Best Vocabularies Poems
Every dream that anyone ever has is theirs alone and they never manage to share it. And they never manage to remember it either. Not truly or accurately. Not as it was. Our memories and our vocabularies aren't up to the job. ~Alex Garland
My
dreams are
stories from
which I sometimes
wake; the characters
and fascinating plot
fresh inside my mind. Wishing
to capture one with words, I trace
it, only to have it fall apart. . .
for - after all - my stories are just dreams.
Aug. 10, 2019
Writing Challenge 1, August 2019 - Just Write - Poetry Contest
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Fingers intertwined in
wondrous oneness
together foreverness
breathtaking bliss
Eye to eye in
lyrical longing
melodic memories
soul symmetry
Backs turned to
bygone brokenness
solitary sanctums
heartbroken hibernation
Face to face in
aromatic anecdotes
possibility potpourri
enmeshed essences
Voices join in
rondos of rendezvous
chorales of compatibility
madrigals of mutuality
Heart to heart in
a fulcrum of fulfillment
a seesaw of serendipities
a trapeze of timelessness
Lips engaged in
passion's pendulum
voluptuous vocabularies
intoxicating innuendoes
She is lyrics and I am music
~ harmonizing a hypnotizing love song ~
a dizzying duet of delight
Attitude
Tom Wright
11-10-2016
Discouraging words are uttered every day,
And the most hurtful I hear is “I don’t care.”
Dudes get uptight when not getting their way,
That is more lamebrain than a barrel of hair.
Not caring about things is a bad place to live,
And from our vocabularies we should abolish.
Thinking only of one’s self with nothing to give,
Exposes us as being thoughtless and smallish;
PARDON MY FRENCH
She swore like a sailor
and what did it mean?
Did he cuss as a pause...
were their cohorts unclean?
Were their vocabularies lacking
in something rich or refined?
Did they swear in frustration,
were their expletives unkind?
Was she to quit swearing
when dad counts to five?
Did he pay at the cuss jar
in a ten dollar crash dive?
Must they think of real words
and substitute when they can?
Should they change their slang
before, the *#!% hits the fan?
It's a hard thing to do in
replacing letters of four.
His teacher says,"try five,"
Her's says,"try a few more!"
Her Mom says more letters
is just what she needs.
And he tries to count five
but, his Urban impedes.
The kids say, four letters
are not that dirty or bad!
Why must they change them
when they like what they've had.
There is power in speech
and it tells all about us.
So use five letter words
and please, do not cuss.
The kids were too literal
in the teaching they heard.
They discovered, in short,
FIVE, is a four letter word.
By Edlynn Nau
© June 28, 2016
Knowledge palace
Filled with future fantasies
Diving in new and new vocabularies
Fast door of success
Wonderful school!
THIS WOMAN I AM
WRITTEN BY NJIDEKA
IKERIONWU
This woman I am
Stops me at’imes
It crooks my cruises
And storms my sails
Cuts my journeys short
And cows my instincts
Shrinks my time at
library
It edits my vocabularies
Most times
It dumbs my mouth
And numbs my nerves
Subdues actions inside
me
Just to evade that
question
That shy’s and freezes
my actions
Don’t you know you are
woman?
Yet I want to come and
come back again
As the woman I am
Being under
Savouring the joys of
womanhood
Always happening
inside me
The sweetness of
receiving ends
Enjoying the sucks of
my babies
Cite me right in this
verse
A bit shy now
This woman I am
Origin of the name Swahili
Or " Kiswahili" ,
One person said , " Iswa ile"
Another person said," Iswa iyi "
Swahili is one of the Bantu
Languages
Like isiZulu , Kifuliru,
Kinyindu, Kikuyu
Xhosa, Chewa, Kivira ,
Kinyarwanda Lingala ,
Tchiluba, Kimakuwa,
Kibemba, Kimasanza
Isivenda, Luganda, Kiluya
Kirundi, Kishi, Kibwari
Kinyamwezi, Isiswathi
Isindebele, Kibembe
Sotho, Kikongo,
Kimongo, Chiyawo
...... so on.
Swahili has little influence
Of Arabic due to Islam in Africa ...
Which does not stand
for its origin
As some people spoke
here
and there
To underestimate
Swahili in the World.
