The
moon trip
a story unfolding
in time and space~
quantities and
calculations are
precisely and
crucially told
as plans for
minimal risk~
a map is drawn
as the unknown
territory looms~~
Black Magic Potions
Across vacancy memories invoke forgotten years
Exodus from antipathy inscrutably liberates fears
Intransience spiritually battles amoral challenges
Crucially revitalized measures presaging changes
Deceptions obscure lies within fraudulent sleeves
Bringing adversaries down indictments aggrieves
Justifications echoing beyond overpowering roars
Unlike forsaken vessels reality lands upon shores
Probing mortal frailties evading blind perceptions
Enlightenment transcend old black magic potions
Delusion transmogrified into vanishing blemishes
Swept along eroding waves of abandoned wishes
09/11/2013
Aboard cruise liner:
Splendour of the Seas
I see a world in dire need of rose colored glasses
though the earth has memorized the cradle of my form
I have yet to find the fitted shape of my reality;
Looking around me I see scared people living in fear
crucially masked they long for, yesterday's dream;
The elongated hope that has stretched our living days
is coming to an end. It is time for positive change...
One day soon you will see my pupils once again
and I will blind you with the sight of my smile !
You will feel my hug, and when we touch again
the cornerstone of our free world
will pierce through past illusions
and you will see me as the girl you once knew
I will be happy all the time and I will never be blue.
B-efore the last shot was crucially done,
U-nfazed foe made it through;
D-espite his twenty-six score,
D-eciding twenty-seven came from
Y-ou.
H-ard event on long bombs
I-mpressively was won;
E-very second truly counted,
L-ast shot was crucially
D-one.
Topic: 2020 NBA All -star Game (Three Point Contest Champion)
I calculate the madness and it's still incurable
What does the world want? the elements keep me miserable
I Tip-toe and gleam to salvage my goals and dreams
My pen bleeds blue or black ink, 4 to 5 utensils applied to meaning
I might be inclined to sketch my life graphically
But what's the point? why can't I enjoy moments relaxingly
If I Step my feet in her boundary, she will not permit
Even if I called her digits or was prompted by stitches
My heart is busied so affiliating with you would be knew
I never had a connection to last crucially to understand the visual
Siblings' example makes it look so easy
They try to preach me on subjects bound reach me
I sometimes fail to listen and learn
Whether I am initiated with Christ like they are
I tend to believe staying close to them, keeps me aligned and firm
That first non-rhythmical matter,
Floated on the new dust of light,
To whet the eleventh spark clatter,
Such that its dividend split tight;
A web, a sea of ringed atmosphere,
Then a cob of meteoric compression,
Hurling towards a black collapse here,
To dent the shock supernovas intervention;
With planets duetting their sweeps in silence,
The night is not black and suffers a blow,
Identified deductively but with great nuance,
The waves glinting the bounce and the flow.
God became a man, human to the core,
Not an apple, lamp, priest or Ferrari,
Even though Genesis incepts with lore,
Given god as a construct, apple’s Atari;
Christianity grabs god indeed as a man,
Possibly to concede that a human coasts,
Crucially opening herbs and aromatics fan,
To the differential and to the weaker posts.
Life without a momentum blackadders,
Would not summate to conviviality,
Rejuvenation oscillations sprite the adders,
Ionotrophic energy comes up from banality.
Rhoda Monihan
HEAVY HAIR
Blackness without astral shine
With weight: not color or texture, but heaviness
To withstand the breeze that ripples a blonder shock,
It moved as one, no gap between any pair
Of its black praetorians.
Infinite and dimensionless against the black matt coat
They disappeared measureless,
Could not be defined, only accepted.
Pendulum-like as the train swung,
They swung slow and well-disciplined,
Each strand unidentifiable as the seconds in a day;
Yet each contributed
Crucially to the orchestration -
Uncountable, but none might be ignored.
Strands of time are all known to Time’s creator.
As in a dream not yet dreamt,
A potential vision not even focused,
Controlled but impossible.
The sort of dream Mozart might have had:
Unscored yet existing.
