A papoose with a twin is papooses,
Double goose and get geese, but not gooses.
Pluralizing perplexes me,
Aggravates me, and vexes me,
And I suspect that it checks my creative juices.
1 November 2024 5:23 Pm
In the cold dark of night when hidden is the light
I sink into my mind and slowly loose my sight
My eyes reopen in a world out of time
The past the present the future all at once mixed out of line
I can not comprehend what it meant or should mean
Emotions surrounding me as my soul tries to scream
My scream sounds like laughter my anger feels like tears
Seconds, days, minutes, years all tormentous joys and fears
Roll over and over under my cover
My blanket becomes a field of clover
My enemy loves me, my lover hates me
Chaos is the order and reason aggravates me
Do I dream as I sleep these horrors and grief
Or is the dream my life and my life my relief
What is real and what is not
This world has us programmed and put on a spot
YESHUA help us and shorten the time
Before the time becomes the end of this rhyme
Somewhere in Russia there’s a pond
Blotched with the duckweed spots
It seems a middle of beyond
Although it might be not
A frog was sitting on a leaf
And then it jumped away
Perhaps it sensed a sign of whiff
Or anything that may
Disturb and interfere the frog’s
Criterias of peace
Another frog jumped on the log
To listen to the breeze
Somewhere in Russia there’s a rush
About the stones I throw
Into the water, for a splash
The fishes mind to blow
They dash to get a food to eat
Which aggravates my guilt
Cause its a stone instead of treat
That falls down to the silt.
At the end of each month
my hormones begin to flare
my body slowly manifesting
into a love child
of the Wolf Man
the cramps I feel
aggravates me each night
to jump from out my bed
and sprint into the streets
to howl at the sight
of the super moon
like a rooster
keeping everyone awake
at the peak of the night!
When you are down with low mood
You can recover if you are shrewd
When someone discourages badly
No doubt he behaves very rudely
In case you accept discouragement
Your mind indulges in bad-Government
When you now face a severe loss
Great anguish let it not cause
Losses in life are of course common
Never worry about it truly great men
Just analyze the loss with concern
Take remedial steps by being stern
Every problem has a solution
So never develop confusion
When by anxiety you are hit
It makes you sit feeling unfit
Depression aggravates trouble
Making mood bad and terrible
Hope and optimism and dynamism
Perpetuate finely sacred enthusiasm.
Rain showers in the summer heat
Elevating the oppressive humidity rankles
The biggest reason it does not excite me,
It aggravates my painful arthritic ankles.
Old age would certainly not be complete
Without these struggles to contend with
So, those longing for the retirement age,
Keep in mind, “golden years” is a myth!
Written June 21, 2021
Judgment
I read that a court of law renders judgments in legal matters.
Whether these judgments are arbitrated for the good of all or harbingers of evil.
As a Species, we make judgments on others based on what we experience and believe. Sometimes the judgements we make are in error and we seek why?
But what is the driving force of erroneous judgments?
Is it emotional fear which aggravates our judgement and creates more fear?
Those who are infected with this vicious cycle only believe that controlling others will they be safe, but they are not.
Emotional erroneous judgments are not based on logical process.
They will use this false judgement to divide others into manageable groups.
This is a fallacy.
It will only lead to the enslavement of the groups that are divided, however, those who enslave others are too enslaved.
Think bodyguards and restrictive movements based on animosity of the slaves.
Breaking this viciousness requires us to Love our enemies.
Show them that this love we have will free them from this bondage and free all into a more loving community.
As a united people across this world we will do wonders with the help of God.
-DI Greener
hosts grow
shyness and regret in his interactions
progressively aggravates in solitude
cubic room
in blurry white he involuntarily fasts
what hands urge for
Misery asphyxiates
as the world disintegrates,
yet the kookaburra laughs...
even if it aggravates!
BRIAN'S CHOICE L ,any form,any theme poetry contest
Contest Judged: 5/19/2020 (Winner: Honorable Mention)
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Date written: 05/17/2020
COVID-19 does not care what you have or don’t have, where you come from, or how long you been here. It only exploits our vulnerabilities as human beings.
It kills the rich and poor, old or young
Black or white, red or yellow, whatever.
It penetrates, separates, aggravates, intimidates,
It is a virus that doesn’t care who you are or what you do,
It is contagious, spread throughout the world,
Like a boomerang return to its form,
It spread doubt and unbelief.
COVID-19 is a weapon of mass destruction,
Damaging everything in its sights.
But you and I will fight its bites,
With all our might,
Through what God has promise…
“No weapon that is formed
Against you shall prosper,
And every tongue that shall rise
Against you in judgment,
You shall condemn.
This is the heritage of the
Servants of the LORD,
And their vindication is from Me,
Says the LORD.”
It is so peaceful today!
SHHHHHHH someone hisses.
You will ruin it.
But it really is a terrific day.
Three people give her a quick glare.
She laughs.
Not caring at all.
Optimism cannot be squelched.
She is in a wonderful mood.
Begins to sing Oh What a Wonderful Morning!
Loudly and proudly.
The naysayers are instantly in a bad mood.
Go home with glaring faces.
Silly co-workers.
She smiles at how well she can aggravate them
With sheer happiness.
I'm addicted to you and there's nothing I can do
No matter how hard I try to leave
I end up coming back to you
You've been there through my struggles
You've been there through the pain
I never knew my father
And my mother was far away
No one knows what I've been through
No one knows my story
But whenever I got tangled up
You're the one that kept me company
When I need you the most you do what's best for me
But when morning comes all my problems submerge me
You're like a virus that's planted deep inside my brain
I try to pull it out but it only aggravates the pain
I look you in the eyes I keep begging you to leave
You look right back at me and say laissez-moi tranquille
The more I try to let you go the harder it becomes
I regret the day I picked you up
You stupid bottle or rum
When you tell me you love me,
I don't just get butterflies in my stomach;
I get the whole damn zoo
I love you;
Even when all I want to do is strangle you
Even when your stupidity aggravates my very soul
Even in the midst of an argument
I love you;
When there's nothing but silence
When were just laying there eyes closed breathing the same air
When were driving to God knows where listening to stupid music
I love you;
Especially when you smile
Especially when you laugh
Especially when we kiss
I love you.
Traveling can be a pain,
Particularly on a plane.
You plan, you pack, you park, you wait
Until you find the proper gate.
You clutch ID and boarding pass
Then zigzag through the lines en masse,
Removing coats and belts and shoes
And pray you're not the one they choose...
A "random" check - you're patted down
By someone surly, with a frown
That's meant to let you know she's pissed
'Cause you might be a terrorist.
You make it through and grab your stuff
And find a seat. There aren't enough
So some folks stand 'til they announce
The boarding call; all flyers pounce.
The goal's to make it so your case
Will squeeze into a vacant space
And then you sit, your legs all squished -
Not quite as stress-free as you'd wished.
And yet - some time away awaits,
Well-worth whatever aggravates.
A change of scene, some treats to find
And all the humdrum left behind.
This little break is like a gift;
Your spirits get a needed lift.
The days will pass, the time will fly
And soon again, you'll surf the sky.
That obscene stare
aggravates the silicon
thrust. You become a victim
of an upheaval.
The white dwarfs have
invaded the blackboard.
You can get a glimpse
of unsolicited rape.
A cyanide capsule
hangs on your chest.
Will you commit a suicide
after an unnatural kill ?
It takes a toll. The
abuse of the fingers.
Instead of writing a name
you print the cave.
Satish Verma
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