wicked strikes
on
language
reaching
over seas
across
time difference
plaguing
mental disease
on
populations, tribes,
nationalities
breathe in polluted
words
breathe out
anxious
injurious
leftovers
bipolar whispers
grumbling fault finders
sniveling rascals
serial hope killers
poisoning
airways
stench upon
putrid vocabulary stench
virtually
grasping hands around
necks
and squeezing spirits
away.
maggiemaeijustsaythis 
Great imagery!
Vivid and harsh. Words can pollute, maim, kill. They can also inspire hope, revolt, love.
Yes they can…I love that it can go both ways.
How the hell did we end up in this state?
I would like to know that also
I might turn one of your poems into a song…Lou
Ah…well let me know. I’d like to hear it.
I love your word choices. Very deliberate and powerful!
Thank you!!! Very deliberate, yes they are.
Your poems are beautiful, visceral, jarring…and lots of other words that don’t totally make sense when I try to string them together. Please keep writing; there are people out there, like me, who really appreciate your work 🙂
I do appreciate your comment so very much. Thank you my friend!!
AUGH! Creepy smiley face, sorry. (: there…
I am giving you the ABC blogger award, please feel free to pass it on or simply accept my appreciation of your poetry. visit http://pointsthruprose.com/2012/02/06/abc-award/ for more information.
Jackie
Wow! Thank you so very much Jackie!!
Makes me feel vulnerable to those terrors. Your poems touching tortues titilating the reader to astound
Nice piece! Few words; depicting much. Love this!
🙂 Thanks!
Excellent piece. I can feel the emotion
Nick
I love poetry that makes me feel something. Poetry should make you feel something, not just sit on the page. Not a useless or carelessly placed word in the whole thing. I love it. 🙂
‘serial hope killers’
Just ONE of many haunting word images. Beautiful!
I love it, thanks