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Written for the contest sponsored by Sotto Poet, in the form of Vogon Poetry, the worlds worst poetry.: with nonsensical words etc . 

Churning Chyme Vogon Poetry

If stars could see the sun~
slurping the grunglethorp grains
from sweat-soaked streams,
purging puddles of blurmorgris,
you’d hear the phazephonyx symphony
of my intestines churning chyme
into acidic rhymes~
releasing piled pain upon
a peezling palette of biled ballads.

But why are the whistling whirls
tangled in throttled thickets,
weeping amidst the periwinkle werifesteria,
grooving to the garglesome wind
that suffocated the cartilage 
within the dry throat of wilderness~
ready to lure purple, perplexed pupils
to the reeking ruins of once upon
a rosy rendezvous, 
where picturesque polaroids
of thanatophobic thistles
fear the pungent aroma
of decayed desires~
drenched in the stale shadows
of whiskey specters,
cloaking wisteria wishes
fluffed with puffs of fluorescent fleur,
designing a sky dressed
in the darkest dews of rainbow rhinestones.

So let the grotesque seeds
of passion-fruit moon
embrace the fossilized fragrance
of fated flames,
flickering mercuric beams
splattering grubblortz
sherbet of seven stars,
for between the rising of blortmusk blurs
and setting of fermented fog
you will see the light~
awakening the parietal lobe
of cracked constellations,
merging rivers and lakes
like the calloused corpus callosum,
while mumbling gibberish in
sheer eloquence…

If to live,
I shall master the sticky sails
across saccharine deceit,
I will forever steer
letters glazed with remnants of pests
to land in a canvas of magnified grey matter,
an embodiment of an aesthetic disaster.

A stoic
shall wear
it like a smuggled soldier,
masquerading eclipsed heartbeats
with crystal-clear
carpe-diem calligraphies,
until the sun and moon forget
the putrid recipe 
of a philosophical ponderer,
waltzing through 
corridors of cathartic crumble,
frogs cradling crashed 
comets dusted with cosmic chemicals
regurgitating unicorn droppings 
     and cavalry waste.
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Woods Avatar
February 15, 2025 at 9:11 AM
So creative! We need to define and use these words in everyday language! Congratulations! Xo
George Avatar
February 1, 2025 at 9:48 AM
This was hilarious and weird to read, but as usual, your flow and style remains intact. I love how you've weaved this piece into something amazingly different. "frogs cradling crashed comets dusted with cosmic chemicals regurgitating unicorn droppings and cavalry waste." Okay! Good one. Well mixed like my spices.
Maverick Avatar
January 27, 2025 at 10:37 PM
Well jumbled Ink Empress..Its like a literary Boot fair.?? If I do dare.' Well now i've been There it seemed like a closed mall with many Bargains to tease ..The very soul of thrift if You get my drift.??
Dietrich Avatar
January 24, 2025 at 11:25 AM
And unicorn droppings was one of my favorites for vogon!
Empress Avatar
January 25, 2025 at 12:33 AM
Hahah yes i shluld have written also “ rhino rhinestone ?? i think there are some pretty lines i wanted to not make it too disgustn haha
Dietrich Avatar
January 24, 2025 at 11:23 AM
Haha. You kept your usual style but just made it funny and so weird with some ugly words like blurmogris, etc. How do you have such an extensive vocabulary?? I used an old poem for this contest. It probably doesn't stand a chance!! Bet you could see a win, Ink
Beaufort Avatar
January 24, 2025 at 11:07 AM
IE, well your phrases have caused me to laugh out loud while reading. You're really so good at creating a flow of words that bring images to me, that I just cannot stop smiling while reading. If read many times, I think this poem would be a great tool for causing someone to submit to whatever you asked of them. Hope you are well. I'm just amazed by what you do.
Rodgers Avatar
January 24, 2025 at 4:29 AM
Dear Empress, This morning your lines pulled me into a dreamscape where chaos dances with brilliance. I thought how every well penned word was a storm, a feast, a challenge to the senses. Wonderful aliterations and metaphors artistically placed. I love it when a poem stirs my soul and yours did just that. You’ve crafted something fiercely untamed—thank you for the journey. I move it to the Fav list! Winter Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel
Hind Avatar
January 23, 2025 at 5:28 PM
Woah, someone is in for it, lol. Your metaphors were simply on point, wow, worthy of further reads.
Liguori Avatar
January 23, 2025 at 7:42 AM
‘to the reeking ruins of once upon a rosy rendezvous, where picturesque polaroids of thanatophobic thistles fear the pungent aroma of decayed desires’… oh how I miss your sunsets!!! What an interesting poem of such profound imagery!!! You can do it all!!!
Empress Avatar
January 23, 2025 at 10:21 AM
What a most encouraging comment! Thank you dear Robert! Appreciate your enthusiastic support always
Read Avatar
January 23, 2025 at 7:06 AM
Hi Ink, I've never heard of Vogon poetry, but I still enjoyed reading your poem, wish you well in the contest. xx
Empress Avatar
January 23, 2025 at 10:22 AM
Same here dear john, its one of those moments i just made this up, as if i knew hah its a learning experience . Appreciate your support always
Andresen Avatar
January 23, 2025 at 6:07 AM
- :))) ... I understood 40 X 60 ... a strange shape this is, Ink :) - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs
Empress Avatar
January 23, 2025 at 10:22 AM
Awwn thank you dear anne lise
Cunningham Avatar
January 23, 2025 at 5:29 AM
I'm scratching my head reading this, I'm totally lost lol. You rose well to the challenge IE. Good luck in the contest. Tom
Empress Avatar
January 23, 2025 at 5:37 AM
Hahah its quite a challenge thank you so much dear tom
Rhymes Avatar
January 23, 2025 at 2:58 AM
This is different …
Empress Avatar
January 23, 2025 at 5:36 AM
Haha yes.
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