seeks itself
And the -less become more so -
Us v. them, you -
For like-, homogenous
Dreams, tongues - fears
Of white, of blue
Heaven, sky
Death and dirt.
Just when I thought I had seen some good stuff, here comes Kelly Vinal. Now there is a poet whose work I could read, no matter what the mood. Best wishes to you and keep safe Herbert
I'd like to add my admiration for all that's here and all that's between the words.
Kelly...fine poem. Very tight. Please stop by and see me when you're in town. Bldg 106. Merry Christmas.
christmas allways brings the best out of poets for some strange reason but we dont mind, keep producing young man and i will keep reading have a great christmas with your family kelly warm regards allan
Kelly, we had a poet in Australia who wrote delightfully in our vernacular. His name is C.J. Dennis: On reading your poem he'd have said, 'I dips me lid.' Meaning, I take my hat off to you. This is, as Herbert said, a great poem....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 12:32:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Insightful and extremly well thoughtout, Good show sir, good show.