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Back to the future

Back to the future, 
the matured drawing bord...
The indelible sword of the allure that seduces her.
Her edge, it does not end...
instead, it bends into the infinite,
the undefinitive depth of what was and what is,
attractive...
reflective...
primitive...
Her pulse, pressing immovably
against her immutable mind...
She is a goddess, I must confess,
a kind of powerful rhyme,
a dime a dozen a thousand times.
Oh why!
Why does my poetry live and die
at the inception of her word?
The amenable nerd, 
the affection of my mental arection.
I am not ashamed, nor do I wish to subdue...
or tame...
the flame burning in my name.
In the name of liberty and luxury
and lust...I must!
For it would surely be, a bona fide crime,
to decline the art just waiting to climb
from your lips, my prolific truth drips and dribbles,
Tantalizing...
Realizing...
Fantasizing...

Premium Member SHIFTING DREAMS -:-

SHIFTING DREAMS -:-
clear
 definite
ideas

intermingle
commemorate 

with OPEN-MINDNESS

light
  amenable
charm

absorbing 
pleasures

so TENDER&SUBLIME 

embodiments 
 pairing
phenomena 

antithethically
acknowledged

My Body, My Temple

This is MY body. MY temple. MY fortress,
It doesn't come with permissions through the way that I dress.

You have zero rights to do what you please,
If I show some skin, it doesn't make me a tease. 

You cannot grab my cookie and expect to be safe,
You should however prepare to be clocked in the face.

As a woman who's been silent for way too long,
Nows the time to stand up and its time to be strong.

When I dress my body its for my own pleasure,
Not for you to go forcefully digging for treasure.

When I dress provocatively it is NOT for your ease,
It certainly doesn't mean I belong on my knees. 

I choose to dress in all sorts of ways,
Depending on what I'm needing those days.

To feel powerful, confident, sexy or comfortable,
Not for you to sit there and judge if I'm able. 

Women keep rising because we are unbreakable,
We come back harder, stronger and less amenable. 

You don't own me, my body, or my rights,
So stop trying to dominate the women who bring you life.


Carried away

Somewhat needed.
Your presence allows me to feel...
effectively treated.
Fleeting.
As is all.
Resting Ever tentatively.
Enticing Ever memorably from, I can't recall?
Incessant static, analogous to comparison. 
Amenable.
Hits the spot.
Chasing what you've lost.
By leaving it behind.

Premium Member Eco-Maniacs

Ecomaniacs tilt at windmills and joust at clouds
    Don Quixotes screaming out loud

  Climate Change!  Global Warming!  CO2!
    as if you think Nature's amenable to you  

  Don't scream yourself hoarse! God's kept the Universe fit
    over centuries and millenia ~ as humanity flutters and flits

Nismo Is So Nimble

Bulky ute voyeur selects sleek sporty stalion
    Driving by, supersedes her oversized sedan
    Wide wheel arches have Porche comparison
    Voracious engine's enthuse easily enchants


     Large car cast dispelled by lacklustre Calais
     Original conjur 370Z parked beside boring
     Low leg swing exclusive slide in, magic valet
     Over revved start stabs adrenalin assuring 
     

     Our dear Dara, choice contacted in December
     Available last minute to test drive his beast
     Black gloss road boss, enlarged 'lungs' terror
     Capable crazy bitumen baby, tester pleased


     Ultimate Man concurs, the amenable outcome
     Keys in her hand a few days after, aura froze
     Couldn't imagine huge generosity from anyone
     Racing car reap, increase on what she sows

 
     Merry go round roads, another showoff slotted 
     Silver pole stabilised glides in Surfers cycle
     Crosslane carousel onlookers, briefly besotted
     By hot hoof nimble Nissan race horse style






         28th March
         Too Great of a Man


Premium Member Rain

Rain
cheery, amenable
cooling, soaking, quenching
gardens, crops, thistles, weeds
growing, choking, drying
leachy, noxious
drought

8/7/2022

Creating

If we’d had the opportunity to paint together in the past
whatever we would have made with the frayed bristles 
of our brushes would likely have reflected both our flaws
autistic art unable to attend to its own subject matter
finding themselves without a place 
within the museums of this woeful world’s walls
In a way I regret what I put onto canvas 
when I was still capable of creating 
considering the sorry state of this gallery 
in which they will hang long after I am gone
though if your heart is set and your happiness 
depends on the undertaking of such a collaboration 
I’m sure there’s other amenable artists 
out there somewhere whom you should be seeking 
instead of wasting your time sticking around 
this sterile studio where all the pigments have dried up

Some Are

Some are ……
(Poetic Form:: Argonelles)

Many
are too illogical;
very difficult to convince.
Disputes settled but they'll dismiss;
tried but impossible.

Some are
self-centered, each issue
they'd examine to find what's for
them, if no gain felt, won't care more
discourse to continue.

A few
are unreasonable;
they will behave in such a way
that's unfair, one can't make headway;
they're not amenable.
~X~X~X~

Smile If You Can

SMILE IF YOU CAN!
 
Entangled betwixt the web of life,
Whence facing a situation terrible;
Support all lost, roads all crossed,
Befogged vision, intent ambiguous;
Amidst the hassle, resistant struggle,
Attempt with a tranquil earnest persistence;
Overlook the distress; Smile if you can!

