Best Asymmetric Poems
I live in middle land between fuzzy bottom
and the high hazy skies
I peer down quantum wishing-wells, waves entangle
observed as they collapse
I scan beyond forever where dark matter lurks
in unforeseen disguise
I think I am, I blink, ... something is shifting there
reality perhaps
I count the zeroes descending beneath my eyes
to out of sight below
I sum tens of noughts piling to the very brink
of distant space and time
I ask why half-way along this fourth dimension
our knowledge seems to grow
I ponder my vantage, asymmetric centre
position so sublime
I play with grateful gods gathering me in close
where when can be no more
I move by osmosis, membrane passing on through
the other side of hope
I absorb persona essence, no hereafter
no self was here before
I am continuous love, joy and pain caressed
I am the learning-scope
I seem potent but feel a much greater power
the birth of potential
I flow with constant change, buoyed up by warm current
rising through the ocean
I feel procession from the dizzy atomic
to cosmic sequential
I record the dancing rim of life, strange song soothed
holographic lotion
I stir prime numbers, multiple integer broth
then fractions of the whole
I greet the old ones, memories morph and cuddle
sprinkling their magic hue
I mingle many species, their varied voices
shape the galactic goal
I embrace fallen youngsters, stricken babies scream
all pleading to renew
I swing with orchestral relatives, out of time
off-beating ticking clock
I watch minds simplify, beguiled by certainty
discordant chords strumming
I am blown by the erratic winds of zeitgeist
zig-zagging round the block
I pause to query, am I this zany creature
half-way to becoming?
Everybody bears a price tag
Claim tycoons with bottomless purses
With a plethora of dollars to flash and flag
About to entice simpletons who deem their lives struck by curses
Inserted in their DNA
Generations ago
Which render them incapable to shove away
Bets of cash their stricken spines can’t forgo
While stomachs groan and lips
Demand smartphones, mascaras and lipsticks
Deployed to slay chaps with wanton whips
That cut and slice with savage kicks
On pates gone wan with insomnia
As limousine driven juggernauts
Splurge huge wads of notes to catalyze mass hysteria
Among street corner astronauts
Whose flight to Cupid exoplanet
Fell on its face
As moral worth net
They chose to suppress
In the face of perennial penury
That nibbles homesteads bereft of meals
In January
When cash overloaded sovereigns strike asymmetric deals
In which they beat down the cashless
Unless the poor rebuff cash offers
Preferring the famine and thirst the voiceless
Endure twenty four seven cos their coffers
Cash they’ve never seen
Cos fate shifted the balance of resources in favour of the few
Who more often than not turn out mean
To taunt the poor who shift on a church pew
As a tycoon blurts, ‘There’s a price tag on you
The sooner you acknowledge the reality
The better your world will enliven anew
As on you my bucks bestow and restore dignity in humility.’
Chameleon clouds
Tempting mesmerizing view
Pretty in pink shades
Kaleidoscope sky
Striking explosive colors
Majestic image
Dreamlike remote clouds
Uniquely asymmetric
Rorschach perceptions
I blink my eyes and then the world is gone.
Open once again to see some peons upon the lawn.
They came to hear the Lion yawn and swipe a wife by dawn.
That's why I keep my pride and believe,
to conceive that it's respite is my reprieve.
But you yuppies be just mere pawns in the grand scheme;
placed at rank 2 file C.
I treat myself to treats I don't need to ask the priest.
I fill a lady's niche when God's dead like Friedrich Nietzsche.
I'm an autonomous man, the world needs me.
Due to greedy deeds, I lost the lot of you to petty thievery.
Now standing orthogonal to the bishop you orthodox Cis.
Tearing holes in the fabric of time while mother nature sits and knits that.
Amidst a scrimmage over minish mishaps, fisticuffs and misfired mitts with whiplash.
Hexed by wind and turbulent syntax.
As activists vehemently flail at the fascist crux; only to be met by impasse.
Making my attempt to love exclusively an outward expression;
a barrage of affection bombarding the good intentions of a meta-man’s vision.
Otherwise known as fortified Freudian defense mechanisms.
To deal with ideals in an asymmetric system.
Oh but I pray praise that I am what I be.
Hallow thy be virile amongst a creed of faulty seeds.
Yet I’m an enantiomer, a Chiral Beast;
my courage can never be superimposed upon the fear of defeat.
