I …
loved you all
in my way … obviously
starkly different
as pertaining to our particular bonds
(covalent, in most respects)
each, a glyph to form words in
the phrase of Us …
only one left to my indifferences
(regret requires as much)
the rest …
critical elements, idiosyncratic
shaping this ‘who’ -
weaving his fabric as needed
to be the creation that
was required
or that his modes assumed to be
appropriate for the Other …
summarily ..
you, each and all -
I am your creation, indifferent
your ‘opus apathetic’
and if it is that elemental
fiber that brought you to rejection
then I am not the apple
for your arrow …
not that liability is required
but, if like the other of your ilk you
seek reasoning, party or charge -
any reflection of even
moderate pixelization will suffice
and any rational alibi can
serve as sufficient garland to
grace the dubious, dim
illusory crown
upon your barren …
brow.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, June 3, 2024
Categories:
covalent, analogy, creation, introspection,
Form: Free verse
I wrote this ballad for you my land lady
Finding the right words to mean more but write less
Has taken me a night or two,
What’s the rush for a beauty that’s an endless applause to the creator?
When I call you my land lady,
It’s because I reside in your heart and you in mine.
A red cathedral where I sing my throat sore
Songs of songs of warm toffee and fine rose
Only lavender candles and yellow essence.
This chemistry is covalent, supple yet never rusty;
I know you come with baggage
But my heart is a mansion, there is always room here
And as long as my heart beats,
My love for you shall be sound.
To breathe the air you breathe and live the life I live
Is the contract our souls keep.
O lady, show me how else to love you…
Where else to kiss, even places that hurt;
Since your sugary words fell on my lemon heart
Our love only knows years of drinking to this lemonade
Who needs blankets with a love this warm?
24/11/2018
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Categories:
covalent, beauty, best friend, black
Form: Free verse
4/28/16
Above the basement
And pavement
Yet adjacent
To anything covalent
Right or wrong
Close or beyond
Weak or strong
And either short or long
As well as upset or calm
Broken or a structured bond
This world strange
Many things tilt and change
Among the hills and terrain
So they still say
Near and close to any spillway
And will they
Continue it until the grave?
Empty and full
Warm and cold
Young and old
In a rut and on a roll
Out of hand and in control
Heart and soul
Peace and fights
Day and night
Dark and light
Dim and bright
left and right
black and white
Categories:
covalent, poetry, rap, word play,
Form: Rhyme
Wise men speculate, philosophers ask,
“Does love exist? Or is it survival
Mechanism of the species: hormones,
Chemicals, perceptions or illusions?
But those who question need to ask poets,
We, practitioners of the soulish arts,
Intuitive doctors of discov’ry,
Know the covalent strength of love-bound hearts.
Try to loose it, break it, crush it, and life
Falls fundamentally fractured, pierc’d;
Just pretend, make believe cannot produce
This devastation. The Tin Man knew he
Had obtain’d his heart as Dorothy click’d
Her heels good-bye. “I know it’s real. It hurts!”
Categories:
covalent, heartbreak, love,
Form: Sonnet
I see faces,
sober races-
covalent bases,
upon crazes,
upon laces.
I say hi that I know her,
get by on some glow worms,
grow guys in the sojourns-
holy as the phone burns...
High tech would have a job,
but the buying neck would have a slob,
so why get robbed at the kabob
when the higher rent is only as true as a mob?
'Cause there is no escaping the jobs-
slamming of doors or weighing of the stops,
you've gotta be a bob,
make sure you've got friends to cast off.
Categories:
covalent, angel, angst, anti bullying,
Form: Prose Poetry
The Senile Chemistry Professor
By Elton Camp
On retirement old Doc did belong
But he stayed at the job too long
Although his students it did amuse
When ionic and covalent he’d confuse
Carbon in organics is never found
To them had a very strange sound
The dean didn’t know what to say
But the problem resolved one day
Doc took a drink and was no more
What he thought H20 was H2SO4
Categories:
covalent, humor,
Form: Rhyme
When i share my hopes and ambitions,she gives me a derisory laugh.
Her dereliction,as my better half,of supporting my strides,worry's me.
Not fulfilling her desiderata of comfort,sinks my ego below the sand,drags my dreams against the sylvan of this island of dissatisfaction.
Money vindicates time from the poor.
That's a minatory statement from a deranged lover.
I'm not a derring-do in an animated dote story,am as real as the sole of a terrapin.
I descry your desiccated heart.
No more fear,no sympathy,zero tolerance.
Vicissitude of covalent romance is at threshold.
Your bolder than ever,saying wise things of truth that shake me.
I act tenaciously to keep us together,then you utter another tentative sentence.
I pause and remember,Responsibility is de rigueur in a family union.
By M.O.O aka Carswell evoL
Categories:
covalent, feelings,
Form: Romanticism
I want to complete you spiritually, mentally, and physically
I want to give you symmetrical Love
I want speak our languages and be bilingual
You are always on my mind like a number 1 single
We deep like physics going way pass infinity
We scientific bonding like covalent are you feeling me
I want to be with you forever and rise like the sun when you wake up
I want to be your hands when you pray up
We got a flame so strong even in the rain we stay lit up
You are my three leaf clover give me good luck
Our love hard to find like a needle in the haystack
Your music to my eyes like a photographic sound track
Your love like cancer consuming me whole
We got that balance on the scale weighing deep in the soul
Take a look inside the mirror tell me what do you see
I see the essences of an angel and the ora of a goddess
No other beauty real its make believe like the loch ness
Aiyana ,Aiyana my blossoming flower
I will love you until my last hour and even after death I can feel your
Vibe you control the ocean to my heart like the moon an the tide
Much Love
Richard Q. Corbett
Categories:
covalent, me, love, me, cancer,
Form: Free verse