Hot Persuasion

You scream liberation without making a sound
Everywhere you walk becomes sacred ground
A sensuous revelation unencumbered by guilt
Hot persuasion so magnificently built

A human furnace on the coldest of days
A refreshing breeze in the hot summer rays
I’m always hypnotized by your enchanting spell
You could easily replenish the driest well

Skin so inviting I can’t help but stare
I’m looking at a beauty so incredibly rare
Sweet and kind, a delightful nerd
You can awaken the dead with a whispered word

You arouse the curious by shedding your clothes
You demand attention with your seductive pose
A bright young goddess with a creative flair
I can see it printed on your underwear

A lust for blood on the silver screen
An enthusiasm on par with the most passionate teen
A gamer, a lover, a delectable peach
A promising future is within your reach

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Friday, May 26, 2017
11:29 p.m.

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Liberal In Denial

A flamethrower with really bad timing
Out of touch with the angry masses
Stunned to once again be kicked to the curb
Impotently ranting as his time passes

Foiled by the shifting of the winds
Stuck in the past that will never return
Struggling to understand the new reality
Foolishly thought that it was her turn

An absolute master at collapsing bridges
So many relationships severed and torn
A downfall caused by pitiful decisions
A satisfying defeat that no one will mourn

Completely convinced of his own acumen
As arrogant as Margaret Thatcher
Two failed attempts to acquire modest power
You couldn’t even get elected dog catcher

Fatuous and lame, predictable and fake
A liberal who’s not very progressive
Dangerous positions rejected by most
Time to reach for that anti-depressive

When it all goes to shit you blame someone else
A sure sign of your chronic immaturity
How you long for a hero as dull as yourself
One who meets your criteria for purity

Racist and sexist without acknowledging such traits
Is the very definition of denial
Projecting your flaws onto those who oppose
You’re not noble at all, just vile

Contradictions abound when you lack consistency
Sometimes I wonder if you’re drunk
The glory days are over for you, I’m afraid
There’s no escaping this monumental funk

A verbal assailant who lives for the joust
But crumbles when challenged with facts
You can’t win with silence or petty retorts
You’re running out of retaliatory acts

Stop believing you’re on the inside
Such delusions make me laugh and cough
Some words of advice you need to hear
Do us a favour and kindly fuck off

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Saturday, April 15, 2017
4:00 p.m.

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Plunge Into Darkness

Say good-bye to your negative thoughts
Stop giving them space to breathe
Don’t take the plunge into darkness
It’s too dangerous to believe

Illusions are powerful, especially when they’re sad
Giving in increases your stress
They only wound when you lose your focus
Stop living in a state of duress

Deep inside you know they’re lies
Deceptions dressed up as “proof”
They burrow deep inside your mind
It’s no wonder you act aloof

You’re drowning in shame, hiding your pain
Suffering for no reason at all
Take the first step to reverse your malaise
Refuse to take the fall

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Friday, April 14, 2017
6:56 p.m.

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The Prince Of Dumbness

I’m not fooled by your latest pose
The smell of bullshit right under my nose
A backroom stooge who’s forgotten his place
A sexist past you’ll never erase

Born again “feminist”? Don’t make me laugh
After all, you’re the king of the avoidable gaffe
Remember the cartoon on your stupid blog?
Impulsiveness is the curse of the glory hog

When it comes to Palestine, you’re in denial
What passes for thinking is frankly juvenile
An entire population seems to disappear
Because without the status quo, you have no career

Funny how Igor thinks he’s Dr. Frankenstein
You’re oh so progressive except for Palestine
Does their suffering not matter? Help me understand
Do you approve of the thieving of their homeland?

The master strategist once had the golden touch
But one campaign decision proved to be too much
All it took to cause such fatal devastation
Was making a false claim of transit segregation

Shortly thereafter, he was out of a job
Which gave him more time to be a cultural snob
Yet another cruel lesson that won’t be learned
When you create your own fires, expect to be burned

A paper sniper who lives for the pointless feud
But beware what you say or you’re gonna get sued
Your neutrality on Iraq was so incredibly brave
I didn’t know you had a reputation to save

A myopic centrist lost in his own hype
Backed another loser who couldn’t sell her own tripe
Just like him, he thought she was a winner
Imagine his shock when both were done like dinner

How much longer before you finally realize
That no one believes your new phony disguise
You care more for winning than doing what’s right
The Prince Of Dumbness, so ballless and slight

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Wednesday, April 12, 2017
8:29 p.m.

