They say it is futile to chase the chimera.
That the more you seek it,
the more you feel
you are losing yourself along with it.
Do not listen to them! ...
For this very page you hold
tells you that you have found it!
It is pointless to read it;
you will not understand!
What matters is that now, you too
carry somber signals!
These signals bring you face to face with it.
It matters not whether you contend with it;
you will understand!
Two faint stars meet at the edge of night,
Sharing one moment in the hush of twilight.
They cannot contend with the rising Sun,
Nor ask the morning what they have begun.
So they shelter together beneath each other's umbrella,
Sharing a glance, a chance, to write their brief novella.
Some might say,
Evidence was first found,
Outside during the day,
As shadows moved round.
Others could contend,
That it started as a force.
Coreward extend,
Causes spinning on course.
People with crops,
Would look to the sky,
Pull out all the stops,
To harvest a ready supply.
Crew on ships,
Gazed up at night,
Saw way Ursa Major dips,
To find the guiding star's light.
The North Star becomes the center,
Half math game overhead,
Orient the circle,
And answer be read.
Looks of a celestial body,
Can be observed,
Unless the weather is shoddy,
And sky libations will be served.
A container is used,
With something inside,
Keeping players amused,
And rules abide.
Sometimes our perception,
Is altered by the scene,
Invokes more reflection,
Or feels like a dream.
Sometimes it goes fast,
Sometimes it feels like forever,
Having a blast,
Or an arduous endeavor.
Many words to measure,
Other languages and ways to represent,
Covet it like a treasure,
So you will not later repent.
And So Un-Necessary.
But Necessity Is Opinionated.
I Guess So.
Perhaps I Should've Learned
How To PACE MYSELF.
I Still Don't Know What
That Means... Is That A
Feature, A Characteristic
I Missed, So I Won’t Mature
Establishment-ly?
Well, Yeah, So Un-Needlessly
Cruel... But, We Gotta'
Pace Ourselves...
Every Solemn Life Forms...
An Unquestionable Bond.
Every Ambitious Tiny Ant,
Every Sparrow's Fallen Perch.
All Contend. Keep Pace?
Owww.
Armor Callous.
-Gray Squirrel
03-12-2026
We are all in it..' we're all a part.' Each action and reaction.. The stops and starts
We have also the oil, of the Spirit thats Number One..Apply it librally or the rust will
Come it starts in flecks..Its liable to grow its a sickness acedemia, is most liable to know' it seizes.' It captures first off its exponents..I thrives in humidity and damp
Also neglect is prime' and our silence to opponents.' Contend for the faith..Or the
Cycle will not move. A moribund agenda will emerge, and all people much will loose'
At dusky dawn
a scamper of paws
resounds on parquet
and marbled halls.
The Obermeier tinkles
ancient ivory vibrates
in a concerto
of feline chords.
Soprano meows contend
with the garden quartet
of iridescent birds
rapt joyously
in kingly melodies.
???THE WILD'S GREATEST PARADOX???
In twilight depths where shadows play,
Two forms of majesty stroll side by side like stray,
The jaguar's golden light, the panther's dark disguise,
One spirit, two faces, in mystic compromise.
With melanism's gift, the panther's born in forest jars
A midnight coat, dressed in night, smooth candy bars.
While sunlight dances on the jaguar's golden hide, ??
Together they roam, in jungle's mystic tide.
Beauty and terror mix in perfect blend,
Clarity and mystery, as day and night contend,
In contrast's harmony, nature's balance reigns,
A paradox of power with dual, mystic refrains.
Through jungle's underworld, they stride with ease,
gods of the wild, in majesty, their fear made the prey freeze,
Their footsteps quiet, on the forest floor as hush night,
A credo to nature's dual & wondrous might.
In a world divided, nature's unity, in the wild, shines
Through contrasts merged, & in division harmony aligns.
Power wears many faces in the jungle's mystic land,
A testament to jungle duality, they both take a stand.
???VICK MANUEL POETRY???
{VMP}
FORM: Rhymes
Copyright ©? 17th May 2025.
Buy me candle,
Cake could handle
Its Lightening soul;
Birthday makes whole.
Today's just right,
Marked the height
Segun's journey thrill...
Through grace will.
Talk is cheap;
Gift will beep
Through its cost,
When talk lost
Essence at heart,
Unlike this art:
A gift forever,
Shining wishes whatsoever.
