Best Access Poems
An ardent longing for the finer things ...
Vodka from eggs - bedrooms with wings.
Bugatti's and coffees topped with gold,
Armani, Brioni, and true absinthe, old.
Bottega Veneta or a Lanvin wool coat,
Yachts that are really just mansions that float.
Valets and limos and luxe high-rise suites,
Beds dressed in D. Porthault Jours de Paris sheets.
Bluefin sashimi, Kopi Luwak,
Yubari Melon, and real Dark To'ak.
Matsutake Mushrooms, Wagyu Beef,
South Devon Crab with fresh saffron leaf.
Almas Caviar, Bonnotte Potatoes,
White Alba Truffles, Canarian Tomatoes.
Heligan Pineapple, Densuke Black
Watermelon, sweet. In pocket, a stack.
Milan designed leather shoes and gloves -
Oh, I'm cursed, eternal, with such lavish loves!
So what is the claim, if extravagance deems?
I hope for tomorrow, and believe in my dreams.
For naught yet compares to my imaginings' wealth,
All the money on earth can't buy my good health.
So I dream, but I'm happy with all I've been blessed,
And MAYBE, in time ... fate will see to the rest.
In unison they shook their heads and wiped their teary eyes.
None could quite believe the scene and gasped in their surprise.
The gunman broke into the school, releasing all his rage.
The victims of the horrid crime were 5 and 6 in age.
The bodies of the innocent lay silent on the floor.
The blood was splattered all around the windows, desks and floor.
The questions started coming from the people everywhere.
They wanted to have answers as they bowed their heads in prayer.
The answer was quite simple and so many did agree.
The gunman’s easy access to the weapons caused the spree.
The rifle that he had obtained was fit to use in war.
Bullets sprayed in seconds that were made to cause such gore.
Many argue that the answer is to have more guns.
And that is how we can protect our daughters and our sons.
Arm each single person so that they can shoot it out.
The advocates of guns say that is what it’s all about.
But many others do object to more guns in more hands.
For our society must curb the violence in our lands.
Easy access to more guns just feeds the burning flame.
That some have hidden deep inside to kill and hurt and maim.
Written in memory of the innocent victims in Sandy Hook.
By borrowed time
they have laid down the foundations
and
shaved his head for
silence
hand
in elbow stretch out
halogen oven
sterile gauze
dew on wool of unstripped sheep
light under switch
laughter
through head over toilet bowl make a step
and by blood of unwashed mother
help the sun find its rest
he lay down in the speed
vomiting
beyond the blank chairs pieces of soul live
you couldn't bear
I have tank
gasoline full
you are still not speaking
I'll buy you a glasses in china shop
look at me
forever yours
So have I a stony heart fit in course
Incarcerated imprisoned by my sins
blinded in mine heart skips a beat fragile and tall
Sin Access denied
Been rebirth again
Now do soar, fly
you need to be reborn but what was you but always me you are right here where you supposed to be
Sin Access denied
Been rebirth again
Now do soar, fly
Been cheated been misleaded then accosted been contained you don't even know it your name
is really your name
Fortified mortified soon with you enthralled in shame no no one really knows the party you in the game in
Sin Access denied
Been rebirth again
Now do soar, fly
Set apart put on a lot Embrace low risen High I'm not that kind of guy you want to take home
Blessed and shown been remade Reborn like modeling clay God's put his hands on me now I'm renewed
Sin Access denied
Been rebirth again
Now do soar, fly
Been cheated been misleaded then accosted been contained you don't even know it your name is really your name
Fortified mortified soon with you enthralled in shame no
no one really knows the party you in the game in
Satan git out and away from me cuz yo...
ACCESS denied
5/7/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2o23 (c)
ACCESS DENIED
screeching of brakes
sequels then breaks
flickering lights…
on…off..on..off..
then it all turns
white
like peeling skin
screaming
access denied
© Kim van Breda—19 October 2015
God on my side
Guides my path and controls ripples
That endeavor to sneak astride
Initiatives I take in triples
To galvanize and utilize my talents
To the fullest in concordance with the Creator’s specifications and intentions
Cooperating and collaborating with kindred souls God crowned as consultants
To bring about the realization of innovations and inventions
Which stand humankind in good stead
As rat race dies and disruptive ventures
Diminish to extinguish malice from the homestead
Where foes and friends bury the hatchet and embark on conducive adventures
From which I and souls in my life I accost
Work towards common goals and promote goal congruence
Ensuring we achieve unity of purpose at the least cost
Building bridges across different perceptions to influence
The course of events in which neither winners nor losers
Feel they lose face thus embracing one another
As members whose demand I tolerate boozers
Praying that they perceive me as a brother
Whose intentions mean to build lives
To bless the lost, caress the stressed and distressed
Ensuring that chives and sharpened knives
Hobnob with one another as they grow well versed
With interpersonal skills and display unusual tact
In dealing with one another day and night
As they build and rebuild trust to make contact
With the best assets within their souls to kill plight
Praying for one another’s growth
One another’s success
Taking and keeping the oath
That ensures one and all to bliss they get unlimited access.
