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Details | Rhyme | |

The truth about women

Bestowed with femininity,
     wisdom, elegance, and grace,
     exemplifying dignity, daughter of the human race.

X chromosome integrity
      ordains attributes endowed,
      according by propensity, a nature kind and proud. 
     
Beauty and vitality
     anoint her noble gender,
     magnum opus artistry imparts celestial splendor.

Her marvelous complexity
     gives complementary disposition
     to valiant masculinity for a perfect coalition.

Exquisite physiology
     yields licentious pleasure due
     the wanton sensuality of erotic pas de deux.

Magnificent hologyny,
     woman becomes by thy behest,
     sacred vessel of posterity, with honor ever blessed.


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I Hate Aunt Floe

NOTE: This poem is a humoruos stab at PMS from a mans point of view

I can see your blood boiling
through  the blades I once called eyes,
they were once beautiful  like jewels
now they hurt my deep insides.
cutting at my guts
and like a noose on my  lungs;
your words seek like bullets 
your mouth like sniper guns.
I’m hit with each inaccuracy…
Being killed by words untrue;
and you even got the nerve
to tell me what you think I do.
But let me get mad
and try to plead my case;
then suddenly the world
is a f--ked up place.
You got tears running down…
What the Hell did I do?
We were just sitting and laughing
I could swear that we were cool.
Oh God…
Oh no…;
I should have seen it… 
It’s Aunt Floe…,
This battle can’t be won or reasoned
I think its best I go.
Cause I hate Aunt Floe 
and she hate me too;
she sit and talk sh-t
about the gum I chew. 
The color of my shirt…,
She say my look is a stair;
She say my best has no worth
And she doesn’t stop there.
I didn’t change
I’ve been the same 
these 28 days,
 but now I’m f_ckin A__hole 
Aunt Floe gave me that name.  
She said get out my face 
This aint your home no more,
But I’m more puzzled by 
What was said before.
I love you 
With her glossy eyes 
I knew it was true, 
But horribly sly
You see these words
make me the fool.
The one that’s cruel
That a__hole dude,
That sparked the fuel
To this f__kin feud.
But I swear to God
I didn’t start this sh_t,
Why would I give up my love 
To live my life like in a pit.
 This is horrible sh_t 
Wasted days spent,
On nothing but the worst
I could be bathed in your sent. 
You could be laughing 
While I’m smiling
But Aunt Floe Won’t let this be,
And the only way to make this right
Is hold my tongue  a week.
And that ain’t gone happen 
I’m a person too,
Not soft
But I got feelins
and don’t know what  to do.
Now its been six days
Unbelievable  rage,
She locked herself 
In the room
I call it her cage.
I smell a sent in the air
It wasn’t there before,
Now lookin down the hall
I see an open door.
Is this a trap 
I’ll guess I’ll see,
If I fall for another
 You know that’s dumb ass me.
Curled in the bed 
I think I know that girl,
But where’s the hells Aunt Floe
The one that f__ked my world.
She packed up and gone
Didn’t even say good bye,
Just came wit gang of bullsh_t
And vanished in the sky.
Is that you my dear
Can you please come here,
Listen close and crystal clear…
I hate Aunt Floe
 Next time she here
Make sure I’m stocked
with weed and beer.
I love you punk.  ?


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Speculum Naturae Matris - Mother Nature's Mirror

Many tales encase mirrors
both glittering and new,
still the reflections portrayed
may become distorted by a single
crack thus one becomes many.
Light absorbed and then broken
in to an array of colour; many
smiles surround the boundless
room of Mother Nature’s good will.
The purest of white floats across
the bright blue sky,
like magical boats carrying
the very essence of innocence.
Then yet human nature is selfish
thus reflecting a darker side;
we all harbour inner demons that
manifest themselves, like the
sly virus created by man that
leaves a path of destruction
across and within nature’s niches.
But still Mother Nature forgives
for her resilience is beyond the
claws of man; She will remain even
when we are gone for day and night
are locked in an eternal cycle for
ever to be the mirror in to
which we peer in to her world.
Regardless of our selfish nature
She will always be heard whenever
we need teaching from wrong to right; 
her voice is always there in the 
form of eruptions from her fiery belly,
violent quakes from within her soul 
and almighty thunder from within 
her powerful lungs creating 
tornadoes and hurricanes alike.
Still Mother Nature is forgiving
but our inner demons continue to
shadow the mirror in to her world
thus we are destined to overstep
our limitations and end up trapped
in a whirlpool of denial and false
hope.


