Best Radically Poems
Sometimes extraordinary earthquakes radically rearrange the landscape
Sometimes continents collide, violently vying for the same space
Sometimes the savanna becomes a mountain range dividing two valleys
Sometimes your two best friends are a girl and a guy
she likes him
you like her
Sometimes the savanna becomes a mountain range dividing two valleys
sometimes you wander into a romance novel
not ready for
a love triangle
Sometimes continents collide, violently vying for the same space
sometimes relationships shift and you realize
you are not
the best man
Sometimes extraordinary earthquakes radically rearrange the landscape
sometimes your two best friends get married
and you need
new best friends
Categories:
radically, love hurts, relationship, teen
Form:
Free verse
Hey!
My
Daily
Love-trances!
You are vain, absurd,
Pointless like gigantic bubbles!
Unworthy to reach my love’s castled, restricted mind.
Counting his forehead’s plaits, I pass my virgin life recklessly, day-dreaming worthlessly;
Glaring at his eyes, I find the dreams reigning there with great authenticity, ignoring me, my love or even my poor fervidity.
Dusk to dawn, dawn to dusk, his love encompasses me, like a haunted house and ghostly I feel I see! As the time passes, I don’t know when I started counting even his sighs, forgetting my love-dreams and all of its hues.
But Ha! His whimsical mind is inaccessible, radically changeable, it’s rather easier to count his holly eye lashes, where there is no hypocrisy at all, but existing love enormous for me; 'Silence' is the name of our love you see! Though he likes to keep it unutterable to me! It's mad love, which has kept me forever thirsty!
Categories:
radically, dream, emotions, feelings, how
Form:
Fibonacci
White is fundamental absence of color,
as is evangelical black.
But, white is colorless
due to emptiness
while black
because of good news fullness.
Transparency is presence of visibility
as is not darkness
but transparency is void
where opaque is dense.
Life is absence of death
as death is absence of life.
But, death is empty and void
while life is full and robust
Promising evangelical integrity
of all motions and emotions
actions and reactions
ratios and reasonables,
presence and co-presence
in-between radically sacred
and fundamentally secular
cultures of dualistic meaning
evolve courageously purposed bright
with loads of curious light.
Categories:
radically, community, courage, culture, health,
Form:
Political Verse
There once was a composer named Cage
whose compositions caused 'listener' rage.
His music,was too radically new,
it gave the orchestra so little to do
Categories:
radically, music, people, satire,
Form:
Clerihew
Political leaders globally surmise our economic stability.
Their mind desires maximization of their capabilities.
They seek power that is not to be.
Do they enmesh via history?
Does it matter what occurrences have already manifested?
These are the questions that are answered via their dogmatic presence.
Radically, they decide in an environment of arrest.
These dedicated bodies should care.
Religious figures throughout the universe suggest that humanity must get involve.
That they need to know life for what it is.
That God design this planet as a living will.
Through their mind-sets, they supposition humankind as only life formed.
Does it matter when new life is born?
Do they know the mixing bowl of faith is how mankind develops hate?
This implicates what is embroiled.
The love of thou fellow man, woman, and child will devout all.
For there is no man or woman above what is right.
For God gave us life to live precise.
That is to wrong that precarious time.
That is when right supersedes within the mind.
If it does not, all humanity is lost.
Then there is no more cold war.
R ise above
I niquity to
B e
S ave!
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Scribe August 12, 2015!
Categories:
radically, america, creation, humanity, philosophy,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
American Bandstand, Aqua Velva Ads, Aretha Franklin, and, the Andy Griffith Show
Black lights, Bewitched, bean bag chairs, beads, Batman and the Beatles
Cleopatra, Corvairs, Corvettes, Chevelles, Captain Kangaroo, Civil Rights Movement
Dionne Warwick, Derek and the Dominoes, Dennis the Menace, and Dodge Dart.
Ed Sullivan’s Amateur Hour, Elvis Presley, the Edsel, and new expressions emerge.
Fiddler on the Roof , Flower Power painted vans, Free love, Fiber optic lights,
Giget, Green Acres, Glen Campbell, Gun Smoke, Go-Go Boots, “Go with the flow!”
Hello Dolly, Have Gun Will Travel,and the Hippie Movement begin...“Hang Ten”
Imperial (the car), I dream of Jeanie, and new phrases “In your face” crop up.
