Gord

2015-10-06 12:00 am

College commerce. 
Forever a future doomed, 
Earth despondent.
Mars despondent.
Man despondent.
Sun shining onward.

Gord

2015-10-06 12:00 am

As tradgic as future sound.
Ground eventually hit tarmac,
Inverse of the ultimate,
Cut sleep,  Cut meat,
Cover rent, paid in freedoms.
Beyond bent metal is bent men,
Tragically beyond them the concept.
One has freedom in their hands. 

Gord

2015-10-01 12:00 am

Neither side Tamarack,
Fight of the fat necked fools,
Plague of constant addictions,
Evolving unemployment tools.
Told to stay, 
Yet constant movement with
No beast to slay, 
No need fur goods,
No need for gold. 
Dismay of only complacent future,
No brandy for feigning culture,
Prone future of needle-side nurturing.

Gord

2015-09-22 12:00 am

Words are my slave ship
Letters upon which they charter.
I freebase pure knowledge,
Elated: I inject real homage,
These poems resemble classic Art,
Stumbling upon a picture,
Requesting passage home. 

Gord

2015-09-17 12:00 am

Cancer begets cancer,
society begets society,
For doesn't piety amble?
Doesn't a father lie,
when providing simple answers?
Questions beget questions, 
When space is found ample. 

Gord

2015-09-16 12:00 am

Three found in solace,
Dependant upon two for homage,
The hammer bent metal;
Providing knees in knowledge,
Until cap insatiable;
Those that tread upon water, 
Are stomped into mud this age;

Gord

2015-09-03 12:00 am

He puts on his cap,
Regardless of a bat or bases,
His face is just like his dads,
So they clap.
Beyond a pale horse is forever-after.
Regardless of initial fervor lacking.
Many men look upon a hill backing,
Ocean drying the Earth's pasture.
So they have.

Gord

2015-07-22 12:00 am

The drunk denies,
Trunk lies emptied;
Whole lives gone ashtray,
Until God led astray;
Upon a broken branch,
Dangling over Hades.
Calm as the sea,
She walks the tightrope.
God decides not popes,
Nor who is to be.

Gord

2015-05-30 12:00 am

Arrogance not of the phallus,
but of action, and inaction.
Tinnitus not of the hole in the head,
Ringing caused by self-trepanation.
Few trepidation to remove my brain,
Truth was reviewed to be,
But against what could be,
That said with mind ironically elating,
I do enjoy a memory when masturbating.

Gord

2015-05-15 12:00 am

A standard Cheshire cat,
Attacked for the manhood;
Leaves, my grass drowning,
Dry philosophies, dowsing;
The Station Nightclub fire,
They leave my ass browning,
With steeds stood laughing;
Horse jokes abound:
Human life masticating,
Human jokes around,
Running is for the horses,
Desires aggravated.

Gord

2015-05-06 12:00 am

Voice
To explore the belly of the beast,
Is to die for what you believe in.

Countervoice:
Explore the mouth of a dog, 
Finding nothing, move on.
I implore a decision by partisan.

Voice:
As if I were to run ashore autistic,
Circumventing a sky of no direction,
Upon sunken ship of squalid condition.
I prepare for no blockade partition, 
No handkerchief can adopt misdirection,
So no thief can hold a cloth of gold.

Countervoice:
Mention again of the god-dog.
Who sits at the feet of us all.
Sub servant religious dogma,
Poverty being stomping ground,
If man is to answer a challenge,
Who is to call him down?

Gord

2015-04-03 12:00 am

Voice 3:
Forgive and forget,
Tear and set,
Vie and vet, 
Live and let.
Yet, This I forgive?
I will not set my own bones,
I wish to ride stone to Set.
Ptolemaic as it may be,
I pray for death.


Voice 2:
I pray for rain,
Simple as it may seem,
It delays the contrary,
It is all it should be.
Love as loved same,
Wish not for pain,
Wish for the gods to delay it.
Fish not for enemy graves,
Fish for a handshake sentient.

