The first time I saw them was amazing.
Both of them had a beauty that would make my heart blush.
Like Hilton and Lohan, they had a pose that would send my heart blazing
Having a conversation with them would make my mind feel rushed.
Especially when Lan would wear a Lara Croft-style dress with flower petals.
Oh, do not be so coy, Lan. We knew that it was hot and that you wanted to capitalize on it
You had class even with flower petals.
Your face is red because you are afraid to admit it! (KISS)
Kathleen was always in a dress fitted to her form
Elegance from a pharmacist, even when the nylons were away from the March weather’s heat
Her physical beauty was matched by her internal beauty from
Her form was complemented by her taste for different cuisines, especially those with meat.
Both of them are beautiful
A sight that is viewtiful
How irresistible, this sweet treat.
Complemented by a silver platter of stainless steel.
Oh, right.
It’s littered with red.
My desires, trapped in thin layers of crimson.
The taste, texture, crumbs—
Unforgettable.
Quietly setting aside utensils,
The knife feels heavier than normal.
An iron grasp on this needle of fate.
I could never replace what you took from me.
Sugar and vinegar, necessary ingredients.
Unforgivable.
Do you feel that?
The electricity in the air, aching to strike.
I haven’t felt that in such a long time.
Now it’s just you, me, and lil’ velvet here.
But before I savor this taste—
I’m going to avenge my daughter.
My ears a complete pair,
with gratitude for every tiny sound.
They complemented each other
in so many ways.
As "hand in glove".
Mickey Mouse ears,
they're my royal crown.
Exploration
in empathetic listening.
Tanned physique
straight hair
my pasty flesh and
limp side-locks did not share
A bronze, chiseled adonis
was the look to emulate
but sunken chest and poor muscle tone
complemented my frizzy pate
Yet one advantage held I over
the muscle-bound crowd
Acknowledging the whistles of the crowd
~ My head, and heart, I bowed
One summer day Speedy Gonzales
met a very sweet girl named Alice
she liked his big yellow sombrero
it complemented her little bolero
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Masculinity
is the manifestation
of one's body,
handsomeness
is complemented
with physical beauty;
these two are every
man's desire.
Counterparts,we
two becoming one
Male & female,equivalents
Communing,now
two becoming one
Male & female,complemented
Christian Marriage
two becoming one
The all too common
American squirrel
can become quite whimsical
in the random coloration
of their normally grayish hides.
Some are attired in formal black,
some in a fetching Albinus white,
and every shade in-between.
Little red,
unlike those rare British squirrels
(which are naturally red and fluffy),
displayed an unusual coat
of a fetching russet hue,
which many noticed
complemented well
any autumnal season.
Sad to say,
yesterday a hawk got him.
His remembrance service will be
held next Wednesday
at eleven-thirty a.m.
at Jake's gastro-bar and grill,
A light Rosea will be served.
Mourners are suggested to wear
(as a gesture of respect),
a boutonniere or other small reminiscence -
something a little red.
CONVERSATIONS
suspended
hands
resting
being
a sweep
of
whispers
voices
in my mind
available
to tell
a narrative
so
strongly
felt
a monologue
put in
context
to
demonstrate
values
of ours
painful
times
structured
complemented
&
dedicated
as
someone
floating
to
influence
a
fractured
world
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
reimagined
conventions
from multiple
angles
complemented
repeatedly
rich&individual
yearning
fora sense
of difference
dramatic
changes so
revelatory
in exhilarating
richness
liberated
&
in personal
way
a conflated
pervasiveness
baffling &
perverse
in an
atmosphere
so tantalising
&beautifully
in
simplified
allusions
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
She lived to be the oldest of a staid,
unremarkable bourgeois family.
Lavender and off-white lace,
complemented her black ruffled attire.
She played the Granddame with much aplomb,
the matriarch of her passionless clan.
Occasionally her offspring
and her offspring’s offspring came to her for money,
a few with questions, appeals, unctuous compliments
She offered only sneers, curled and haughty lips.
In her days there were giants on earth,
they did not reach just for the middle shelves.
Their thoughts were painted hot-air balloons,
they imagined rocket ships made out of
bicycle parts.
Was it her fault that humanity had shrunk?
Day after day she gave audience
to unimaginative midgets, the small minded
affronted by her regal demeanor.
When she died they gathered
to pick the spoils, unfortunately for them
she had long disinherited her fortune
considering her kindred all just cheap satin
stitched over bovine buttocks.
One world in a trillion
Where everything clicked
In a Goldilocks zone
Where a switch had been flicked
Busted
Perfection soon rusted
When late party crashers
Were grab it and smashers
For eons they blended
Their world complemented
Till fresh out of college
With abundant knowledge
Busted
I’ve loved and I have lusted
I’ve taken and I’ve given
Not much to be forgiven
I never drilled for oil
But I used a small amount
So when the man says dust to dust
I hope that doesn’t count
Busted
Some plastic, some gas and inflammable stuff
So, no use in saying it wasn’t me, Guv
When I get my call from above
I’ve had my heating high
And I’ve had my water hot
I’ve left the faucet running
When I only washed a pot
Busted
That’s me done and dusted
I shall meet my creator
Through no incinerator
The mess we make as humans
Means every man’s on trust
For every year that we spend here
The more world we can bust
Busted
I’ll soon be soil encrusted
And I’d rather like to know
That the cost of me... was low
along the walk
to six acre wood
sat in the sunshine
still needing a hood
observing the swallows
swoop
& pass
over
the new growing grass
earth dry&hard
scented gorse
in yellow garb
hares in proverbial
careered without any nous
popping up
alongside us
across the vale
worship floated
enthused& elated
complemented&blended
my soul
being mended
All reciprocal love
it's not the same ...
Feeling love,
if you can ... not
if you can is to deliver love
to whom love does not wish ...
You can, and you must
be super strong ...
If we said
the truth of reality,
few yet
would believe ...
Symptom, it's a pain
that you only sense when
feel...
Say something,
it's one thing ... to be
understood, it's another ...
Freedom is an act
to commit madness
without going insane ...
What is known,
it is not known, until
let it be said ...
There is no common way,
nor measure
that fits
to all... !
Ps quotes from these famous thinkers
rethought and complemented by me,
without however escaping from central axis ...
light
making
a point
colour intermingled
in the spectator’s
eye
divisions juxtaposed
and
complemented
static quality of light
captured
‘as is’ moment
expressions
impressions
frozen forever
completeness in moments
of passivity
bygone days
filled
with poise.
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