Dionyssus Rising

Someday the system will begin a slow demise,
As Dionyssus begins to rise,
The senators and police will start having the blues,
Once the people walk the streets in no clothes and no shoes,
Wiskey and music will shine though the night,
And those who rule the land can give up their fight,
To cage and condem the willing and free,
And imprison the man who embraces the tree

 

mmmm im feeling it

 

ohhh this was short and sweet... but yes, i'm feeling it, too!

 

I think its quite cool I do

 

hmm spelling leaves something to be desired

and why choose dionysus over other greek gods?

 

Quite a fertile freedom poem there... well painted.

* pours a glass of wine to toast to fertile freedom frenzies *

 

damn written well goes right to the soul

 

to be honest i thought the sentiment was cheap, written in a way that’s been done time and time again, lacked originality, and was let down by its lack of punctuation and basic spelling

just some points for improvement as far as im concerned

 

because dionysus is the man, man

 

umm dionysus has a lot of references, the god of alcohol, dance, chaos, spontenaity, reveling...he's also used by nietzsche to demonstate contrast between apollo as the god of chaos and the true nature of existance. He's also the god that was overcome by the more benine baccus

so ....which? why pick dionysus?

 

quite frankly and simply put
i think that's an awesome poem
=)

 

Thank you.

 

Dionysus: Too many in today's world prefer the taste of his blood over that of his wine, thereby corrupting the spirit by mistaking for it the letter.

AMEN.

 

osiris...speak plain, your a ridiculous person

sorry maybe that should be

osiris: in these days of woe and trouble they think its better to waffle than to say the truth through words. The poet tells no truth in his words, but speaks silent critisism and praise through longly drawn own poetic words that dont help or develop.

 

It is a lamentable fact that some people, as opposed to straining their intellectual faculties to try and comprehend something that is not plainly expressed, instead choose to lazily ridicule it so as to boost their own ego. They could and would not fathom that the intent of the one who writes the words is far less important than the energy that is passed through him and unto others, and that, regardless of how ridiculous the f00l may be, he has even a lasting impression on his most ardent critics, a truth they do him the service of verifying by virtue of their very ridicule!

thank you, brother.

 

anytime, see my comments didnt ridicule this poem, rather i'll think you'll find they were constructive (if not plainly worded)

see i dont think that your progressing your interlectual facillities, rather i just think your talking bollocks and mindlessly praising absolutely any shit thats put before you. I can understand what your on about, just i dont see the point of expressing it as pretentiously as you do

 

Good parry!

What, then, am I "on about"?

 

Oh, and I just realized: you spelled both "intellectual" and "facilities" (and actually, I said "faculties") wrong. I think you should work on that.

 

acually i have a mild form of dyslexia, a very common psychological illness

its a crazy thing, thats makes me spell words wrong occasionally

check it out, its mad i tell you http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dyslexia

 

Spyder and Osirus (Oh forgive me, I FUCKIN SPELLED IT WRONG!) - I though this was a poetry frorum for posting one's poetry and then having people critique it. Not a forum for engaging in ignorant back and forth arguments that don't even make sense, and calling me a "fool", idiot, loser or whatever you fuckin said. Will you please leave me the fuck alone. In fact PM a moderator and get my fuckin poem off the forum if that's how much you don't like it. I don't even fuckin care. But calling me, the author, a fool and the rest of those insults is fuckin flaming, so Spyder, I will call you a FLAMER (pun intended).