Best Infectious Poems
My once precious flower,
Your fragrance has plateau:
The beetles lurking in the dark,
and crawling with the thrust
of the wind when it’s light
are mischievous, and they have
no love within their hearts.
Enveloping the essence of
your core, and your once flourishing
inner beauty; they have uncovered
your shining passion of lost light,
which was once a beacon of hope,
thus, your once lovable soul—they
now consume!
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© Joseph S. Spence, Sr., (Epulaeryu Master) 10/15/08
All Rights Reserved, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA
Senior Advisor, to Founder of Motivational Strips
Ambassador De Literature
Noble Star of Literature 2018
Living Legend of the 21st Century
Pentasiv B World Friendship Poetry Featured Poet 2019
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Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine;
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.
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You liked me at first with your mind
Criss-crossing hugs, our thoughts entwine
Infectious charm shattered my sense
Droplets hit, crumbling my defense
Sparks alarm, ringing intense
Followed by drum thumping heart
I'm on a new road that seems right
Contained by our vows so pure
My world lights in brighter hues
Contagious, with the love I found in you
It was more than my mind that thought
You caught my eye, infectious onslaught
This meeting of us, never by chance
Our defenses drop heading romance
Your hand clasp in mine, tango, our dance
Chest to chest, they pound a raw debut
two Paths in our lives have chosen anew
Entertained, now drained we retire
On silken sheets,spooned fuse,we perspire
Contented, we sleep in naked attire
(c) Olive Eloisa and James Fraser
9:35pm
September 21, 2014
Sponsor Poet Destroyer A
Contest Name A poem you have not entered in a contest # 13
Placed 4th
** thank you Mr. James.. :)
This smile, so infectious.
Monkeys so pretentious.
Her eyes glow with wonder.
Reminders of when I was younger!
Each day, new discoveries.
Life's little mysteries!
There is so much that I do miss.
Such as;
your hugs and your juicy kiss.
You are always in my thoughts,
I cant wait to show you what I was taught.
Curious; what will you be?
As you grow, so speedily.
Your imagination, your dreams, only you can tell.
For you, my grand daughter, my heart does swell.
You may not a complete mirror image of me.
But I know inside you, I do see.
That there is art and history.
An old soul, is what you are.
A glorious and brilliant shining star.
I am always there with you.
In your heart, you feel it too.
The older you get, the closer we'll become.
~mp (c)
Feel my body heat
a response to my heartbeat
since our love did meet
Boozy
Oozy
Woozy
Floozy
Drug injected, boozy, oozy, Miss.
Flu infected, woozy, floozy kiss.
Written 1/20/18
Contest: Write Me a Tyburn
Hosted by: Kim Rodrigues
They were one greedy couple,
they loved dipping their hands in the money pot
They loved putting in only a little,
and they really liked taking out a lot
They liked the social status
of hanging out with the holy crew
Kicking it, rubbing elbows with the righteous,
emboldened them as their hypocrisy grew
On a certain day,
the holy congregation came together
and put everything they had into the pot
But the greedy couple got slick,
and secretly agreed to leave a large portion out
The thing they didn't realize
is that God knows the heart
You can trick man easily,
but God sees through the dark
When the church leaders called the man,
and asked what price did he sell the land
The greedy man said such and such,
and though it ain't much, I give it all to God
The leaders said since you lied to the Holy Ghost,
the feet you hear are coming to bury your soul
And the greedy man died because he lied
to God
Next, the church leaders called the woman,
and asked what price did she sell the land
The greedy woman said such and such,
and though it ain't much, I give it all to God
The church elders declared that's what her husband said
before he gave up the ghost, and got put in an earthen bed
And to the Holy Ghost you too have lied
When she heard this, she also fell down and died,
and got buried next to her husband alongside
Evil infectious greed
can't be allowed to grow in the field of the righteous
God said: Separate the wheat from the weeds;
it's evident, the wicked can't live amongst the just
The plain truth is, they never really were one of us
#HEAD THROWN BACK...
A JOLT* OF FEEL GOOD HUMOR, ATTACKS!
STRESS REDUCES, BELLY ACHING, SHAKING AND "HOLD YOUR CHEST" LAUGHTER FEST PRODUCES...
MUCH NEEDED MEDICINE, RELEASED, THAT'S GOOD FOR YOUR SOUL...
"COMEDIC GOLD!"
I LOVE TO LAUGH!!!
ESPECIALLY UNEXPECTEDLY...
SHARP WIT, A QUIP!
JOHN LARROQUETTE (ACTOR)
COMEDIC CYNICISM, SARCASM AT IT'S FINEST DELIVERED, BUT NOT TO HURT, JUST ANOTHER OBSERVATION THAT ELICITS HIGH VOLUME LAUGHTER, WHAT A WONDERFUL SENSATION, {GOOD VIBRATION} "THAT ELATION!"
