Poet Facing Execution for Poetry

A poet in Saudi Arabia is facing execution for poems that the authorities consider ‘apostasy’ the ‘crime’ of leaving the faith and in this case allegedly ‘promoting atheism’. As most of my followers are poets, I imagine you’ll all want to sign. What if we reached half a million signatures instead of the target of 50000?
https://www.amnesty.org.uk/actions/free-ashraf-fayadh-saudi-arabia-palestinian-poetry-apostasy-execution#.VpylLcECS_E.twitter

Three Poems

Toiling ever in obscurity
Feeling forever lost and done
The weight of failure presses down on the heart
But feeling good in spite of it all
Not to be discouraged is the key
To push on day in day out
Setting goals and taking steps
Progress takes you there three ways
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The crows and ravens circled over
Over the drunken poets sleeping form
Burning hot there in the sunlight
Picking at his forgotten lunch
There in time to save his backpack
Waking with a start before thieves came
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The threesome took forever o’er it
Adding back what was lost last round
Winnings stacking to their advantage
Leaving much richer than they came
Using magics on the wheels
Confounding every croupier in town
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Seeking Exposure

Beating on the door of success
Contests submitted but not yet won
Knowing however that I tried
A progress toward perfection
Open mics with regularity
Spilling the truth into other minds
No acceptances no publications
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Shoot for three a day
Ship on demand to get books at the store
A job to get the funding
Web design clients to proliferate
To make it whole we make it one
Writing pages ever daily
Cutting through the block each time

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When the myth begins to take hold

candles

When the myth begins to take hold

Life holds further promises

And the bartenders steal your poems

for souvenirs

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Mysteriously dropped in the highlands

how did this happen?

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Home away wildcard

counter strikes

jaws will not fall to these torpedos

he will continuously reincarnate

like aeon flux but different

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the god(desse)s call you

=to launch your own campaign

{fortuitous typo}

rather than to join theirs

perhaps next year

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this cat is entirely too needy

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chaos pinball

drop the machines left behind

the pain of dawn is unyielding to rest

.

cymbalism the dregs

untroubled by fate

freedom

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wings of peace we fly

dripping with anticipation

as it were

the corporations do not rest

neither do we

when the pawn….

wrinkles the note

underlying tendencies

become known

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paper planes sharmishtha

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postscript: if memory serves me correctly I was voted most likely to become a political prisoner by my high school class (right in the list with ‘most popular’ ‘best dressed’ and whatnot) . although at the time i thought nothing of it; it gradually seems to take on new and sinister significance

additional post script: the dock on this computer mysteriously ceases to function

who makes these things?

who makes these things?

Dot Gap

Dot Gap

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salivate

undertones of dirtyness

Singled out on the wall of pride

waht are you proud of?

what are the rest of us proud of?

dot gap . _ 

what now? yo?

where are we?

why exactly have we come here?

what is to be done then?

Yes; I knew your answer before it was recorded

The terrapin homing point

The terrapin homing point

Is the nexus of time

You will not find it without a pure heart

The waves are tired but,

They soldier on interminably in our defense

We are the vanguard of the next revolution

Each and every one

But it will use our technology,

Not thine