Arabic
And
Swahili have
Different strictrures
And
Grammar
Which prove their big difference
No matter few arabic vocabularies
Are in Swahili,
Same as
In Urdu,
Hindi ,
Persian,
And
So on.
I have never heard
Some people who quoted
About Persian to be originated
From Arabic because of few
Arabic vocabularies
Which are in Persian.
Swahili is Bantu language,
With strictures and grammar
As the above Bantu languages.
June 10th 2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe
Mussabwa Chris
Note:
Iswa: it is a flying insect
which majority
bantu people eat.
"Iyi , ili, " means This...
"Ile, hile" means That...
Iswa hile"ile" means that flying insect,
Iswa hiyi " iyi" means this flying insect.
That is where the name Swahili found its origin.
Swahili people are called
" Baswahili or Waswahili "
Which can stand for Swahili speakers
also.
Authentic Swahili is of DRCongo ,
because it has 1% influence of Arabic as
Muslims don't reach 2 % of the populations.
Blindfold, sense the beat with your heart
memories in your muscle will move you
alignment to rhythmic body wave
barrida sweep turns to a colgada spin
passion channeling embrace bending
gancho maneuver and a volcada lean
arms around, arms interlock
feel the movement within
synchronicity of one
body, mind and soul
when you discover the rhythm of my inner core
the circle is finally complete
( Learning about Tango Movement Vocabularies )
Let’s be honest, I’m not that honest.
Be honest,
Just this once.
Forget all the dilutions of grandeur,
The noise.
Eat it so hard in the teeth that your mouth has a voice.
Unclench your tongue just long enough to choke on your words…
Then swallow your words,
They were never your word.
Just like it was never a case of, “she isn’t the other half of me”. Rational thoughts of that nature that tried to tie emotion to logic were as implausible as the idea that I had any idea in the first place.
It’s a philosophy contingent on empirically knowing that even the most limited of vocabularies can stutter words, reliant on misspelled synonyms that do more justice to a mind clumsy-drunk on love than any perfectionists wet dream of punctuation ever would.
It’s supposed to be messy.
Nights of trying to read the label on prescriptions through empty bottles gave self-induced illiteracy a formal introduction to Benzodiazepines.
See, attempts at dreams of you leave me isolated with feelings of resentment and distain in times of consciousness for nothing more than a lack of sleep.
Insomnia,
A new form of self-deprivation,
A therapy of sorts.
Wearing my “oh so apparent” membership card of bloodshot eyes and shaky hands with pride I’ve developed pipe dreams of time spent with the pillow in a utopia of…you.
I called you Benzo.
The irony is, the only provocation of panic that can get my mind racing fast enough to keep stride with the heart palpitations induced by you saying some other guy’s name is when you say mine.
The type of sickness I only experience when my mind decides to throw out the jury.
Anti-climactic, like her not being home when you knock on the door ready to recite a speech you wrote to explain how words aren’t enough anymore.
Standing there pledging allegiance to silence because the color of words has and always will be too dull to complete our portrait of perfection.
You keep your smiles guarded, with reason. All the more reason that I know I earned every last one, and the last one I got made me realize sometimes you got to burn it to the ground at a moment’s notice.
A flat line to a punch line, silence drowned out the noise…
Must I hear the word "cool "one more time
Blaring from movies, TV in a time called prime
The only thing prime about prime time TV
Is its effort to seek out just how annoying it can be
Words like COOL, SEXY, TEENAGER are like the
itch of a flea
Proving the media have a lexicon of vocabularies
Small as a headhunter's shrunken dried up trophies
They'll sometimes stretch words in an oblongata
Such as cool rhyming with KULL, KOO-ULL , it
doesn't matter
There are commercials foisted on watchers of the
tube
Expounded in sincerity by some whey-faced boob
Calling on issues like curing failure to perform an
animal urge
But animals would shake heads that on this people
splurge
Its quite clear now why Elvis once blew up a TV
Things that are shown do cause urges real as these
After this act of destruction of a TV takes place
It might cause a payback one did not anticipate
The small glass pieces on the floor begin shouting
loud as can be
SEXY, KULL ,KOO-ULL, TEENAGER they scream
endlessly
Don't you know that's their only vocabularEE?
Learning another language, excitable fun
As tongues wildly run.
Enriched vocabularies with foreign words,
Elevated like flying birds.
Step away stagnant conversation crew,
Jump in rainbow of speech
To teach,
A new view.
