Best Homologous Poems
HOMOLOGOUS: MY FATHER'S BRAIN AND MOTHER'S HEART
Dad's extrovertism
lures my enthusiasm,
Mom's humanitarianism
and both of their dynamism
births my undying optimism.
A fruit certainly doesn't fall
too far from the tree at all.
I'm the true seed of my parents
and live in my & their bodies without rents.
Seizing a part from each is truth I can't hide:
Dad's intellect, mother's sharp mind.
In admiration, I look at them with pleasure –
gushing about them even in my composure.
I'm the photocopy of their marriage register,
they refused to give me a rival called sister.
Desires to own a part of you grow hard;
Ode to my commander, dear Dad;
I continue possessing your Einstein's brains,
keep custody of your flowing veins.
Dear Mom, I plucked your pure heart,
dripping with red passion, falling like darts,
I carry them both in my crawling cart.
My father's wisdom, and my mother's love,
these great gifts are more than enough.
No choice but to take up the skin’s demands,
mirroring you both in bodies and souls.
Have me the authorised rights to copyright
and model you, though I'm almost not wright,
I biologically earn an affinity cos sharin' is our rites.
The combination of my father's & mother's traits
makes me nearly complete 'cos it reminds me
that I'm a creation created to sail free.
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Form: Rhymes
Copyright ©? 6th May 2023.
The Thylacine, the Caspian tiger,
the Caribbean monk seal…
As these beasts disappear,
the most cruelty-vorous species appears.
They are homologous with humans
but their bearings are too brutal.
Though plenty in Asia,
their habitats are found in all the continents.
They hold the holy books
that they never read.
Tender feelings are scoped out by their tamers.
Empty sensorium.
Even the shattered body of an infant
won’t wet their eyes.
They chew the cud of bloody thoughts in isolation,
entranced by a heaven.
First published in The Literary Hatchet (Pear Tree Press, US).
A derailed train, with full of passengers,
If collides with a target my dear,
Then no one knows what will happen?
Only you receive helpline for twenty four into seven.
Life is homologous to that, it runs on a fast track.
Rarely can be kept on the right track.
It requires frequent brake.
Every life has its own challenges,
To overcome them one needs changes,
Never hesitate to face them,
You will be remembered as an emblem.
Worthless to blame others,
It is a race of survivors,
All Humans are seas of emotions,
They dream about promotions,
Wake up take initiative,
God commands act as an active,
Rather than behaving as fugitive.
Oh Father! my call to You --
but are You not All In All,
my eternal family
of infinite relations? --
therefore I affirm to You
(the unknowable
outside Your Love),
affirm in the feminine/masculine
animate/inanimate substance
of my ever evolving being
that I am truly sorry
for ever rebelling
and straying
for here I see now
my serpentine wrong:
thinking that I was separate
from You, my sole
source of true power
My sturdy registry of
immortal, core presence
throughout a universe
having immeasurable rings
of encircling time –
help me see more clearly
help me determine more
compassionately
ripen in me
an en-composing
vision
for cooperation
and homologous
activity
as the earth and its seeds
ascribe to the cycles
of the sun and moon
our siblings of lights
is not Light
Your Body of
consciousness?
Therefore, glow me
beam me
that I may shine
as representative
to all
as well as a gleam
onto Self
rekindle and strengthen
our conscious path
together, newly
establishing our
journeys
my only desire
to behold You
in every creation,
to Love You
ever greater….