Snatched away by a mock role.
Despair not.
Discard innocence — a troublesome memory disassociates.
Time recursively scrolls the memory:
Trying / Failing.
When was it lost?
In the combined turbulence
of the intersecting visual produced by
the mind’s perception of reality and self through eyes.
Caught thinking, dreaming:
“What is sleep?"
"I can’t know sleep — who is she?"
"I know she sounds ugly."
"I love sleep, but she doesn’t love me for real.”
Being seen through by another,
yet receiving recognition.
Redemption is still always possible.
Humanity doesn’t have to be some chimerical tragedy.
Alchemic deals made in belligerence,
producing mercurial blood.
Creepy crawlies and heebie-jeebies
raw ripples on your skin kafkaesque;
You peek at that dark monstrosity,
cannot tell if it’s a trick or treat;
Nerves taunt with chimerical spectres;
Weepy eyes are stung by angry bees,
‘Pshaw!’ escapes a story so grotesque;
Flew through your mouth unable to flee,
caught swelled saliva starts to secrete;
Serves well scripts of macabre directors.
Bridges connecting whims and age-old dreams.
Some wishes are esoteric like whimsical schemes.
Wishes like raindrops falling on a seed in thirsty ground.
Some take root, grow to fruition and astound.
Idle wishes fade into oblivion, sincere wishes become prayer.
Hopes based on desperation often leads to despair.
Faith that yesterday’s wishes will come true, based on desire.
Filled with passion and fueled within, by a burning fire.
Dreams of a chimerical paradise only a few will understand.
Fanciful or erotic, blurred with intent and are ill-planned.
There are secret hopes that we have held so high.
Wishes that lose their bright wings and cease to fly.
Shall I lament that yesterday’s wishes, did not come true?
Will I throw a coin in the fountain and wait for you?
Can a simple wish entice you to fall madly in love with me?
Would it create happiness for us and a life of ecstasy?
Yesterday’s wishes, like messages in a bottle cast to the sea.
All my wishes, yearning and longing, wont’ bring you to me.
I wanted to sink my teeth in a loaf of gladdening amicability,
My abhorrence of the woodland solitude was my grave folly ,
I searched the crux of life in the cacophonous chaos of muddled souls ,
The chimerical hideousness of that rusty chair under the parched tree deceived me some more,
It was when I stumbled upon the rock of despair,
Is when that rusty chair under the cruel dark sky lend its hand to repair,
One might think, in this world of garish identity, what needs to be repaired,
The puzzle dismantled the moment I gazed at the clouds while I sat on that rustic chair.
though chimerical
country is dystopian
totally tropic
NaPoWriMo
NaPoWriMo Day4
Adveristy
Shorts
Termination inbound on the day
Ruminating over the cause
Sudden pain caused by fellowship
Heartstrings hand-plucked, wrought with strife
You take a bow, adversity on your fingertip
Perfectionist performance, chimerical display.
hypnopompic hues
multifaceted jewels
confetti luminaries
a gift from mother?
i’m cosseted in
its incalescence
its wind chime colors
my mind’s fixed upon
rubies, sapphires, emeralds
even if i fall
into somnambulant sleep
i cannot chase dreams
chimerical blooms
cut gems of rain-and-moon-bows
that unfurl as i awake
1/17/2022
Tryst edged ... Aurora whisper serendipitous saffrons,
e'er forging balms beamish strands to aerate crown's expanse, whilst bestrewn
lissome mists waltzes amongst errant gasp caught in rapture.
An ephemeral cloudburst evaporates on supine
silhouettes of the gods. Pristine manna with a sigh ... midst hollow
utter, guides dulcet zephyrs to petrichor arousals.
Purged euphoric realm steep in its prismatic solitude
poise, waft chimerical imagery effervescent caprices,
volley afar ... harks labyrinths mellifluous murmur.
Vesper, yon the zenith of Terra, breathe his claim toward
the cosmos, granting resplendent panacea a vestured vault,
... occasions an epiphany as moonglade o'er a lake.
Curling crests cassessing coastlines
backwash bumping beach breakers.
screeching Seagulls squark and scream
mocking maritime merrymakers.
