Best Vertiginous Poems
FALLING FROM THE HEIGHTS
Who knew the road would fill with gravel’s pain?
My feet, sore bare, beneath the calloused peat.
The sun beat hard, no friend the serpent’s bane.
Fate’s sweat does drip, with chains, the dark complete.
The street does twist and wretch, the cliffs enormous.
The vertiginous heights of panic feeze.
Unpaid regret, ill storm felt ginormous.
Unholiness does creep upon my knees.
Good pleasure pled, my youth to harken please,
whilst time did serve the stench of gargoyled feet.
And greening eyes would steal the gold, and seize
the king’s pure daughter, then his regal seat.
The plummet ferocious does tear my skin.
The dirgelike wind does moan and fleece my sin.
3/8/2018
bane - woe, curse, destruction
feeze - a state of alarm or excitement
Categories:
vertiginous, death,
Form:
Sonnet
the beach’ll be a blast
of sand and surf
relax,
of surf and sun
enhance.
the ebb and flow,
a slow
down swish
of flow and romance.
the embrace
of salty air,
that we share,
and seaside beat
of gulls and feet.
a splash
of feet and hands
forming castles
that retreat,
with each push and pull
of the seashell
adorning,
ocean core.
a retreat,
seaside beat,
hot in sun,
a breezy-beachy blast
of romance,
complete with clinking
hurricane glass.
paradise of piña coladas
and sunny smiles
under attentive palms.
back in the sea,
the swish of waterfalls -
plenteous and frothing.
marvelous
enchantment
of vertiginous
waves pulling
me away
from the shore…
5/2/2022
Categories:
vertiginous, beach,
Form:
Free verse
I remember reading a short story by Hitchcock. Three friends walk and converse as they make their trek home from work. Huddled in mind,
independently fearless, the cold air or hot night baring their souls.
crows on line watching
remembering silhouettes -
chalk line to be drawn
Three, two, one - for one must eventually walk alone. Walking the line, confident, aware of every shadow, lurking, stillness jumps out.
Hesperus midnight
moon scantily clothed in shroud
clicking of high heels
Let go the chain, the arm-in-arm armor. Pallor of countenance as pinking blush of rush hour fades into dusk. You can almost see fingertips reaching out, moving away.
vertiginous spin
heightened intensity fights
thundering heartbeats
One, why her? All alone. Path is familiar and unknown. She spots someone near her residence. She runs like a stallion. Her horseshoes clip clopping on cobblestone. Key shaking, cranking, releasing. Safe.
Safe in a prison, of sorts. Safe, wrapped in her place of warmth.
the rocking chair creeks
only for a little while -
shower curtain shrieks
Each lady found a friendly front door and the backside; that closed out the cold or was it warm air? The third lady, warming her tea, hears the clearing of a throat behind her…
the stories complete
but my imagination
runs away with me
Now, I’ve told this tense tale, as I remember it. Three, two, one,
the ladies parted ways. Two will meet again, but the last one, ripped from the pages of time, lingers.
suspension of peace -
invalid looks through window
placed there by Hitchcock
Categories:
vertiginous, fear,
Form:
Haibun
I do not know how men many we were
or how we went, what we saw on the way
nor do I know for what ungodly purport was ours
or what goaded us on into deeper uncharted territory
despite our tortured souls and aching bodies protesting to refrain .
I vaguely recollect through my befogged mind
some arcane words like Shoggoth and Mi- go and Dagon,
so much gibberish and blubbering babble of deranged minds
gone at once numb and addled with sights and sounds
forbidden to man in his wildest dreams and thoughts.
Through crenellated valleys grey misted in their troughs
and crests and covered with slime or ooze as from some
white-wormed denizens from unnamed and should-not-be-named
lairs in regions in deep damp grottoes of infernal charnel mounds
did I and my ill-fated team wander wild-eyed and unkempt.
Do not ask me what we saw when we reached our goal
for what my skulled orbs beheld or what my brain deciphered
I know nor remember not all semblance of sense and sensibilities
having fled with a volition not my own but driven by transfusions
of thought telepathically imposed from without from the miasma.
I know not whether to thank those who found me in the sorry state
that they did - a blathering caricature of the human form more ape,
nay, an ape has more intellect and dignity, than man- a creature more
fit to dwell in the mire and morass of a cess-pit than tread the same
hallowed soil or breathe the self-same vapors as civilized man.
It was far better still that the group of kindly souls, most rightfully,
had left me to my own contrivances and let me wander in my unknown
quest for unknown and mysterious things best known to myself once
but now lost to me forever.
