The Tempest
Upon enchanted sands of shipbreached shores
Dethroned beggar of a borrowed callow mystery
Heaves a lightning staff into the waves -
Thunderous and raw clandestine secrecy
On luminous swirling ariels sheering the celestial –
Into the curfew of castaway souls as a hoary appeal
Where storm surges loot delirium in foreboding typhoons
As rioting angels brood in their search
For the orphaned heart in tattered rags of upheaval.
Hear the muted tempest of dark depths roar
As wintered tantrums rock the shores
Leasing waves with unseen spells and charms,
Harnessing the tidal astrals in purifying
Tsunamis of holy risk –
Storm watch night, for souls in cataclysmic squalls,
Reshape the shallow shoals infected by deceit
Refresh the tidal pools emptied by betrayal
Now calm the ruffled gales -the shattered glassy sea,
Return from shipwrecked isle to fury abandoned shores.
11/3/2020
Contest: 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 6
Sponsor: Mark Toney
Inspired by Shakespeare’s The Tempest
Categories:
astrals, life, ocean, peace, storm,
Form: Free verse
I'm a time traveler
Traveled from HEAVEN as a battler
Into a time that was factured
Patterned
Lunar cycle
In ancient times of the bible
I came to enlighten
For sparks ignited
In the darkness hiding
In the midst of the lightning
True Visionary Commentary
Legendary
Emissary
I'm A Ingenius Genius
Intelligent Intellectual Readings
Defense Mechanism Defense
Vice Versa By Positive Achievements
Astronomical logical Ingredients
Sound Mind
Travels Astrals Of Time
Like Artificial Intelligence
But My Art Is Superficially Eloquent
Heaven Sent
The Devil Wish
For Hell To Inflict
It's A Must From Heaven To Hell I Exist
I Smile An Blow The Devil A Kiss
A Sign Of Revely To Lift
Jealousy In The Pits
Of The Devils Heart
Beautifully Created With Melanin Sparks
I'm Rare Specimen Of Art
That Should Be Examined
Categories:
astrals, angel, art, destiny, devotion,
Form: Free verse
The flying sent projections free to see,
from adjunct Astrals singing bold decree.
Perched on Pisces’s cusp, forsaking Plato’s cave,
Puppets casting shadows, chancing me a slave.
They hang from dreams of higher forms, allures
Contempt in self when loving carnal cores.
Haunted by women’s passions kept in Spirits,
Dawns my sleeping stages now inherits
Marionettes aloft eternal twists
of spinning truths with lies recalling trysts.
Killing prone volitions, changing essence.
Chosen starlight’s beings guiding presence.
Upon a love in purest form demands,
Forgotten suicides of ego strands.
Risking Pirsig’s fate in Zen and journey,
Waging sanity, a bounty worthy.
The stringing of my soul and bracing seeks,
A pulling truth beyond this death it speaks.
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Alternating stanzas of iambic and trochaic pentameter
Categories:
astrals, addiction, allegory, change, desire,
Form: Couplet