Day 3 January 2017 Poems

Tweets ought to be
birds singing
Yet, we sigh,,, some
Unconvinced vernacular.
Those that believed, |Still|

Others, set in their ways;
For change, ought not
See,
See,
Have
Seen
the disruption.

1930s come, go.
1950s come, go.
2016 come, go.

We bargain, we fear, we rage
“We” in the mixture of the
larger audience needs to
reach into the bowels,
the sanguine parts
And twist,
Bloodied
we turn

Build voices
quiet resistance
less than a number of ticks
How many 140?

Tick, tick, tick-
tock.

Material is copyrighted to & by
nebottalico ©
Pen Names | AKA (also known as) also under copyright
~musingsilence ~∞ ©
LadyO©
In the year 2017 of conflict and wandering aimlessly ©