When I raise my thoughts from the dead,
All become coloring beauties to my bedspread.
No one exist without a quirk:
Raising bloody craziness that irk,
Moulding new happy home-- an artwork;
Not only Innocent people do jerk.
To win; some envy, some criticize
And not only politicians politicize,
But I don't Know of what is it to actualize--
Reasons people stand to antagonize.
Conversation with myself is a boost;
To be belittled to such a roost--
It must have not been of spruced,
Yet doesn't need to be deduced!
The best bird's improvised nest:
Is in God's centered mind contents digest.
(Isthmus)
Appreciate it; the mess, the , the beef-
Each is an effort to learn good from bad;
Perception differs to bring about grief,
Either to agree or not makes hearts glad...
It won't be for long,
But may remain ever young...
When right don't chase wrong.
Just do not be too forward to draw down
Your take out of pain to please assumption.
What you had been through takes part not the crown,
For violence or kindness can't stand gumption.
Sometimes it seems odd-
Before red sea obeyed rod,
Moses had no squad.
It will never be of value to eyes,
Nor of treasure to kindled mind, unsaid
Let alone be real; what truth actualize...
Until it becomes memory, past embed.
Then it turns a miss,
Years watched each get dismiss...
Into the gone bliss.
Destiny, oh destiny, why hide thyself from me.
Come out, come out, for all to see.
A life filled with struggle, then at last a surprise.
Why not reveal now how I self-actualize?
Have I no choice of my destination,
How I’ll proceed in my maturation?
How many ways could there be?
Or outcomes to this mystery?
More than one, surely a few,
Leave some things to chance, it’s the least you should do.
I want to have challenges and growth each day,
A purposeful life as I travel my way.
Life’s surely not over, with just destiny
My soul longs to live for eternity.
The four A’s of Psychology
Avoid
Alter
Adapt
Accept
Prioritize what must be done
Get rid of annoying should’s
Avoid
Alter
Adapt
Accept
Acknowledge your true self
Actualize your soul dreams
Two A’s they should have added
XANADU, NOW THINKING OF YOUR APEX
ASTOUNDS MY HEART TO FIND ARCADIA
NOTION THAT A PARADISE-LIKE HEAVEN
ABOARD MY EARTH WILL GRANT UTOPIA
DELIVER ALL OUR DREAMS, ACTUALIZED
UNREALISTIC WHIMS- ON THIS PLATEAU
April 27, 2023
Writing Challenge- Words With X
Sponsor: Constance La France
Word Chosen- No.1 - Xanadu
Double Acrostic
in Iambic Pentameter
RZ HMS
I have grown tired of violence over love.
I threw my cautions aside when I felt this for you,
and I swore I would not be a punished woman.
You will not be the exception to this any longer.
I cannot believe I thought I could find love in this pain,
as if I deserved to sift through your eagerness to anger to find what love you could spare for me.
I do not know when I will actualize the reality of where my heart is now,
but I cannot pretend anymore that you did not break me.
I do not know when you first said you did not love me,
I don't know why I let you take it back.
But I do not love you, because I cannot love you.
Not when you don't love me.
From the nadir of your hopes
You may rise to the zenith of success
With discipline and diligence
Putting to good use the sinews of your youth.
With commitment and steadfastness
Working vigorously to achieve your goals
And with a mercurial temperament
You're sure to actualize your dreams
For without actions dreams turn become mere myths.
For from the nadir of your hopes
You may rise even to the zenith of success
You shall rise from the dust
Beyond the skies shall be your attainments.
You would seem to many a young duckling
Your success story will move many to awe
The secrets behind his success story
Shall remain an unsolved mystery.
Darkness falls into endless sleep
Ego spawns, grows to overleap
This dark enemy gloats with glee
A silent death I shall be free
Demons expose the tools of use
With great happiness, self abuse
As if to be an open quay
A silent death I shall be free
Angst of worried despair and grief
There is no end nor no relief
Torture oozes from this emcee
A silent death I shall be free
To kill this ego deep inside
My focused mind becomes clear-eyed
Filled with peace, joy and so much glee
A vibrant life I shall be free
Context
Be like water - still, calm or move rapidly with momentum to bring fresh life.
Even the egotistic ocean of wild seas soon settles to be greeted by the warmth of the sun.