Voice 3:
The bastard dies regardless.
King, czar of inaction ardent.

Gord

2015-04-01 12:00 am

Belief being atheistic,
Aesthetics being belief; 
Life of an ironic,
The bloody icon;
Procession of mighty parapets.
Discussion of architect high,
Feminism of the mind, body high.

Gord

2015-03-31 12:00 am

Belief being atheistic,
Aesthetics being belief; 
Invention of already dead,
Death of the intervention.
Intention lost, deemed release;
Life of ironically bloody guise,
Procession of the mighty parapets.
Discussion of the high architect,
Feminism of the mind, body high.

Gord

2015-03-12 12:00 am

Voice 1:

Voice 3 best friend. 
Not a yes man but extremely loyal.

Voice 2:

Wife of voice 3. 
Frail and cautious, loyal.


Voice 3:

First protagonist, rival of the first 
antagonist, husband of voice 2. 
Cautious but extremely loyal, very wealthy, 
especially in comparison to his friends. 
Initially friendly with voice 5 until 
the death of voice 4.

Voice 4:

Brother of voice 1, 
good friend of voice 3. 
Foolhardy and Quick to fight.


Voice 5:

King of a very small kingdom. 
Comparable wealth to voice 3. 
Foolhardy and loyal.


Voice 6:

Wife of voice 5, 
secretly the main antagonist, 
posing as a frail woman.


Voice 7:

Second husband and lover of voice 6. 
Regretful and contemplative, 
but loyal and easily manipulated.


Voice 8:

Antagonistic philosopher who uses his 
inherited fortune to travel and does as he wishes.
 Disloyal yet foolhardy and quick to fight. 


Voice 9:

Right hand man of voice 8, foolish 
and easily manipulated by voice 8 
and his false philosophy. 
Extremely polite and intelligent on his own,
 but loyal to his friends foremost 
in front of them.

Gord

2015-03-03 12:00 am

Voice 6:
Who plays Beethoven upon my door?
Truly he be hooven and poor morally,
For a husband just died in my arms.
Knock not or at least form formally,
For normally impatience is paid poor.

Voice 7 (whispers):
Quickly.

Voice 6 answers the door abruptly.

Voice 6:
You were not to arrive until morning!
There we could consummate cordially,
Declaring our love in the afternoon;
Could it be you interrupt my mourning,
Because you could not go without me,
And thus arrived in story too soon.

Voice 7:
I may have come too soon, 
But not over you, my love,
Never have I had such pain.
I request to have it again,
For I feel such remorse,
No man should be slain,
Lest by hand of a horse.

Voice 6:
Quiet, Guards hear the whining of dogs,
Horses not led by hand but by emotion?
Worker of ideals, concepts and notions,
Walking upon my silken floor in clogs;
If disgust in yourself is your only sin,
Can disgrace be upon an innocent facade?

Gord

2015-02-25 12:00 am

Gold dinar seemingly portrayed free,
Creased jeans denote not experience,
Nor worn strings of the old guitar.
Popular opinion seems to be,
Gold crowns hold some sentience,
Power, However is only an art;
Movement of heart is truly living,
Prudent hopefuls, human beings,
Students convalesce upon the sea,
Trading complacence for femininity;

Gord

2015-02-18 12:00 am

Voice 6:

Voice 5:
Impart not, depart impassioned.
Skirt not around the main subject,
Constrict yourself within contract,
Remain slack, what remains lacks.
Often gold is only plated brass.


Voice 6:
Massive injuries cost my crawl,
A future gone,
Even barring expectation, 
I could bawl tragic.
Should Atlas drop the ball,
Just expecting God catch it?
I want no tricks nor magic.

Voice 4:
There shall be no magic,
silly tricks or dancing,
Only men upon a battlefield.
Some dead, some laughing.
For if you could take a life,
I could take a life.
Only without procrastinating.
I will bring a squire only,
No men will hold you down,
Assuming no-one eviscerates me,
only father shall go to town,
my final wish being a canary.