Reinfatuation

I chase her through a wet cobblestone square
She wears billowy skirt…peasant blouse
The midday sun reflects flaxen long hair
We run towards door of a medieval house
A symphony plays…music engulfs us
Her feet are nimble and devoid of shoes
We race past a church her golden locks mussed
I see many faint smiles from darkened pews
Slowly but surely she doth slip away
Hath my age denied me, I must know truth
In the hours aft’ midnight…start of new day
Crow’s feet unseen, I return to my youth
I awake to sunlight’s eternal gleam
Is enchanting wife the girl in my dream?

Indelibly Insolent

"Fellow" of the Bard's "honorable men"
We've all seen the sneer, image remains clear
Profligate liar, he writes with "forked" pen
To his many victims I shed a tear

To you snide fellow, back painted yellow
"Five deferments" yet still longing to kill
Your gaze is hawkish, fortitude jello
Trading lives for profit...ultimate thrill

Justice is fickle, you walk the land free
Graves bleed on horizon, drip to your bank
Misery, plunder your gross legacy
Tomb of your actions most dark and dank

Conscience of humanity you do prick
Your cell waits in hell...perfidious Dick

War Crimes

Screams end dreams amidst blazing blades
Inhabitants of helicopter will soon "rest" in shade
The ultimate sacrifice requested and paid
Their bodies a testament to errors gross made

If this war shall end man will soon start another
The "remains" flown home with Flag for the mother
The "exploiters" and "hawks" will all do their best
Red, White and Blue tears, from "Golden Walled" nests

Soon election time comes and we "choose" a successor
Shall we demand peace or coronate a regressor
With reverence to dead, as you vote hold your noses
Metaphorically bestowing many thousands white roses