YES INDEED, I FEEL GREATFUL...
AS A HUMAN BEING TO HAVE BEEN GRANTED A "RESPONSE" SEED...
AREN'T WE ALL, AREN'T WE ALL...
SO VERY FORTUNATE, WHEN WE ARE ABLE AND WELCOMINGLY *OPEN* TO RECEIVE OUR FILL...
"WHO'S UP FOR REFILLS?" *LOL*
TO ALL COMICS, CYNICS AND EVERYDAY EXPRESSERS WHO TICKLE OUR FUNNY BONE; "THEY TAKE OUR SOULS HOME" THAT'S HEALING, {THIS OPTIMAL FEELING!} AN AWESOME APPEALING *GIFT* WE OWN!~
HOW FORTUNATE...
"MOST FORTUNATE!"
"WHAT {WONDROUS} MEDICINE*****"
ALL DUE TO A N D THROUGH LAUGHTER!~
©Renee D. Gross {GHPPR} March 2023#
Layers upon layers
Batter after batter
Larger than life creatures
live
Beneath my bed.
My pillow whispers lie.
There are times
when I flip it over.
I prefer my lies served cold
shaken and stirring...
foul breath smelly bedding.
Lies, like dust mites do bug.
Update 10.2 improves clarity.
Lies have an app for that.
Crystal clear connected lies.
Disconnected clouded lies.
And, of course
Lie
Lies Lies
Lies Lie. Lies
A pyramid of lies
Let us remember the periodic table of lies.
White lies
Colored lies.
Taste the rainbow of lies.
Infectious wasted lies.
Toxic waste is a buried alive lie.
As lies add up like hazardous garbage, lie's flounder.
A green sticker has a tongue in a divided circle.
A red bag has some more circular labels of lies.
And in the men's room, I see biohazard sharps containments.
It's typical when urine lies on toilet seats.
People recycle lies like buffoons that refuse to use the truth;
those are all lies too.
And they even sell lies for five dollars per balloon.
Toss it in the trash and watch it disappear every Wednesday.
How would you feel if you were thrown out like trash with your lies?
Better yet, just throw it all in the fire pit.
Burn rubber, burn gas, burn Mother Nature...burn.
Plead with your conscience about these lies.
Glorify lies . . .
Justify lies . . .
Then again
Glorify and justify more lies,
then romance your newfound ignorance.
Believe me,
it'll burn too . . .
Trust me.
2-18-17
While attending today’s matinee
Of a fairly new one-woman play,
My so-called “better half”
Heard a boisterous laugh
From the audience, making his day.
Though the play was deserving of mirth
This was like the best laughter on earth.
When the show did conclude
He looked ‘round for just who’d
Chortled loudly for all she was worth.
With the lights on, he focused his eyes
To find she of those jubilant cries.
He was thrilled when he found
That the best laugh around
Came from someone he knew – a surprise!
slogging through a crowd’s malaise – the glare of smartphones
Monoku 4
**04 Feb 2016**
Pox pigeon carrier of pestilent tidings,
those carcase messages
kiln blow in the air
like urn ashes
What dour condor news
does thou fading twilight beak bring?
Witching hour hex blues
only the grave vex tomb vulture sing
Let the dirt breathers
allow a woe amplitude of fear
to impregnate their ear
So every womb bereaver
will shed a stillborn tweet tear
Haughty hope gasp dies
in the darkness of pre-dawn
As cryo crows of the nether voyage
carrion wave crypt cries,
from broken vial eyes,
of next-gen passenger pawns
Hear the infectious warbling,
a decaying flesh sound
of ill vibrations
O howl
the boo ravens abound
Void sickly the caw noise sing
Infectious!
by Hafiz
loose translation by Michael R. Burch
I became infected with happiness tonight
as I wandered idly, singing in the starlight.
Now I'm wonderfully contagious—
so kiss me!
You're infectious you know
More subtle than any virus
The way you infiltrated my system and
Slipped past my defenses
I fell for you faster than i realized
And it wasn't an abrupt drop, no
Not a sudden stomach-lifting descent into madness
It was more of a smooth glide downward
Into the beautiful demise of my solitude
The likes of which is now splattered all over the ground
You melded with my cells
With my being
But instead of destroying me
You planted yourself within my blueprint
Within my plans
And dare I say that in some ways
You made me better?
Hidden in my structure
Lies you
I don't know if i can shake you
Or if I even want to
that your load is less ~
an infectious thought that brings
a smile to my face
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h/t to Alkas' POTD
Love
lifts
us up-
fellowship
helps share it around,
together our shalom abounds