JFK youngest U.S. President, and Jackie Kennedy stylish First Lady,
Kennedy was assassinated and the nation mourned the loss of their young leader.
Lamborghini 350 GT, Lava Lamps, Lady and the Tramp, Lost in Space, Lassie
Mousekateers, mini-skirts, mobiles, macramé plant hangars, Mash, The Monkeys,
Nissan Skyline GT-R, Nash Metropolitan, and Nestles’ Nestle were signs of the times.
Ordinary people seek peace during the years of war and social change of the 60s.
Pillsbury Doughboy, Petticoat Junction,and Peter, Paul, and Mary, placate.
Queen for the Day TV show, bring a fantasy escape during radically changing times.
Rabbit ear antennas for TV shows: Route 66, and Rowan and Martin’s Laugh- In.
Sherri Lewis and Lamb Chop, Shake and Bake, and the sexual revolution start.
Twist to The Four Tops, The Flintstones,The Adam’s Family, The Twilight Zone.
“Up your nose with a rubber hose” and similar expressions are the times’ lingo.
Valley of the Dolls, Volkswagon Karmann Ghia, and Vanilla Fudge, gain popularity.
Wonderful World of Disney, Vietnam War, protests, and “Groovy” words crop up.
Xenoglossia emerges; “Make love, not war,” “Far out,” “Catch you on the flip-side.”
Yonderly Vietnam Veterans return home to social unrest without a hero’s honor.
Zanadu dances around in the minds of the partakers; religion is legal, not marijuana.
Copyright March 7, 2015
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: The Decades
Sponsor: Kelly Deschler
Categories:
radically, america, angst, fashion, history,
Form:
Abecedarian
Hi tech trinkets
Shiny new gadgets
Radically transforming ourselves
There's an app for that
Absence of human touch
And Face-to-face emotions
Connect through texting
Computer generated desires
Hi tech verse humans
Paradox of our time
Categories:
radically, allegory,
Form:
Free verse
I sit restless on the edge of my bed
my hands radically rubbing wringing wet
I have been right in this position a million times before, you can bet
but tonight it has me drawn in, all of my attention given
a snack quickly I cry out, he is always scared, did I mention
no matter I think it makes me love him more, held in suspension
he sends me to places unknown through his adventure
to haunted Irish castles and slimy swamps we venture
and in the end as the beginning I will sing his song, a real quencher
"Scooby Dooby Doo Where Are You" it's 8 pm, time for our misadventure
Yes, being silly, it is 4 am here. My bones say 2035 and midnight. lol I swear I am turning into Granny Clampet, (Beverly Hillbillies) there must be rain in the forecast. Oh my kingdom for a jug. "tahe" ( yes spelled wrong, just my own thing since I was 4) Anyway I hope people can find time to watch Scooby Doo, he is my MAN! :-) I told you I was here for fun. lol
Categories:
radically, adventure, mystery, uplifting, me,
Form:
Rhyme
rainy season
grief, white hydrangeas
hungry caterpillar
In part, The Haiku Society of America’s definition of a haiku reads, “Usually a haiku in English is written in three unrhymed lines of seventeen or fewer syllables.” Further, Japanese scholar Shigehisa Kuriyama states, “The 5-7-5 pattern by itself does not make a haiku.” (Gurga, p. 1). Contemporary English language haiku have departed radically from the 5-7-5 convention, including the Beat haiku of Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, and Gary Snyder, the latter awarded the Masaoka Shiki International Haiku Grand Prize in 2004. The haiku of Robert Spiess are especially experimental.
I recommend two sources for further study of haiku: “Haiku: A Poet’s Guide,” by Lee Gurga, addresses haiku in it’s traditional form; “Haiku Poetics in Twentieth-Century Avant-Garde Poetry,” by Jeffery Johnson discusses haiku as realized by modernist poets.
Speaking personally, it is most important for me to enjoy writing a haiku, correct form or not, and for my haiku to be enjoyed by the reader.
Categories:
radically, grief, nature,
Form:
Haiku
Philosophers, down the ages,
Have strenuously tried
To figure out language:
Their numerous narratives polarize
Into two Grand narratives, a binary:
Language is referential / differential.