Details | Personification | |

JUXTAPOSED

~~~~~~~~~~~ "Sky's eyebrows white on blue juxtaposed... tears wave to wash away pain on cue" ~~~~~~~~ ~JSLambert © 2012 Poet TreeZ Publishing


Details | Villanelle | |

Total Destruction

<                                   Destruction of beautiful mother earth
                                     Will it spin off mantel like head to gawk 
                                     Or destroyed by mankind for what it's worth

                                     Floods fires quakes acts from natures own birth
                                     Litterbugs arsonists terrorists balks
                                     Destruction of beautiful mother earth


                                    Illuminate waters that someone hurts
                                    Cleanliness is painted in Godly chalk
                                    Or destroyed by mankind for what it's worth

                                    Man woman and even thy smallest mirth
                                    For thy Father in our Heaven will stalk
                                    Destruction of beautiful mother earth

                                   Eagle that soars a wolf howling from girth
                                   Will thy it's freedom ring out thus like the hawk 
                                   Or destroyed by mankind for what it's worth

                                   Like land before time when man walked
                                   Wonder how forces existed and talked
                                   Destruction of beautiful mother earth
                                   Or destroyed by mankind for what it's worth


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Embryo

Before a baby's born
Before a fetus forms
The egg without a shell
Starts off as a single cell 

Once the seeds are sown
And life begins to grow
Dividing in an ocean
Existence is set in motion 

Cells split and clump together
Holding on with invisible tethers
Pulsating begins to start
As joining cells create the heart 

Feeling the first thought
Of coziness and warmth
The distant sound of singing
A lullaby from the living 

Sprouting little limbs
Pink fleshy little things
The light inside her womb
Prepares to leave its tomb 

The canal opens wide
And everything's pushed outside
The gentle creeping wind
Crawls beneath the skin 

The lungs gasp for breath
The air so cold and fresh
Vocals stir a cry
As alien colours amaze the eyes 

Little person so fresh and new
So different from which you grew
Evolving from a small dividing device....
Behold the wonders of life!


Details | I do not know? | |

A Dream Of Mine

Oh and this "thing" let me explain what it looks like, It doesn't have eyes, It has an open mouth all the time, with rotting yellow sharp crooked teeth, very skinny, like greyish brownish color. It breathes heavily and it's very flexible kinda reminds me of "The Last Exorcism." 

I was walking out of my room, and in the hallway I got shoved against the wall.. but there was nothing there. I couldn't breathe and I felt paralyzed. I saw my mother walking to the kitchen passing me, I could tell she didn't noticed me. Then while I was still motionless, I saw this black figure it was fairly large, HUGE I mean, It was very close to me and then it went away and the feeling of being paralyzed went away also. I could move, I could breathe.

I walked into the kitchen, Thats where I found my mother cleaning the floor.

"Mum? Have you ever had the feeling that you couldn't move or breathe sometimes in the house?"

"More times than you think, But there is no such thing as the paranormal world or the "after life."

"I know, but I do not know the logical reason for it."

She was silent then she looked at me and started cleaning again.

I sat down on the couch, Yes I do have a couch in my kitchen, It's a Bosnian thing.
With my arms around my knees. Then I saw the living room from the glare of the window in the kitchen.

And in this glare I saw "The Thing" The description is up there. ^^ He had a small chair in his hands and he was slowly standing up from this weird position. He came closer with the chair and it was almost like my mum saw "The Thing" and she moved out of the way for it. He came around and stood over me with the drool/slobber coming off his rotten yellow teeth.

Then I woke up. It still scares me today. I know this is just my imagination but still,  I know this isn't a poem but I still would like to share it with you.


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Academic-Bright ... '

I Am MoonBeam
My Sisters, StarLights
My Brothers, SunRays
… All-Academic-Bright

My Family of Heaven
My Mother, DawnSky
Father of Celestial Lights              (James 1: 17)
Taught At Universe-High

By Father’s Master-Degree
And Mother’s Alma-Mater
Brother Graduated
Summa-Cum-Laude, Super-Nova

Dine At Dimension-Table
Of Cosmic-Family
Global-Bodies, Glowing-Grace
In Our Galaxy

Our:  Cambridge, Yale, Oxford and Harvard
Are:  Comets, Orbits, and Asteroids
Black-Holes, Pulsars, Waves and Quarks
Red Giants and Red and Snow-White Dwarfs

Enlightened Astronomers, Radiant New Worlds
Time-Continuum, To Unfurl
Outer-Space, Advent-Solar-Systems
And A Big, Blue Jewel, Freed From Cataclysm