I find myself in these padded and strait-jacketedand dreary halls of Arkham
standing at the edge of the precipice of an insurmountable mountain with
an abyss at the foot, both of interminable depth and dark as the devil's heart.
I have leaped from this vertiginous height perhaps a dozen times to end my misery
but having felt all the terror and thrill of finding absolution, I find myself here again,
and again.
Categories:
vertiginous, dark, fantasy, horror, imagination,
Form:
Narrative
Fool's Gold
Show up in my life
So beautiful, wholesome
Like a angelic magician
Turned my cloudiness to lightness
Set my psyche to tenfold
Shaped me to feel unbroken
Cherished my flaws in all
Vertiginous by your tenderness
Sent my guard out the window
Sunlight turned into murkiness
Phosphorescent rotate to duskiness
Laughter looped to despair
Heart became disgusted
Soul tie turned unequally yoke
True colors revealed itself
Narcissistic knock on the door
Almighty dollar was the goal
Emotions was a put on
Undiscerning steered to deception
11/20/2016
Categories:
vertiginous, conflict, corruption, heartbreak, heartbroken,
Form:
Free verse
when he was six,
he cringed in fear
recalling nightmares
of being chased
by those who would,
with a scalpel, peel off,
scrape away and then
wear his own skin
and make him watch
the whole diabolical,
gory, sadistic ritual,
in his mind...
now at twelve,
he has outgrown that,
but fear has given way
to psychotic cruelty
as he salivates
with maniacal glee,
blasting away at
enemy spacecrafts
crisscrossing
vertiginous galaxies
on his PC monitor,
in his mind...
Categories:
vertiginous, confusion, passion, people,
Form:
Free verse
How ***** the color of viscera
squarely foreign in my breast
To be the butcher and grim and goddess
All in one
Leaves identity succinct
Or identifies succinctness
If it has been
Then so it was always before
Therein is 'Peace'
Reposed and eyes rolling
Great, vacant saucers on vertiginous axis
She is quite the swollen beast
And on all fronts, she is terrible
If only you'll watch you may notice her growth
A malignant sort
An unwelcome appendage
I'd dash it out but I've already gone
Too pale and dogged in life to succumb
I curse her tenacity
She has a sister, I think
Or maybe a child
A child who lives down deep in my chest
A child who shrieks and tears down the walls
Perhaps she dislikes their pattern
Categories:
vertiginous, absence, abuse, addiction, age,
Form:
Free verse
A not-quite-there longing for somewhere
not quite home. A transient town with a
shifting population: three-year stint students
refreshed each September like a busy webpage,
locals who’ve lived there for years like anywhere,
visitors who come and go and occasionally
never leave. It’s a bubble on the Welsh coast,
a semi-urban jigsaw of business and learning
in the vertigo of hills and sea. It’s a safety net
for the semi-lost or the liminals, a merperson
of a town. Abersick: a common term to describe
the vertiginous nostalgia that can occur once gone.
Nothing concrete; a faint yearning for something
that only really exists in your mind, nothing
you could put your finger on. Like thoughts.
There’s a strange energy to the town that
pulses in the tides. It’s the sort of feeling that
pulls in your chest like magnets or pheromones,
makes you want to run forever down a stormy seafront
or leap into the windy sky and fly. In Aberystwyth,
you can do anything. Abersickness: the state of
missing a town that feels like home. It’s physical,
sharpens like salt in your veins and spins your mind.
Once Aber’s in your blood, you’ll never leave.
Categories:
vertiginous, absence, home, identity, places,
Form:
Free verse
the raised mound
resulted in change some felt oddly profound
suddenly taller
vertiginous fear has affected the smaller.
