Best Obloquy Poems
B ugger came in at three A.M.
R ip roaring through the house
"O bloquy did not happen", said he; in denial
"U nder no circumstances was that me"
H yposensitized she became to his brohahas
A nd hanging in there year after year
H appiness disappears, gloom constant companion
A nd then she woke up one day, writing poems
Brouhaha-a stir, a fuss, an uproaring
Obloquy-n- discredit, disgrace
Written: January 30, 2023
Contest: Writing Challenge-B Word
Chosen Word: Brouhaha
Sponsor: Constance La France
This is totally fictional; it is not intended to refer to anyone implied, expressed or unexpressed.
Easter 2020
Written: by Miracle Man
2-11-2020
Jesus came as man to die for our sin,
Reputation, deliberately smudged.
His death on the cross brought other’s chagrin,
Held up in Obloquy, Jesus was judged.
Over the years I have felt your disapproval. You have impressed upon me that I should own my mistakes and take personal responsibility. The problem I have with this is that many of my actions as an adult are a direct result of childhood wounds that I have tried to shoulder alone. I never wanted you to feel that weight I carry. I have not been able to place the responsibility on the true responsible party. As a child, I should have never been blamed for all my shortcomings as a human being. I believe a child cannot be fully accountable for their bad behavior. Environment, parenting and nature versus nature plays a huge part in the person I had become. By the grace of God, I have done everything in my power to overcome my wounds. Now forgiving and forgetting, as Jesus does has been my mantra. Forgetting has been the hardest. No matter how much I try to do this, I am sometimes incapable of this. Playing a blame game is not what I am trying to achieve here. I am simply attempting to make peace in my life. The secrets I have kept have been a source of obloquy for most my life. These things I cannot tell you because I don't want you to feel the pain of my hurts. Just know I have tried to protect you, as I felt that I wasn't protected enough many times. There are serious issues I cannot bear to voice. Carrying around this yoke has been exhausting. I will take many things to my grave. Please know daddy, all my actions have not been all my fault. I was a child once, a very broken one at that. I have acted out and been passive aggressive in way to many instances. I tell this confusing information now, not to make up excuses, but to repair our relationship. I need your forgiveness, but possibly unbeknownst to you, you need mine too. I love you unconditionally and miss having my daddy in my life.
A sleeping beast
Or winged messenger from God
Lays its quicksand of the truth
And I am spat like a petal from some nameless bloody heart
A constant question of the proof
I scratch in complacent deals
With my fellow’s skin and drone predators
While living in the fields
A cauldron drips
These poppies fix
A soldiers boot
Addiction is
The needle spent is where I live
But faith can be
Such a fickle masturbation of sentiment
Did I nail myself onto the wood
In scarlet scars through shrinking palms
Sacrifice my history
So they could write a misshapen allegory
So they could rest their scraps
In painted psalms of papier-mâché
None of it was me
I was not born to be
An asset
Of their delinquency
Did I lay myself out in love
To hang there torn upon the cross
A plush riddle in comforts upholstery
The benediction of their ease
The filthy placebo of their greed
In the ragged bones I fall to earth
In the moist illusion of the dust
With this wretched taste of famine in my throat
Am I the benediction of their greed
The filthy placebo of their disease
A nameless child who scavenges
For every single breath
As I lay here in the dirt
And in the gluttony of the church
And so for pities sake
Just one more obloquy of prayer
In the chronicle of remembrance
Or sleeping angel
A winged beast sent from the savage eye of God
Lays in the quicksand of the truth
Spat from a stinking petal
Of some cringing bloody heart
And I will gather here a while
The meagre scraps of dust and earth
A constant question of the proof
Countless generations lapsed since height of Greco-Roman mythology conceived, birthed and populated vast canopy of sky and expanse of terrestrial firmament, whereat obeisant propinquity quintessentially remains stalwart this day and age as guise dolls dote demonstrably come Valentine’s Day, when Cupid plucked from the quiver, notched in bowstring and launched Eros tinged arrow induces love struck swain to swoon upon a lassie fair, whence fecund female feast proliferates progeny.