Finally granted with the Coupe de Gras when disagreements meet.
As if graced by chance, I advance with the apex of a Sword’s vertice.
Striking clean from the left to then evade your deceit.
I take a seat while a woman cleans my wounds with peace.
Ahh but even in victory, the warrior’s woe must be debriefed.
Coffee~
Cherry,
Woodroast,
Dairy,
Crew crops-
berrying...
Due drops-
swearing-
Simulated over-wearing,
and the asymmetric comparing...
It's done with us and fairing,
that we no longer do anything for jerry.
Iniquity, impunity, injustice invade Internet interaction
Alongside odious obliteration and cunning coercion
Facilitated and militated with unabashed attention and intention
To minutest details
To misspell the capture of heads and tails
Which in essence sells injustice and slays sails
The freedom Internet users
Ought to enjoy without being the losers
In their contest against data users and choosers
Who profess innocence against their intrusive offence from users
To peel and steal data from users whom data abusers
Ignore, preferring the status not of beggars but choosers and misusers
Who spend colossal resources
To glean data from user sources
In asymmetric interactions and discourses
In which users’ voice
Deprived of consultation channel and choice
Grants no invoice
To stalkers
Hackers
With their technology backers
Ascertain they enjoy monopoly
In mining and refining user data sold to a duopoly
Within their Tripoli oligopoly
To gain and regain the stranglehold
They impose on a user’s household
Where they deprive the user of room to withhold
Permission in any session
Early in his life or late in his pension
Within a notorious dispensation
In which users as victims
Join slave and knave teams
Roasting from scolding steams
As they watch helpless
Their data resource plundered in a place
On the Internet shoe from which a disgrace necklace
Dangles
Bungles
Angles
In shame and blame
To claim a lame and tame name
That boasts of a brutal claim from a dotcom dame
Whose achievement stems from stealing
Stalking, dealing and feeling
Superior upon stealing data and using desecrated data on a sordid ceiling.
Don't shoot me down.
Don't start to frown,
It's past my pay grade.
I'm just Her messenger.
QueenMother DNA
has Her final
non-violent first say.
She's polypathic
and gracefully green.
Love's systemic polyphonics,
math paths I've never zero-seen
or heard tell of polynomials
"Green refines great healthy bits of change,"
She ecologically gloats
then quietly WinWin votes
for dipolar ZeroZone ranges.
What's your ZeroSum
Ego/Eco binomial identity
worth to you?
A one-stick of bubbling zero-gum?
Plug and Play into the late great sacred Matriarchal,
Win +1.00 universal percent
balancing not not ZeroYin-Squared health
not quite so loss of Green
long-term
Red-Patriarchal.
Find yourself a WinWin multiculturing network
filled with webbed flow
paid-forward economies
thick as a nutritional MotherTree forest
restoring justice to night-owl wisdom clerks
Calculating Whole Open System nests
warm wet womb nurturing life
loving ZeroSum positive/negative
double-negative
regenerative v degenerative
asymmetric nature-spirits
nondual body-minds
binary
bilateral
bicameral hyphenated pest-nests
WinWin ready to influence health opinions
and nontrialistic wealth-choice feelings
sometimes more beautifully appealing
than ZeroZone revealing
Win/Lose retributive exchange dominions.
Your first heart beat
took place in My ZeroZone womb,
warm and swimmingly wet,
breathing in ego-shaping
positive polypathic potential identity
to breathe out into My eco-storied future
integrity of Earth's revolutioning
4D ElderRight sacred regenerative dominance
greets 4D Left ZeroSum deducing
inductive focal-tacit
explicating formed experience
framed memories
implicating effluent holistic
Open Systemic
open sesame
open urgent
pregnant time for 2020
ZeroSum home and business delivery
Polynomial Ego-One
equals Eco-ZeroZone
not not polynomial geometric
asymmetric positive balance
as breathing in natural left embodied
predicts further WinWin ecopolitics
breathing out spiritual ElderRight
Matriarchal experience
of green Earth's non-sectarian
not not ZeroSum healthy pasts
for wealthy futures.
Don't shoot me down.
Don't start to frown,
It's past my not not ZeroSum pay grade.
I'm just HerIntegrity's potential messenger.
Your hair gathered in creamy layered,
Mirror into style where the wind rose,
With liquid gold comb brightly flared,
Today embraces the color you choose.
