Good bye cheering souls,
to this clime i come alone.
from hence i now depart,
goodbye to cravings and pleasure,
goodbye to the race of time,
to their jeers and calumny,
to the contest of vanities and gauderies
goodbye to successes and failures
to love and hate, i ride on wings
to dreams and ambitions.
I cease from the race with mere men.
Goodbye to mundane, the joys of a moment
goodbye to all that men calls gains
goodbye to affections, to lies and illusions
goodbye to all
when you wake up from life's dream
you will say your goodbye too
Categories:
avaunt, absence, death, earth, good
Form: Lyric
That guy
The one you called phantom
Then fled from
A gentle giant meek and strong
His convictions -
Voluntary surrender to get better
He oozes love
Like muscular Mandiba
Listen with your inner ear
He's your brother.
Not a ghost of a chance
No weight weighs him down
His love behooves, sans avaunt.
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Categories:
avaunt, appreciation, encouraging, growth, history,
Form: Light Verse
Art thou perhaps harborer's of evil?
Hast thou not remorse thy deeds ill occurs?
For dost thou seest thy fallen sanity ill?
Henceforth unto thou I say - Avaunt Curs!
Forsooth Serpents speak with a forked tongue,
Untrue living - thus foolishly unsound;
Slithering disrespectfully among...
Unto thou I say - What goes round comes round!
Art thou perhaps wolves therein sheeps clothing?
Senseless cowardly acts notorious.
Shall forgiveness find I for once loathing?
For history repeats - good victorious!
One cannot perform God's task to judge!
Praying of they am I holding not grudge.
Categories:
avaunt, imagination, introspection,
Form: Sonnet
You left me in the lurch why
I long for your love
Your memories haunt me
Coddled with roses, chuck me why
The petals have faded yet
The thorns do not prick
Hate me, don’t ignore me why
Like a peacock lingers for rains
I seek your presence
I can’t forget you why
I am ready to forgive you
Fall back in your arms
I want you to read this why
I can’t write poetry avaunt
These are lexis from my heart
Categories:
avaunt, angst, devotion, hope, lost
Form: Free verse
At Otter Lake, whilst welkin starry clear,
A ghostly wail bruits eerily despair,
And eyes appear alit like embers near,
At Otter Lake.
Avaunt, the trappers pray, bedim thy glare;
In sooth, thy mourning grieves a bygone year,
From earthly bourn, ascend to angels care.
Arose a zephyr, thick as bloodied air,
And shrieking withered every soul with fear,
To where a man durst lay his footsteps there,
At Otter Lake.
Categories:
avaunt, history, lost love,
Form: Roundel
Across the River, West 'tis that
at the cliffs & clefts of Victoria above
blackish waters slick as Legislation, of Verrazzano
& not-so-merried ferries, the promontory sits of
visage, resplendented of red deer & red bear &
white Eagles' scat from Lady Liberty!
Why, in the glare of where, opossum
& red squirrel, vied in-passioned
imposters of small virtue in deed
sought, wrought of purloin
for some vertu & bijouterie
for Manhattan!
(The Chief Islander) - so the Mythic goes!
But hey!, it's up-on the BigScreen, now
playin' @ The Bijou, & in the dutri-plexes
& plexes of plexiglasse &
MegaPlexes of Tribeca, in the Tri-boros+2...
Avaunt! Above Verrazzano visage
tramontane, there! the Filth & Flair
of City fare, miasma which got us into
insouciant Dutch!
Categories:
avaunt, allegory, history, native american,
Form: Prose Poetry