The goldfish follows me
As I cross the room
Bubbles aerate his coral
His eyes darken
His movements deliberate
I fear he dreams
of being a shark
And of me
falling into his bowl.
Per drawn orphic sight, a ringed rainbow moon.
Feather swims in a vagrant squall, plummets,
burden bobbing outstretched like some mushroom,
spirals expel rippled waves pirouettes.
Aurora whisper opportune saffron,
forge balms beam strands to aerate crown's vastness,
errant gasp caught in raptured mist, lissome
Brief rain on lain shape of the gods vanish.
Pristine manna with a sigh midst hollow,
steep in prismatic poise purged euphoric.
Voice guides dulcet zephyrs to arousal.
Imagery caprices waft chimeric.
Vesper, yon the zenith of Terra's, take,
occasions a sign as moonglade o'er lake.
Flour, baking powder, sugar, salt
must be integrated smoothly, to a fault
if what is baked will turn out good
keeping it all in proportion, as one should
"Sifting sad shadows from the past"
to aerate lighter memories that will last
helps break down the bigger lumps
of those times feeling down in the dumps
Having a memory a bit more like a sieve
may not be such a bad way to live
introspection shakes up, softens time
laughing later-- adds a hint of lime
death cannot endure eternity ~ if it could we’d never be born
(quote by poet)
Find rhapsody, great rhapsody, fomenting on high seas
Come lift up waves of despondency, I’m flailing so deep
Bamboozle revenant senses, restore my latent zeal
Overwhelm one million fold, melancholy drowning me
Find ecstasy, give ecstasy, paralyse me with bliss
I’m hooked on saline solution, and compelled to resist
Rejuvenate exuberance, nullify emptiness
I want to be possessed again, in a wild wanton kiss
Find buoyancy, come buoyancy, aerate this lowly soul
Raise me up to the firmament, let heaven take control
I’ll face down blackest ether, see beyond its parasol
Never again to sit stagnant, just to bow shall I stall
Find gravity, sheer gravity, falls short on temple steps
Pressurising in nature, stopped dead in a gods codex
Free now to bathe in mercy, overcome but not by depth
Expanding on forever, where beginnings intersect
By
David Kavanagh
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On the brush of morning a wisp of air
a tendril round my senses, like sweet perfume
Liquid skies that move with the waves
of a soft whispering wind
Calling the birds of the air, calling butterflies;
Each jostled thought calms as my remote lips
cup and my eyes feast on a clear view
of one Godly, beautiful day*
Special calls from ancient pine trees with arms
loaded with pinecones and sentinel scents
My oh my, how I love the early morning
with all its aerate lawns and flower beds
First glance, first kiss, first contact
nature is cupping her velvet ear and
listening to me, truly listening;
As I gulp each morsel of peace it imparts,
I know without doubt that have been
truly love, this very morning.
July 30, 2022
Mystic Rose
Example for contest
this morning.
Decreased dissension
grudgingly did abate
unclouded protests trumpet
Trump to abdicate
irrefutable proof generates
activist voices to accumulate
linkedin over Green Party
blessedly to administrate
hoop fully figurative tide
will turn and aerate
political atmosphere whereby
progressive minds will affiliate
otherwise business as usual,
cuz spewing deadly particulate
will only aggravate
dire straits, where
webbed wide world series
of unfortunate events will airdate
prophetic apocalyptic fate
especially if nonprogressive
stodgy commander in chief re-elected
flush with bigotry and hate
increased chance (chants) ripe state
for revolution avast swath
of population to amalgamate,
and overthrow anachronistic government
absolute zero survival unless dramatic
nondestructive strategy eschewed
to supplant exploitation and mandate
radical transformation, which dramatic
shift off grid if lucky requisite
Earth friendly manufacturing
can possibly ameliorate.
Tryst edged ... Aurora whisper serendipitous saffrons,
e'er forging balms beamish strands to aerate crown's expanse, whilst bestrewn
lissome mists waltzes amongst errant gasp caught in rapture.
