Best Perspicuous Poems
I, who always used to gravitate toward health and fitness,
would flatter myself that I was too healthy to ever get a bad disease.
Then it happened! A lump - most inurbane -
had decided to invade one of my breasts.
There was nothing perspicuous about that tumor.
My first whole month consisted of going from one test to another
just to determine if it was malignant.
In my new surreal world, everything seemed to alienate me from normalcy.
Surely, I thought, my body is simply being capricious.
I kept believing that the crazy tumor would be ruled benign.
Surely my worries and my biggest looming fear soon would dissipate.
Then I got the verdict – second stage cancer.
Told it was a less invasive type, I felt a little reassured.
But after surgery, another test revealed I was high risk for it returning.
My condition is far from transitory.
If it lived inside me still, it would attack with vengeance were it to grow.
I did the radiation I was told to do
but turned down the chemotherapy.
The tumor, after all, had been removed.
Through prayer, I believe God guided me
to sources that informed me of other precautions
better for me than chemotherapy.
I can make bad genetics my scapegoat,
along with the weirdness of estrogen, which drove it to my breast.
My body betrayed me, but millions are victims of this disease each year.
For now, I am surviving and doing it wonderfully.
I search for more preventative solutions
through such things as exercise and healthy eating.
Perhaps I mainly get by with support from friends and family
and most certainly, from simply LOVING life
that by God’s grace,
victorious I may remain!
Revised for Julie Rodeheaver's "I'm a Survivor" Contest
Written: June 14, 2023
Pick-A-Title, Vol 37 - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
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Amidst the rolling hills and verdant green,
Lies a land of arcane, almost Xanadu if seen.
A place of ariose where dreams are born,
And the sun rises each day as an auric crown.
In this Elysian land, time seems to stand still.
Worries and troubles fade away, as if by will.
Here, one can find peace and tranquility.
The beauty of nature is its canorous serenity.
Glory in magenta and gold hues in the sky
The birds emit an opera of tunes as they fly.
The aroma of fresh flowers floods the air.
Trees soar high, their limbs rising in a blare.
Going upward, I have faith in my heart.
Through gloomy slopes and twisty parts.
The peaks are starting to come into sight.
Their tops were aurified with golden light.
I wander through this nebulous land of bliss.
And fathom a sensation of perspicuous peace.
I realize that I have embedded my idyllic place,
An oasis of diaphanous passion and grace.
Almost akin to Xanadu, an island of dreams.
It motivates me with whispered schemes.
The seal of the blessing of a utopian paradise
A realm where loveliness is eternal never dies.
I never ever meant to ALIENATE Cruella my mother in law
But her CAPRICIOUS INURBANE manner was really pretty poor
Cruella was PERSPICUOUS in her opinion and she would never listen
I was just her SCAPEGOAT and many times my eyes would glisten
I’d try my best to FLATTER her, I’d comment on her new dress
But if I’m being MALIGNANT she often looked a blinking mess!
Our TRANSITORY seldom meetings were never that much fun
We would DISSIPATE quickly, and out of the door I would run
I would GRAVITATE to the garden to get a little bit of peace
In the end I decided that our rare visits would now have to cease!
FICTIONAL WRITE FOR 10 WORD CONTEST BY JOHN HAMILTON
09~04~16
Any form is acceptable. YOU MUST USE ALL OF THE FOLLOWING 10 WORDS
1. ALIENATE 2. CAPRICIOUS 3. DISSIPATE 4. GRAVITATE 5.FLATTER 6. INURBANE 7. MALIGNANT 8.PERSPICUOUS 9. TRANSITORY 10. SCAPEGOAT
“Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.” Rumi
Life can be an incomplete glossary,
speech a haunting ghost,
in search of a perspicuous poem -
to express unspoken thoughts.
I remember when she said,
"Cue me poetry"
So, I became her perpetual poet,
engraving sweet soulful words
upon her bitter spiritless lips.
Fate had turned her into the Queen of Darkness,
but my heart glows in the dark.
Together we illuminated like a trillion twinkling stars,
outshining the enigmatic effervescent moon.
Her essence infused a refreshing presence,
like morning sunshine after a night of rain.
Slowly she became a pilgrim of my poetry,
and I, a sojourner lost within her soul.
As I wandered through her secret chapters,
my word weaving revealed her book of scars,
each drop of ink resembling her tepid tears.
Each vexatious verse purified through
a catalyst of catharsis, healed her wounds.
We are like quill and scribe,
vowels complimenting consonants,
completing an impeccable vocabulary -
without her there is no muse.
MY TRIBUTE
Best Teacher or Professor ever I met
Name embedded in mind, never to forget.
Emeritus professor in Mathematics.
An ideal teacher, peerless fantastic.
Respected, highly honored by each student
Normal, below average or brilliant.
Nonparallel prowess to teach tough subject
From Bengal Mr. Kalikrishna, model perfect.
In Honors Class, I was fortunate to catch.
Specially blessed being best in that batch.
My veneration, reverence and homage
To perspicuous pellucid translucent sage.
10/22/19
'Favorite Teacher or Professor'
Contest By Chantelle Anne Cooke
NOCTURN
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cicadas gather…
perspicuous serenade
sung in native tongue
A l i e n a t e me from the mother-in-law,
malignant by nature with many flaws-
“Oh don’t try to flatter me!
You’re inurbane, can’t you see!”
I surely failed getting luck of the draw!