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bona fide hormonal hankering didst since Adam and Eve a wake
aromatic, balmy, and captivating as effect from drinking sassafras
kin powerful pulsations viz diving rod erect phallus
creating con fusion pro bono er to enter lips engorged mass
Pussy swathed qua tangle of coiled, kinked, and thatched course grass
Willy wonka with vestal virgin hair line gonadal zone **** embarrass
twig and berries rutting, rusticating, routing and romancing intent
to deflower re: piercing hymen
with nary immune to perdition or déclassé
hello kitty edenic tropic of cancer coital compass
emitting pheromones culling asper a bong
clapping banging brass
intractable supremacy reproductive sport
waging whore with contemporary take
verboten fruit sexual pang thrust forward
omnipotent magnetic thirst to slake
unstoppable passions flared unfazed as annals
depict how hot coals feet did rake
despite hollow religious strictures obloquy,
the serum filled genitals did quake
infiltrate historical manifestations, naked humans
prey zing clear or opaque
deities of yesteryear demonstrable
bas relief showers copulation doth make
primal urges imbued *****sapiens
e’er since first man saw lady of the lake
triggering libidinal longing inducing salivation sans love struck drake
multi-tiered mouth watering orgasmic gastronomic carnal cake
Aphrodite spellbinding storied sport thrives inducing heart break
imbuing human guys gals feverish enthralled dizzy catnip behoove ache.
Fusillade! The thunder throbbed merrily
As the grassy hay in the stable clamped the baby lad
Involuntarily, intoxicated tears started running mad
Huge hand stroke beard, eyes lashes blushed wearily.
Rambling on tarragon path with lively pasture
Glaring, jealous eyes creep-ed, must be the son of the herdsman,
Who tickled the plants, poked the animals and sent obloquy to man
They engraved a cave, o! Capture that creature.
He must not stay, a mutant from the pit of sea
Mistrial, voices rattled, real alien some tittle-tattled,
Shackles raised, skin bruised, gallows set, parents fled,
Thunder scared, cloud dark and disdain, lightening too blind to see.
Just infusion, the choric birds racked bitterly,
He will be back, majestically.
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!
The wheels of justice might turn slow,
but...fear not those Dom (men knows)
minions defrauding decent folks...THUS
We (the Gods/Goddesses of Olympus)
interrupt this regularly scheduled pro
gram to deliver urgent unanimous verdict...
Telegram Spake Reportage...Justice
handed down from court of King Crimson...
NO “FAKE” vaccinated exception, exoneration,
edict decrees corruption, collusion breached,
Boyscout apprenticeship annulled antithetical
American aggrandizing Aegis.. presidential
Pillsbury doughboy, who haint nothing butta
zealous wantonly terrifying questing quack
psychopathic puissant mailer daemon;
earmarked legal writs excusing and/or
recusing himself, and his denizen, nee
army practicing vanity, thuggery, pernicious
perjury, ornery odious obloquy, noxious
notorious nincompoop narcissism,
muckraking manhandling malodorous
majority, lewdly lecherous, larcenous knave,
knowingly kickstarting jabbering jackanapes,
impertinently impeach-ably impeccably
impiously impudent, hoodwinking haughtily,
gum-shun grubbing, groping, fondling females,
exploiting exemptions, expunging executive
excruciatingly, excellently ersatz erected,
egregiously delightfully crotch clamping
chicanery, commander in (Mis)chief,
bonanza axed...Effective immediately!
A more qualified individual, or any other
livingsocial creature sought for present
vacancy of PRESIDENT
OF UNITED STATES ASAP!
lousy lips laced
with gaunt gaze
projected per peacocky
enchanting pull pulsing
retracting reels rumbling
muffled messages mumbling
damped debacles dripping
saucy strapped in
freakishly folded feelings
cusses gulping graces
airy syllables amputating
relegating oily obloquy
parted limbs leaking
jumpy jazz jolting.
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