TRIPTYCH EXPERIENCES
portrayed
surrounded
now
repotoire
recited
recalls
questioning
the formulae
to
stimulate
subjectivity
delicious
luminous
dialogue
in
bizarre
graduated
contrasts
with unbridled
shades
predominantly
prevailing
afresh
in sensitive
hesitant
scenarios
passionate
unreachable
role-play
studies
of
facial
splendour
in
lavish
concept
a
formulated
process
to
conveys
a
quiet relaxed
series
carefully
fronted
emphasis
balanced
precise
awareness
with
vital
counterparts
in
closely
occasioned
devices
ORNAMENTAL EMBODIMENTS
extremely
precise
endow
elegance
with
deliberate
awareness
&
consciousness
in
spatial
attractive
depth
with
extrapositional
linear
dimensions
as
emeshed
counterparts
WHOLE-HEARTED MURALS-:-
serial
contrasting
counterparts
without
mannered
WHOLESOME SENSUALITY
hopeful
didactical
style
with SIGNIFICANT REPERCUSSION
inaugurate
disident
resembling
high
mindedness
Once there was a debate in the lost paradise,
All the heavenly bodies are sitting in disguise.
The muscle flexing was seemed to be the only priorities,
The stars tried to take over the show as they were in majorities.
The Sun was smiling at these herds and their counterparts,
The moon looked at the firing Sun sitting in cold altar.
The moon was furious on the other hands to disregard their presence,
The Sun hesitate to enter into this fight of crown with diligence.
The moon asked the Sun to protest against these twinkling stars,
The Sun smiled and said
"We are neither near nor they so far."
Please tell me it’s not true
In supporting the Red white and blue
That not a lot of women are Honorable
And barely any women are notable
So to the far few and in between
I hope your life will shine and glean
Where we may not be many, but just a few
Who go combat hatred people spew
For being fearless in the service we gave
We deserve to be saved
Let us stand out among most women that we see
Filling our hearts with hope and Glee
Let our male counterparts be are equal
Allowing more women to serve in our sequel
Let no woman be full of fear
Where danger lurks and may be near
As our flags colors are tightly woven
Let us recognize the service member who is a woman
having a ball gag
muzzling of the scientists ~
ignorance is bliss
***
2025/02/18
Today on the news: Canadian scientists
not being allowed to communicate
with their American counterparts.
Little girls still living in their little worlds are told to sit pretty, smile wide, and don’t talk back. They are taught to grow up before they should because these little girls go through grow-up things. Little girls in their little worlds are called names for being “too provocative”, but then called names for being “too conservative”. Little girls in their little worlds can’t walk out of the house without being looked at by the male species because they have to change for the men who run this world. Little girls are told to aim high, but not too high because the “chances are low” in a male-dominated world. Little girls are shot down from their dreams before they can even start because who would listen to a docile woman over a dominant man? Little girls get praised when they survive in a male-dominated field but still get paid less than their male counterparts for better performance. Women will never compare to their male counterparts because those same little girls who are told to aim high get shot out of the sky by society’s wicked eye. But, still, we try to survive in this world of unachievable expectations, because, in reality, we want to be seen and appreciated.
A touch too close and a gaze too sincere,
Was the Jenga player about to pull an upset loss?
Faulty by design, promise and execution
Does a good love need time to catch its breath?
Or does it weave long exhales into conversational counterparts?
Counterparts,we
two becoming one
Male & female,equivalents
Communing,now
two becoming one
Male & female,complemented
Christian Marriage
two becoming one
It took three weeks to get the
wife’s cat to eat ‘whatever’
I put in front of it.
No longer it terrorizes us when
time comes to feed it.
It took three week to change its status
back to family pet,
last one in the pecking order.
An animal that should be grateful
we let it live with us provide shelter
from storms its counterparts
must endure outside.
Three weeks it took of not folding
& opening new cans of food cause
it wouldn’t eat the first can given it.
Cause maybe it had gravy or maybe it didn’t,
or the meat wasn’t chopped or chopped way too much,
or whatever excuse the old lady came up with for it!
Three weeks of letting it mope around cry
in front of its bowl as if it was in heat.
Three weeks till it got the message.
A new sheriff was in town, and
he doesn’t give a damn,
if you starve to death!
I own the personality of a human extrovert
you can call me Majesty for I have steadiness of paw
when it comes to hunting I can be quite overt
as vocal as a crow's caw caw
I am tiger, hear me growl and roar
as the largest feline in the world, I always stand proud
solitary by nature I take care of my cubs with adore
but don't stand in my way or you'll hear me nice and loud
I am a sentient being at the brink of extinction
due to the fact they want me for my pelt, meat and body parts
when they take spear in hand and come into my jurisdiction
it is then that I flair my nostrils and eat my counterparts
unless you threaten to kill me, I wont pull out my tiger claws
when I am observing I often strike a tall majestic pose
but if you can smell my musky scent, then your standing too close
the fact is you need to keep distance, its as plain as the tip of your nose.
"All a man really wants, is a girl who looks good in a bikini." - Jack Freestone
New Jersey feminists burnt bras to send swimsuit pageants up in smoke,
Iranian women drove along mountaintops, daring the wind to loosen their hair.
Colleagues in Canada removed high heels but still towered over counterparts,
tennis players trimmed dresses so they could run, fought to change white to red.
Felicity cut her hair, #nomakeup became self-care,
a mourning Queen wore black, AOC ‘taxed the rich’ on her back.
Geishas sang and danced, more than mere servants to men;
through Coventry rode Lady Godiva naked, bravery rarely seen before then.
Women have always worn their battles, embroidered their history into lace.
So, when to save lives, we all covered our supposed selling point - our face -
surely, we can do better than want only a bikini for over half the human race.
I’m dry; the muse has packed her bags,
unfriended me and left.
No rhymes have come to mind at all.
Of words I am bereft.
In need of verse, my followers
await the poet's best.
And so a letter to the muse.
was written and addressed.
“Dear musie, readers want their due.
They pine for it, forsooth.
So why did you abandon me?
Are muses so uncouth?
There was a time of frequent calls.
You kept me in your chat.
I saw your posts; you sent me lols
and pictures of your cat.
I thought our friendship was for good.
I thought you meant your hearts.
On Snapchat, Twitter, Instagram
we were two counterparts.
You cannot say you were ignored.
I took and used your gifts.
Alas! I see — your love is like
the desert sand that shifts.
And yet, I have not lost all hope.
Re-friend me! I implore.
For now, I'm not amused, my muse.
That's all. I've got no more."
Those college kids sure get excited when they win
while their professional counterparts barely grin
~ although they do get rich as sin
Three score and five and I am still alive
It's been a rocky road from there to here
For years my only goal was to survive
When each tomorrow was a new frontier
Of friends and foes that came into my sphere
The beauties and the beasts, my counterparts
Some saw me stumble, others saw me cheer
Those who were with me from the very start
And though I can not name them all by heart
Nor deeds nor misdeeds, that which came to be
The choices that I made, they had no part
If one should point a finger, point at me
Responsibility is mine alone
Someday it will be I, who must atone.
Daniel Turner
Spenserian sonnet
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