Uncle Sol Poetry

The Morning Star

Carlton Lloyd Smith — Tue, 02 Mar 2010 15:45:13 PST

The Temple of Jupiter sits astride the Potomac A shining obelisk in her midst Bearing the name of a Late, Famous General - the architects’ gift to demon gods at the dawning of an empire Today the Wall Street pirates loot the coffers in her basement, Riding the waves of deceit What was of the people, for the people and by [...]

American Dream

Carlton Lloyd Smith — Fri, 19 Feb 2010 19:49:25 PST

my grandfathers fought in the mother of all wars

Black Sheep

Carlton Lloyd Smith — Fri, 19 Feb 2010 07:41:14 PST

I am the black sheep

Tijuana

Carlton Lloyd Smith — Fri, 12 Feb 2010 05:49:10 PST

Before entropy did its devil’s work...

A Drifting Cloud

Carlton Lloyd Smith — Mon, 25 Jan 2010 05:26:58 PST

A cloud drifts by as we lie on the grass in sandals

Snowden’s Secret

Carlton Lloyd Smith — Wed, 06 Jan 2010 09:25:56 PST

Snowden's secret haunts him

Within Time

Carlton Lloyd Smith — Wed, 25 Nov 2009 23:23:06 PST

The now of my existence is yours

Floating

Carlton Lloyd Smith — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 08:18:16 PST

I am lighter when I breathe

Shine

Carlton Lloyd Smith — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 20:16:05 PDT

You are the foundation of a strong house

Other-where

Carlton Lloyd Smith — Tue, 27 Oct 2009 05:07:03 PDT

I am in a state of constant battle with my mind