Where your beauty goes with the glow,
Flapping in royalty reigns, we can see
The resemblance where the daisies grow,
Fringe smiling on that face many want to be.
You had a different shade a year ago
Tarnished with brush, rain, and snow.
I see your new look cool saturating hue,
Crown in the turbulent perfumed window.
Startling views fill with hairline curves,
Where have the black pearls design gone?
Give yourself dimensions with the magic drapes,
The contour of new chignon catching on.
Nature never needs to ask for change of light
Nor find reasons why the sunset has faded,
With warmth, your personality is shining bright,
Natural beauty and love make the finest grade.
Both Sunrise and sunset are reflected here
Different hairstyle reflects different personality,
As you look at the well-set glow in the mirror,
Braid lengths drift shortly with mesmerizing beauty.
By measure, the aim was uniquely different
The new look has found the place to display
Asymmetric flare, tease and renew temperament,
Of weaken flakes that last year’s texture blew away.
When the Windrush lingers on top of your head
And try to spoil your secret bun of loveliness,
Your naiad airs roam too indelible unfaceted
from the grandeur that your portrait possesses.
The dreadlock which flows down to the seas,
In freedom roll rocking from restraining view,
Tradition and celebration bring the world to its knees,
Crop clean, a fantasy that shall always be you.
We, children love to build lego blocks
Our knacks never run out of stocks;
We can make miniature city,
People, animals, houses, flowers
And a lot more! So colorful and pretty!
Legos are our favorite toys,
Bringing us laughter, smiles and joys;
Girls make dolls and kitchen wares,
Boys make cars, robots, towers
And while playing, we all love to share!
Legos help us think collaboratively and logically,
Combining shapes and colors beautifully;
We make many 2-D and 3-D shapes,
We're symmetric and asymmetric figure builders
Our great creativity leaves you in awe, mouth in gapes!
*Image of Child Sad Suffering provided by Pixabay.
Not Of This Earth
Poetic Form: Narrative
Asymmetric mistrals warp speckled vaporous pallidness toward rhythmless voids. Obviates an evacuating azure as a midday star pivots to a twilight qualm. Numinous absent souls of supine prying pupils, yon ethers sinister obscurities, caught in stained oblique ocular whites. Drunken sanguineous veins to gluttony as impish tinkers sporadic doubts riveting telltale images. Metallic aerials ousted the clouds to unperceived iniquity.
Exhausting times since the alien armada infested Earth in a furrow of carnage. Abominable hordes disembarked, eviscerated whole metropolises. Hideous beings, an abysmal sight, smothered the remote vestiges of our civilized world. Cities ere their decimation had numbers reduced in fleeing desperation. The annihilation of life on Earth engrossed thoughts upon the scraps of humanity left. Ravenous creatures generating utter rampage to and abroad, slighting none to decay. Be they mortals or breathing existences of our lesser kingdom, perished in the bloodletting. Some kept as breeders for the succession of consuming time.
A cohort strung of plain folks, thrust as one in a nameless realm, sought ephemeral refuge in a subterranean hollow expanse. Bestill for the scarcity of fragile credence as the intrepid one, espy a grotesque glistening of crimson blood, secreting from the sheathed hoariness of fangs. Sentient rouses heedful footfalls per monstrosity exposed jawbone, that swapped shrill for snorts, neath laden eyes that had shrewdly scowling luminous orbs. Creepy anvils pierced hairline, afeared incus, sensitively measures close octaves, spurs the labyrinth's nerves. Alas, its vulgar pelt of bulky fur stretch hither and fro, bars clamors reach.
Cavernous chambered partitions mimic as trepidation ebbs nevertheless. Unceasing progress to that bemused destiny, as anonymous atrocities, plague each within their shells, e'er crucifying the last semblance of their true selves. Ardent impulses seeping via their lithe ruby channels, crossing neath the bits of their betraying skins, as they escape the nebulous sepulchral. Beasts at 6 o'clock, tho' what unknown lurks yon pits facade, save a future yet to be titled.
