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Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 28, 2009
Quiet crackdown drains Iran dissidents
They took off their shoes and planned and their naked feet paced a new journey which now stirs inside every room. Shoes cannot represent this moment, it is feet and hands and the flame of a newborn star.
Ready or Not, Iraq’s Military Prepares to Stand on Its Own
Prepare to make your way in the manner you see fit like the depth and curve of a valley; shaped by vigor and crushing force, yet on the crimson breath of a new morning.
Jackson family 'want new autopsy'
Speed it past our minds, this doubt. Hurry beyond our sick and prying judgments. Float above where angel voices linger.
Ruth Madoff forfeits asset claims, left with $2.5 million
Poor Ruth, she senses that it’s not enough; her life’s flipped over on a foggy turnpike, skidding headlong into the swindled horde.
Obama Turns Up Heat on Senate to Pass Climate Bill
And the fuming beast tosses our bodies through the clammy air of our mad dash. We watch it as it’s happening, aghast, then turn to hear the dismal sky speak our name.
Right-Wing Extremist – Joe the Plumber
There are those that are remembered souls and those that are forgotten, then there are the forgettable…
© 2009 mrp/thepoetryman
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 26, 2009
Gay Exorcism Video
Come! Manifest thy vigorous and crippling glory, spit thy upright venom atop my prone and unclean skin, rend it complete to partial bone and space, but above all, Lord, keep thy charlatans away.
Michael Savage Threatens Media Matters Staff
O Savage, steal your mask away, place your microphone down low so your sheep might not listen in… Take heed. They’ve already come for you, seeking to blunt your influence, your shtick. They’ve attended your airwaves and found a loathing drone of inhumane righteousness and complete poppycock. Clearly, since you’re still yappin’, they felt it was apt for American classlessness.
Michael Jackson Dies
I suppose it’s only right, now that you’ve passed, that they speak of your life’s splendor, your skill, as if you were a potent god moon walking on the pantheon floor.
Maliki Casting U.S. Withdrawal as Victory for Iraq
No. This will never do. It won’t construct a blockbuster war movie plot, hell, it won’t manage to break even or encourage our youth to bomb those brown skinned youths whose father’s scrape their knees upon prayer rugs and whose mother’s howl at the gutless catchphrase, “collateral damage”.
Hamas leader: Obama must do more for peace
A shard of bone held to the sun for a moment, dull blades scattered all around, future carvings littering these streets. The outcome we cannot know, nor what hatred’s sown from the smoldering flesh pounded to dust on the storm.
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 24, 2009
Support Health Care Reform that Addresses Needs of Women
She basks in the slender bone of sun that has embraced her disease as she lies upon the biddable afghan knitted by her only daughter.
The birds of shadow have begun to fasten themselves around her spirit; on this day the sun will commence setting much earlier than she imagined.
Ask President Obama and his admin: Include the vision of a nuclear weapons free world in Nuclear Posture Review
The sound was deafening; a howling hell blew through the skies, shattered streetlights emitting a darkness that lined the broken streets, sentries at their stations with bloodshot eyes were broken of sleep.
Congress Should Require an Exit Strategy from Afghanistan
There will come a day when the sirens will cease their racket and the hollow whistle of dried bone will be the new alarm fetching our soldiers pace within the guns blistering melody, by then, the word “exit” will be of little or no significance.
Don't Let the Insurance Industry Dictate Health Care Reform
Each dark chord that blares above the gloom is worthless! All of the greedy hounds that howl over the aged and ailing shall be met with forty million tongues soaring to the sun!
Don't fund more F-22 fighter jets!
Blown skin and blood scattered, crushed bodies, tips of fingers blasted, strafed, split and shattered, flicked across the sandspeckled canvas waiting to paint again, until the wind and no one even remembers them being there.
Save Lions From Carbofuran Pesticide Poisoning!
When they came for the lion, I looked away. When they came for the gorilla, I said nothing. When they came for the whale, I fell silent. When they came for the owl, I was quiet. When the lions came for me, my tongue trembled.
© 2009 mrp/thepoetryman
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 20, 2009
Call on Eric Holder to appoint a special prosecutor to investigate and prosecute Bush-era torture, etc
Seeing the old man who moved like a sloth across the parking lot Stumbling a path waged in determination and loaded with angst, I began to see the future. A panorama of a rebellious reckoning With a gnarly toothed reality of necks bent in disappointment. Our smugness, suffering tossed out like crumbs to the starving begins its vengeful quake across all the gloom we’ve scattered.
Send Harry Reid an email, asking that he not allow drilling in any global warming or climate bill that comes up in Senate
Drill down to the cry of oceans, drill down to the cry of birds, drill down, drill down, drill down! Loose the hell hounds come howling, loose the next monstrous wave, loose the next hoarfrost and eddy! Drill down, baby. Drill down.
