When Holmes ejaculated,
'It doesn't take a brilliant detective
to identify many of the people
on this planet are damaged or defective,'
Dr. Watson was heard to observe,
'Never a truer word spoken.
Most we meet, at 221B Baker street,
are utterly, if not completely, broken.
Psychologists reason, 'Conditioning's the cause
for them to follow such absurd routines,'
but it's my considered and confirmed belief,
insanity really and truly runs in the genes.'
'pon reflection, in the blink of an eye,
quoth Sherlock in reply,
'All the King's horses and all the King's men,
couldn't put Humpty together again,
and the same goes for those we know.
But if I'm wrong on that, I'll eat your bowler hat,
or my deerstalker chapeau.'
"Cake and Jingle"
Written by
Aria Sooth wants
And
"Groovy" A. Staves
She's the "Glam"
Gotta say she's glamorous
Soothing and sexy
Charismatic
Yeah she's got charm
She's the "RIZZ"
You know what I'm saying
With style and class
With main character energy
I love her smile
You know she ain't playin
attractiveness
We all agreed
she got that
Type of popular appeal
The soft launch
We got something
Going on
New to you
She and been dating
For sometime
Is it delusional
To say I am
Her only one
Am I crazy to say
I am her man
The crowd drew close on the mountain top
Jesus is coming to preach once more
He entered upon the water He walked
They were anxious at what was in store
Angels surrounded the massive crowd
The people roared with joy and delight
Jesus has come again that's true
He entered clothed in brilliant white
Held in a state of disarray
I pluck a flower and everything was ok
Leaning in to catch the breeze
A loftty song began to play
For hours upon hours
A fragrant dream lifted me
Im free so free
Jasmine love
Has set me free
Come with me
Come and see
A novel
Of simplistic grace
Brilliant light
And majestry
This lady be causing
Commotion
Whenever she step in the place
She's the controller, always taking control
All eyes on her, she's attention stealer.
The way she dress
The way she moves
The way she does her things
She's differ from the rest
I think she's the best
None can contest or compare.
In this conquest
She's the conquer
Conquering all hearts
Whosoever set eyes on her
She glows
Without toners, serums and more
Her skin is very brilliant, glimmering in distance.
the brilliant sun
sending down cold rain
waves getting washed
umbrella protects
walking staying dry
Brilliant bright brazen Brazilian Brutus brokered brave
Broomsticks bragging beyond bellowing birch branches
Bypassing bitty bites brought on by bystanders.
Brilliant people
Always born with
Beautiful, wonderful
Marvelous, excellent
Extraordinary ideas.
fast
feisty
frolicking
bold beautiful
brilliant butterfly
flitting flying freely
buzzing beyond beautiful
bypassing basic blue borders
zealously zipping and zigzagging
frantically finding forever after
The doer
resident within
has chosen to vaporise,
by melding pristine presence in the vast void
but since eternal light of Self cannot be destroyed,
even when the pulse dual becomes single,
the heartbeat of light pulsates,
as effervescence
undying.
A tribute to Heidi Sands
This poetess writes poems of few words,
till the last line she holds the rhythmic cards,
where the fluent essence of her poems unfold
the tale of abandoned hearts that needs to be told.
The lattices of finesse of a word artist,
that on her mind’s expressive canvas persist,
shine in our time’s tapestry, her poems display,
carry the connotation of what she has to convey.
Life is so complex, but she loves simplicity,
in its cauldron she holds on to dreams quietly
to transmit what she thinks, for she isn’t afraid.
In narration never hesitates to call spade a spade.
Her verses that rhyme or don’t rhyme,
reflect her keen sensitivity to our trying time.
Its travails she sketches with the rhythm of poetry,
conveyed convivially by the muse of brilliant brevity.
she showed off her well-toned lovely derriere
the gorgeous artwork was amazing to see
fantastic and realistic; brilliantly created
a skull that looked ready to walk out of her hip
not something I could do, but on her it looked marvelous
Singing with outside
transcendent
ego-theistic
wealthy resonant voice
while dancing inside
Eartheistic
healthy resilient choice
RePresents ancient sacred reconnections
of messianic verbal thoughts
invoking bodhisattva nonverbal feelings
Amusing muse vocations
re-presenting compassionate communications
contentiously contenting
indigenous EarthTribe wisdom
Singing while dancing
mindbody
humanely divine
crown/root chakra
expanding circles of resonant
resilience.
How still is our stillness if thought forms arise,
each flicker having origins in ego,
a flaming ember, which never ever dies,
unless we’re empty and completely let go,
which if be the case, befriending the vast void,
we shine as light of Self, pure and unalloyed,
whereupon the universe bestows a verse,
conjured thus without any need to rehearse?
shells wandered out onto the beach in strips and slashes
from the air it probably looked like a Shriner’s convention
God was materializing in the east in the form of an explosion
I ran to get my camera, not knowing what to photograph first
such an amazingly brilliant photographic opportunity!
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