Light-Years Away, From Today …
But Still Quenching Thirst, On Milky-Way
and Planetary-Rings and Eclipse
Satellites, and Soaring-Rocket-Ships

Atomics and Evenings-Scholarly
Lectures, On Pure-Energy
To Explore and Expand Brilliantly
‘Diplomas’ … thru Eternity

I Am MoonBeam
My Sisters, StarLights
My Brother, ‘Big’ SunRay
Shone-Academic-Bright ! …


Details | Acrostic | |

Equisetum

Every layer amassed vertically on the previous

Quintessentially abdicated from the next’s cornerstone

Upward from yet another illuminated chlorophyll-filled vascular vessel

Inspiring the growth of the next generation

Seemingly taxed at consecutive intervals

Each layer recedes like roman pilasters.

Tolling delicately to not topple the tower 

Umbilical to existence,

Mother of creation is left on top.


Details | Monoku | |

K. S. { Broken Monoku }

beneath coral depths reefbed


                        the mother of all pearls


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

The Wolf Man - The End

This is the second response to The Wolf Man - The End

part 2


The Wolf Man (The End) The young girl, Alice Grimm, was pretty and slim She stayed with her grandmother who lived, deep, in the woods Her coat of wool kept her warm on cold nights All of her white jackets had to have loose-fitting hoods “Alice, where you going?” “To play on the swings.” She would say to her ‘gammie’ but it was all lies Still she played it safe, stuffed a knife in her cape As she made her long trek to where the mother goose flies But deep in the forest the man-wolf he sniffed Her scent was intoxicating he ran at full-speed Little did he know that she knew about her rights If she couldn’t kill the beast, at least, she’d make him bleed… The wolf man, once a man, couldn’t understand Why this bloodlust came over him, it drove him quite mad As he got closer he could hear her heartbeat She wasn’t mad, or sad, or frightened, but glad His was going crazy his thoughts were hazy The man, introverting, the animal, extroverting He could see her ahead, he was seeing red As his paws hit the ground he saw her blood, spurting She knew he was coming, she began to hum He leapt into the air as she withdrew the kitchen knife She slashed at his throat, he fell to the ground “I’ll be damned if some man-beast is gonna take my life!” Carving off the man pelt she stuffed it in her belt She took off her coat and dipped it in his sangria She became known as Little Red Riding Hood When she got home her Gammie screamed, “Mama mia! You have ruined that coat! I’ll rip out your throat!” “I don’t think so, woman, go and chill out! Or I will do to you what I did to the wolf man You’ll be nothing as I knock you about Go and sew yourself things with the wolf man’s skin Meanwhile, I’ll make a meal for us using his meat.” The moral to this is: Be aware of your opponent. She, or he, may not be big but they own the whole street!


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Fire Mother

Cold morning greets the weary eye clouds drape the horizon in gray
I turn around avoiding the sight I cannot stand with a dreary pale day
And then I feel it on the nape of my neck A hint of warmth kissing my skin
I turn around gazing out my window and see in the gray light the size of a pin
I try not to build on my hopes the thin ray of light might be gone in a tick
And then it happened the clouds parted way amazing ling quick

within a moment I was a washed in light blinding brilliant and glaring so bright
it was like the day had defeated the night leaving the world with breathtaking sight
The orb of energy colored the sky in outrages shadows and countless hues
the godly object painting its art from star to star the cosmos its muse

I moved with a pace to open the door I flung it open with a giddy delight
the clouds burned away by the waking of ra the life giving force of comfort and might
the rays that touched the flesh of my face washed in warmth a faint tingle
Colors above began to dissipate lose there sharpness leave then un mingle

now the sky retains the majestic color of the all welcoming blue
now nothing can stop the suns life and energy from making it through
the moments I spent outside my front door revitalized my heart filled my soul
I dare not stare into the great star the center so bright a positive hole

I stood there soaking up the nectar my skin absorbing the vital beams
Before this day I thought the world could only be this beautiful in our dreams
Iam not sure to this day how long I enjoyed it how long did I stay
I took the time to indulge in the feeling the blinding array

The golden orb that gives life a chance nourishes its children down below
refreshes my outlook changes the day shinning down for the rest to grow
to bathe in its glory heat on my skin sensations burn from my feet to my chin
summer is coming in its time the way it has always done the way its been

Shading my eyes from the fiery glare I take a last glance at the burning sphere
so filled up inside with light and warmth my lets out a rejoice full tear
Once again it will set in the sky but it doesn’t take long for it to appear
to give the life that we all so crave and to make our days a little more clear
a god to revere a star we hold dear every summer once every year it comes again
