Rebellion Poems
ECLIPSED/REBELLION :
by ink waver
In the abyss where wispers creep.
A spark ignites in the middle of the deep.
With tale to tell,they said :
Be strong,weallmust grown .
Yetlife unvield its darkest show.
Am I to young to hide in this storm ?
Or to an insurgent,I shall transform ?
In a world sofake ,I take my stand
Under the eclipsed moon I command .
Through huricanes eyes ,I tread,
......
TELL HER
by official Distila
dear in-law
receive my greetings
tell thy sister am taken
tell her I've quit her stories
tell her she didn't care
tell her her love was too much
tell her she weirdly cooked
tell her she was filled with obsession
tell her I loved her warm welcome
......
Little Boy
by Ken Ripley
Get off the fence, little boy!
Don’t you know you can’t do that?
Do as the rest of us do;
Let go of the neighbor’s cat.
Walk with your feet pointed out
And hold your head to the sky.
Do as the rest of us do,
And will ‘til the day you die.
East End, Where the Toughs Hang Out
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
If you want to find out what it's all about,
Go to East End, where the toughs hang out;
Where street-smart girls, their skirts unfurled-
Through the wicked streets whirl.
Nights down there-always stark,
Hipcats smiling in the dark;
And the sun shines down through all the days-
Down on wayward ways!
......
ECLIPSED/REBELLION :
by ink waver
In the abyss where wispers creep.
A spark ignites in the middle of the deep.
With tale to tell,they said :
Be strong,weallmust grown .
Yetlife unvield its darkest show.
Am I to young to hide in this storm ?
Or to an insurgent,I shall transform ?
In a world sofake ,I take my stand
Under the eclipsed moon I command .
Through huricanes eyes ,I tread,
......
Little Boy
by Ken Ripley
Get off the fence, little boy!
Don’t you know you can’t do that?
Do as the rest of us do;
Let go of the neighbor’s cat.
Walk with your feet pointed out
And hold your head to the sky.
Do as the rest of us do,
And will ‘til the day you die.
East End, Where the Toughs Hang Out
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
If you want to find out what it's all about,
Go to East End, where the toughs hang out;
Where street-smart girls, their skirts unfurled-
Through the wicked streets whirl.
Nights down there-always stark,
Hipcats smiling in the dark;
And the sun shines down through all the days-
Down on wayward ways!
......
TELL HER
by official Distila
dear in-law
receive my greetings
tell thy sister am taken
tell her I've quit her stories
tell her she didn't care
tell her her love was too much
tell her she weirdly cooked
tell her she was filled with obsession
tell her I loved her warm welcome
......