Please cosponsor the Senator Paul Simon Water for the World Act of 2009 (S. 624)
Water. Water. Water. Water. Wate. Wat. Wa. W.
Sign petition showing your support of Congress' work to reform America's health care system
They won’t fix what ails you for no stinking shriek or prayer or howl... Hell no! It’s going to take a lot more than human consideration to stitch up your son, or radiate your daughter, or treat your parents! It’s going to take a damned miracle! A malodorous, impractical, damned phenomenon! Ain't no spare change or extra angel wings to save us or bone cracking, god-smacking miracles to come roaring! I've more faith in congress…
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 19, 2009
Support a Cautious Response to the Iranian Election
I am turning the lights out now a heavy summer heat hovers over the ground. Before the morning light lifts this crimson boil many will have marched in solidarity on far off streets while others watch with bewilderment, a mini shock and awe.
Tell Congress to require legislation be posted on the Internet for 72 hours before debate
This rattling the cage will not wake them they've been asleep for too long, they've not been greeted sorely. This noise will never match that which came before; hell’s throat, deafening, piercing the skies with war.
TRADE Act Introduction Imminent: Write Your Rep!
Since they’ve lost hearing from their piercing dreams, since they’ve discarded the people for the money vote, since we’re dying in a war that will never have a victor, since our words have lost their meaning… we write.
Remove the Trojan Horse from Global Warming Legislation
It moved toward the castle with death’s grace, creaking and clanking along the wet terrain. Its reflection swam inside their anxious eyes as its massive frame came shuddering to a halt.
It loomed over the castle like an ominous god….
Tell Congress to Strengthen the Clean Energy Bill!
The morning sun reflected off of its golden mane and the people moved toward it like zombies. In lock-step they found their purpose, their guts, and wielded the mightiest of weapons…
© 2009 mrp/thepoetryman
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 17, 2009
Memorizing every moment of the lives you ended and the hatred you encouraged. May your hearts be full of an unsoiled love swimming inside you evermore!
Shawna Forde Has Direct Ties to Extremist National Minuteman Groups
May every waking moment be filled with Brisenia's lovely face and innocent eyes bringing her to boil in your dreams the faces of all those you’ve polluted! O! Damn your decaying carcasses full of the world’s abhorrence! Lop off your thoughts steeped in the shameless foam of immorality!
Minuteman Gunny Bush, Forde’s Murderous Partner
Yes! You too should see the innocent faces swimming in your soulless, wanton thoughts, while you stir and even as you sleep, never to be free again of their countenance! Witness unattainable and sparkling love swimming in your spirit forevermore! To the bedraggled edge of anguish may you reside without love’s nectar!
Minutemen Leaders Cannot Back Peddle From Long Association with Forde
May your every living thought be consumed in remorse at your hateful instructions as nature makes a charade of your loveless judgment and dreadful actions.
Su súplica, más estimada madre, su llamada para la ayuda dentro de tal infierno de vida ha sido oída...
Immigration Talk With a Mexican/American
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 16, 2009
Eliminationist Gear at Café Press – Scott Roeder is an American Hero
The pages are alive with lifeless gods and pale blossoms painted with too much glee as if a child stroked the paper, grinning at his creation. Offerings of murky madness that scream unhinged slaughter more than glee or satire. Posed as freedom’s rant; naive, normal, nontoxic furor, a bitter thought crawls up from infection to its birth.
Neo-Nazis Working Their Way Inside the Military
Soiled hearts and souls that the air drops off- the ground has a sickness creeping forward, sowing cruel emblems and ashen ideas through the caged veins of their children, who’d rather, given the chance, reject the virus altogether.
Fox News Gives Lecture on Iran’s “Stolen Election
They want to slaughter this thing within their filth. They worship their empty voices with seditious folly and gaze content at their form in front of the mirror. Had they but the thought to look down at their hands.
Scarborough Blames Obama’s Cairo Speech for Iran’s Election “Chaos”
There’s enough to go around, Joe. By the way, you’ve a stain on your sleeve. It looks like blood, but it’s only makeup; the blush that matches your clown disguise.
This Week in Memoriam
I know the deceit that lowers you down; oil, greed, profit, god- lust, ego, apathy- entrenched deep below artificial liberty.
SC GOP Activist Jokes that Escaped Gorilla is Michelle Obama’s Cousin
Surely you’ve more to present than these, cousin? Ape, monkey, gorilla, chimpanzee… Maybe you’ve a nigga joke up your sleeve, or some soiled slur pursing smutty lips or vigorous insult roaring out another slit? Perhaps a razor to offend upon your wrist?
