Trust
a monopoly
the fickle
must earn
Rooted
in confidence
their faith
must confirm
Trust
is a progeny
whose offspring
endures
Embraced
by the concept
all parties
— adjure
(The New Room: October, 2024)
Paralyzed
Obscured by an air of grief
Waves of unending gloom
Followed by a deep sense of dread
The world pours itself down an endless pit of doom
Every word belies itself at it's inception
Torn in two by the speaker
A cantacerous clammering inside, yearning for truth
Every day a another lie, making us stronger yet weaker
One moment a feining of the pasts simplicity
An adjure of release or respite
But like every past moment
It is taken by the userper, another fight
This life is not meant for the meek
It is not meant for any child of mine
To have to recount any would leave me speechless
How do I put in words that we are not fine
You will be used
You will be abused
Do not quit but do not be silent
Least they be amused
Take heart, sweetheart
In a moon landscape, aloof night sprays of light.
A child's eyes well up! Beams of luminescence cling.
Angel marvels and ponders the modern World's blight.
The wispy style of savvy trees boldly veils the evening.
Your parents may not live forever, as they will a day!
The rusted river bangs to the noise of mist plunging,
Meanwhile, re-mixing with the planet's existing vitality!
Sadness, the force of my cynicism, greets me with sorrow.
And if it hadn't been for my injuries sustained sensitivity,
Perhaps the delight I've found in myself will also grow!
Devils haunt the night's fading interior atmosphere.
My gullible mind swings in twirl froths while I bestow.
My sad, strong face wipes the nervous laughter severe.
When will the Universe's beaming embraces adjure?
Written: January 2, 2022
We supplicate her when we mourn
She is the rose and we the thorn
to those who sorrowfully grieve
alone, bewildered and forlorn
She offers sinners a reprieve
and comforts sad hearts that aggrieve
Lifts us up when we're feeling down
In her we must deeply believe
She can remove a worried frown
Rescue us when we start to drown
Grant us the courage to endure
A saving grace without a crown
Humbly, do we pray to ensure
our faith is virtuous and pure
This Christian virtue we should seek
For hope we pray. God, we adjure
He blesses the modest and meek
who are weary, fragile and weak
But with hope as a dividend
our lives will no longer look bleak
On our Lord's love we can depend
Hope He provides as a godsend
to ease fears and anxieties
God is our Father and our Friend
Magnolia and pink mimosa
garden path with swollen dirt
from pop-up storms.
Cloud cover’s pleasant,
slightly sultry.
I, the adult,
adjure my joints to sport.
Delight of finger flowers,
red trumpet bling,
along the meander
of old man creek.
Kids of Summer,
dip thigh-deep,
‘neath the wooden bridge.
Swings seizing the edge,
slides a-whiz,
rainbow puddles.
Pleasantries exchanged
between adults
with perceptive eyes
and wry smiles.
Unleashed from indoors,
pups pull on their leashes
desperate to be kids.
6/28/2021
You wrinkle up your nose,
At your neighbor's dirty doorstep,
Peering through the grimy streaks,
Upon his window pane.
Making fun, reminding him,
Lest anyone forget,
The shameless way he's led his life,
His only claim to fame.
You point out each and every fault,
Each source of strife, contention.
No one that you know is safe.
You preach and you adjure.
'Cause saving their immortal souls,
Is your main intention.
You want to help them mend their ways,
To turn from things impure.
You don't mean to cause upset,
Don't mean to cause contention,
When you point out their short comings,
With helpful criticism.
You're only trying to help them,
Because you're a good Christian;
But they only feel your curses,
and your spiteful cynicism
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
Come forth!
From that square lifeless wood
I adjure you,
From the breast of your captor cease,
Dare nature's will and power to hold you still
Fight from within you
And break those shackles
Of audacious cruelty.
Loose yourself from the bond
Of death's hostility
Can you hear me?
He that was pronounced dead
Living on our minds like a dream
Stop our grief and shame
from the veils of darkness.
Come forth!
From the grave. Take hold of life
The earth's empty by your departure .
Rage, Howl, And Awake.
Empty the grave at this command
Break the doors! Loose the grips!
Come forth!
If there are ears in the dark,
Then out as we wait.
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Resigned to know I feel my heart
a beating drum to reach a stage
toward getting older where I feel
the aches and pain, that sometimes rage
With other aliments to inure
and aid from someone to adjure
improve myself where I assuage
measure my mind just as a guage
And as a Phoenix, I evolve
adopt its motif to resolve
in thought and purpose, I renew
my waning years, I bid adieu
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Come forth!
From that square lifeless wood
I adjure you
From the breast of your capture cease.
Dare nature's will and power
To hold you still
Fight from within you
And break those shackles
Of audacious cruelty.
Loose yourself from the bond
Of death's hostility
Can you hear me?
He that was pronounced dead
Living on our minds like a dream
Stop our grief and shame
The veils of darkness.
Come forth!
From the grave.
The earth's empty by your leave.
Rage! Howl! ! And Awake! ! !
Empty the grave at this command
Break the doors! Loose the grips!
Come forth!
If there are ears in the dark,
Then out as we wait
A heart's nobility
feeling's ethics
a journey of romance
beyond allure
emotions' adjure
for honestness
and soundness
that is sown
both by heart
and mind
in a gardern of joy
where lies wither
truth is harvested
love's accession
in the soul's throne
where life remains
peace rules
pain is vanquished.
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Reality brings fault,
Dexterity adjure lots.
Humanity thrives in discipline,
Spirituality; Irony of the discipline.
Obscurity veils the luxury,
Promscuity sketched variant worries.
Beastiality craves to give his say,
Honosexuality,kneels to pray.
Purity alone present us as a worthy sacrifice.
Eternity; Paradise,our only love,hell's vice.
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After the song of my pen,
Strokes of lyrics she had lent.
Then was i pushed spiritually,
To adjure the piece done materially.
My feet was reluctant to thread,
As my worms the meal read.
The white substance from the family of grain,
Was a-stay to meal on my intestine rain.
Despisingly,i paid the first bill,
My legs did the earth fill.
And as i bow in the middle of the store,
Saw i an hefty merchant on a gown without flaw.
Against my knee,my glottis plea 'Who is this?',
Then did he say,he came to take your thank's bill.
c.2017
I was told of a secret long time ago,
It was shared by someone I once did know,
He confided, that joys of living abound
When mortals are willing to go around,
The fruits from seeds they do lovingly sow;
I asked him, how could one be patient lifelong
Forsake earthy pleasures that often throng?
He said it was hard but he knew it for sure
As grave angels had told him to adjure,
Solemn wisdom to be carried along;
I concurred, but asked if it wasn't too late -
Having learnt such deeper secrets innate,
Had it been earlier it would have had worth
Times when we were walking freely on earth,
Not when bequeathed with a corpse's fate.
***********
Sunshine bursts with lovely adjure
All over the land of no snow, taboo
In all the land on sunshine days a blur
Closing doors life outdoors is the rule
Open minds open hearts fear away
All values clear on sunshine days everywhere
'Tis not a dream, competition slows, as snow goes
Steam rises from the land somewhere
The glare of sunshine glances off a window and rolls
Along the heart, into the aged, balancing on a beam
Belongs to each not someone else, races along a stream
The silver rills gleam upstream- sunshine coming clean
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