Best Deploys Poems
A silence all pervading, nothing moves,
the gentle hiss I hear is in my head
like record stylus placed into the groove.
Clouds form the upper circle overhead.
Orchestra tunes up in the nearby trees,
Blackbird and brace of Magpies, two for joy,
blue safety curtain draws back by degrees
a scarlet backdrop from the ground deploys.
The star takes to the stage with no applause
rising at the speed of summer flowers
white whispy fingers climb as ground frost thaws,
spotlights on cobwebs sparkle in the bower.
Nature murmurs quietly in the wings
new day, a new performance, Blackbird sings.
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You look at me and I g e t l o s t
You look lost
You STAND before me in lust
I lay down below you in love
I talk too much..............
I l o n g for you to listen
Instead I hear a DEAFENING silence
You stutter a staccato.. s i g h
We volunteer play pretend prisoners....... s e e k i n g
To navigate stay captivated…… until
Escaping through a [hidden] trap door
Freedom forfeits reason and the ransom that was you and me
‘he’ stands before ‘she’
Misunderstanding “me”
She lies she forgets The truth he remembers
The news about us
Rewinds as we watch….
You preview a forecast.... de je vous….......
Pause.. my predictions - press replay
I will not harden my heart-sow the seeds to soften your soul
You rescue me - I save you
The danger in you deploys the safety in me
And then finally you see…………………………
you finally see me.....
Wide awake and dreaming, this old heart never sleeps
wandering through a sea of feelings praying in for keeps
Cinematic colours of a seascape, hopeful joys
keep the currach in motion, as love's oar deploys
Dreams awakened we go now, paddling softly to the sea
steering gently through the water, it's just you and me
Tasting passions soft as silence through the salty air
companions, the gently kissing ocean laps, a lullaby lair
Locked inside a summer dream that never ends
I am a breathing tree, a pushing flower, a seedling
Hemmed in by a sun that shines and never spends,
I am a rose in a garden, filled with mystical healing
Enfolded in the hour I am a sunny season of joy
laughing, giggling, scintillating, playing with the wind
Concealed with beauty that never ends nor deploys
I am June, July and August, rushing in without rescind
Immersed in the scent of sweet mulched fruits
I am an apple in the orchard of crimson cherry red
Soused in heat I dip into pacific waters find my route
I am all the things you can imagine in your head
Locked inside a summer dream that never ends,
I am hemmed by a sun that shines and never spends .
A collaboration with Sam Scott
Wide awake and dreaming, this old heart never sleeps
wandering through a sea of feelings praying in for keeps
Cinematic colors of a seascape, hopeful joys
keep the currach in motion, as love's oar deploys
Dreams awakened we go now, paddling softly to the sea
steering gently through the water, it's just you and me
Tasting passions soft as silence through the salty air
companions, the gently kissing ocean laps, a lullaby lair
Ps: Thank you Sam for joining me in this poetry venture :)
Guardian of the galaxy
Dominions and Principalities
Light and darkness
Stars shine bright
In the Heavens as light
Came from a glory that can't be comprehended in this reality
Archangel
The stars that's spangled striped over me from every angle
Planets and black holes
Millions of planets in the Cosmos
We have flesh but God spirit
In GOD image
An descriptive predictive in GOD vision
See GOD is Infinite
Everlasting living
Free will given
His son became against him
Lead an rebellion of brother an sisters against their father
Pain in GOD eyes from his Sons and Daughters
Brothers and Sisters fighting against their Sisters and Brothers
Against their creator The Father who is also The Mother
Of Creation of Archistructure
Lucifer in Heaven was a Conductor
Of Music to glory The Most High
One of the most beautiful Cherub Angel alive
But PRIDE AND HATR burned in him to Lie
Evil spelled backwards is LIVE
IS that a coincidence to Comprehend?
You have not seen Evil of all Evils
This darkness we WAR IS LETHAL
fully comprehend this darkness that deceives you
Found the truth I'm Heaven Sent
GOD Send got to fight till I'm in Heavens Bliss
Theories or Ideologies are just myths
To insist GOD DOSENT EXIST
But look it's a TWIST
they know that GOD is alive
Satan knows me before the War
That's why he tries to Destroy
An Deploys, toys, decoys, stored to uproar my Gore
Its more Angels on Earth
From Birth
Living in this Curse
I AM INTELLIGENCE!
In world of mannequins, I step to the cause.
I see this woman fussing at her child about wanting to go to the park.
How formed is this.
Hello Lady and such a beautiful boy he is.
He wants to play in the park.
However, you do not have time for that.
Let me see if I can solve your problem.
I am Intelligence.
Intelligence is a superhero that forms very delightful scenes.
I am humorous as well.
With superhuman powers, I provide a child with a dream.
I give this one the dream of playing in the park.
The child stops crying and obeys his mother.
In another episode, I am sent telepathically, an abusive scene.
I transform arriving there instantly.
Through superhuman powers, I find a nurse and instruct him via
mind to be compassionate.
Intelligence watched for several days.
The facility conformed their healthcare tactics to better ways.
A little girl has broken her leg.
Her mother neglects and flagellates her more when she does not feel well.
Intelligence has watched for a short while.
The scene was sent via the mother verbally abusing her child.
Then she would stop for quite some time.
However, the child broke her leg while riding her bike.
The mother sees the chance to abuse outright.