Noise is free;
Partying has degree
Desires crave for,
When noise floor
As night falls...
To beds' calls-
Noise date headache,
Dreaming party awake.
Happy birthday friend!
Enjoy, don't contend...
What past fought;
Future best sought.
Live your life,
Marry good wife.
Count the value,
When needs argue...
You are handsome.
Love to accustom;
Life's beautiful mess
Cum living stress.
Age of hell,
Jingle heaven's bell
For lost sheep...
Sinful World sleep.
I celebrate all saints this summer's end,
Who help ward off evil ghost that contend...
Against peace, such BLUE wearer
In guise costumes like sharer
Who feels impact; their sacrilege ascend.
Happy Halloween Day!
One angel Matthew
Saw, outside the tomb, inside
Mark seen one angel
Luke and John seen two
Inside the tomb they saw both
It’s a perspective
We come to conclude
The same account, differing
Seen and believed it
Perspectives, what one
missed one accounted for
There's no problem
The nay-sayers will
Say the Bible is in err
Who are they to say?
Omniscient God
Has decreed it to be this
Way, who can contend?
Let the man who can
Answer the rhetorical
Question posed to Job
In-directedness
Speculation evasion
That is their tactic
Specification
Delineation is the
Way, Truth and the Life
Confession, repent
All you naturalist-ers
Again say repent
Science does not have
A monopoly on all
things, it can't account
For ethics that's a
Christian world and life view
Abstractions known
Borrowed to make sense
Of a view all natural
Laws don't grow on trees
Carried out by usurpers of power, devious
And evil demonic acts in Australia.' I contend against them and those who empower them.' I appeal to God Almighty
For justice.' For the blood of their victims calls out from
The earth, that witnessed this theater of
Abominations..As did the whole world and
All 'so called judicial systems' Lord help us in Yeshuas Mighty Name.!!!
In a clash of burgers and biryani,
Manchurian with Russian fares so many,
All else that watch the fun
From fence with just bread-bun…
To guess who’ll lose, who’ll win,
It’s too early a scene,
Seems, burgers might lose their ‘reserved’ penny.
______________________________
Happenings |04.09.2025| humour, world, war
Note: A proxy war is going on in the world, the western developed countries versus the so-called south, call it a global power and the pretender hopeful, or NATO, QUAD and BRICS, SCO. Obviously in this ditty, burgers, biryani…., represent their countries. And then there are some fence-sitters. It seems, USA today has to contend with its President more than anyone else.
"Though all have endless love within, many feel they have none until external love shows as fantasies contend." ~~ Poet
I thought I knew love’s emotional pallet,
then you gathered me in passions ballad
and my sureness tossed in kinetic transport.
In your embrace, all I knew became unglued.
Such an amazing, glorious sensation
increased its revelation because your known
was equally thrown, richly altered just as my own.
Times like now, our desires seek declaration
from our mutual flames celebration
of romantic love we both hold as a blessing.
You say our love is so tenderly strong, it is truly poetic.
Tonight, as your lips tantalize mine until intoxicated,
the entire world fades away unrealized ~
only we exist inside a shared bliss that enthralls.
Again, and once more, I always seek your lips for kisses
I adore while wishing all were reality, not my fantasies
creating a sedating escape from the unrequited
love I am always bleeding. It is silent kisses
and all my other pretendings that keep
what never started from
ever ending.
NOVEMBER 2022
Rightly so, the poppies flood
Early in the winter sky
Merrily stood in field, and this
Existence of mine has passed by
Maybe they'd watch us contend
But are authorities ever sober?
Early now, in Winter's sky
Realise how they owed her
Unwillingly ignorant to the loss, they'll be
Scorching their retinas, a veil of red
The sea waves live- both fast and slow;
they gallop high, then tiptoe low,
_by Poet
There's nothing quite as moving as the sea
that takes my breath away with mystic bliss;
the strength of waves that move with majesty
as white-caps froth and roll with no resists.
With deepest roar, they crash upon the shore
and then change course in rolling back that force.
Their rhythm never fails as they implore
that circling motion fed by endless source.
Astounding is the power that never ends;
though tides with shifting boundaries contend,
for as the Moon, with push and pull amends-
the highs and lows retract and then extend.
Majestic sea, I feel your mighty drive
which leaves me breathless as I walk the sand.
No force on earth can change your will to thrive!
Oh, gift for life, I honor your command.
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