functionalism 38 Oh mommy is red/blue fear true

oh mommy is red/blue fear true
and I must grow to hate like you
and only charge the save of few
and death to earthly commons
trust
alone for our fears must rule us
away from laughter’s wicked ways
that try to trick us with a game
called love all people are
the same
for you say their fears live like danger
they just want to harm all strangers
mommy why does daddy cry
since he returned from our faiths
job

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functionalism 38 Oh mommy is red/blue fear true by C.C. Arshagra

functionalism a series that explores (Stream of Linear Poetic Conscious) a writing style that streams words and lines into the readers mind. Some may feel this breaks all the rules of writing; and so let it be the painting it is upon your mind’s interpreting construction.*

to aprox. #44 (functionalism poems) WILL BE ON A REALITIVE TRACK IN STUCTURE. post over time.

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functionalism 1 It all happens while you sleep

The two poems in this series that sparked the coming run of functionalism poems are

functionalism 22 Twinkle-twinkle little time
&
functionalism 29 Twinkle-Twinkle diamond glass

functionalism 37 I heard a lie was split in two

functionalism 38 Oh mommy is red/blue fear true YOU ARE HERE

fucntionalism 39 Once upon our parents’ pain

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Comments

coppertreesover 1 year ago

Awesome write, the play with words is great tricking the reader, good job
Wow, trick? no Vickie, but your dead on right that words can and often do. That is why this is art. The use of paint of the shifting tides of words, understanding, and meaning, and belief, and even reason to kkkill or harm is a key element within the heart of this experimental series. Oh vickie, The PLAY! xo, cc
– C.C. Arshagra
The draw (maybe), the lure of creative insightful word-play (maybe).
The conscious wake of art within the reading is where the poetry lives. If anything is tricked it might be the wake of the reader that finds out their belief in being right was sleeping and in bed with hate loving something that is wrong. And here comes innocence asking … mommy? Love-love, cc
– C.C. Arshagra
annamoraover 1 year ago

yes
the child voice suits for this
good exposure of incongruities
TheWanderingBooover 1 year ago

another great write
Betty Smith_Voceover 1 year ago

It lies in the awakening that we discover we slept with the hate…And that is when we hate ourselves for looking with the eyes of innocence and trust at our fellow being only to find they did not play with the same innocence … Today I wanted to write about this fact that I hate myself for talking to what I thought was a Universal teacher only to find he was a thief of thougths. Great write.