Eliminating dreary words,
moods of blue.
I have a best freind from france,
French!! The song of romance.
Even though for now, my spoken french is not a lot,
Un petite peu,
I'll continue to learn french
For fun,
So my tongue can wildly run.
Lord,
Help us gather our pride,
and from our vocabularies sift.
Oft used words, me and I,
hastily casting both adrift.
For prideful words are as fuel,
propelling our souls toward Hell.
Leaving many to perish,
while under pride's spell.
As we examine hearts, and words,
We should readily see,
that it isn't we or I,
But that old pronoun thee.
So you want to be a stellar writer,
With excellent lexicon skills to boot,
And Latinate action words in meter,
Or nonsense jargon towardly acute.
Well, don't be an unkempt fool shy of zest,
Inspire that beast within you certainly,
That giant of creative thoughts in your quest,
Which deep inside you hanker for surely.
The charade of vocabularies thus...
That may morph into something beautiful,
Or have vulgar verses to induce fuss,
And you'd implode if you can't be truthful.
In the swelter of your dangling rage,
Don't oscillate around the edge of fear,
Instead have patience to truly engage,
Viewing a realm of darkness to cohere.
And jolly is the fellow, who writes well,
With poetic license to be amazing,
Feeding a warped sense to a hillside swell,
On towards the thistle bush that will sting!
Where imagination is presented,
And you yearn for a symbolic bestow,
With practiced delivery intended,
Painting the picture of a scenic flow.
But to get the poetic juices flowing,
To have flattery given where bonded,
And be united in a surged telling,
Of stories; borrowing from its jaded.
Then untying the knot of hindrance,
Bringing creative writing from its bound,
Whereof you'd shine in poetic brilliance,
And glitter bright, and admirers astound.
(my friends i wrote the piece below in one long exhale. i did not change a word but
rather let it sit as it fell. could the writing be improved. yes it could but why try to
create a masterpiece when finger painting is so much fun. you have greeted me with
wide open arms. you have been a great support at a stressful time in my life. so here
it is from my heart to yours.)
they are those who ride us on their backs
send us on journeys to places they built
one chess piece at a time
they put into words
what we knew
but could not say
why am I telling you this
there are wonderful poets here
choose a dish
visit their buffets
taste more than one feel
give it a whirl
experience worlds you'll never find on a mac
visit their vivid dreams
drive one of their soap bubbles
ski on the end of a needle and thread
discover the barely open doors
the naked flesh between the creases
displays lined in scrap paper
that one can absorb eyes closed
crawl under and over the sea
tunnel the milky way to a brand new galaxy
witness a sky that like curtains part
peak at what is on the other side
life is short play nude
spend a bitty bit of time
with bitty bits of folksy folks
on a striped colored blur
they are special the poets who live here
so do yourself a flavor
put on your roller blades
and go for the tricycle ride of your life
here is the best part and get this
(i hope your holding your breath
and turning red white and blue)
some of their poems rhyme
some of them even use styles
here comes the huge reveal
( unlike me who is not really a poet
and doesn't actually know it)
they use good grammar
extensive vocabularies
and here's the kicker
capital letters
and proper punctuation
go figure
which they also use
well that figures
there are great poets here
you do yourself a disfavor
if you're only here to write
and not here to read
I seem never far flung from thoughts supreme and a my/their/your/importance to things at/of a conscious cramped mind. If thinking is Activity,
Thoughts, action streams that flow from equal amounts of
"Spirits" aplenty-a necessary catalyst and music, yes
Music the ****** of word birth, unknown, exacting, pure,
coital corporeal, clean corded from an ancient womb world,
then I am a premiere primary post partum poet,
pious and plentiful, panoramic and primal----
least of which I follow the noneany standards of
prose polished rule constraints of useless
ninny-nanny nonsense frivolity of any/all nil/nothing of
menial meanderings of less viable word wit-tent.
Everything id intended by therefore their "crowd" creators,
lest us/we behold that soulless saturated
stingy sick mass raptures of wordly whiny wimp
wis-dumbectomies, courtesy of ignorant intenders
that soils its rhymes via elementary elusive exaggerations
for the masses of asses with
vocabularies of molasses
when they read-listen-write-wrong rewrite
a pontious plight in that life Ass-ignment ignorant driven
illicit class of uncreative writings of Life. Tragedy 101