Post Modern Poems - Poems about Post Modern

("Snake II", 2015, original block print) Gaslit In these times of constant parading The emperor in his new gown Sets the fashion for the whole world Everywhere you look People blindly proclaiming the nakedly absurd With confidence born in numbers. Now basic biological...Read the rest...

Been digging my heart. Into any art. I can get my. Hands on late-ly Been feeling rough and down and Filled with fluff, incorrigible clouds, imperfect like a do-pa-mine addicted white rat on his cheese Meat, wine, and...Read the rest...

The forlorn look upon humanity’s face Weary eyes ravaged by pervasive depravity Societal treachery weighing upon an exhausted soul Insidious indecision poisoning resilience Observing the pre-meditated mass murder of compassion With horrific hesitation and sickening...Read the rest...

There are time capsules in the rural Mid-West, not retro constructs, but temporal dislocations that remain as was, for lack of a reason to be other. Restaurants steeped, not in nostalgia, but in a comfortable inertia; diners that serve...Read the rest...

Post Modern Cynical Poets. To count upon line Life would be just fine Find my way through time To measure out rhyme That’s what sound is for Hexaverse— terse One can rehearse The sing song rhyme That is so sublime It was best I should guess Meter...Read the rest...

She rode into town On the surface Of a cracked egg Bearing the usual grievances Of the heavily indoctrinated A crowd of blind children Gathered round to show their "solidarity" As is typical In this post-modern age....Read the rest...

The grand, half-ruined Parthenon, once a sublime, Doric grace, Even now, in broken, stone blocks, always takes my breath away. The rich, classical detail, fluted columns without plinths, to imagine what it once was, the mind can’t even begin… That towering Coliseum, the great...Read the rest...

He read the words, But he knew not what they meant. He walked down many roads, But he knew not where they went. He lived his life, But he knew not why he was alive....Read the rest...

I looked down upon the earth from a place unknown to man. ...Read the rest...

I love you,oh,my little black dog. Oh,yes!Bloop bong. Thwack. I love this pit,I do really. Bang bong. No, do not help me I am Fay ted. My narrative went wrong. Oh.hoopla! Now he has deleted me from his Sto Ry! He wants me to disappear. Mama meea Blong! But I have...Read the rest...