Categories:
vertiginous, abuse,
Form:
Clerihew
A misted view of a bedroom cloth is really a cloak having a smoke. A range of fathomable feline feminine is felt and smelt. In a blood arch turning twisting. Take take take. Trapping then. Be nil beer. And be no bee in a bath. No no no. A fragrant wrath exposing experience. And a pinnacle of painted pain pleasing pleasurably. And a sanctimonious tissue skirt and a pint sized foetus embellishing an otherwise jeopardized environment. Beak no beaker. Brake no bomb. Cave it is within curves. Shitter shatter curtains. Blowing. Booming. Should scream school scatter scared shitless Shirley ship. And an interestingly printed power scarf interlocking and bricking for formation of bridges. Walking. Whistling. Walking. Widely. What whale which white winches. How remarkable it is then. An internally adjusted instrument. Strum in tum. Tuning. Turning. How fantastic the news. And how globally positioned is the equilateral equator of a new planet and a ten mile sun. In a minute. Fraction friction friends. Haha historical houses. Hahaha seed stem. Xxxxx vertiginous video xxxxx amplification z
Categories:
vertiginous, autumn, baby, basketball,
Form:
trust is a precious gift
once broken
we may never repair
shards that cut to the bone
a heart empties
love is sometimes
at its best a vertiginous climb
of heavens and hells
so enduring yet fragile
a bouquet graced vase
becomes the mistake
lying on the floor
the detritus of a receding faith
why is it sometimes
i can feel his footsteps
walking away from our bed
and i do not really care
you are his paramour
so why not mine
i go to the zoo
watch monkeys copulate
work on acceptance
animals possess an honesty
humanity rarely achieves
such is life at times
deposits you at its doors
with a horizon of jaundiced eyes
where faith struggles with its death
join hands with perfidious Janus
Fergus Falls 96
Categories:
vertiginous, true love,
Form:
Free verse
Save them
from the innermost of
the mind bewildered
the heart diminished
the voice demure to shout
Make them
collapse
with gloomy smile
Fake
intentions frail
of body and soul
promiscuous
Collide
Set free
a sage
in every word
on any page
display the sly wisdom
on vertiginous stage
Break
the rules
with detest for
the inferior manner
of callow honesty
for humane
Sake
Divide
Spare
the nightmare
noxious conqueror
contamination developed
through ferocious heart
in asinine mind
enveloped within rotten flesh
Take
advantage of their
sophomoric trust
sedated senses
and
amaurotic affections
Wake the blight
before they collapse
Deride
Categories:
vertiginous, confusion, death, depression, introspection,
Form:
Personification
An unfortunate calibre is a turtle turning in a towel. Vast vistas vacate villages videoing vests vehemently And all the time the sleeping beast snores as the cattle drive by in their mooving mobile manufactured machines. It is never wise to sit and stare at such a display of destruction. For restrictions can even be found in a tree root. Thus enabling an atomic automobile in an apron to attempt a curling dive. But not in a hairdressers nor in a cotton cottage garden. So one two three then whisper to the whales. How rather gallant. And how perfectly formed is a fine angled sheet on a washing line. Motionless but moving. Slight tepid breezes to assist drying. And a little flirtatious dove sparkling with a neat tiara and wand. Over a grey. Through a black. Olive oil and a sultry smile from a doorstep snake. Writhing in a wild wind. Such craftsmanship in an opaque skyline. Visionary visualising via very vertical vortexes. And quite often a radio held cup is indifferent to the fall out from portrayed portion of potatoes. Hahaha sensory steam hahaha lake learning laughter hahaha stem cell of sand xxxxx hypnotising hypothetical hippopotamus xxxxx bionic bread xxxxx vertiginous Z.
Categories:
vertiginous, animal, arabic, art, beautiful,
Form:
High athwart global sphere
planet Earth doth app pear
tubby totally tubular as a mere
twinkling gem devoid of lesions from hare
brained schemes to exploit near
Gaea, where
legions of self aggrandizement tear
ring into all four corners
of terrestrial firmae orb *****
hull us wreaking indiscriminate havoc,
yet blithe dismissal mare
ring greedily inducing
brass knuckle sandwich lobbed punches
punctuating each pugilisitc
jude dee ish us punch with denunciatory jeer
accompanied in situ with a malicious glare
destroying staunch
eco-friendly advocates tabulated violations
kept under lock and key
within a filing cabinet dossier
to hell rants Donald Trump and his miscreants
in reference viz those “FAKE” defiant, hippo critical
defenders of Earth, wind, fire, and air
subject to rampant wanton (soup per) discrediting
substantiated scientifically airtight conclusion,
sans irrefutable linkedin cause and effect
against human perpetrators
rampant environmental abuse
pegged since that first Margarita
signaled industrial age crowdsourcing,
crowing, crowning deuce
ex machina leveling landscape until
scoured bowels of oblate spheroid glacis loose
to wring and extract sought after mineral wealth
essentially wrenching, hammering, nailing cinch,
which global gem analogous
to affixing a polarized noose
specific metals deemed precious
justifying reckless ramifications thin as gruel excuse
whereat said esteemed Mother Nature privy ledges
sheared to extract vis a vis akin to a sluice...
Categories:
vertiginous, america, earth, hope, horror,
Form:
Free verse
Below:
Vertiginous
fish, foraging for flies
that hover above the water
level.
Above:
An eager eye
calculating, swooping
down with deadly talons splayed for
killing.
Categories:
vertiginous, nature
Form:
Cinquain