Within Me Bones, Loans & Tones Poem by John Sensele

Within Me Bones, Loans & Tones



Within me bones, loans and tones of fatigue
Cry, sigh and freak out at the sight and might of a demagogue
Whose hues and views on global matters defy codified logic
Insisting and persisting in waving a grave wand of magic so tragic.

Within my bones, loans and tones of a fatal battle
Rages on and ravages of age simmer a scandal
Which my stronger anger fights plights of days and nights
Calenders of lenders and vendors count and discount in their midnight flights and blight sights.

With me bones, loans and tones dare pairs of juxtaposed gestures
To defy spies whose pies bereft of leftover dressings sing blues features
For brokenhearted hippies and gypsies whose skills steal
Shows and throws out screws which squandered event sequences at a hypermarket bill.

Within me bones, loans and tones of severed sentiments
Bleed in reeds and mumbo jumbo bamboos by banks of a rivulet with floral ornaments
In the wake of a fake engagement ring and bling a lass
Cast away as she blasted her last aghast boyfriend who's beneath her type, hype and mass class.

Monday, December 19, 2016
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John Sensele

John Sensele

Ndola, Zambia
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