Jackson Davies /Alliterature/


An augmented array of altered arts are aligned

Bold but blistered, blue-bright becomes blind

Concurrently cascading cross clear cut corners

Down dire depths designed by diviners

Even evil evicts erasing empires

From fury-filled fighters and free-burning fires

“Good glory, good grace, goodbye and goodnight”

He hesitates hourly, hip-holding his height

Insinuate interest in intellectual ills

Just jettison jobs, as Jack joked to Jill

Kings kill krakens and knight knights for kicks

Lest ladies of leisure let loose lying lips

Most mentions of misery meet mind over matter

Not nocturnal nips, nor Nan’s nosing a natter

Others out often old oil oligarchs

Post-modern preaching push past public parks

Queens quickly quitting, quizzing quite quiet

Roaring right-wing rotters ring rages and riots

Stop scheming, so serious sailors set sails

To times that touch terror, then tell their tall tales

Under unanimous ultimate universes

Vowing vile vermin veer vastly on verses

What was will wheel, not while or when

X meets Z and Zed is for Zen

Jackson is a left-leaning, spoken word artist and poet residing in sunny Southsea on the south coast of England. He is too embarrassed to call himself a rapper.


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