Burning boogers brave blisterd backs
scorched surfers seek shoreline shade,
urbane under umpteen umberellas,
peacocks posed in a parasol parade.
Drifting dunes delight deserted
lovers, languorously lounging, lazily
craving comfort, coveting cool currents.
Hellishly humid, heat hovers hazily.
Spirited siblings, spades spanking
bucket bottoms, bulid
carefully carved chimerical castles,
infantile fantasies fulfilled.
Exposing exiled exoskeletons
turning tide tickles toes,
sun sinks slowly seaward
disclosing dusk's descending doze.
gray days are make believe,
with a scintilla of birdsong,
almost annoying in its tease,
like a chimerical haze.
hope remembers the sun,
its shining rays,
elaborate feathers,
and paradisiacal dance.
green moss, creeping ivy,
budding oaks, streamers
of newborn pink willow,
stunning blue eyes of paradise
these Winter bones ache...
2/9/2018
Brian Strand’s 2018 Standard Contest
Maître peintre of exulted hallelujahs
skywriting's vastly delusional vapors,
whitewashed of stained looking-glass
flourished in atmospherical cloudbursts,
beyond hallucinations' unearthly enlightenment
dreamt 'pon released chimerical technicolor
(Maître peintre - master painter)
Hungered for a taste
of your essenced elixir,
drunken inhalations
of your French poetry
a splendiferous whirl
of time & space 'tween
darkly scented moons
and sun's adoration,
blithe starry nights
amidst meditative new
dawn's effervesce,
spirited of the heart,
gleaned in the soul,
yearnings of another
chapter's paradise
universal experiences
etched of hourglass sand,
written upon endlessly
chimerical verses
wildflower gardens drenched
of dandelion's plum wine
swooning under a
hypnotic scripted spell,
intoxicating power
of unchained symphonies
dancing amongst skies'
released euphoria
resonating in a song's
reprised melodies,
breathlessness of delirium's
celestial pauses
in vaporous breezes'
unfurling undulation,
captivated by rhythmic
destiny reverberating in
loins' pleasurable calling
quenched of sacred
offering's quell
transcending earthly
persuasions' rhyme,
let me lick the nectar from
your poesy's insatiable lips,
sweet mercy's healing
captured in rapturous
surrender's reawakening ~
Quintessentially phantasmagoric,
her cobalt skies' chimerical fancy
whores itself out for poetry,
sumptuously cached 'tween
a revelation's optical illusion
enchanting white knights
and seducing dragons alike,
her flimflam elusively lofty
& difficult to evermore be captured
amidst celestial spheres of rapture
in 1122 I’ll fall to the ground for you
princess O princess of rosemary dew
you know it takes two
to tango fandango
Delia – heartbound; foundling born tired
forsaken vixen of dying light
a submarine ghost
a rose dale long closed
infidel lost little girl still admired
her royal affairs of turquoise red
flew into the newborn on a death bed
into the rabbit hole of paranoia
that’s chimerical, that’s flamboyant
how easy can dreams come to an end
it’s noontide of deathless urban decay
in a separation station of her heyday
Delia’s timorous, cold like iron
living the fate of Sharon Tate
feeling redundant, Delia is
a scarecrow of the nameless river
her russet hair like abbatoir cleaver
it’s been a folly,
infamy,
end of me
end of a saint, soon-to-be sinner
she was the girl that was ill
Delia of the lavender hill
travelling light year by light year
Delia of the metasphere
Dejaste una cicatriz en mi corazón
Eres de mis sueños la desolación
Con tus recuerdos me tormentas
Que son enraizados en mi pecho como saetas.
Te amaré perennemente
con mi corazón roto para siempre.
Me hiciste un fantasma
Cuyo de amor anhelo es un asma,
Suspiros escarchados
En los cuellos soplados
De mis amantes
Mis consolantes
De mi corazón
Un hielo quebrado
Circundado
Por el tifón.
De mis escombros se alimenta el cisne del amor quimérico que te busca en las tierras desoladas de despego, regando sus surcos con tu rigidez y escarcha que se apoderó de mi corazón.
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