Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions selected from Stone Soup Poetry's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title (and sometimes the rest of the poem) later. You can read the other ones I've done since 2015 here.
I also have a book collecting the best of my first year of poems. Click here to purchase it.
Jackie Chou gave us the reading we needed for the week of July Fourth. I hope you take time to look at the video.
I tried to keep to the mood of the week, but late poems are often tainted by more recent news. Hope this poem does Jackie's feature, and her friends, some justice.
Still playing catch up, but I'm gaining ground.
Thanks for reading.
Lost Inheritance
Our corpses
will rise again
to give birth
to what can
not be stopped.
We will all be
beat into blocks
to give a shape
to world under
Land unconsecrated
Nothing isacred
underfoot anymore.
Blessings cancelled
until further notice.
Leaders exempt
from consequence
until AI is able
to rework results
of bad behavior.
They're playing
three dimensional
baseball. Must
touch all bases,
meaning heads.
The hearings for
captured children
will be delayed
until overall
morale improves.
The future now
relies on money
and the chests
of your over-
educated hearts.
The buses call.
Decapitated heads
of masterminds
will be propped
to watch you board.
Care home elite
gathers at TV
to watch world
end just as they
want to move on.
Last prom queen
to be judged by
beauty alone
watches time
finally stop.
And the last child
who grew old but
never passed torch
watches its light
go out, calling dibs.
Special
thanks to Patricia Carragon, Robert Fleming, Lakesman Bulusa, Mary Ann
Honaker, Jan Rowe, Richard Spisak, Bil Lewis, Jon WesickEthan Mackler,
James Van Looy Kathabella Wilson and special feature Jackie Chou..
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