An ephemeral cloudburst evaporates on supine
silhouettes of the gods. Pristine manna with a sigh ... midst hollow
utter, guides dulcet zephyrs to petrichor arousals.
Purged euphoric realm steep in its prismatic solitude
poise, waft chimerical imagery effervescent caprices,
volley afar ... harks labyrinths mellifluous murmur.
Vesper, yon the zenith of Terra, breathe his claim toward
the cosmos, granting resplendent panacea a vestured vault,
... occasions an epiphany as moonglade o'er a lake.
Earth
Arid
Red
Terra Firma
Hard
Air
Aerate
Inflate
Refresh
Fire
Fierce
Indiscriminate
Raging
Embers
Water
Wet
Aquatic
Thirst-quenching
Ebb
Rain
I mount my steed
on decorative saddle
then trot into town
with a .45 brandished
to aerate my foot
since too dense
to be sorry for
this stoic limp or
whatever it was your
mouth just shot off about.
Tonight, in dark crescendo, rise the worms
to sniff the dampened crust of fresh thawed earth
bathe under flickering, cloud spaced, moon
aerate the very ground that bids them birth
Mock the darkened sight of “early birds”
wriggle at the touch of spring’s chill breeze
knowing that in half – they still are whole
and these…these single moments…they must seize.
Or be denied the nuances of life
at levels deemed beneath the worth of man
raising eyeless heads they search blind skies
for vision needs not sight in nature’s plan.
Come touch the moistened earth - bask in its scent
embrace, with darkened eyes, nature’s assent.
John G. Lawless
©9/2/2018
Door to bliss open wide
In spite of little inconveniences
You suffer when bad blood to my head feeds the pride
You and I strive to stray from conveniences
We ought to enjoy without regret
Any time we fancy fun
Meant to delight you and I without any indiscreet secret
To harbor when pain and strain run
Away from the tryst we cherish
In the morning, at noon, at night
In our cosy home love we nourish
Holding on to each other tight
Savouring the joy and honour to belong to each other
In perfect peace
Regardless of the wintry weather
In which blooming bliss gains an increase
In form, quality and substance
Whether the sky turns grey, blue or red
To ensure love science, stance and circumstance
We don’t tear to a shambolic shred
Because love tastes sweeter
When we aerate it, water it and nourish it
In a real time union, not on Facebook, email or Twitter
Because our diligence for purpose make our love fit.
Hot humid air
Raindrops punctuate;
Rainy rhythm sums
~~~~~~~~~
Teatime chat
Two old friends;
Ideas escalate
~~~~~~~~~
Old estate tour
Catchup gossip;
Weather highlights
~~~~~~~~~
Essays aerate
Symbols tell;
Profound charade
~~~~~~~~~
Stray hallway music
Blues singer croons;
Long-forgotten tune
~~~~~~~~~
Bad mojo
Vile rumours show;
Sick charades
~~~~~~~~~
Protest march
Human outcry;
Demands echo
~~~~~~~~~
Detect plight
Risk in-flight;
Who is right?
~~~~~~~~~
Angry words
Clash of wills;
Compromise dead
~~~~~~~~~
Death hurls
Forced entry;
Sudden departure
~~~~~~~~~
Memory swipe
Not much here;
Dying embers
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
21 September 2016
Singapore
Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.
All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction,
yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
I'd better print a full retraction,
they're not grisly, they're just fine!
Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.
All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction
Yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
think I'll print a full retraction
they're not grisly, they're just fine!
Worms are grisly,
quite abhorrent,
slimy, and a world apart from
style and character I'll warrant.
All they do is wriggle,
wiggle to distraction,
captured by the early bird
they're skewered to inaction
Yet they aerate the soil,
help in nature's grand design,
think I'll print a full retraction
they're not grisly, they're just fine!
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