Poetry Contest: Kyrielle poetry form only.
Sponsored by: Kim Rodrigues
Date:09/12/2022
1 original, poem on the theme of .............
A KYRIELLE ABOUT WATER
4 verses
2 couplets per verse
8 syllables per line
The phone number of death we dial,
When we near a poisoned phial
To rashly swallow its content,
And actualize a suicidal intent:
Our breathing soon in wheezes,
What the cemetery richly pleases,
A gripping of our tummies in feeble resistance
Every offered revival, vain assistance
Others to start rehearsing their goodbye
To us on a wished hearse lie
And the same phone number we try,
As we enrage folks that skin fry
Before advancing cops of pity dry
And into claims of being surrounded not pry
To pick their life sentence with smiles wry…
Now that I’ve said so I shan’t cry.
collaborate, elaborate
conductively emasculate
submissive, entanglement
collectively salivate.
redistributive contemplate
delirious encapsulate danger-
actualize, substitutive penalize.
collectively, abstractness from
radiance to darkness.
antagonistic death rate
the fallacy in dead weight.
reprehensible antithesis
conglomerate esophagus.
speckled and corroded,
constructively demoted.
perniciously solitude, destitute and longitude.
contact free cohesively elongated actuality.
substantially creative
ingeniously innovative.
crafting masterpiece from thread
contempt breeds success or death.
the effort does not translate to achievement.
ALTERNATE PATHS 11/11/ 21
BY LYDIA BRESCIA
My eyes are leaking out the sorrow of a pain
deep within. Letting go of a passion boldly waved
before me like a matador teasing a bull.
It was a Probable reality rich with satisfaction
and Value Fulfillment trying to actualize
with Not Enough Fuel....
offering a glimpse of untold Joy mixed with Lessons.
Not chosen-an empty Pathway leading to some
Other reality, not mine!
That one was for someone else to try!
Then Hope opened another doorway
leading to some other reality an
even more Joyful probability...
This one ready to come into being!
This one, Ahhh.... includes all that's needed
to surpass the joys and pleasures and passions
even glimpsed in the un-created path!
These Lessons were learned with
Fun and abundance!
This alternate path has a Door
to the Universe Within! <3
LGB 2021
LIGHTED IN SPIRALS
Rewrite the stars,
Strip the firmaments,
Empty the stacks of rain
as the world moves slow mo'
in a spherical spirals of clouds.
Let brightness confine darkness
till the days are profitably used-up,
Then nights can steal day's glory;
Spin us all for the quickie,
Let destinies actualize speedily,
Then the world can only be ours
as we ravel in universe lighted spirals.
Did you think no one can rewrite the stars?
The answer lies in the belly of imagination.
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright©April 25th,2021.
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Accept! Accommodate!
Adjust! Agree! Adapt!
Admire! Appreciate!
Avoid all annoyance!
Act affectionately!
Advocate altruism!
Actualize agape!
It's snowing outside today
and sticking in spots
it's as cold as an icicle in the airway
our heat is kicking on lots
I've been thinking concerning messages
that gets sent by our work
I believe a misunderstanding regarding images
that aren't what I meant to perk
if that is the case I apologize
I'm not an evil person for sure
and appreciate the comments you actualize
I'll aim to be clearer adjure
the way I present is meant not to conflict
with anyone who does read
I hope my voice is clear and without to afflict
for I'm trying to be a careful creed
It's snowing outside tonight
it'll be gone by tomorrow it seems
I wish you all a swell night
in whatever time zone sweet dreams
Faith is conceptual belief
and like heaven itself
it needs no proof
as it transcends time, place,
history, culture and space.
Yet, as faithful as we may be,
we are not of heaven
but are beings of the earth—
Unable to divorce ourselves
from the experiences of time, place,
history, culture or perceived cosmic space.
Life is an earthbound reality
perceived and lived in time, place,
history, culture and space.
And liberation is not what we think
but what we must fight to ensure to be—
To merely seek, ask and knock
is as conceptual as faith is; whereas
fought for and won liberation
is the result of the reality of perceived truth:
you shall know the truth and the truth
shall set you free—free your mind and you are
not just what you think you are but who you are.
P.S: To think thoughts is one thing;
to actualize them is another thing.
Reality is not a concept but an actuality.
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