to greet us here banish the dark conquer our fear once again I will gaze and ill peer on the 
celestial being 
that owns the sky the liquid fire mother our sphere


Details | Quatrain | |

Kharithana (Kri-sta-la)

Mitochondrial Eve spinning the moon 
without interruption or supervision.
Stars sail across the sky without time
as she is both mother and midwife.

Primordial Eve in infinite density.
Infinitesimally small, a ball of power
a witness to it all, as all
abilities to predict the future break down.

She was there with the molten soup;
the black iron core glowing blood red.
The syrupy mixture of elements
spirit, earth, fire, wind, and water.

Kharithana exhaled into existence
into Lucy our African humanity.
Silently witnessing the dawn of spring
the azalea blossoms, the buzzing insects.

Everything comes alive when Kharithana
opens her eyes at sunrise to capture
that moment when the first golden ray
caps the mountain range and forms a lining.

Thus when Kharithana yawns, stretches out her arms,
like the big bang my heart becomes a beating drum,
synapses snap and my quantum capillaries
rediscover the meaning of life.



Details | Free verse | |

Sincerely Yours,

Dear friend ,

The world means nothing.
Its set in flames.
Even worse we roam with cold hearts trying to look the part,
in this guilded age.

This is something I wish not to be a part of.
I no longer want to be another soul endlessly making
contact with sole and pavement.
I'm striving for abatement. 

For meaning I've always looked at dictionaries.
For significance we've always looked at actions.
So please do take another look and see what this letter is for.

Our education is supposed to be priceless, yet we can't afford it.
Our outlook on life is supposed to be uplifting , yet our vision is always distorted.
Our struggle is supposed to be significant , than why is it our stories won't be recorded?

Does this not trouble you my friend?
We complain about being second rate citizens yet there are those who don't live
but attempt to survive in their homes that are assigned in third world countries since before birth.

Where is the justice if the hearts are starting to turn into just ice?
Wheres the justice if a benevolent man was robbed of their life?
Where's the justice in this non-sense?
I can't see it . All I see is us bracing for a cruel consequence.

Pardon me if I trouble you with the questions you can't answer.

But i've outweighed the pros and the cons of this situation.
I no longer wish to to be just another number in this logorithm of lies. 
I no longer wish to be a variable with no value of his own.
I wish to become the variable that comprehends the absolute value of sincerity.

Real love is that which shows no fear.
Unfortunately I am a coward.
I no longer can love a world that is platinum plated and wishes not to remember
the warmth of a child's smile.

Even the stars wish not to roam on the skies of the falsely lit nights.
Even the moon moans because of how far from her we've drifted.
Even the willos weep when we no longer wish to see them stand and instead
choose them to stand on.

I've outweighed the courage and the fear.
But what I found frightened me further.
What weighed us down the most was indifference.

With that discovery I knew what I had to do.
I must leave and find somewhere where gravity is no longer so heavy.

I know I can't outweigh death for it's a burden that falls on the shoulders of everyone.
I'm truly sorry that i'm a selfish coward 
For I have chosen the coward's end.

I wish you goodluck my friend,

Sincerely yours,

The shadow of men


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Evidenced

Evidenced
FIFTYFOUR
CharlaXFabels
The Church Parsonage on Church Street the old Methodist Church where eye 
used to go to church it Burned down.
My mother died a horrible murder death.
My brother died in a car wreck.
We used to fight each other though eye was elder he was bigger.
Eye was a weak and sickly child of GOD.
My Father died and eye do not knoe what of.
Eye was not always allowed to live at home.
My room was taken and the things in it like my toy box and the comics and the 
yearbooks were all destroyed. 
Eye was given a hardship discharge from the ARMY.
My home at Morrilton was burned down by a natural gas line leak which then 
exploded. My family always hated me and wanted me to die alone. Eye stopped 
my consumptive habits and was in a real fight in Arizona only was beaten into 
Jesus and left to die half dead eye still try to live and love and write this is mye bio 
mye evidenced. 


Details | Free verse | |

Heart and Soul

Oh Gentle winds purify me
Free my doubts so i can see
The luminious light 
And escape the darkness night

Oh Mother Earth i feel your cry
Nature's  voice begin to die
I know im still here
But i still love you, have no fear

Through the Clouds
and beyond
Hear my calls in my mind
I  will protect you  even if im blind

My love for you will always stay
I will  pray for you everday
And give you my all
With my Heart And Soul







Details | Narrative | |

Faith in Monsters

after my mother said good night
she closed the door and turned out the light.
perhaps by chance she didn't know the fright
that awaited me as she closed the door.
as it is this night and every night
i need light more. 