This binary has yielded numerous derivatives.
On the referential side, for instance,
There’s the view that language is an instrument,
As advanced notably by Aristotle, Bhamaha and Dandin.
On the differential side, we have
Saussure’s notion:
Language is a system of differences
(without any positive terms).
Derrida, for his part, widened it:
Language is infinitely differential,
As suggested by his coinage differance,
which implies: language is
slippery, radically unstable,
which, in turn, gave rise to
mind-boggling derivatives
in this postmodern world!
Some of them are: Derrida’s (own) freeplay
of the (autonomous) sign,
Bloom’s (willful) misreading,
And Lyotard’s (incommensurable) language games
(which we all play in this postmodern space willy-nilly)
All these differences have led
Often to acrimonious disputes,
Couched, of late, in a language
that abounds in ambiguity
and neatly underpinned by illogic!
The predicament of these philosophers (old or new) is:
What they and we all observe
is not language-in-itself,
but language as seen by us—
which is similar to what Heisenberg said about nature!
These disputes remind us
of the dispute among the six characters,
in the age-old parable,
which reportedly originated in the Indian Rigveda.
(but now found in several belief systems).
It’s the parable of the six men
(as narrated by John Godfrey Saxe)
Wherein the characters tried
To figure out an elephant,
which, unfortunately, none of them
Had the faculty to see:
So, one called it soft and mushy;
for another it was like a snake;
for the third, it was fan-like,
And so on.
Thus, they “disputed loud and long,
Though each was partly in the right
…and all were [rightly] in the wrong!"
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Categories:
radically, language, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
So slick and sexy. Purred past Temple Bar.
That throaty engine advertising punch.
All legal London, strolling out for lunch,
with turning heads declared, “Now that’s a car!”
So many barristers are – if not losers,
low earners and slow learners. I was one.
I, plodding back from Penge, felt put upon:
a plea, a pittance. Now for Holborn’s boozers.
That mean machine was not for saps like me.
I turned my face towards the threatening rain,
and started wearily up Chancery Lane.
A cup of tea and, hopefully, a fee
awaited me in Chambers. Alloy wheels
slid sleekly, silently – stopped at my side.
That car again! I watched the window glide
wide open. And I almost had to kneel
to see the driver. Handsome. Tall and thin.
The shirt was pastel pink, the tie was silk.
The suit was Savile Row, or of that ilk.
His words astonished me. “Well, clamber in!”
And then the penny dropped. It’s Alex R!
Agility has never been my thing,
so Reaney waited, engine idling,
as I shoe-horned myself into his car.
We’d known each other at the School of Law,
but then our paths had radically diverged.
Me, in pleas and poverty submerged,
and he, the wide blue skies of Libel to explore.
“I’ll run you back to Chambers – beat the rain.”
He asked me what had occupied my morning.
For him, the King’s Bench judges were adjourning.
I’d copped a plea in Penge – how to explain?
The major stars had Alex at the helm
when they unleashed their lawsuits on the press.
Defending thefts of bicycles – and less –
was my domain. He ruled a regal realm.
His clients of the moment, man and wife,
were household names. They’d sold their wedding day
to paparazzi, who refused to pay.
The plaint was something weird, like “Stolen Life”.
The man, from Delaware, big hair, and Jewish.
They crank out movies like there’s no tomorrow
(Chicago, Basic Instinct, Traffic, Zorro):
the girl, from Aberdare – think Cher, and shrewish.
To talk of money is a vulgar thing,
but I was desperate to know his fee.
The forty quid I’d earned, I wouldn’t see
for months to come. His wrists were dripping bling.
We’d be at Chambers in another minute.
“So, Alex,” (best to blurt the damn thing out),
“a case like that. You’re looking at … about …?”
He grinned at me and said, “you’re sitting in it.”
