by Alan Zoltie | Aug 16, 2022 | Poems
So powerful, So tall, So invigorating they fall One after another after another, It goes on White at the top and wet in the middle The foam is so elliptical it memorizes, It fascinates The land has no chance. It is blown into oblivion by the power One after another...
by Alan Zoltie | Aug 16, 2022 | Poems
Is it right to starve your people Is it right to kill them too Should they suffer and be feeble Being strong is good for you Running off with all their money Burning down the homes they love Seems to me its kind of funny High and mighty from above Staying off the...
by Alan Zoltie | Aug 16, 2022 | Poems
There he was, all pent up Anger, streaming from a red nose Taking action, at least internally Hopeful of a resolution, hopeful of a finale All talk, came the taunt All action was the response Jumping from low to high Octaves, the differential in appearance...
by Alan Zoltie | Aug 16, 2022 | Poems
On every corner in every street and on everyone’s lips One more church, so much more opulence Looking right at you in splendid color or black and white A face, his face, THE face Surrounded by angels, so many angels Painted by the masters, then by amateurs, then just...
by Alan Zoltie | Aug 16, 2022 | Poems
King of the world, now fallen angel Your face is but a shadow of the truth Credibility diving into a dungeon Terminating all that was graceful Performing without pride, you deserve so little A hero to those who aspired to your magnificence Villainous reflections stand...
by Alan Zoltie | Aug 16, 2022 | Poems
Gate 69, where all men want to come, then go Facing each way, the wrong way, and often the right way Departure from the norm, positioned correctly Flying high, almost amongst the sweetest of clouds Showered from above and below and all stages in between Gate 69, not...