2021 May 12
tittering totter is not a high heeled smoke alarm nor a ship
Valve number eighteen is open said the rasping snakelike male. Slithering. Pipe like gatherings of serpentalias sweeping. Above and below. A surface scarred tissue. Where no schooling enters for education is blinked and blanked and covered with an asymmetric blanket in huge cobra sweeping duties to silence even a spill of sauce from the didactic crockery, and stainless steel cookery. So that is to the veins and vernacular vesicles said the other snake like individual. Slithering slippery sharpened staves staffing steeled shapes. Oh dear. Mr ford Monegasque will not be impressed for that is one lobster less he will consume this year. Let us hide underbelly and underbids for underbrush is fantastic news for an under flowering underflow plant. Plants in pinnys ride on horses that whinny in horseshoed shapes structural. Gymkhana leaping gourmet lunches in ice cube hats. Great. Linger no lecherous luxury in a bean curdle whilst stirring eleven antiquated apple pips. Juice. Wow. And all that wallow. From a hollow. In a nice clean bathroom window. Z polytheism Z at seven driving digging draperies to twenty one mermaids in a sink. Z *** z.
Deeper then thoughts
Wandering to nonhesitant places
Where at some point must have existed
Never once thought you'd fly
Spanning distances a glimpse could not look back
But somehow a flash within a shutter kept safe your memory
Amongst skyscrapers that gave the over view of asymmetric
Telling tales beneath wings you flew between hellos and goodbyes
Fragments of what seemed greater up close when magnified though admirable within distance
To what was said to fly but never had wings
Time
an archway
an archway opens onto a soporific plaza
which pours outwardly in colorful asymmetric
displays that once incited the bones of an organic past
steeped in a rich broth, an ancestral heaving stew,
quietly simmering to a point of boil.
the humble ones, once, alive to the core, move to and fro,
cornered and stultified by conventions, babbling broken mantras,
they attempt to sooth the spirits daunting deadly pricks
the lipstick girls of the labial folds, who exist beyond the pale
of a refracting sun’s light, hover between ghostly spheres
of a lost sacerdotal history;
wet with gloss, they yearningly enchant youthful acolytes,
who, painted in salacious priestly pastels,
patterned up to placate the Ones,
are fully endowed and exuding in virginal carnality,
fall willingly into their own demise, caressed by the
spreading tongs, in the act of sacrificial obligation.
an archway opens out to a thriving and heaving plaza.
reversing wind
changing precipitations
asymmetric heating of the
aching wounds.. uplift the colliding
walls of peace.. sediments of ma-
rine planktons.. music of reeds rai-
n on the naked belly of the thirsty earth
Robert Sherriff 08/07/1954 - Australian - Poet -Author - Singer - Actor - American Historian – Photographer
The Rising Tide of Cyber Warfare and Military Robotics
Robotics - Ex-Machina In the evolving landscape of modern warfare, cyber warfare and military robotics have emerged as pivotal elements reshaping global conflict dynamics. From covert cyber operations to autonomous drones patrolling warzones, these technologies redefine military strategies and geopolitical alignments. They said it all started at Westworld.
The Role of Cyber
Warfare in Modern Conflicts Cyber Warfare as a Strategic Asset - Inception Cyber warfare has transcended its initial role as a supplementary tactic to become a core component of military strategy. It enables state and non-state actors to achieve strategic objectives without deploying traditional military forces.
Through cyber espionage, denial-of-service attacks, and misinformation campaigns, nations can disrupt adversaries' operations, weaken their economies, and influence political outcomes, often without firing a single shot.
Case Study: Stuxnet or Sky-Net
One of the most notable examples of cyber warfare is the Stuxnet worm, a sophisticated malware that targets Iran's nuclear facilities. This cyber-attack, attributed to the United States and Israel, demonstrated the potential of cyber weapons to inflict physical damage on critical infrastructure, highlighting the strategic value of cyber capabilities in modern conflict.
Implications for Global Conflicts Cyber warfare's asymmetric nature allows smaller nations or groups to challenge superpowers, shifting the balance of power and introducing new uncertainties in international relations. The blurred lines between cyber actions and conventional warfare complicate responses and escalate tensions, increasing the risk of unintended consequences.
The Evolution of Military Robotics and Autonomous Systems - I, Robot
Advancements in Military Robotics The rapid advancement of military robotics, including drones and autonomous vehicles, is transforming the battlefield.
These systems enhance operational efficiency, reduce human casualties, and allow new tactical possibilities. For instance, drones provide real-time intelligence, surveillance, and reconnaissance (ISR) capabilities, while autonomous ground vehicles support logistics and combat operations.