Written: December 03, 2023
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It is either life or death
But there is also controversy
Within the boundless
Accrual occurs as well
There is either love or hate
Just...hostility
Who might control it?
Is verity
One can be either first or last.
There is only a disparity
And who would be in charge?
assists the vast majority
There is both space and time
Only drowsiness in between
Things are wild and free
Have vastness.
Categories:
accrual, analogy, confidence, death, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
We are all Humans, and we all endure this Earth.
Mindful, existing, and seeing stay brinks of mirth.
Strong is the endemic bond that was justly sheared.
Several are avidly praised, while others were snubbed.
A city founded of threads is what I can set in execution.
I'll create it without a specific design or a firm foundation.
You won't be able to cruelly destroy this construction.
Bettor than that, this is a shade lathering wide validation.
Slowly, with smoke and the mist dwindling, steadily.
What I'll perform for is set you up with the territory.
The policy will lose your youthful request and math.
And waffle and gravel accrual with righteous wrath.
Drum skins, a suffocating universe, and a shivering body!
Through the maze of luck, we'll discover a suitable strategy.
Categories:
accrual, analogy, anxiety, corruption, encouraging,
Form: Sonnet
Ripped from form by a slow burn
By bliss currents benign
We feel within, the searing churn
As with love we align
Osmotic accrual
Climax in renewal
Rapture continual
Magnetic storm
Ripped from form
24-September-2021
Quietus
Categories:
accrual, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Not just the sky itself—they are every ocean and stream—
filled with reflections of rainbows, waterfalls and rain.
Windows of beauty fringed in verdant shades of green.
Not a trace of sadness shows for things that cause her pain.
Her eyes, serenely soft, are sacred, mystic jewels.
Forever and beyond they always will remain.
Content within her powers of evergreen renewal,
her eyes reflect and sparkle with all of nature’s hues.
Wisdom of aeons — their provident accrual.
Her eyes —a wellspring of every artist’s muse—
like a mother giving from her immeasurable heart.
All this she imparts—yet we never pay the dues.
These eyes, so beautiful, her children fill with hurt.
Beware—her precious gaze—some day she will avert.
Categories:
accrual, allegory, beauty, earth, irony,
Form: Terza Rima
One light, one day reflect into the glistening pool
As the trickle of sunbeams bloom from the sky
Mother Earth gives her smile from her watchful eye
And there is a light of hope burning jewel
Doth, her eyes begin to befool
Landscapes full of turmoil and begin to die
Heavens open and lets the floodgates rise
Carelessness damaged her with such great accrual
Night grows near hope ensues
To mend her, time to change our ways
Future remains uncertain for where we call home
Phoenix rising pure and a new
There is time to turn back the clock, yet there is still abhom
Mother Earth we shall begin to renew
Categories:
accrual, earth,
Form: Italian Sonnet
On the edge of the wedge between hope and despair
Heightened and strengthened by determination and devotion
To clutch at the latch of the batch where love fell into disrepair
My last portion of caution urges no precaution to enliven my love lotion.
On the edge of the stage beneath the beat of my heart
Laminated, exonerated and venerated by a warmth wall
Under circumstances that sentenced the love art
To a deficit of explicit exaggeration, I advance affection accrual.
On the edge of the page where age agitated for affability
In love libations lapped by listless lips and slips
Engrossed and embossed with the imprint of amiability
In the course of temptation, I try hard the termination of tension trips.
On the edge of the sledge enraged by my outage outrage
Felt, dealt with and knelt at the altar of Cupid
Whose arrows assuage the page of the sage
Whose magic wand lands lovebirds on a reconciliation rapid.
Categories:
accrual, poems,
Form: Free verse
In the wicked world brutal
Only few fine friends local
Will lend their finger social
To help us regain imperial.
Among them Jashwant jewel
Standing with me in time real.
Earlier we had quarrels brutal
On tuitions or money total;
Later adjusted, but his accrual
Of knowledge I can’t level.
In money I was ahead a little
Later he covered the recital.
Principal is the post special
Bestowed on him in quintal;
Nature changed to royal:
Lately better not so trivial.
In time of our dispersal
He cried, seemed an ideal,
But past memories at coral
Haunted his friendship approval.
He was helped at all level,
Let it be Geeta or be Jwal.
Still he is my friend fraternal;
His importance is vital.
Right from accident’s tidal
To his departure actual
We sat or carried a trial.
Now no problem in appraisal
All grunges now look artificial;
Seeking his friendship amoral.
May God grace him all alluvial
And empower qualities glottal.
Categories:
accrual, friendship,
Form: Monorhyme
The More That God
The more that God we are now following
More we will be worshipping and hallowing
And as our age increases in its accrual
We will start to increase amount of renewal.
Jesus never ever had His curiosity caught
Not making His Father become over wrought
Even went on a mountain top for forty days
Talking to His Father and giving Him praise.
This fact to the attention of choir did bring
We could hear it in a song that they did sing
Even though I have become an old keister
I still will talk and sing eloquently at Easter.
My whole body tingles from head to toes
Know that I know my beloved Jesus arose
Said in Me and my Father don't have doubt
Which is what I am writing this poem about.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Categories:
accrual, allegory, analogy, religious,
Form: Couplet
tell me when your heart whispers love
i want to drown aimlessly in it
i, the brokenhearted, found the antidote for blue in you
i lessen the selflessness within, and i thank you in New Colors
tell me when your heart whispers love
i want to go down shamelessly in it
i, the object of onanism, found the nucleus for the climax in you
i lessen the worthlessness within, and i thank you in New Hollers
tell me when your heart whispers love
i want to expound brainlessly in it
i, the unbeknownst guru of rephrase, found the Eye of A True Blessing in you
i lessen the loneliness throughout, and you improve me to accrual....similar to New Dollars....
Categories:
accrual, poetry,
Form: Free verse
"Time marches on", consistent punctual
Bodies' cells repair keeping up for while
Then like morn's sky changes slower renewal
Body ages no longer agile
Acceptance of life's blows or Adam's sin
Makes getting older easier knowing
There is a better place than this has been
Where no more physical decline showing
"Time marches on", consistent punctual
I'll live each day doing best_most I can
With riches laid up gaining accrual
While I wear the soft shoes, sit on divan
Categories:
accrual, faith, introspection, life,
Form: Rhyme