I am silvery and clear—have no cultural biases.
I quickly consume all that I analyze.
Without affiliations or antagonisms, I am.
I am neither harsh nor untrustworthy.
On the opposite wall—I contemplate.
It has a blotchy pink hue—I've seen it for a while.
It's probably in my mind—yet it flutters.
The sights and darkness restrain us apart.
A frog in a well—has never seen an ocean.
As you delve into the abyss,
Roots and buds grow deeper.
In the sky there—grows a tree called "Life."
And the marvel isn't alone in the sky.
I hold it dear in my heart.
I maintain it close to my heart.
Accept a tally of—our affection for You.
You have my undying—boundless love.
While unseen, my soul reaches you.
Smiles and despair have been my life!
With my grief and the faith of my youth.
Written: March 16, 2023
Brian Strand Contest No 1199 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Categories:
antagonisms, appreciation, life,
Form: Free verse
All the men in the upper deck
Are after my fragile neck;
For every step of mine, the longest check;
Looking for plans of mine to wreck…
God! Did I their wives’ cheeks peck?
These guys could my body toss into a beck!
Now, on my defensive right hand
Is assaulting gravelly sand
I had sourced from a sympathizing land,
Bearing though A keep Off!” Red Band;
The sand its way shall find into eyes;
While I coolly assemble excusable lies…
What I’m fighting: Antagonisms
From ten hateful organisms.
Categories:
antagonisms, bullying, evil, forgiveness, violence,
Form: Rhyme
Taste all the antagonisms,
dare to live in to impulses
to be perplexed before abysses,
not living before pulses...
Not having out of love,
warmth, shelter and rest
be shot down, with radiance
be simple but of proud guest...
Savor hemlock for wine,
disdain profit and ruin
but relish the beau nest
Giving body and soul and fate
and wait in disillusionment,
this is love, no mistake... !
Categories:
antagonisms, adventure, allegory, allusion, analogy,
Form: Sonnet
From here I see you lost, clapping your hands on birthdays, getting worse with the years, never failing to disappoint. From here I see the roofs of the houses where I could have been a father, a good son, but also all the ones I would be are lost, all fleeing in their automobiles, poisoning the streets with tears falling from every face I had, while the rats would continue invading the patios full of trinkets, walking on plastic tables, on old vases with dried foliage, daring through the cracks in the doors, ignoring the loves built and broken in each room, gnawing the lamps, the cribs, the walls and the foundation of the world. It's like a sentence and then we know we'll never go back inside ourselves, where we once found what felt like peace, what should have been light, like the soft presence of those we thought loved us, before they showed their weapons in the quiet afternoons in which our hearts should be calm, playing at not listening to the arrival of rats, the imposition of antagonisms, the transformation of our dreams into scars, the slow and constant emptying of what was once our life full of life.
Categories:
antagonisms, world,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
subdivided into pities and regrets,
radiating dark pain of disappointment,
on the face semi plastic caustic opaque
already smeared blood and venom.
but isn't everything the same?
I mean, our usual acid,
like the gray word clothed with edges,
or eyes that have given up the light,
our heavy presence in this fragile environment...
we already know very well
that the elliptical orbit of amazement is eternal,
a gravitational loop that attracts us
and then throws our self steem space away,
leaving us naked as savages,
clinging to the heat of lies
that warmed the ice of our failures.
(and is this endless walk through the sphere bathed by photons right?
this is the destiny, crossing all equators with bitten nails,
bloodshot eyes of someone who forgot to sleep and dream in the last century?
anger has only one facet and it is a deep black wound,
it scratches the sky and is a vertical and dizzying curse,
it is spear and dagger that stabs the air and draws tears from the dirty stars.
the universe was right to not allow me to fly
because I would be a kind of swift tragedy,
spewing radioactive sunflowers over every naive life like mine).
Categories:
antagonisms, angst, conflict, sorrow,
Form: Carpe Diem
Prove the antagonisms,
dare to cede to impulses
be perplexed by chasms,
not living before pulses ...
Not having out of love,
warmth, shelter and rest
be slaughtered, with a glow
be simple but proud must
Taking hemlock for wine,
disdain profit and ruin
but delight that sans whine
Offer body, soul and fate
and wait in disillusionment,
this is love, without mistake ...!
Categories:
antagonisms, allusion, emotions, extended metaphor,
Form: Sonnet
Taste the antagonisms,
dare to surrender to impulses
be perplexed by abysses,
not living before wrists ...
Not having out of love,
warmth, shelter and rest
being shot down with glow
be simple but proud ...
Imbibe hemlock for wine,
scorn profit and ruin
but absorb the pleasure
of the nest
Donate body and soul and fate
and wait in the disappointment,
this is love, no mistake ...!
Categories:
antagonisms, allusion, art, beauty, emotions,
Form: Free verse
Trepidation explodes into volcanic fear
Takes off like wild fire burnt alive
Rolls molten lava down the mountain
Butters the melted soul to silence
Over run by soldiers out of control
The covered dead fill in the valley
Infantries spread to an infinity of hills
A vacated image of a soldier in a mirror
Once a spy or simply a humble man
An ego reflected in repose in melancholy
The war grows with the dead
Executed by the military code
Antagonisms exaggerated calm
Line up the men one by one
Place a cannon ball square right there ready
Aim steady through the eyes between the ears
Give a cigarette if they desire
Fire!
Categories:
antagonisms, anxiety, conflict, death, image,
Form: Free verse
Regrets
Antagonisms perceived
Leave us aggrieved
Hearts broken
Tender spirits token
Words miss-read
Actions miss-lead
Clamors in the night
Pleading miss-sight
Sides taken
Lines shaken
Blindness bodes
Heavier loads
Rashness steps
Action’s regrets
Unthinking eyes
When misery cries
Matters adrift
Sieve and sift
Love enduring
Pardons ensuing
Antagonisms perceived
Leave us aggrieved
Hearts broken
Tender spirits token
Categories:
antagonisms, forgiveness, introspection,
Form: Free verse