Categories:
radically, humorous,
Form:
Quatrain
This is my search for the proper mentality
Ive realized I need to change myself drastically,
And Radically
I need to Change my whole inner Anatomy
On The search for a cure to my insanity
I just dont want to be another fatality
As I look around casually, trying to think rationally
But the only answer i can find is to change my whole personality
If i dont the pain will continue to grow rapidly
In this calamity I lost you, but only to a mental catastrophe
But you looked into my eyes and said "it wasnt me"
So ill continue to be in this state of amity
Thankfully I lack apathy
While i wait Ecstatically
For you come back to me,
In my time of need I tried to turn to christanity
Because They said the bible would hold the answers in reality
But my life needs to be lived emphatically
So id like to drop a bomb on your faith, **** the baptistry
And im sorry for all this blasphomy
My words of truth have turned into a rhapsody
And ive learned that The one of the real gifts you left me is was this constructive agony
My brain needs to be drained because its nearly at full capacity
My thoughts are endless and keep growing erratically
Every thought of mine is full of confession, confusion and wishes for the future,
Id call it a fantasy
Because I dream one day we will be living together, fantastically
And stop being held down by gravity
And ill float away with you in my arms
Now understand I say that with first meaning of audacity
And I feel like you are mine as if you were given to me through my born rights constitutionalily
And In my mind Our love was a given right that was ammended and ended with feelings of impartialily
But with time the amendment will be repealed happily, with no memory
And youll return to me randomly
And ill tell you "i wasnt worried" sarcastically
Because when you walked away it left a very deep cavity
i tried to fill it up with pathetic fallacy
but only you in my arms will fill it to the top dramatically
And nothing will ever be the same in my eyes and in my reality
Dont worry I dont say that unhappily
Because missing you has caused me to fight and fix my life and my immorality
So now ill take a bow and say "thank you"
like im trying to end this theatrically
With your hand in mine and the proper punctuality.
Categories:
radically, angst, betrayal, dedication, emotions,
Form:
Rhyme
Though we got the land on name of religion,
But we tend to be far more traditional,
As being a post-colonial, still baffled,
But now again my nation is girdled!
Every province have its language but,
Radically alike semantics in our spirit,
Some wear waistcoat or some jeans,
This polarization persists in our teens,
But to this point of disparity, still,
We all offer Him together and will!
A time comes in a year, twice
Where we gather with family and cheer,
A reason of celebration twice the year,
One for the fasting in holy month inhere,
While merry on the Latter is premier,
Subdued in the celebrations we’re
Thus so in satisfaction of love,
only of father and mother,
This is the life in my homeland lived,
Mundanely lived … ah seems outlived!
Categories:
radically, blessing, home, humor, identity,
Form:
Rhyme
SUPERLATIVES
S uperlative sentiments subliminally stupefy- salubrious solitude
U niquiviocal uproariously unconventional, uninhibited, unabashed
P reposterously pedantic, precarious pandemics, perilous pandemonium
E uphoria exemplified, exquisitely exorbitant – eloquently enthralled
R eiterated relentlessly, radically rambunctious--ruthless retribution
L inguistically ludicrous, lavished lackadaisical— listless laments
A bundant accentuations, adorning ambiguous animosity—antithetical
T ranslucently tantalized, tediously thrifty tumult—transfixed
I ncourrigeable impediments insatiable, idealistic irrelevance-illustrious
V ernacular vindicated vivaciously, vehemently visceral—venerated
E xplicitly effervescently exonerated, eclectic exuberance—elated
S crupulously steadfast solitude, surreptitiously subliminal – surrealistic
Categories:
radically, words,
Form:
Free verse
I never saw him coming nor did I feel his shadowy presence. Not to mention that no one informed me of his visitation.
Not all 'bang bangs' are created equal with bells and whistles. Clueless, it was simply me and him, head-on and face to face.
How was I supposed to know, having never met him before?
Oh, I had heard of him and that I would no doubt meet him 'someday'.
But 'someday' is a very long time, especially when you are busy with life. I knew others who had befriended him, but not many people I knew liked him.
Anyway, I was looking forward to meeting him "someday" with the understanding that my life did not have to be radically changed by him.
I had places to go and things to do and no time for 'Mr. Aging' to creep up on me. Anyway, he never called, emailed, texted, or informed me in any kind of way that he was intent on paying me a visit for the very first time. So it's no wonder I was surprised when he just showed up at my kitchen table as I was
reading a roadmap.
That's right, Mr. Aging just showed up unannounced one day and said in his own quiet way, "Hello, these eyes I've had for some 49 years can use a little help because the print is too small to see". It was Mr. Aging speaking to me, and that was the way we met for the very first time.
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Categories:
radically, age, senses,
Form:
Personification