The last light fell
And silence swept the sky
The night feel deep
But no one heard their cry
And promises made grave
Are now to rich to save
And all that’s left is done.
They preach to crowds
They billow, spew and urge
They call to him
But practice not his word
And all they need is them.
Amity, accord
Speak not now for peace
Repose, repeat
Repent and promise keep
And time will not stand still.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
Of a Strange Nature
Take thy forfeiture
In the cold chill
Of a crimson dawn
Shylock revisited
On the land
That time forgot
Away, away
Lest dawn creep
Lightly into day
Away, away
Lest sons begot
Stand not the fray
A pound of flesh
Beyond reason
Amid the city
That stands beside
Cardboard houses
In place of dreams
Gone by.
In the cold chill
Of a crimson dawn
Shylock revisited
On the land
That time forgot
Away, away
Lest dawn creep
Lightly into day
Away, away
Lest sons begot
Stand not the fray
A pound of flesh
Beyond reason
Amid the city
That stands beside
Cardboard houses
In place of dreams
Gone by.
Labels:
africa,
humanity,
poetry,
Shakespeare
Sunday, January 31, 2010
My New Book of Poetry

My new book of poetry Lest We Forget: Poems in Remembrance is out and available on Amazon. I hope all enjoy it! If you read it ... please review it on Amazon.
http://www.amazon.com/
http://www.amazon.com/
Enjoy!
Monday, January 25, 2010
Seven
Don’t wish it away
Lest it works in reverse
And captures the stars
In the heavens that fall
While he refuses to shine
And shines no more
Copernicus hasty in decision
Cast celestial spheres on
The brink of discovery
Revolutionary…
For stars
For love
For life
For money.
Heliocentric seven
Proficiency found.
Lest it works in reverse
And captures the stars
In the heavens that fall
While he refuses to shine
And shines no more
Copernicus hasty in decision
Cast celestial spheres on
The brink of discovery
Revolutionary…
For stars
For love
For life
For money.
Heliocentric seven
Proficiency found.
Labels:
chapin-pinotti,
peace,
poetry,
tolerance
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Brothers and Kings Before Them
Creon defied
Happiness denied
Immutable laws of heaven
Overwritten by man
Once again…in a land removed
From Creon
Under the guise of democracy
Death no longer proclaimed
But life with no relief from eight
While eight stand silent in the many words they speak
Look not on the backs of the brothers
For which she gave her life
For heaven’s mighty call
Life gone but not forgotten.
What are the unimportant little sins
That bare the brunt of time forced and forgotten.
What words are being painted by fain and fair?
Lives of persistence lost and poverty gained for free.
Both fight on the side of humankind
Neither the villain thou villain is he but gone
But gone, but gone, but gone away
Power befallen but rather be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, but never forgotten.
Happiness denied
Immutable laws of heaven
Overwritten by man
Once again…in a land removed
From Creon
Under the guise of democracy
Death no longer proclaimed
But life with no relief from eight
While eight stand silent in the many words they speak
Look not on the backs of the brothers
For which she gave her life
For heaven’s mighty call
Life gone but not forgotten.
What are the unimportant little sins
That bare the brunt of time forced and forgotten.
What words are being painted by fain and fair?
Lives of persistence lost and poverty gained for free.
Both fight on the side of humankind
Neither the villain thou villain is he but gone
But gone, but gone, but gone away
Power befallen but rather be gone
Be gone, be gone, be gone
Be gone, but never forgotten.
Labels:
antigone,
chapin-pinotti,
humanity,
poetry
Saturday, January 23, 2010
For a While...
Once again
The world
Comes together
In the face
Of devastation
Obliteration
Desperation
Of a people
In ruins…
Without hesitation
Humanity matters
Without hesitation
We stand
Side by side
Without hesitation
For a while…
For a while
If only
For a while
Lasted
If only
Humanity mattered
Beyond
For a while.
The world
Comes together
In the face
Of devastation
Obliteration
Desperation
Of a people
In ruins…
Without hesitation
Humanity matters
Without hesitation
We stand
Side by side
Without hesitation
For a while…
For a while
If only
For a while
Lasted
If only
Humanity mattered
Beyond
For a while.
Labels:
chapin-pinotti,
haiti,
humanity,
poetry
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Homeless No More
Fast and free she floated
Above the encampment
Blue tarps
Torn
Tattered
Home
A soiled Spiderman blanket
Two cups
One needle
Two blows
Violently vacant
Gone.
Above the encampment
Blue tarps
Torn
Tattered
Home
A soiled Spiderman blanket
Two cups
One needle
Two blows
Violently vacant
Gone.
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