you yearn for
the scribble
poem in rain
like a dressmaker
of waves &
ebbing
sociableness
Yet
the steam
surrounding you
glide
the zephyr
Within other
proclivity &
given
appropriateness
Infrequently
shepherd
the driblets
within
your hunt
natural
grants are
sustaining the
precipitousness
Written: May 13, 2022
A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
Categories:
appropriateness, analogy, appreciation, earth, rain,
Form: Other
There are triggers...
and then there are triggers.
When the stars above shine on me,
I am always aware that you trigger something within me.
What you trigger is loving.
You warm my heart
and sometimes chase me away in sadness.
But tonight you warm my heart.
Thank you. I have been wondering
many things.
The universe has no interest in what I know,
but occasionally peeks in to see how I've grown.
That eye...is not accompanied by ears.
Have you ever noticed that?
I don't want to be left behind...
and suddenly I'm that 16 year old girl
and like a box of discarded items
my parents moved several states away.
That is mine, my emotional problem. I own that.
So I send it back to it's source, return to sender,
and bless him on his path.
I am cleaning my field
in the autumn of my life.
working out shortcomings -
appropriateness...
buffing down and softening those hard spots,
that have been misperceived as strength.
Please don't misunderstand the love you trigger.
It is appropriate,
not the intimate kind,
although it is personal.
So I send you love.
Yes, there are triggers...
and then there are triggers.
I seek out inspiration.
Categories:
appropriateness, life, light, love,
Form: Free verse
An empress, or the wife of an emperor,
Had great domestic power outright,
Tremendous personal dictation over,
Her dressing aids and fashion sight.
She could criticise the food for happiness,
Sleep with whoever servants she liked,
Could advise on political appropriateness,
In matters important, by her mate hiked.
Businesswomen in the seventies sank,
Found it hard to surface in a male world,
Because they were going out with rank,
Downing the empress’s domestic hold.
So Mrs Thatcher changed my life straight,
Enabled many women to lead and earn,
By retaining their domineering weight,
Whilst determining, managing to govern.
I did not give to her my vote, I rejected,
But I sure did appreciate her step, progress,
The connection between empress selected,
And the businesswomen without regress.
Categories:
appropriateness, discrimination, hero, history, visionary,
Form: Quatrain
The appropriateness of our actions, the Lord
Expects from us to see
Not
The eloquence of our masterfully constructed
Verses, He to hear!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
09 February 2015
Categories:
appropriateness, god, introspection, writing,
Form: Epigram
I keep ringing your phone
Only to get back the last memory again
A voice frilled with youth
Laughing at the old man's obstinacy
One day you shall wish to find
In the centripetal torment of the world
I still pray for you
That his promise to you only good
And not evil
Through all your unmeasured out days
Will be more obstinate than my love.
I once rocked you from side to side
And know more days with you still
That any journal
Written between coffee break and lunch
Or long nights of absences and lies
To the empty heart supplied.
When you remember this and call
May lips not be sealed
Under some slab by a concrete wall
I just want to hear your voice ring
In my heart once again
ii
Are you whole yet
Or you still afraid of shadows
Painted by your regrets
In the minds of crowds?
Can you make a fool of yourself
And love the way
The world laugh with you in a silly moment
Can you be yourself
And be proud of who you are
And your freedom not to follow some script
Of self appropriateness?
I tell you there is no success
Like the maturity
Self fruitfulness from that resourcefulness
Of acceptance
Of self and the world
As different places in similar times.
Categories:
appropriateness, childhood, life, heart, self,
Form: Free verse
You’re the god send,
You’re often lost in your own thoughts,
For something bigger.
Don’t have to be the leader,
but your often the one that’s sought
more often than not
you ask the question, what if it were true?
The appropriateness that truly, truly defines you
You long to get out of the darkness
And into the light
God of your dreams
God of your domain
the truth will set you free
Hope is all that remains
It's not literal movement
Only a state of mind
Subtle of the myth
The gods stood looking at the light
But not from the window
It’s the brightness of the night
To find that one inside
It’s a gift that you can’t buy
This is what belongs to me
This is where I fit in
We’re right they’re wrong
That’s the way it’s got to be
Make the most of the dream
Make the most of the night
Just because there’s darkness
Doesn’t mean there’s no light
It’s the ever changing longing
From here to where we go
Categories:
appropriateness, adventure, imagination, introspection, life,
Form: Alliteration