to scare away monsters behind my closet door.
what that monster is i have yet to see.
but from movies snd scary stories i guess what it
could be.
Wolfman, Frankinstien, or Vampire all 
or Wicked Witch, ghostly ghoul to call.
the undead Zombie scratching the walls.
all i need is a little light, thats all!
i cannot crack the curtans,
i'm afraid of what i'll see.
and in my mind i wonder why, oh why 
my mother won't believe me.
when i say that there are monsters 
and one day that they will get me?


Details | Didactic | |

Acts of God

Neither Mother Nature nor Father Time
Has ever railed any accusation
Against God with reason or with its rhyme
For earth’s travails, there’s no gratulation
In deeds of the gods evil to the hilt
Who bring such slanders; yet, they hold the guilt

With the prince of the power of the air
Who comes to kill, deprive and raze; the theif
Of the kings and rulers everywhere,
Orchestrating casualties and grief,
Thrusting in his sickle and clutching the snath
In anger and hatred reaps earth in wrath,

For he was cut down; falling to the ground
He drew the third of the stars of Heaven
With him, and his pomp; his viols did sound
Within his chaos until day seven
When God had made good that void with form and
On the day before gave man its command.

Thus, rage of the serpent was so subtle
To steal the crown to be god of this world,
But his time’s cut short since God’s rebuttal;
So he takes out his vengence, and it’s hurled
At those who have no law and make no pledge,
At overcomers gaurded with a hedge;

The winds, earthquakes and fires pass by with force,
But God only good, is without the blame
When Father tells Mother to take this course;
Since the gods follow evil to the flame,
The earth is in sorrows to be redeemed,
And God is the One most often blasphemed.


Details | I do not know? | |

Vanity

I need my hair just right
I need my socks to match each other
I need mascara to be on point
I need foundation to hide who I am
When does it stop
How do you know
at what point and time do you lose yourself
All this covering up
I've learned to be what people want
But what do I really want myself
V.A.N.I.T.Y
   
 Somethings change with just a little touch
   Yet somethings never change
       you can't mask a girls insecurities up
         She still feels them everyday
         No matter what her outside appearance says
           and the more she feels INVINCIBLE
               the more she feels AFRAID
                   V.A.N.I.T.Y
        
             There's no hair color to pretty 
               you can be pretty naturally
               I love my hair straight like chinese people
               that's why I use a 300 dollar flat iron 
                and I love handbags of the expensive varity
                 I put on a show each day for everyone 
                   But inside i'm alone 
                    and no one really knows
                  
                          V.A.N.I.T.Y

                I close my eyes and wish I could disappear
                           from this moment in time
                          escape our 21st century
                         where they teach us to judge by what we see
                          So i'm vain because of society 
                             I have to look pleasing to the eye? 
                               Is it my fault I'm vain?
                                 Or is it our problem in disguise? 
                                        
                                  V.A.N.I.T.Y 


Details | Couplet | |

Metamorphosis

  Down at the other end of her life

she was a wonderful mother and wife

cooking and sewing and loving the guy,

who saved her from sorrow and  gave her the sky.

  then dark radiation came in through the phone,

unknowing one night ,it had found her alone,

transforming her wholely in body and mind

leaving the housewife and mother behind.

she rolled up her children in packets of two

and set off on Sunday to see Timbuktu.

she left him a note on the fridge and the door,

saying I love you but not like before

  I'm green and I'm purple and all over red,

if I stay here forever I'll surely be dead,

the night train is waiting,I'm braiding my hair,

I'll be come a native before I get there.

there's something exotic alive in my blood,

rolling and flowing a bright mental flood

  he stood at the window,he stood at the door,

he tried to imagine her face as before

he knew when he found her she wasn't his own,

he tried to surround her and keep her alone,

but the wings on her back kept evolving  each night,

just a matter of time till he knew she'd take flight,

still ,all the children were half him as well,

flying somewhere between heaven and hell.


Details | Rhyme | |

One love

In every breath that touches my lips,
I think of only you, 
Your face imprinted In mind, In everything I do.
Every time I fall asleep You're always
Been apart all this time.
Every since the Day we prayed I
Knew we were meant to write, In School when I think
Of poetry forever Is what I see. I know I've told you
Many lines,exactly how I feel, but I don't think you
Understand one love for ready Is real now as I sit here
Thinking of you I maintain whence time that thru It all,
Throuout my Life, my love Is unconditional.