Intelligence deploys to her mind and the mother begins to praise the child.
Intelligence is a moralistic superhero.
No age or race barriers does this superhero has.
In the time of hostilities, I am there.
I was given my superhuman abilities to achieve peace unconditionally.
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PENNED ON AUGUST 30, 2014!
That old bedroom fan makes too much noise
But he sweats after nights with the boys
I turn and pull the sheets up
Good Lord, on beans they did sup
Thank goodness the fan his farts deploys
Coming home late, he now hits the couch
Spicy foods growl in his waistline pouch
Old tabby hisses at him
Rover’s expression’s quite grim
If our pets die from foul wind, I’ll grouch
“Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn,”
Said Rhett before he went on the lam
My spouse won’t be hearing these
The next time he cuts the cheese
I’ll clog him with a battering ram
*Written May 18, 2014
(A) brown skin girl from Kosciusko
now from the world of Harpo (is)
hubristic in determination.
Vitality is her achievement in Black America.
Patois she explores as she shares her vision that is
Apparent to listening to her OWN intuition.
Futuristic characteristic she deploys.
A mason jar of lighting bugs to bring forth
to revolutionize via innovation.
Ultramodern in her political activism.
Argots as she speaks.
She’s a trailblazer of ideas.
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Written February 20, 2016!
Love scammer needs to cause some pain,
To fool us all and laugh again,
But it can wait another time,
Until the sensual subtle chime,
Ironic is your pain,
The subtle twist of bowel deploys,
The awful twisting fate enjoys,
The risk of playing games.
ISALE EKO (LAGOS)
A rooster of discrete tongues
Culture, tradition
Where,
Zillion specters resonate
Quantum croak.
Cock crow,
Erupts whirl, barge at Alaba
Descry of sea of soul cases
Kibbling in, out as Emmet over nectar,
As husky ell of murk drench dawning,
Eviscerate NEPA's spasmodic spitfire
To stupor, obloquy.
The hindmost geezer nestling,
Drenched in diaphoresis of animation of dog days
Eludes unforgiving hail of bug blitz,
Hallowed howl of ole! ole!
Arched in his decrepit nest
Deploys a taper
Until,
Sunup deflowers night jaded sockets
As,
Resonance of one more Naira
To breast billion mark
Percase, perforce, precipitating
The epogee in mores
Rummages his cranium:
Top dog never capitulates
Vanquish countermands blossom
In kernel of hovel, wreck, quagmire
From mainlands of Iddo,
Bog of Badagry
To Favela of Ijora, Ilasamaja
Colonize the cocoon
Which,
Burgeoned Whiz Kid, Davido and Nollywood
Confuting phantasm
That,
Golden fleece
Is muted in the jaws of no man's land.
A colossus who never unwinds
No arrears in innuendos
Paris is your headrest
Rio de Janeiro your ottoman!
Goring down, shredding tears, I pule to,
give my prayer, to all family's and
friends, missing or gone, across this
blanket world, as her gusty winds flare,
and ragging rapids spill, these islands in
darkness, I will not lye here,
silenced, for she was,
"PLANNED" drapping curtains,
where our moon mysteriously a
lined itself, mutationally, reins, and
deploys,explosions of fear, I say,
don't give in, break her free, don't
be, A coward less coward, to their deceit,
and lies, these politicians, we call
democrats n' republicans, don't
really,give A RATS ASS, as long
as,they get voted, I ask stand for
what's right to your heart, therefore
she can not win this glory, and ask
your government why???? Priceless
lives pay, in A test on the country
so that they may have control....
That's the question.... But I will not
bow, I give my hand to the
innocence, of THE PEOPLE.......
To shelter them with love and blessings, that I
Rein.....For I shall ride A pon my black knight.....
As We defeat it, like a skyscraper...
Carma
10-30-12
Her logic binds with golden ties and strands of silken thought
her elocution sparkles, it's a skill she has been taught.
Her lies are better than the truth, a drug that dulls defenses,
And I give up my reason to explosions of the senses.
Why, oh why, has she decided she should be my muse?
A toy of easily molded clay detained for her abuse.
Her eyes are fire, hold her gaze, you do it at your peril.
it only takes a glance to see how wild she is, quite feral.
Deceit is taught in many forms and she deploys them all
walk the line, a slackened rope, and teeter 'fore the fall.
Why have I been cursed you ask, and I can hardly say.
The truth is that I wouldn't want it any other way.
We look up in wonder at the stars,
We ponder on there being life on Mars,
And so we've sent a craft to see,
A marvellous thing called "Curiosity".
And on the surface of the big red rock,
The last of its kind looks up in shock,
As from the sky there falls a star,
Which has travelled there from afar.
Then the star begins to slow,
And the last Martian feline down below,
Stares in wonder, as a chute deploys,
Soon followed by the strangest noise,
As the thrusters ignite to stop,
The rapidity of the strange craft's drop.
And then the craft begins to lower,
A separate large object from below her,
Which lands upon the creature's head,
Leaving it squashed and very dead!
Now just how terribly ironic is that?
"Curiosity" killed the cat!
Thunderous , twisting, torrential force,
spiraling, suddenly changing course,
ravaging everything in sight,
sinister, ominous threat in flight.
Savage, swirling, deadly wind,
destructive fury that won’t rescind,
Devastatingly she seeks to destroy,
savoring the wrath that she deploys.