My soul’s confession knows no ordinary
penance—nor knows, nor feels, another mind
the nebulating sorrows therein maligned—.
I doubt my own can judge the cemetery
of bygone thoughts, dead dreams, and funerary
pathways—twisted in patterns twice entwined
through one and another—lurking behind
my steeple-belled conscience. On the contrary,
sermon is held just out of sight of that
sinister scene. By holy spirits spurred,
and righteous indignations, high exactions,
my preaching psyche’s overzealous word
inflames my anxious system’s charged reactions—
Leave it to the black cat to catch the rat.
Categories:
belled, anxiety, conflict, corruption, depression,
Form: Italian Sonnet
Idyllic nightmare
I know they are good people who want us to leave
they don't know it is their time, what's up because
our time is fine, but they fail to grasp that they
are past the clock, it has belled twice
We have admired their garden with flowers
deep green lawn and made of plastic as are
the red roses, nothing is alive, but we pretend
like them, that they are not dead
We failed to ask the obvious question. Why are
we are here? Did they invite us? Or did we show up
in a world that has died, what we see is us who
exists in a world that is no longer real?
Categories:
belled, angst, art, betrayal,
Form: ABC
Sitting alone, iPad in hand,
to pen a poem on demand,
attempting to translate bliss beats,
the rapture refrain that repeats,
feeling within joy germinate,
we write because we cannot wait,
for once symbols in rhythm are belled,
with our creative tempests quelled,
what’s imbibed in form is ingrained
by both head and heart, entertained,
by merging feeling with thinking,
as pure awareness unblinking,
even though none but us may know,
the way nectar in us does flow,
birthing ethereal cool heat,
in which we’re bliss drenched head to feet.
Categories:
belled, joy, muse, spiritual,
Form: Lay
I was a potato type of guy, forget the cookies and carrots,
didn't believe in Santa nor Cinderellas with golden chariots .
Twas' late at night as I crunched my chips I watched TV
lo and behold what did I hear ? a large thump and a humf,
coming from the chimney, Oh Dear !
He stomped and he clomped then he said to me,
" You live like a pigster and where is your sister ?
clean up your place, what the Hee! "
He held up a sock and my heart went KerPlunk
as I watched him remove all my favorite junk...
He then gave me a card that was both soft and hard
dipped in gold. It was lanced with a sweet magical stance.
He then waited and hummed as he Jingle Belled some
"It's time for my pension" he said, then he paused.
"Guess what ol' chap, you've been Sanctity Claused !"
Categories:
belled, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
The storm within must be quelled
and wayward ego cat belled,
that composed like the blue sky,
there remains no cause to sigh.
Dark fears no longer patrol
because we are in control
choosing to dwell in silence,
free from thought borne violence.
Through the ebb and flow of tides,
at all times, God in heart hides,
observing how we react,
oozing love and choosing tact.
Categories:
belled, spiritual,
Form: Jueju
The Alcoholic
Parley poem
Lionel Derbyshire
Dirty dufflecoat wino
Zigzag up the street
Wobble wobble..
Topsy-turvey on the one side
And half past puzzled
His body form
Is out of order
His odour sour
Orphaned at eight
He explained
Never had a chance
Of a lifetime
I am just the formation
Of Adam's forlorn spawn
I the antonym of pleasant
Eat my dinner
On the floor
Without gravy
No one ever
Belled out a
A good word to me
Not even at home
Mine hands were
Cooked on the stove
I was called
The Bastard in the house
And it was painfull
Sensitively he said.
What do you have?
I only have lonely
Never ever heard
I love you
What do you want?
Just cheer from a
Dumb bartender
What do you fear?
The confrontations in
My nightmares
Pardon me..
I am bitter.
Never had a chance
To be a revelant guest
Just a parched alcoholic
Dry in overtime captivity.
I tang of dispair.
I have tiny gravity
But heavy
To hoist..
And a will
Which is lost
This is my lot
He told with
Blue eyes beaming
I am member
Of the human race
And then he laid
Amazing Grace
On my ears.
Categories:
belled, addiction, anger, depression, desire,
Form: Free verse
Away on a desert
No one in close sight
Trudging miles on bare foot,
We reached our planned site.
Sand dunes peeked here and there.
Camels with belled neck
Were seen slowly moving,
With their humpy back
Sky turned black and inky.
But moon shone quite bright.
Rocks were seen in chrome red,
In the glow of light.
The desert sand stretched wide.
Looked dazzling at night.
A land dry and sterile,
Lay blazed in moon light.
Near a huge tawny rock,
Were plants in flower,
Thriving in arid space.
Saw elf owls cower.
What a world of wonder!
Sure, a thrilling trip
Enjoyed it every bit.
From mind, it won't slip!
Categories:
belled, beauty, journey, moon,
Form: Rhyme
Bushed
scrambles
straddles the
belled flower strands
for a treacherous hold camera pose
2019 September 21
#3
howmanysyllables
1,2,3,4,10
Categories:
belled, allegory, animal, humor, imagery,
Form: Tetractys
My point of view has always held
To standard lines, defined by fear.
Defensive words, their anger belled
By peals of knowledge: Danger near.
This way of life does not adhere
To happiness: A life befelled.
Hope yet exists, its course unclear,
Whispers softly “O fear, be quelled.
Resolve uncertain, grit ungelled,
To try anew with chances drear?
Small flame within, in shade it dwelled.
Now courage gathers, fastens here.
Awaking strength, annoint the gear,
Let drop the guard and fear unmeld,
Now forward drive to love secure.
My heart, my soul, this life so frailed
By strife, by loss, can stand and tell
I’m still alive, I hold life dear.
Doubt, self pity can go to hell.
Categories:
belled, courage, inspiration,
Form: Rhyme
THE ALABASTER BALL
Earth sent invitations
To a danse one night
Requesting all invited
Please – to come in white.
The glass-coached clouds assembled
And the Ebon Sky
Banked its brightest fire,
Snuffed each candled eye.
Then the Winds belled music
Set a whirling pace
And down the Heavens
Waltzed the Snows,
In their finest lace.
Categories:
belled, beauty, fantasy, imagery, snow,
Form: Rhyme
In China in the increase of rats,
Not only Chinese,
Made in China,
Not only toys but rats,
Where are Chinese cats?
Chinese cats all belled!
Chinese cats all belled,
By clever Chinese rats!
Categories:
belled, cat, city, creation, evil,
Form: Light Verse
tentatively we touch
gentleness a brushed lingering
rising waves of repetition unfold
achingly intense
crisp as belled glass
full of heartache, plump with longing
life races toward … to ward …
in spiral tip toed pirouettes
trailing across the tympanic membranes
sliding up and down scales
darkness sharp and ivory keys
sound reminds
6/9/14
Categories:
belled, beauty,
Form: Free verse