A-n internet access is ability
N-eeded by any individual
A-iming to connect to email using computer terminal.
B-egin to have internet access,
A-s millions of people do;
R-ight there in the world wide web,
C-hoose between false and true.
E-xplore the cyber kingdom,
L-ook for what is the best,
O-n the fourteenth of January,
N-ever lose your internet
A-ccess.
Trying To Access Mine Excel Lent...
Pow War Full Pointed Outlook
As I ponder what to write
today august thirtieth
two thousand eighteen,
thy ploy doth in vite
a gamut of spontaneous thoughts,
that loosely cluster
before becoming tight
lee bound toward
quasi definitive agreeable, amenable,
and attainable in sight
with no deliberate intent
to suppress perspective
couched asper left of political right,
though mine embedded
liberal democratic ideology
automatically shifts, gingerly
escorts, inherently focuses,
and understandably dodges quite
unconsciously, naturally, and expressly
viz zit ting orientation trained mindset
spiked railroad ties to follow
a NON "FAKE" conservative track,
cuz existential plight
of this run of the
NON mill (let) airy night
owl hoot trumpets,
thru his pen chant
pedantic laden poetic might
(albeit gently modest)
with artful badinage,
garbage, and persiflage light
nsync with his (my) being,
an aspiring good (rook key) knight
calculating, formulating, intuiting,
where to shine
his (mine) figurative jacklight
asper shying away
NOT to antagonize
predicated on me
humble extrasensory insight
drawing, distancing, and detaching
metaphorical grip,
sans innate bias height
end from lifetime
steeped within progressive
(forward thinking atheistc) paradigm,
hence impossible to adopt
a totally tubularly neutral
point of view presents avowed challenge
to present opinions of yours truly
without instigating a verbal
and/or virtual gunfight
boot hoop fully friendship,
asper attempting tubby forthright,
and apologizing for
any stinging backlash
if accidental affront,
thus encouraging healthy
discourse without excite
ting vitriolic, toxic,
and/or dramatic dogfight
with this cat tug gar rick cull
poet hood dont bite!
Indeed its form is scripture spoken forth
With wings as cloaks these words provoke an art
Then torn with ravage blamed with names that torch
The feel untouched insane and born apart.
To think that man was dreaming earth inward
Is past the sight between to wings mundane
Connected moving back and forth in parts
But burned with coals explained as shapes unchained.
Revived from need surviving freedom lost
Where wheels inside of wheels described as lift
Will move together disguised as one thought
Then rises truth from damaged sight a gift.
Like ice that stretched above to freeze the sound
A voice resembles thrones where glory fits.
Access Denied
Lawns luxuriant
Drew sight of poor passersby
Barbed fence mocked when near!
Copyright Anulaxmi Nayak, 2017
A little girl wearing a green tule dress
Has found underneath the greenery of the
Philodendrons a huge wooden gate.
In the breeze came the whisper There's magic
In the air this is an access.
The child put her hand up with a slight caress
Against the wood and immediately it began
To glow at a fast rate.
A little girl wearing a green tule dress
Was transported with success
In to the realm of the Elves estate.
In the breeze came the whisper There's magic
In the air this was an access.
The Elves who approached on horseback
Asked are you a sorceress?
They didn't want to speculate.
A little girl wearing a green tule dress
Was overwhelmed and speechless
All the child could do was wave her head
Back and forth until she said. I didn't mean to
Translocate.
In the breeze came the whisper There's magic
In the air this was an access.
The Elves saw her innocence, truthfulness,
And warm heartedness.
They said after lunch we can send you back
To where you were to meet your playmate.
A little girl wearing a green tule dress
Heard in the breeze a whisper There's magic
In the air this is an access.
On one knee he held up the ring and popped the question
"will you marry me?"... more as a plea than a suggestion
holding his breath he scrutinized her facial expression.
A smile lit up her angelic face, as she shouted yes
and unlocking her heart granted him exclusive access
for her unbridled joy was impossible to suppress.
(Poetic Triplet Tercets)
09, 30, 2019
(Poetic Triplet Tercets)
Brevity Poetry Contest No More Than Six Lines
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
Technology rage
That's all my free time gone
The teacher won't believe me
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Grandson and Grandad composition
When I bent over your cheeks
I felt collapsed inside
Looking into your features
Your face was sealike
And my heart is shedding tears
Drop by drop
Little by little
Changing the look of the frills
And before circles are complete
I settled myself by you
As I might be..
Poem by/ Hassan Mohammed Al-Emrany
Egypt, Minia, Bani Omran
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