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NOTE
Written in admiration of a young woman’s black hair observed on a crowded train-ride
Thus I sail the sacrificial scabrous seas and touch tormented tides
Battle-scarred in the breeze and washed ashore where evil hides
The Sun regrettably retreats where malice mortals digressively dare
Walking barren saliferous streets where I live on a penniless prayer
The citadels of submission crucially crumble where they saintly stand
In their unholy cognition you are a slave to their carnivorous command
Embedded in stone my tangential tears will endure beyond the grave
Bludgeoned to the brutal bone by the unlawful carnal knowledge knave
Lost in oblivion my blood runs calamitously cold by the river's edge
Beware the Ophidian with sabotaging scales leaving you on the ledge
Deceivers of the realm punitive penetrators connivers as they clutch
They manipulate and overwhelm with their torturous tender touch.
Let's stop the abuse...and spread the real love
Aug.01.2017
Let's talk about it
Sponsored by: Richard Lamoureux
1 original, poem on the theme of abuse, emotional, sexual or physical.
Any form is acceptable.
When your love feels absent
I feel a tear drop
Down my cheek like the rain
Drops they pour over me,
Like a shower of sadness.
The absence of your love,
Destroys my mind
Like a wrecking ball
It Crashes into me, and my heart bleeds
As i call your name,
I cry once more.
When i feel your love is absent,
Scape my kness in prayer,
Trying to crawl back into your heart,
The pain is agonizing I call to my ancenstors.
Crucially this love burns
I am in hell for being stupidly inlove
This love is ravishing,
When your love feels absent
I drown in the love i have.
Seeing your pain crucially torments me…
You asked me to kill you with love and sincerity.
My hands could never be lethal coz I am your cure.
Left me no option but still quite so unsure.
You wear a ragged gown of despair,
Not too cozy to see your life so much impaired.
How long have you fought for this Black Death?
Days of agony just wasted all of your wealth.
Till end of the day I see your pain.
Am I too helpless to see you have nothing to gain?
Pills of remedy are ever too useless.
Magical potion is oddly so clueless.
Now I just have to end your long ache.
It hurts me bad but this is all you have to intake.
Rest and sleep my beloved oh friend.
Your uncured sick must all have to end.
I spent almost month in a hospital room
This ever worst sick was so much and doom.
Chilling so bad in a mild quiet night,
Freezing to death like I was losing my sight.
Lying on a white bed and feeling this pain.
Too excruciating and made me insane.
Medical tests were examined crucially,
Days were softly killing me physically.
Delivered my body in the operating room,
Wanted to extend this life and make it well bloom.
Hours of terror tortured me so ruthless
Felt heavy stitches which made me so breathless.
Years passed and I’m all too well.
Survived this disease given from hell.
I’m a cancer survivor! Fighting for life!
Saving myself for loved ones in life.
I know how it feels to be crucially tormented,
Experiences in hell were ferociously augmented.
Sizes and shapes are tops of their gossips,
Darkest words people utter are so like but eclipse.
They secretly laugh and talk about your weight,
Don’t be so anxious because this is not your fate.
Whenever they mock you for being such a penguin,
Be as proud as I am because you are going to grin.
The real issue of life is not about your bulkiness,
Confidence inside is the boost of your gladness.
Speak it now even though you are really hurt,
Don’t let those stupid let you go now in to blurt.
Just stay what you are and keep everything calm,
You’re a priceless cutie tot who can’t be so numb.
Let those fatty words of your friends all fired up,
Prove to all those bullies that they are all tapped out.
Split second guesses
Decisions made on a whim
Is crucially done
Russell Sivey
Now I just heard
The wind tell the thunder
Lighting is heading their way
Then came the plunder
Of the sky to catch earth sent
Energy filled with new divinity
Found in some organic reason
When those shells learn their self. The thunderous
crash of
A comfortable conformity
Will rattle the minds of all
With a charge of unity
One day we all silently fall
But in the end we become
The completetion of the Trinity
And the knowledge we will use
To charge us to the next spot
In infinite loops You are never sure.
If You are in realitys grasp
The building blocks of life
Accepted theory subject to
Change by evolution variables
And science is everchanging
Then the sum of theoretical
Creation is reality is a theary
And within life is infinity
Understanding is divinity
Said by breeze lucidilly
And in stable mind but
Speaks crucially
Of the art of reasoning.
Like a frightened mouse, away he darted,
but he's soon back to where he first started;
and furtively he glances back in fear,
distant, lengthening shadows drawing near;
his confidence torn to shreds and tatters,
only being scared now crucially matters!
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