Monday, September 7, 2015

"Imaginarium" Published in Synchronized Chaos Magazine

The poem, "Imaginarium", which was written five years ago, is now published in Synchronized Chaos Magazine! Here's what the editor had to say about this piece, "... in a highly structured, formal and intellectual piece [Dave Douglas], rejoices in the adventure of following the imagination."

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Saturday, September 5, 2015

Inverted (Deception and Truth -- or "Death and Life") - POEM of the MONTH!



Inverted (Deception and Truth -- or "Death and Life")

Artist: Dave Douglas (After effects of the Liberty Fire, Alpine County, CA)
Today is the day of salvation!
But -- you tell me nonetheless that
I am not worthy,
For deep within my heart
You find the darkest secrets.
I think I'm a good person,
Even though ...
Then you tell me that is enough!
What you did for me,
I can't believe
All the little lies;
And look at what I did with
The only life I have,
Yes, this is it --
Yet it's not what I had in mind,
Since the very beginning
Always giving
What may hurt me,
On directing me away from
What truly matters,
This is what you showed me


(Now read it from bottom to top,
and realize who holds the truth.)


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(If using a phone to read this poem, turn your phone sideways for the best view of this post.)

Saturday, January 31, 2015

The Bullet - POEM of the MONTH!



The Bullet


In short-sighted cities
Along their boulevards
With defenses down
Behind glasses barred

The windows are broken
In neighborhoods ignored
But even among the tower
There are horrors unexplored

On a chosen Wednesday
In what seems random
Far from the northern shores
In an office of printed freedom

I penetrate skin
Rip through flesh
Break bone --
And, end existence

Screaming across the lobby
The scent of powder in the air
Screams from the innocents
The scent of hatred as a prayer

In the City of Lights
As throughout many
There are less shining
And more to be angry

It is not my choice
When I carry all your fears
It seems my only path
Since those beginning years

I penetrate skin
Rip through flesh
Break bone --
And, end existence ...

So, until you end my own
From palaces, to deserts and dives
Like the one who shot Liberty Valance
I am capable of saving lives

~

In this poem "The Bullet", the "I" and "my" are the personification of the bullet; and the "your" represent the people living in cities, towns, states and countries. (This poem is partially inspired by Neil Peart's Distant Early Warning. In Distant Early Warning the "I" is the personification of an ICBM missile flying over the polar ice-caps, and the "you" is the people of the world.)

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