Strider Marcus Jones

The Box
what do you hide
your six closed sides
of personality—
where secrets of mortality
vacuum boom
from bleak bloom.
we are Their making,
already opened
and decaying
from Their phallic totems
filtering down
into the den of stolen dreams
sinking in squalid screams.
they call us proles
and plebs,
scrounging dole
and sponging bread,
but look in their souls
and heads
we have fed—
it is They who are dead.

at what
in what
for what-
sad set eyes
and red nose why's
half mask thin-
the rambled ruin
you put a clown in. 

Grains of Sand

crossing the Sahara
with the Tuareg;
under one vast canopy of stars,
consoled by constellations
that once looked down 
on ancient forests
and wind worn mountains
older than these here now.
it all repeats itself—
the river beds and rocks
return to the sea,
where temporary strangers 
sit like Robinson Crusoe
on loud, tractor raked beaches
in smells of salt and dog shit
watching the waves,
thinking inside them
coming and going
like friends to be afraid of-
as nature retunes herself
ignoring our significance
becoming grains of sand.

Strider Marcus Jones is a poet, law graduate and former civil servant from Salford, England with proud Celtic roots in Ireland and Wales. He is the editor and publisher of Lothlorien Poetry Journal https://lothlorienpoetryjournal.blogspot.com/. A member of The Poetry Society, his five published books of poetry https://stridermarcusjonespoetry.wordpress.com/ reveal a maverick, moving between cities, playing his saxophone in smoky rooms.

His poetry has been published in numerous publications including: Dreich Magazine; The Racket Journal; Trouvaille Review; dyst Literary Journal; Impspired Magazine; Fleas on the Dog; Melbourne Culture Corner; Literary Yard Journal; The Honest Ulsterman; Poppy Road Review; The Galway Review; Cajun Mutt Press; Rusty Truck Magazine; Rye Whiskey Review; Deep Water Literary Journal; The Huffington Post USA; The Stray Branch Literary Magazine; Crack The Spine Literary Magazine; A New Ulster; The Lampeter Review; Panoplyzine Poetry Magazine and Dissident Voice.
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