Boldly I exhume exclusion, a badge of sacrifice
Milestones shunned, money’s usual manoeuvre
Cultural flimsy stronghold, servant’s fiscal price
Top tier requires slaves toil all day for approval
Nonetheless, pleasingly, I hail our lucky country
Offers safety, anonymity, hovel unacknowledged
No need to solidify alliances, desperately hungry
Primed pilferers for immediate advantage pillage
Supplementing streetscapes bolster unsold soles
Trove tumbledryer drums cook my new costume
Accesses babyboomer tower, to fire escape stole
Secure deep sleep from moonless cement room
Adverse to version of
us who refuse to assimilate
A new season - Winter
Begins today
Categories:
accesses, absence, angst, appreciation, freedom,
Form: Rhyme
The
imagined force is recast and concentrated into an inorganic
material.
Intentional,
possessing the owner's future with satisfying
charisma.
The
talisman, as some are known to be, is the resulting
changeover.
Better
days lay ahead of the object holders, who will be the subject of good
fortune.
Prehension
of one's life worth and outlook will be exceedingly
awesome.
Blithesome
accesses the favorable
heart.
Impart
the wealth produced, amongst
others.
Effectuators
are doubly loved for that
realization.
Fruition,
when done unnoticeably, is agape
love.
Hereinabove,
the exceptional natures are
emphasized.
Harmonized
beginnings are the effects of the talisman's
aura.
Categories:
accesses, blessing, future, meaningful, philosophy,
Form: Other
There are many doors..
As there are many lives.
One must open the door..
The Doors Of perception..
What lies ahead ?
What lurks behind the door?
Upon opening the door perhaps a chosen destiny arises..
There are many doors..
One more spectacular then another..
One may ponder for a moment..
Of a randomness it may aquire..
Although their are no accidents..
One always chooses..
One always decides..
Free will resides..
Within all of us..
The Doors Of Perception expose..
We may call it experience..
We may call it a tale..
Only you may call it as you wish..
Through your lovely eyes you can see ..
What you percieve..
As your warm heart resonates so..
Abundance of doors..
Endless and timeless..
Only you have the power to choose..
Open the doors of perception..
You will find..
You will discover..
You will seek..
What only you percieve..
Your destiny..
Destined by your choice..
A gateway..
A map that accesses your own personal treasure..
A splendid treasure..
Of your own life..
Through your lovely eyes..
Of your own perception..
All..
Upon opening your doors..
The Doors Of perception..
The Doors Of Perception awaits us all..
Categories:
accesses, deep, encouraging, life, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Nectar-drunken Bee
He drones an' draws close
lured by the red rose
Of red and bright petals
like some burning metals.
He waves his thin waist
filled on nectar's taste
Such is the comely rose
drawing sexy Bee so close.
With an oral detector
he accesses the nectar
Renowned randy flirter
to prod the juicy receptor
For, Randy Sire; alpha male,
None his lust will quell!
27th Aug' 2013
Categories:
accesses,
Form: Rhyme