Written: May 03, 2024
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Isolated each aspect—bereft of any link,
An ambrosian aura encircles an empty clink.
Lenses produce rippling prisms out of embrace,
They glide through a quivering mind—arcane case.
Someone has trapped an aura in an optical hall,
Awareness is molded by external gaze—it recalls.
Whispers of sunshine and shade intertwined,
Cast shadows and advise on edges—undermined.
Memories faded into a sepia hue—silence now,
The howling gusts serve as audible avows.
This ancient wind originates from the past,
Weighed down by sorrow—of dwindling cast.
Smiles in darkness—as tongues held quiet,
Time is ethereal, and memories are defiant.
A sepia-hued whisper-echo beckons me,
An aureate beleaguer core is to foresee.
Categories:
beleaguer, analogy, introspection,
Form: Couplet
If only you were me,
Would you beleaguer me then too?
Your words they pierce through like bayonets!
You do not discern the imperium of your words,
And I would never pray for you,
To be in my shoes.
My flaws they are naked,
Open like a lunette,
Through which I can peer through,
Seeing and believing all is true,
Like broken shards they hurt me;
You don't have to tell me too.
If only I were you,
I wouldn't let you be,
What you have put me through,
I would cherish thee,
For then I'd be happy too,
It would have been a blessing true.
7/11/20
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Categories:
beleaguer, allusion, bullying,
Form: Free verse
When first met him, he acted like leader,
used to pretend as a great achiever;
sought to bypass the laid down procedure.
Some disliked him for acts as beleaguer;
His working process many did not like
his didactic style workforce did dislike.
His behaviour in office with juniors
was rough, never bothered for their futures;
Some of them opined he was a meaner.
His mischievous acts didn't like by seniors.
His pessimism caused him sickness sadly;
Yet, juniors whom he treated so badly
rushed him to hospital stayed there gladly
till release next day, they acted manly.
~X~X~X~
Categories:
beleaguer, feelings,
Form: Sonnet
The rain pon the windowsill
The pounding of my heart
The sound that looms round
the empty room
And rends my soul apart
The pillow next, not damp like mine
unslept on lo these many years
yet stained a bit with drops of wine
Spilled along with bitter tears
That beleaguer me and always will
Like the rain upon
...The window sill…
Categories:
beleaguer, angst, dark, depression, loneliness,
Form: Prose Poetry
Home for Horn Haiku
Have a home for Horn haiku
Enjoyed by me and you
More than just a few.
What is proper procedure
Should we be a besieger
And also beleaguer.
If a stranger take my hand
Trip to paradise was planned
Is on high demand.
Why bite the hand that does feed
Who we no longer do need
Where should we stampede
Read Horn haiku and when done
Will think I am only one
Such a thing have done.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Home of Seven-Seven-Five
All American Horn Haiku.
Home for Horn Haiku
Have a home for Horn haiku
Enjoyed by me and you
More than just a few.
What is proper procedure
Should we be a besieger
And also beleaguer.
If a stranger take my hand
Trip to paradise was planned
Is on high demand.
Why bite the hand that does feed
Who we no longer do need
Where should we stampede.
By all has been well agreed
Horn Haiku fulfils each need
Let them take the lead.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Categories:
beleaguer, encouraging,
Form: Haiku
an Arabian sonnet
Raising up a falcon brood – bucolic,
one becomes extremely melancholic.
Yesterday a clamor vitriolic
told of eyas’ danger diabolic.
Trying panacea called a mixer
feeding drops of magic juice elixir,
desultory effort served to fix her.
Little did I know there was a trickster.
Still forbearance caused my heart to tremble.
Gathered on the roof, my birds resemble
teenage bullies looking to dissemble.
Such assemblage often does beleaguer.
Lissome sibs had pushed off little leaguer -
fellow eyas not yet fledged but eager.
*eyas (eye’ yuz) is a nestling falcon
taken from the nest for training, plural is eyasses
Categories:
beleaguer, adventure, bird, bullying,
Form: Sonnet
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Through the length
Of the years'
In order to maintain
Our Faith
We must beleaguer Our
Bounds'
Must maintain
Our Grace....
Poet Author
Gary Fields
Categories:
beleaguer, death, dedication, devotion, education,
Form: Bio
For all the tears we’ve wept, for all of those we’ve lost.
We’ll weep again some more, as we’re told we matter not.
You know they will not say it, but it’s there within their eyes.
The old and frail aren’t welcome, as they’re steadily pushed aside.
If you don’t believe me, then at a party get up as if to dance.
Mouths will gawk and eyes will roll as they come to set us back.
They’ll act like we’re so shameful, as we laugh, and have some fun.
Then they’ll come to guide us to a chair somewhere in the background.
Our wisdom isn’t needed; they’re far too superior for that.
They can’t respect the old ones' thoughts, who're out of date, in fact.
Of course they want our money, and will gladly scope out our homes.
And they want us to beleaguer ourselves so they can go happily on.
But where is the regard that they say our age is due…
Too often it’s in a distant Nursing home no one will ever drive to.
This is dedicated to all those lost souls left in Nursing Homes whom no one
ever visits.
Categories:
beleaguer, angst, caregiving, family, health,
Form: Sonnet
I pen a lousy poem
where verbperturbs,
noun frowns
And adjectives
act as clowns
onomatopoeia breeds paranoia
That swarthy sounds on murky mounds
Are conspiring to beleaguer
The Celestial castle of self
Simply for power and pelf
Where transferred epithets
Serve old meals in new plates
Fixing ''weary''with the ''way''
And insead of men, calling the inn gay
Where rotten rhyme talks things sublime
And weaving a whim around a slender theme
I narrate a tale that reverberates the vale
Forgetting his stress and tension
A passerby stands near my mansion
Listening with rapt attention
The saga of passion's cruel detention
Categories:
beleaguer, imagination, inspirational, introspection,
Form: Heroic Couplet