The inevitable confusion life presents,
Assessing the worth of an earthling’s presence;
Not solely one but inclusive of all,
Each one’s life’s brimful of strife;
Struck at some point with forces adverse,
Troubled to the core, agonized heart-broken;
Overlook the adversity; Smile if you can!

When confronting a rival, mighty, callous,
Retaliate not with revenge, provoke not thyself;
Instill thy benevolence in thy rival’s heart,
Bestow thy compassion, benign goodness;
Leave not thy stance, amenable, cordial,
To smile at an enemy is to disarm him;
Forgive thy enemy; Smile if you can!

Remain Amenable

R-ighteousness
U-nder
B-ible
Y-ields

P-romises
A-s
C-reator
A-lmighty
M-akes
A-dherents
R-emain
A-menable

Topic: Birthday of Ruby Pacamara (March 12) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

Sarah Hill Revision Second Page

youngest progeny Shana Aubrey Harris did need
recipient (thine offspring)
     received private lessons to help her lead
a supposed "normal" life,
     thus this biological papa did heed
and amenable, lovable, valuable rudiments
     of classroom ABC's a challenging deed

for thee lass aye helped beget, yet
a quiet riotous soiree
     along information super highway got set
     within my imagination
achingly longing to compose a poem
     for this righteous dignified dame whose net

whose, incalculable interpersonal worth
voiced melodically ineluctably seduced, sans mirth
and athletic physique
     goaded this married father

to attempt some organization awakened image (to be,
     or not to be dwelling) within remote hamlet
     with rustic cabin crackling hearth
dormant libido (bereft within marriage)
     toward some unknown outcome,

     yet how grand to parlay pregnant girth
without intent to convey any further details
     cuz message of unequivocal charm
minus additional intent for physical interaction
   brought joie de vivre deliverance on this Earth.

River Dreams

SECRETS IN MY PAST
LONG OVER ME, OUTLAST
TRUE I GIVE WITHOUT TAKING
TAKING FROM ANYONE SHAKING
FROM THE EARTHQUAKE 
LIFE'S LIES I FORSAKE
TO IGNORE BLISS
BECOMING MERE MIST
MAGIC TRICKS UPON MY DEATH
REASSURING YOUR FAITH
THE CANOE ROWS AWAY
TO THE FLIPPED UNDERWAY
HOLDING AN ENCHANTER GOLDEN TICKET
COMES WITH ITS UNCONTROLLABLE CURSE
AMENABLE YES, BUT NEVER NURSED
COMPLETELY OPTIMISTIC
CHANGING STATISTIC
EXCELLENCE OF ROWING RIVER STREAMS
GIVES ME DELUSIONAL DREAMS
WHERE AM I STANDING
WHO IS THAT CALLING
BACKGROUNDS UNCHANGED
NAIVELY I PURSUE WITH RAGE
FINDING TRUE DARKNESS
FIGHT RELENTLESS
AGAINST MYSELF,THIS UNIVERSE
FOR WE ARE PUPPETS OR A VERSE
TO WHOM & WHATS THE PURPOSE
FANTASIES OF RIVERS FLOWING UPSTREAM
TO THE BEGINNING OF ITS ORIGIN
THAWS MY BRAIN'S RELIGION
EXPECTING TO SEE THE UNSPEAKABLE

Ingratitude

INGRATITUDE

How could you give me such extreme distress
While my care for you has always been so strong
When you erred in thinking you were a success
Did I not show you, where you were going wrong

When you spent such toil on your pathetic writing
I revealed how you were wasting all your time
I put you right and helped you with my chiding
To get you straight and back again in line

The expression of ideas you took delight in
And wilfully disputed truth in mine
Why couldn't you conform and stop the fighting
Your rebelliousness it really was a crime

You would still be in religious cult induction
If I hadn't made a plan for your salvation
Though you fought and screamed that it was an abduction
For your sake we had to use incarceration

With your protests diagnosed as bipolarity
A psychiatrist said psych-medicine would be kind
Then a good dose of electroconvulsive therapy
Brought you to a more amenable frame of mind

And yet you now show such a lack of gratitude 
All my caring seems to be misunderstood
And I find it hard to understand your attitude
Since I've always done what's purely for your good

Do We See

A sense of the universe
In all its diverse
Forms can give rise
To a profound apprehension of the lies
That abound
All around
As if we prefer not to see
How we
Are implicated at the very core
In a raw
Vital way in ecological catastrophe
By our desire for mastery
To be in charge of our fate
And we refuse to wait
To recognise deep within our heart
That we are part
Of the what we perceive to be the stuff of the real
And to recognise our need to heal
What is out of kilter with God’s rhythm
 So when we find ourselves caught in a gigantic schism
We must not deny
The moat in our own eye
The block
That enables us to mock
The wonder of creation
As if life was all imagination
Amenable to sophisticated modifications 
Subtle alterations
And not a gift given us by life’s creator
Humankind’s maker
For we are not the end of the story
And God is the source of true glory
Do we dare to pause and ponder?
The sheer wonder
That life is not something for us to sift
And re-arrange but is a gift
To treasure
Beyond all that we can ever measure
                                                              Jane Tatum©

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