Keep the Beat

April 23, 2015 — 8 Comments

Snapdragon

On stage alone declaring how holy is everything

Drama and grit in bohemian glory, unafraid, uncensored

Blazing through the living backwoods of words, bongos,

Coffeehouse in some village overflowing with reform

Of letters, of institutions, of all the powers who regulate

On fat asses that be in charge of declinations that articulate

Judgements for society not listening, nor daring to perform

Shocking truthful rage behind the masks worn as uniforms

Marching single file, lost in the mass shuffle of minds in thought

Keep the beat, a tribute to those poets who knew not what they taught

NaPoWriMo 2015

Ride the poetry train in April by boarding here.   Enjoy reading writing and listening to diverse poets and beatnik bards.