Be The Sun – The Oldschool Harlequin (World of Harley)

I do wonder to myself,Is being nice such a strain?All humans struggle with it,Even this wretched clown,Humanity is programmed to choose himself,Niceness and generosity are akin to naivete, But why not be a strangers sun?Even during a stormy day,Be a reason for someone to smile,Give your loose change to a vagrant,Hold the door for anybody,DonateContinue reading “Be The Sun – The Oldschool Harlequin (World of Harley)”

Social Media – The Oldschool Halequin (World of Harley)

The internet,A wondrous thing,Mankinds ultimate achievement,Turned to all manner of both evil and benevolence,Is it an information matrix?Or is it information supervision? Trust not those who control speech,Dark forces,Shrill tweets of birds of prey,Updates on a thousand-faced tome,Pornographic cyanide to be injected,Assembling an army of automatons, Are social media giants corporate necromancers?Because they practice masteryContinue reading “Social Media – The Oldschool Halequin (World of Harley)”

Strawman Argument – The Oldschool Harlequin(World of Harley)

From these shores,To many others,Red,Blue,Green,Flag after flag,Of all stripes,Strawmen are erected, Fallacies are spawned,Ideas are distorted,And eviscerated,To sate a tribal idealism,Debates become bloodbaths,Scholars lose themselves,And become cut-throats,With fallacious dirks, Being right is the only victory,Even as sense must be sacrificed,Herbal teas spilled,The diplomatic table is in flames,Chessboards and statistics,Logic has become smoke,The strawman still stands.Continue reading “Strawman Argument – The Oldschool Harlequin(World of Harley)”

Imperfection – Osharlequin (World of Harley)

I was complimented once,My work extolled,It’s true,A perfection praised,Though it escapes my vision, Is perfection real?Is this work truly a magnum opus?A tour de force,Or is perfection merely perception?Our work could be as flawed as ourselves, One mans treasure,Is another mans filth,We do not share eyes,A sistine chapel to one,Could be an intantile scribble toContinue reading “Imperfection – Osharlequin (World of Harley)”

Eraser Debris – Osharlequin

I wrote a love letter once,Language coated in honey,And red wine,Words to be crafted into a paper plane,And sent soaring to her heart, Baring my soul,Each word a passionate kiss,Every line a bite of the lip,A love story in graphite,Soon to be an obituary, Doubt clouts me from behind,A lesion shaped like a broken heart,TheContinue reading “Eraser Debris – Osharlequin”

No Clique —Osharlequin

I’m the Harlequin, An agent of eccentricity, An advocate for the quirky, Delightfully awkward, Comedically weird, Cackling through a mad world, I’ll never be part of a clique, A cabal of critics, Pretentious spiders, Tittering at others’ expense, An artist welcomes criticism, But not mean-spirited bile, You can chastise, My painted smile shall remain, YouContinue reading “No Clique —Osharlequin”

The Pillow – Osharlequin

The pillow to my side,Whereupon caressed a head not my own,Has quite a special scent,A scent that mesmerises, The scent swirls in my mind,Filling me with calm and zeal,A menagerie of sweet thoughts,A roiling euphoria, A reminder of the day before,And the darling who graced it,A sleeping beauty,And a waking one, An ally,All curves andContinue reading “The Pillow – Osharlequin”