His mother can sure be quite capricious,
and most of the time can be malicious-
“Please gravitate off the earth,
you d i s s i p a t e your own worth…
and your apple pie isn’t delicious!”
I liked her in a transitory way,
until she RUINED my own wedding day-
Tripped me walking down the aisle,
perspicuous! Saw her smile---- :)
as a scapegoat she blamed it on Aunt May!
Ten Word Challenge Contest
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Date Written: September 5, 2016
Amidst the Garden of Gethsemane
to dissipate from the sorrow and pain
Looking up to the heavens in discourse
on bend knees in unspoken recourse
Archangel Chamuel from heaven appeared
giving Him strength and ease as challenge neared
A kiss upon the cheek to flatter Him
in friendship, but gravitate to breach whim
A suffering servant, scapegoat unfurled
meant to die for us, the sins of the world
Alienated ilk malignant growth
transitory moment for lifetime oath
His words are perspicuous, clear, towards
capricious, inurbane souls, not ignored
9/13/2016
Worth A Shot
I didn’t want to alienate the capricious alien who ate
my malignant scapegoat Harry who refused to gravitate
outside to chew my weeds although he did then dissipate
the transitory nature of my fluctuating weight
and though he was perspicuous and often tried to bate
me into argumentative discussions (which I hate)
he sometimes tried to flatter me while I would masticate
the breakfast sausage bought by my inurbane sister Kate.
And now that I’ve used all ten words I think I’ll just tempt fate
and stop, because it’s dinnertime, and this is NOT first-rate!
August 31, 2016
After blissful years together marital conflicts begun,
normal for any marriage but for our daughter no fun.
Our capricious decision, separation was the call,
to alienate my daughter from me, not the deal at all.
Why do you chastise me like a malignant growth,
your own minds inner conflict, you forget our oath.
Pretentious plans of caring for her, your scapegoat,
Your sad behavior and control, about this you gloat.
I will continue to dissipate all this in vain,
to gravitate away from this inflicted pain.
Do you realize how much damage?
you impose on our daughter with your rage.
She pretends not to acknowledge me, to flatter you,
your mothers past on you inflicted is the clue.
Your inurbane manner affects our daughter’s future state,
those many heart breaking days restricted by a physical gate.
Please read the many professionals perspicuous reports about our story,
She needs her daddy, although alienated this is all transitory………........
My daughter loves and needs me, and will get me, the END.
08/30/2016
Ferocious, East Asian, Siberian Tigers purposely without a conscience, killing crocodiles to feed their children, cobras spitting a paralyzing, vicious venom, God give it, then take it, Life or Death couldn’t occur without his gorgeous, perspicuous permission, souls spacious, her heart’s vacant, blood is thicker than muddy water, possibly depending on this occasion, love without trust, kills most situations which fuels a grueling frustration, ants eating maggots regurgitation, now we run around Rich on Masta’s plantation, beforehand we got hung upside down castrated, slave owners watching our women masturbating, raping them on purpose, to lighten this fabricated nation, anacondas sitting on clouds killing, then eating that thundering lightning, while that tiger sits -n- watches for what he sees is enticing, Life is Beautiful, yet ugly with her many faces of sacrifices, in Life we must make sacrifices, for Life, even though we subtract from the value of it, it’s priceless.
Sacrifices
That’s
What Life is
Oh God! Alienate me from foes, dissipate me from vice,
Gravitate me to righteousness make me noble and wise.
In this malignant world with savage and inurbane minds,
Life has become hostile and peace is hard to find.
Please forgive me, for I may sound capricious sometimes,
I don't know how to flatter or praise You, in my poems.
Give me courage, I am lost like a scapegoat in wilderness,
Transitory is life, bestow me light take away the darkness.
In my perspicuous plea, all I want is sorrows to end,
Show me the right path that leads to you, for me to blend.
1st Place Only - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Laura Loo
Sept 15, 2016.
Ten Word Challenge - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Received First Place.
Contest judged on: Sept 17, 2016.
10 WORDS to be used:
1. ALIENATE 2. CAPRICIOUS 3. DISSIPATE 4. GRAVITATE 5.FLATTER 6. INURBANE 7. MALIGNANT 8.PERSPICUOUS 9. TRANSITORY 10. SCAPEGOAT
If there's one thing that is bound to alienate
school chums who to you like to gravitate
it's sudden outbursts of malignant gas
though transitory, take a while to pass.
Capricious friends now call you inurbane
the mood has gone much flatter on the bus,
I tell them all it will soon dissipate,
open a window, stop making a fuss.
Perspicuous is my blame, I make them see
the scapegoat is the boy sat next to me.
31st August 2016
For contest 'Ten word challenge', sponsor John Hamilton
Words included- Alienate, Gravitate, Malignant,Transitory, Capricious,
Inurbane, Flatter, Dissipate, Perspicuous, Scapegoat.
I'm an only child and introvert
Im capricious and I'm easily hurt
It's easy for me to dissipate
I alienate and I isolate
I gravitate to the inurbane
They seem to be only ones sane
Although their transitory and indignant
And sometimes downright malignant
As a child I was used as a scapegoat
But I was perspicuous enough to take note
If you call me crafty, you flatter me
You can call me nasty, it doesn't matter to me
August 31, 2016
Though perspicuous from your tongue, your inurbane words flatter no one.
With their capricious nature you can't see how they alienate your heart from your mind,
yet your transitory thoughts still gravitate toward malignant ideas
which dissipate in rapid secession with each scapegoat that you find.
08/31/16