Natural death licking aims
Now our bleach seasons heirs
And the pubis of public lore
Intrauterine spinning blue dream cream
Roils rushing a rock star’s semen searching
For golden lands of rum and sable ladies eyeing
Blown ear-drum truth percussive
Hand-grenade vibrator lipstick hash
Recall spinning reams in a hyperinflation
Of love overture blend ground night hues of whispers
Meaninglessness long snaking verbs of silence wilt low
Screw worm elect obscene emotive drooling apocalypses
Categories:
apocalypses, death, deep, evil, gothic,
Form: Free verse
A Shadowed, Darkened Course
by M. Griswold
10272020
I evoke a tale of a shadowed, darkened course.
Where death rides atop his ghostly gray horse.
He's astraddle his saddle with searching evil eye.
Scanning far then wide to spy who's next to die.
For no man nor woman that's ever been born.
Will escape this pale rider’s stare for the forlorn.
And upon each and all of us his gaze will rest.
Then withdraw our lives from hearts in breast.
Leeching, death latches upon our sorry bones.
Then drags us to where no good thing roams.
A place where shadows dwell and spirit’s groan.
A space of dank, darkened walls of a hellish tone.
Oh yes, I tell you a tale of all men's fearsome foe.
Of death and his dark place bare filled with woe.
I tell you this tale of death without any remorse.
Because it's all men's shadowed, darkened course.
Categories:
apocalypses, 8th grade, death, deep,
Form: Rhyme
birds fly unaware of the danger of the weather.
from their perspective they may not realize
the roofs that shelter us cloistered
trapped in wooden or cement crates
from above the birds follow, without knowing
the ordinary and corrosive parade of days
sabotaging and turning into trash
both dreams and desires
of human generations believed to have been chosen
the birds didn't feel
every sunset of this and other millennia
the scent of goodbye welling up from the shadows
and if later they saw in the avenues
the glare of aimless car headlights
didn't even understand that this is just
another one of the ways that men have
to escape their individual apocalypses
it was some old cold afternoon
that the birds have given up on understanding
the span of their wings and the reason for their lives
the origin of the impulse that took them to fly
it was on an afternoon just like this
long, cold and inhospitable
that the birds beat their wings hard and flew
looking to just be
Categories:
apocalypses, bird, metaphor, symbolism,
Form: Imagism
We thought we have two lives,
Al least one real, today none is real.
Apocalypses in the Bible, it was a human episode.
But now a different disaster.
In my mind, only digits I can see,
No birds, no roses, no trees, no fathers, no mothers.
Towns that are not towns.
Urgently, I need to skype Mayans and
Neruda: Is so happens, I am sick to be a man.
The center is an absence, of a point, of infinity.
We need presence.
Categories:
apocalypses, confusion, emotions, environment, humanity,
Form: Free verse
~The Mark Of The Beast~
(Free Verse)
The Antichrist is coming
People on earth be prepared
Do not take the mark
The mark of the beast
Do not let him mislead you
Do not give up your soul
For God had foretold
He will surely provide
The Antichrist is coming
The horses of the Apocalypses I hear
Them, they're getting closer
Do not take the mark of the beast
Do not let him deceived you
Do not let him lead you strayed
Do not let him destroy your soul forever
Please, Do not take the mark.
666 is the mark of the beast.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2002
May.16.2015
Authors footnotes:
My poem here is inspired not just by fiction, but, by the Holy Bible, the Book of Revelations, the book of Daniel, etc
Categories:
apocalypses, bible, dark, evil, god,
Form: Free verse
Farewell! Oh my sire
King of once empire
I walked out at doomed in those spooky nights
Just to see you naked and died!
Who are you to killed those men?
Are you out of your mind?
Oh sire! You fought like Trojan war
And looking for Achilles heel in reward!
Who are you sire?
You the mogul of dismay!
See the apocalypses and omen of world
Are you not afraid of judgement decode?
You coward!
You ruined everything over three hundred decades
Spare! Spare forgiveness!
I will hence thee witnesses
Oh sire! What have you done?
Its getting out of hand?
Two tormoils at once!
Ho! You never be gutsy I know you can't
Oh sire it's not yet the end
Go and change!
Give peace among foes of Spartans men
And you still barbaric in the end.
Categories:
apocalypses, betrayal, power, war,
Form: Verse
The Anticrist is coming
People on earth be prepared
Do not take the mark
The mark of the beast.
Do not let him mislead you
Do not give up your soul
For God had foretold
He will provide.
The Anticrist is coming
The horses of the Apocalypses I hear
They're getting closer
Do not take the mark of the beast.
Do not let him deceived you
Do not let him lead you astrayed
Do not let him destroy forever your soul.
Do not take the mark, please
666 is the mark of the beast!
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
November,22,2014
Categories:
apocalypses, bible, christian,
Form: Free verse
(Inspired not by fiction, BUT,by the Holy Bible,the Book of Revelations,Daniel, etc)
The Anticrist is coming
People on earth be prepared
Do not take the mark
The mark of the beast.
Do not let him mislead you
Do not give up your soul
For God had foretold
He will provide.
The Anticrist is coming
The horses of the Apocalypses I hear
They're getting closer
Do not take the mark of the beast.
Do not let him deceived you
Do not let him lead you astrayed
Do not let him destroy forever your soul.
Do not take the mark, please
666 is the mark of the beast!
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2005-2008
December,10,2008
Categories:
apocalypses, confusion, history, inspirational, life,
Form: Free verse