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 15, 2009
Netanyahu accepts limited Palestinian state
If you give up your guns and your rockets and turn your eyes away, you can live in what little space that is left for you to stand. If you accept this, your sentence, you’ll also acknowledge your fate…
Crowds join Ahmadinejad victory rally
Majority rules on Election Day with its bright lights on. Save for the house arrest of the graying reformer, Iran teeters similarly to our own uncertain and valued vote; an alleged coup d'état, intimidation, chaos, rumors; we only think, imagine that we're vastly different.
Threats, violence seen eroding U.S. abortion rights
If thou give up thy lawful rights and turn thou eyes toward our god, we will smile and praise thy goodness. If not, we shall execute thee and all of thy children, born or unborn matters not… Amen.
Gas Prices Jump Another 17 Cents a Gallon
There is no rest for the imperially wicked. Plotting what is next that will divert our attention from the thing that truly matters- The Constitution.
O! Permit this, our liquid god, consume us first!
Urban Coyotes Have Streetwise Ways
Animals roam our streets and drink our water and devour our children with their blood-filled lust. No. It is not the coyote that has learned from us.
Israel targets smuggling tunnels in Gaza
There will be no tunnel here, no resistance exposed by bared teeth or fitful soul, only those bent and docile shall unbend their backs and burrow out of their grave.
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 11, 2009
Gunman kills guard at U.S. Holocaust Museum
No. I can’t imagine the foul deed set between this dog’s teeth leaning awkwardly against death’s unbending carry. There must be something- illusory power tethering murder? An unplumbed urge sitting in some bar with an open tab? Something that has nothing to do with killing a human being. There are other dogs howling his name, should we be alarmed? Yes.
Iran's president attacks election rivals
There’s something quaint about this story. Something evocative in its promenade, swagger if you will.
U.N. powers agree on draft North Korea sanctions
Hideous grins loom over the collapsing facade each with its own face, its own scheme; enclosure. Pin the beast down… brand a sneer upon mad lips.
A Fixture on the Supremacist Fringe
Your rambling, unbearable descent into artful madness followed hard upon your terribly ordinary yet dreadfully mad, compulsive mind, found you to be altogether artless when all was said and done.
Holocaust shooter was big fan of Sarah Palin by Gryphen of The Immoral Minority
This is the oven your grandmother baked with all of her life. She spent every day here… just baking, baking and baking.
Where did grandma get such a frightfully big oven, Mama?
She could not say. She would not say. She thought, Sears? JC Penny? Wal-Mart? K-Mart? Auschwitz? It was her job, dear, baking. She baked everything. She’d’ve baked your grandfather had she known what he’d do.
At least 9 dead in Pakistani hotel blast
The living will and must one day join the dead. Terror will and must discover its own way out. But, only this am I sure of- nothing lasts.
Nearby Star May Be Getting Ready to Explode
We still had doorways filled with the hungry, air choked gasoline cars and unbuttoned wars when the sun exploded. A sight to behold.
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 9, 2009
Mercy plea for held US reporters
Euna Lee and Laura Ling were not alone in their frantic plea.
The parent’s gasps were sentenced to twelve years of labor- a heaving wave smothering freedom’s beacon; China’s Guantanamo.
Crews find more bodies from Air France crash
Wind, rain, lightening, sky, wish… Floating now. Moving us down, a weight atop such laden grief. Wind, rain, lightening, sky, wish…
CIA: Keep Documents From Bush Era Sealed
Secret codes, men in black suits, government assassins, covert operations, state secrets, ticking time bombs, civilization in peril and grandiose, riveting car chases…
I’m no longer convinced that James Bond isn’t realistic, isn’t a mirror image of our special agents in action. At least it gives justification for not getting at the truth.
U.S. forces build in Afghanistan
Adversity sinks its teeth into 20/20 vision acting as omen for the blow that’s sure to come. March on America, into the goddamned sun!
FBI Director Defends Use of Informants in Mosques
Worshipping god-fowled information fells the wall between prayer and the listener; their ears to God’s lips.
Don’t Ask Don’t Tell via The Pagan Sphinx
If we tossed our minds out to sea they’d not know of our blindness. We’d not know of their mindless natter and our fervent double standards. We’d neither know, nor ask; useless as our feigned equality.
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 7, 2009
Obama remembers bravery of D-Day vets
They moved down into the valley of the shadow and found death there. They marched into its jaws, quaking at its countenance with an eagles fortitude leaving their breath for it to commit to memory. They battled onward so this day could breathe, saved this world that we might salvage our spirits, that we might remember what it meant to live.
Obama speech to Muslims "deceptive," Taliban says
Grim granite fiends pounce upon the resistant lips of man… Beast and man roam together; their pleasure reaching out like arms that fold and salute desolate idols carved out of stone lining nameless streets that lead to unknown tombs.
