They said that some men had the callings of planets,
Stationary compared to mortals,
Abstinent and moral,
That the energy they were given to live,
Attracted others like a Sun would give,
That they were gods amongst men third person,
Always asking men to ascend,
Man didn't know that that calling was from earth,
When the people need to change they are brought to make work,
That means God on earth that needs respect,
If the people try as equals the problems are what we neglect.
Osiris came before the people and said,
Just go away and leave me with my bread,
So it was said but the people didn't know,
Some people like to connect but he said go,
That means no speech no annoying not at all,
And death fell on the people too close to be a call,
When Osiris gave birth to the ideas of man,
He said never enter my head as the dead he had command,
Do not try me with such a big heart,
It shall be weighed against my efforts to be above what you do,
From the very start,
The man that was an island.
A resilient addict with corona
Believes he is immune as a stoner
Puts Mary Jane on the mask
And Jimmy Beam in his flask
Fortifies his deluded persona
Quite soon though his supply is depleted
In withdrawal he feels so mistreated
Smokes sanitizer
And fertilizer
Wrapped in loo roll not to be defeated
Neurotransmitters cause havoc and pain
When the lockdown forces him to refrain
He chokes on puke bile
Transforms for a while
Self-harms until his bloody wrists are slain
Meanwhile a former spirits abuser
Thinks back to awful years as a boozer
No more hangover
Craving is over
She's past being a paranoid looser
Seclusion focusses on true virtues
In quarantined times of imposed curfews
She draws a frontier
Clean sober and clear
Freedom of sound mind with nothing to loose
She combines pure logic and emotions
Does no longer rely on fake potions
She does not request
Others to detest
But found her soul and abstinent notion
09th April 2020
The one so close with effervescence is wavering though persuasiveness of fear is abstinent.
A force of delicate dissemination cannot stand with the overwhelming multitude of grandeur as your spirit of greatness is sewn.
For the wind blows strong with floundering ways yet blissful is the hold never falling down.
You are without restraint as the ever presence of glory and grace guide you along peaceful and free.
Here I let go a wish again
Here I lose one more bargain
Was ready to start early at the dawn
Would have accepted a game drawn
Was instead handed a routing defeat
Call it a harakiri or a rival's feat
Never aimed as high as sky
Anyway didn't have wings to fly
Never aspired to be the brightest swan
Ended up being a favorite pawn
Time still has been good to me
Always had a few moments free
Life of me, didn't demand too much
I too have been abstinent just as much
Jan 24, 2016
For the poetry contest 'Self Inflicted'
Sponsored by: Anthony Slausen
I admit I approximated akin adultery
Abusively allowing my abominable,abstinent eyes
To absorb abstract,alluring beauty around me
Gazed galvanic glances guiltily
Thus glamorized God's grave gluttony.
I admit I approximated akin adultery
Abusively allowing my abominable abstinent eyes
To absorb abstract,alluring beauty around me
Gazed galvanic glances guiltily
Thus glamorized God's grave gluttony.
I admit I approximated akin adultery
Abusively allowing my abominable,abstinent eyes
To absorb abstract,alluring beauty around me
Gazed galvanic glances guiltily
Thus glamorized God's grave gluttony.
Abdelwaheb Dhaou.
A voice From the Past
My childhood friend rang me he hadn’t been ringing me for some time
he is the shy type and only ring when he has been drinking and judging
by his infrequency of calls he is rather abstinent. He spoke of the time
he time of our boyhood when found, in a warehouse, Nazi uniforms and
put them on marching around the streets shouting “Hail Hitler” But this
in 1947 a time when children were given some room. If a child behaved
something like that today, now that time is so very intolerant we would
grow up not getting a job because of our childhoods’ criminal past.
Referring to Nazism is a crime and it doesn’t matter how old you were at
the time. He wants to visit me and I have told him that’s ok, yet I hope he
will not come; our childhood was eons ago and I cannot by mere words
bring him the magic he wants to hear of our infancy that in the end was
rather banal and full of dreams of what to do when we’re adults.
I deferred the words " I love you"
Until the morrows light.
Words, that from my heart,
I felt impressed upon to say.
For sure, "I love you",
Would have best been said that night.
Still I reserved ownership,
For perhaps some abstinent day.
Instead, from my vast reserve,
Grating words were launched to flight.
Words that once I'd spent,
Could never be recanted.
I had failed miserably,
At living life in the moment.
So, doting on another days sight,
I had taken our time for granted.
The next day's sun, I found,
Rose not for both alike.
Albiet the sky was blue and bright,
My day was overcast.
For from my life,
I allowed to slip, a love untold,
Now I'm forever yoked with regrets might,
Hard and fast.
Regret is felt always when it is too late.
Quit smoking, her son laments
as she takes a drag
from her
kingsize kents
You smoke too much, he cries
as tears fall down her face
from smoke blowing
into her eyes
You'll be sorry, he quips
as she swears while
her fingers slide down
the lit tip
That's the last pack, he demands
As the nicotine stains
disfigure her
hands
Some day soon I'll try
she says,
as her son frowns
with a sigh.
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Note: In March I will have 3 years abstinent from smoking !! This poem was
written in the 1970's.