3 Random Poems in Iambic Heptameter

Here are 3 poems, written quickly and posted to either to my facebook page, or twitter stream. It seems that since I wrote my post on iambic heptameter, I’ve been stuck writing most my poetry in a sorta semi-rhyming, faux-blank verse version of it (I don’t know the term for it:)) I also learned that I naturally tend towards heavy usage of enjambment…who knew. Well, here they are, enjoy 🙂

1. Come Together

2. Last Gasp

3. Bitter

We all sleep, piss, shit, live, die – We
all need food and water

We grind, in order to survive
We are all human beings

Where then comes the disconnect – The
egos, the evils, the

blatant disrespect for other
peoples – Come together

Our fates intertwine, we bind – Why
can’t we seem to see that

We dine on what we never were
We shine when we look back

But the light is still a lie that
our hindsight makes the truth

We live and die for those same lies
like that’s all we can do

Peoples – Come together. We need
to introduce the noose

that will strangle all this bitter-
ness that’s choking the youth

So let it all hang out. Lay your
issues down to rest, breathe

Love as if it is all you know
And dream, my people, dream

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I want to come inside you,” / said the handgun to the brain. // But the only thing that came / was the last gasp of his name.

“I want to come inside you,”
said the handgun to the brain.

But the only thing that came
was the last gasp of his name.

Bitter

Kenny Rodgers told me not to
fall in love with a dream-

er. So I divorced myself from
God. Though the dreams of the

Redeemer still haunt me in my
sleep. Still, I dream askew.

Are you my lost creator?
For you made me just like you.