Insurgents Increasingly Use Teenagers in Iraq Attacks
Something is calling out. Something is pleading. O! The bloodstruck sidewalks do not go down. Something tells us that the world is guilty of their use.
U.S. contractors held in Green Zone killing
I’m quite sure that as I raise my weapon they stand still as death, ready as hate, hunched down in the zone that was eagerly assembled for slaughter.
"Bob Cesca Puts (Torture) Pieces Together" from Mad as Hell Liberal
The scrape of agony- dark, deep and rasping… Ogres stretch my limbs in dreams and deceit plods along the busted and breaking walls. O! Why must the wretched bile move so stealthily while the willing mouths of truth go under? Strap, wrench, bend, split, crack and drown! We are laden with lifeless things that endure…
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 4, 2009
N.H. governor signs gay marriage bill
Strolling through the violet forest, bonnets of green, sleeves of red and caps of brown shake their hips to the breeze. Born there, grow old there… die there. They've not much say in the affair. Born red. Born green. Born Brown. Living. Breathing. Crying. Laughing with the wind.
New Air France debris found, explosion unlikely
Steadfast in this expanse, uncovered and brazen like a worrisome thing, undeniably fixed upon its hesitant horror. When did all catastrophes become suspect terror? (We need end our addiction to fanatical dread.)
GOP Rivals Hint at Runs in 2012
Wherever sorrow travels they come running, breathing hard, waiting for an opening, a moment of glee to place their gloom And echo the masters of doom- “Let me lead you there, away from where I led you before.” Don’t follow; turn away from its wagging lips.
Obama Touts Muslim Roots
O show compassion for mankind. Raise him up, bring water to her lips. Sing praises to the seeds of truth. Don’t fall back of this, meet it smiling.
Cheney's Role In CIA Briefings Unusual, But Legal
I can only imagine what moves you… To be honest, truth is quite worthless If it doesn’t burst forth with grand revelation. I mean, if the truth’s been AWOL for so goddamned long, Who the hell knows where it’s been?
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 3, 2009
Obama pays call to King Abdullah
It is as it has been this closeness with kings. It is as it should be these gestures of goodwill. It is as it shall be the backside of reason. Truth be told, we need keep them closer.
Bagram: Obama's new Guantanamo?
New, fresh and haunted? The siren song wafts over Bagram, calling for warfare without anguish. Someone needs it this way; new. Fresh. Idealized.
Cheney Defended Interrogations
O! I’ve no room for this fear monger’s bluster! I've more to do, more to add than trembling cures. We've a bright and long-lasting peace to build; Assembled from the stacks of bleached bone.
'Artery' Exhibit Prompts an Art Attack in Arkansas Town
These controversies over art give me little pause. The paintings aren't flamboyant, crude or outlandish. They’re the artists thoughts, subjective, and that is all. One would think they depicted the deceit of mankind, but that particular work of art is reserved for bigots.
Bin Laden message: Obama sowing hatred
O! Another fear monger’s bluster paints the page! We've more to do than this shaking might heal! Don’t you know by now that we know not how to listen? We have our own misery, our own stagnant pain to feel and deliver and occupy and murder and drain and ignore and steal.
© 2008 mrp/thepoetryman
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 2, 2009
Killing puts abortion foes on defense
In worship he found his cause, in prayer he found his score, in murder he found his god.
Obama hopeful on Mid-East peace
How simple it must sound, this wistful, wishful flight among the fragile beams of stone and foul hatred.
Search Is On for Wreckage of Missing Air France Jet
Among protea, cycads, and pincushions and the stunning breath of petals they surely float. The jagged Drakensberg Peaks, like broken teeth shimmering edges, dark lines, not bones, but fractured meadows.
Judge: Release Gitmo Docs
We say we’d die for our beloved country, we proudly wave her colors and cry at the thought of promised freedom, say we’d descend into the grave of valor... but what of our torture?
4 Troops Killed In Bomb Strikes In Afghanistan
In the next battle, the next black mound of sand to blur our vision, will be war against the heart above our gut of reason. We will reach up and touch the fold of four stars.
U.N. human rights investigators enter Gaza
It’s such a madness of exploration this “human right” mentioned now and again. One would think that this was settled long ago. A mad word, ‘investigation’; meaningless, since we’ll discover what we’ve always known.
Scott Roeder, Home Grown Terrorist, Son of O'Reilly, In the Family of the Republican Christian Conservative Coalition
But then the dreams began, those that conjured your aggression; complicit nightmares blaring out, encouraging the language of your god. Sleep deeply, then awake, ready to ambush your god with its back to you.
© 2008 mrp/thepoetryman
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Jun 1, 2009