Best Terrestrial Poems
Celestial wisdom; the mother of a precious starving infant, knows no shame!?
Transcending; as the father of an innocent war torn child, knows only pain....
Watching this world from afar these eyes, while it turns atop the bed of sorrows
Burning and yearning yet never learning; as tears keep falling, from broken hearts ~
You frankensteins; you hypocrites; you beast of burdens; you cannibals; you zombies
Lost and running around in circles while poisoning, tormenting and killing one another?!
Gnashing emulations; abominations, fulfilling the prophecies of its own saddened tales....
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'Course as a grim teller of tall tales,
(albeit poetic) reasonable rhyming
quasi roundelay I readily admitted to feign
cuz, stringing words together with
pride and prejudice plus
sense and sensibility, jocularity,
and conformity I dissed deign
(spoiler alert) iamb, trochaic,
dactylic, and anapestic metrical reign
jest your ordinary garden variety
dollar short day late dime a dozen
penniless citizen banker Abel and Cain,
yet mine mean mien blithely, daringly,
fatuously, ludicrously, nauseatingly,
pretentiously playfully urbane
many (if not all readers)
will coon sitter
yours truly harmlessly insane,
whose feeble attempts
to wax and wane
oft times falls flat (splat goes Matt)
as if dropped out plane,
without a parachute
instantly recuperating while lain
supine (winded, but...
none the worse) asthma brain
suffers concussion, confusion, contusion
actually, immediately, and unexpectedly
knocked fluent German speaking ability
within germane guy verständlich?
If ye really comprehend
trademark non Turkish gobbledygook
then explain (using
language of least familiarity),
but best to commence
with eye catching hook
impossible mission
apt lit pupils (mine)
to evade even momentarily
riveting, spellbinding,
and transfixing look
courtesy ingenious way
with word ye snook
cored me and took
wind out my sails.
Nor could I breakaway courtesy automobile,
cuz 2009 Hyundai Sonata
would not start... yea for real,
thus finding me ready to yoke
neck (think gibbet) each heel
dangling as body goes limp
blessedly, finally, happily
ridding me of any/all hangups,
one less goo goo gaga born this way
poker face cards for him to deal.
UNGABLUZUM describes this schlemiel!
Do men immortal know
whence went the crow,
on it's jubilant journey to bestow
the rod,the wreath, and mistletoe,
for below,
in the shadow of the pyramid
I crossed the river of Life,
my God as thy wife
my fear as my strife,
for I saw in the sun,
that Life itself is pitiless perfection -
J.A.B.
Predatory; fiction and fantasy became in essence the reality for most?!
In regards unto the realms of life beyound which in turn birthed
The fowlers net to ensnare amid these illusions and delusions....
Mass hypnosis, within subconscious' collective minds; webs of plights
Self-destruction paving this path atop the page in existence!?
Oblivious; as the black widows about their business spinning
Historicals deja vu wombs....
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Wearisomes travelers; who is blind and I Am not blind?!
Passing through gildeds secular anathemas open markets
With countless sonorous voices calling from their ravens, hoodoo booths
Wishing to sell everyone these worldly visions amid obscures
Perverted material trinkets; placing them in front of narrows sight!?
Glittering these things; as unto a baby within its beloved crib....
Poisons to possess; unaware of the kings orders borne in piques
Hateful beginnings while Rachel continues to weep; innocence deceived ~
Precious infants caught amid a kingdoms wrath, spite and pain; amissful
Their sidebar moments wherein they only have themselves to blame yet
Someone must pay for sombers resipiscence in this, corrosives mistakes....
Vexations troubling beast of conscious; crippled by its mutations?!
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Obsequies final taste; within this secession from a lamentatives covenant....
I took this pomegranate tree and I crushed it to, make myself a natives chalice of wine
Still, it remained bitter upon my tongue so, I spit it into the turning paean sea!?
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Bowing these eyes sometimes in frameful silence
As tears fill the pools of their sight ~
Often beholding this sorrow amid the darkness
Never escaping the truth of its painful plight
Strewn from sea to sea around the globe
No place and no life, is immune unto its plague
Although some believe that they are and perhaps they are....
Tis it better to be blind, than to be slayed???
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Sometimes I return unto the old neighborhood
To take a stroll down recollections lane....
Silver mesh thousand foot tall cyclone fences
Capped in razors edge; finding the windows
That they longingly peered through as within
These shackles they bled; amid the blindness
Of their eyes in this beatitudes story
Told, once upon a threshfuls time; polarized
By the Northern Star; where Angels sing....
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Walking through this dry parched land feeling as though I were cursed; or blessed?!
Tasting its malignant barren soils and enduring its parallels void empty winds
As a foreigner arriving at a distant city wherein, everything is bartered in an illusions
Being sold at the markets amid this montage and myriad of refractive delusions....
Short upon vision, and in love with invisible yet visible balls and chains; pleasure or pain!?
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Intriguing this swaying candles flame, trying to convince myself tis but, an aladdins lamp?!
Whispering these words with an amulets charms, dangling about its waist; a world of visions
Kept in this alabasters oblong box; scented aneath rosemary sage and mystic lay with
Incantations butterflies swirling amid the fire of narrations ellipses stage; candles flames
Trying to convince itself tis an aladdins lamp; offering a world in myoptic, bipolar wishes!?
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With cynical thoughts, wings of a terrestrial bird flutters to touch the sky.
The sun woke up way too soon
and realized that it had been
spooning with the moon.
Life is moving strangely
Stars are close but unrelated
Fortune seems to smile a lot
I hardly forget about you
As you imitate the crying owl
spread your whispers to the night
Let us all hear your call to the divine
Let the moon shine bright to our futures
Along with those that sew with it's light
Let us all enter your castle
Give us a taste of your ancient wealth
Bring us closer to our destinies
Bring us closer to the universe
Destroy the wicked
Destroy our ennemies
yes I saw a UFO
Or what's now called a UAP
GLIDING ABOVE THE water
Of the river Tennessee
I was with my brother
We were stoned
It is the truth
There on the bank
About a mile from our mom's
Back in my misspent youth
Yes.It was shaped like a saucer
Encircled with lights around
A spotlight upon the river below
It never made a sound
My brother the first to see it
Exclaimed
Do you see what I see ?
My mind trying hard
To repell it
I said point it out to me
He said I cannot believe this!
As I slowly came to grip
With this other worldly sighting
If it happens to you here's my tip
Accept what your eyes are seeing
There is no point to deny
And irritate your fellow man about visitors from the sky
The strangest thing about it all
When I've brought it up
Over the years
Is he never wants to
talk of it
As if resurrecting his fears
And I can't help but wonder
As a sportsman
They seemed to have sought
In Waterloo Alabama that night
Was it actually
My brother they caught
If it's true
They threw him back
With nary a hair out of place
At least with none
he discussed with me
By our visitors from outer space
When I was a child, I had a stuffed E.T. doll
Everything I did, he too would do it all
He was my constant companion
To the openess skies and the deepest canyons
I never did outgrow my best friend
Though his tattered arms and legs would join his end
I only wish I had him back
To quell my often anxiety attacks