Poems and horror from others that I enjoy
TENDER and tremulous green of leaves Turned up by the wind, Twanging among the vines — Wind in the grass Blowing a clear path For the new-stripped soul to pass . . . The naked soul in the sunlight . . . Like a wisp of smoke in the sunlight On the hill-side shimmering. Dance… Read More DISPOSSESSED by Lola Ridge
THE rose-pink Earth in April wears The flush of youth; A maiden still, she hardly dares To meet Spring’s troth! When June comes, paler grows her brow In passion’s pain. She hides with sunburnt Summer now Among the grain. In August’s mad bacchante mood She bares her breast To Autumn, rolling in the blood Of… Read More EARTH AND THE SEASONS by Théophile Gautier
(Easter 1916) CENSORED lies that mimic truth . . . Censored truth as pale as fear . . . My heart is like a rousing bell — And but the dead to hear . . . My heart is like a mother bird, Circling ever higher, And the nest-tree rimmed about By a forest fire… Read More THE TIDINGS by Lola Ridge
CAN you see me, Sasha? I can see you. . . . A tentacle of the vast dawn is resting on your face that floats as though detached in a sultry and greenish vapor. I cannot reach my hands to you . . . would not if I could, though I know how warmly yours… Read More TO ALEXANDER BERKMAN by Lola Ridge
How should they appraise you, who walk up close to you as to a mountain, each proclaiming his own eyeful against the other’s eyeful. Only time standing well off shall measure your circumference and height.
Workers of the world awaken! Break your chains, demand your rights.All the wealth you make is taken By exploiting parasitesShall you kneel in deep submission From your cradles to your graves?Is the height of your ambition To be good and willing slaves?CHORUS:Arise, ye prisoners of starvation!Fight for your own emancipation;Arise, ye slaves of every nation,,… Read More Workers of the World Awaken by Joe Hill
(Tune: “Take It to the Lord in Prayer”) “Are you poor, forlorn and hungry? Are there lots of things you lack?Is your life made up of misery? Then clump the bosses off your back.Are your clothes all patched and tattered? Are -you living in a shack?would you have your troubles scattered? Then dump the bosses… Read More Dump the Bosses Off Your Back by John Brill
(Tune: “John Brown’s Body”)When the Union’s inspiration through the workers’ blood shallThere can Be no power greater anywhere beneath the sun.Yet what force on earth is weaker than the feeble strength of oneBut the Union makes us strong. CHORUS: Solidarity forever Solidarity forever!Solidarity forever!For the Union makes us strongIs there aught we hold in common… Read More SOUDARITY FOREVER BY RALPH CHAPLIN
THE PREACHER AND THE SLAVE BY JOE HILL (Tune: “Sweet Bye and Bye”)Long-haired preachers come out every night,Try to tell you what’s wrong and what’s right;But when asked how ’bout something to eatThey will answer with voices so sweet:CHORUS::You will eat, bye and bye,In that glorious land above the sky;Work and pray, live on hay,You’ll… Read More THE PREACHER AND THE SLAVE BY JOE HILL
(Tune: “There ls Power In the Blood”)Would you have freedom from wage slavery, Then join in the grand Industrial band:Would you from mis’ry and hunger be free, Then come, do your share, like a man.CHORUS:There is pow’r, there is pow’rIn a band of workingmen,When they stand hand in hand,That’s a pow’r that’s a pow’rThat must… Read More THERE IS POWER IN A UNION BY JOE HILL
Ramblings of an Old Coot 