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Alone In The Shade

I wanna get paid
But I can’t get hired
I wanna get laid
But I’m just not desired
I’m growing dismayed
Frustrated and tired
I’m not making the grade
And I’m feeling more wired

I’m fed up with being played
I’d rather be inspired
It’s so much easier to evade
Let this anxiety be retired
They just aren’t swayed
Even after I enquired
They want me to fade
Has my luck finally expired?

Alone in the shade
Shaken and perspired
Execution stayed
But too late to be rewired
How do I persuade
While hopelessly mired
I thought I had it made
Now I don’t know what’s required

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Friday, March 10, 2017
4:04 a.m.

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Stubborn Young Fool

I’m so sorry you’re an idiot
I regret that you’re so dumb
Who cares about my identity?
What does it matter where I’m from?
It’s sad you just can’t handle
This inconvenient truth
Your candidate is garbage
Her losing is the proof

You asked a sincere question
How could she possibly be worse?
So I supplied the answer
And you began to curse
“Check your privilege, cis white male!”
A reply that made no sense
“I’m embarrassed that you’re a follower”
I didn’t know you were this dense

As I tried to explain
How I came to my position
You were seething in response
And made an impulsive decision
You refuse to listen to facts
That can never be refuted
She’s hurt people of colour
So many it can’t be disputed

In the end you revealed
You’re a stubborn young fool
Who just didn’t appreciate
Being taken to school
I was kind and supportive
And you were once the same
But when I noted her flaws
I was the one to blame

I wasn’t looking to fight
Or to sour your mood
I’ve always been respectful
This time, you were fucking rude
I will always remember
Your derisive scoff
So take your own advice
And kindly fuck off

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Monday, February 6, 2017
10:43 p.m.

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Wheels On The Road

Wheels on the road to redemption
“Look where you want to go,” they say
But I can’t see past all this blinding shit
It bulldozes through my wall of illusion
Forcing me to connect in the midst of escape

It’s a lonely path to an elusive reward
But I must persevere through the raging tears
Discarding the denial and embracing the truth
Shedding the hate for a cleaner skin

Wheels on the road to emancipation
Driving to the light while chained to guilt
A loosening grip as I take the wheel
And ride on through the pelting storm

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Sunday, November 27, 2016
9:45 p.m.

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Out Of The Ruins Of Endless Despair

Stabbed in the eye by your lustful stare
A violent awakening, an instant scare
You can smell the restoration in the air
Out of the ruins of endless despair

Jabbed in the heart by your penetrating flair
Squeezing so hard it pumps out everywhere
A painful release once impossible to share
Out of the ruins of endless despair

Grabbed in the moment with just seconds to spare
A thunderous reaction, a burgeoning pair
A softening resolve, a disappearing glare
Out of the ruins of endless despair

Nabbed by the living embodiment of care
A sophisticated vixen with flame-coloured hair
Escaping the shadows through a provocative dare
Out of the ruins of endless despair

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Friday, November 25, 2016
9:17 p.m.

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No Invitation For Peace

All good moods must be destroyed
All dark thoughts must be enjoyed
An army of lies have been deployed
The path of truth I will avoid

No room for love in this hostile place
No chance of escaping this confining space
Better get used to this relentless pace
Fear and self-loathing you will embrace

I’ve stopped competing with the ghosts of my success
I can’t measure up.  I’m failing to impress.
An insatiable appetite for constant stress
Counterfeit thinking you refuse to address

There’s a rage inside me that knows no bounds
I’m always at the mercy of its seductive sounds
A frenetic heart that pounds and pounds
A gruesome force that frightens and astounds

There is no hope for a liberating release
How I long for this internal torture to cease
Misplaced resentment continues to increase
No forthcoming invitation for peace

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Monday, July 18, 2016
6:24 p.m.

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Fragile Entanglements

It takes a while to notice your absence
A sure sign you’re truly missed
Confirmed your rejection with a single click
I guess I should be pissed

I don’t know the reason
There really was no warning
Should I feel dead inside?
What’s the protocol for mourning?

It’s not like we had a real connection
We only chatted once in a while
Those encounters were always pleasant
Unless I’ve been living in denial

But you’ve decided you’ve had enough
So I’m reaching for my tissues
Time to call back the therapist
And sort through all my issues

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Sunday, July 17, 2016
9:44 p.m.

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