Ethereal
“Sometimes dreams allow you to drift through unfathomable realms of Bliss” ~ by Poet
Across the golden gossamer clouds, I drift
Through valleys of void, in a chimeric dream,
Where stardusts of peace waltz with steps so swift -
I see diamond doves soar above a stellar stream
Through valleys of void, in a chimeric dream,
When time stops his rhythm
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Categories:
chimeric, dream,
Form: Pantoum
Chimeric Illusions of Grandeur
Seventeen thousand special K
vanished into thin air
in one fell swoop life savings
fraudulent fiend did clear
yours truly duped
courtesy scammer with consummate flair
rowdies in peanut gallery doth jeer
raucous insult to injury outware
any remaining shred,
where peace of mind concerned
unraveling threads feeling victimized
Harvey Specter's lobbed hand grenades
fractured, exploded, destroyed... psyche
how mean spirited and unfair.
Amidst din in noggin
analogous to
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Categories:
chimeric, abuse, angel, anger, angst,
Form: Rhyme
As You Departed
As You Departed
David J Walker
There is a certain beauty
Found in the dry sky hovering
Over your grave
But mother
You were never dry
You were a thunderstorm
Rumbling in the distance
You were a gray day
That never cried in
Public places
Your perfume was the cold
Humid winter air
Promising to snow and
Granting permission to stay
Out and play all day
In
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Categories:
chimeric, death, mother,
Form: Rhyme
Neither Black Nor White
Neither Black Nor White
David J Walker
Neither chimeric nor recondite
The world remains the world
In either black or white
In neither phase of reds nor grays
Or esoteric plight
As one by one
The caprician conjurations
Take to flight
The world is neither
Black nor white
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Categories:
chimeric, allegory, race,
Form: Rhyme
Limericks Too Chimeric
Today nobody likes my limericks
I guess that maybe they're too chimeric
Or perhaps it's the rhyme
That's a step out of time
That makes my limericks ridic-eric
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Categories:
chimeric, nonsense, silly, word play,
Form: I do not know?
Chimeric
I'ts a vibe and its a pleasure.
burn the mirrors, drown the sub-human machines,
I sing.
I sing of revolution and falsehood.
murky depths and heights coveted only because of their daring. I sing
of fools and clocks and black and white and yellow and red imbeciles chasing paper and luck.
Were I to burn, were I to
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Categories:
chimeric, people
Form: Free verse