Truly a masterpiece of 'less is more',
a distinct album cover one should explore.
Little more than a handful of lines
of a galloping horse - minimal design.
A form so neat, so deft, so clean,
cutting a fine figure, suggesting a shape unseen.
It later became the de facto logo
of the American country-rock band Poco.
The red eye - a solitary splash of color,
small yet distinct on the mostly white cover.
Ten letters on the front - not exactly wordy;
beautiful cover - just don't get it dirty.
The image projects tremendous energy,
but the mostly mellow music brings back pleasant memory.
Categories:
de facto, art, music,
Form: Ekphrasis
I am not a coward man de facto
Who has lots of curiosity courageous
With full of consciences in mind
Having to retreat from girl strangers
Who's looking for the Like-minded friends
Being young and pretty excels diamonds
They're attractive to distinct genres of men
And making them pride while being faint
I understand these be so-called romantic
But I must decline with responsible reasons
They may feel being treated ruthlessly
By me, en facto, being valued and respected
With conscientious rooting in consciences
Categories:
de facto, age, appreciation, confusion, fate,
Form: Free verse
Time flies alike the birds overhead
Flashing their feathers in colorful lights
Sending off songs makes the world alive
Heating the lust up as the sun rises
and cooling the cupidity off by moonlit
I wonder how we live this way until we die
Without knowing any idea of the manipulator
Who dominates the destiny of all our lives
Tell me if I should, to love, laugh, smile
Alternatively hate, quiet, sigh, or sad...
Though we are made all being toys de facto
You almighty! shall I need to ask the whys?
Categories:
de facto, appreciation, bird, fate, humanity,
Form: Verse
They hate her laugh
They hate her style
They hate her staff
They hate her guile
They hate her swagger and generous grin
But above all else,
They hate she just may win!
Categories:
de facto, america, analogy, political,
Form: Political Verse
stepp'n down from presidency ~Kamala, de facto nominee
Kamala means lotus flower~accent on Ka,' Zen power
top of the ticket changed~ but the message remains the same
fight for freedom at fifty-nine ~her belly laugh we love, smiles of sunshine
here to stay~as prosecutor put predators away
potential Harris picks~for vice president as time ticks
Categories:
de facto, america, character, freedom, history,
Form: Monoku
It wasn’t fate
— it just was
(Dreamsleep: January, 2024)
Categories:
de facto, fate,
Form: Free verse
Glittering like the morning dew,
I am giving credit where it's due!
Watching you from toe to head,
Gives me effort to forge ahead,
With you my future is lit,
You just a wonderful elite,
I want to deal with my fiasco,
So that I no longer feel de facto,
Your name fits the skyline,
Extreme right of the number line,
I'm planning on a good venue,
Where I'll show your real value,
@Tha Formidable Cheru.
#themonk
Categories:
de facto, adventure, cute love,
Form: Rhyme
Not do bright after all
Glowing like a bulb
Covered way down deep in manure
Misrepresented and posing
as fertile soil
Backed up by so called expert
quasi intellectual bright sparks
types armed with clipboards
pie charts and endless statistics
To keep us all firmly in the dark
Using flattery as a conniving
erstwhile tool to make us all feel
Ipso - facto
De- facto
Tik - Tok - Toe
Aren't we therefore
Er- Go
Also so very , very smart as well
Categories:
de facto, slam,
Form: Free verse
Been a life trenching year,
Several trials my soul has faced,
Aching, and paining and brutal injuries
Left me strife ridden,
In an ocean blue of self empathy,
Coerced myself to turn a new page,
Finally got on to writing for a change,
Having faith in what's good for myself.
Stand up and give this glorious life a try!
Heaven only knows what served on a plate called life,
Covid 19 has put as all in a cage,
Learning, to play honest is de facto brave,
Read books of the old dusty shelf,
A newfound tranquility in my soul I've earned,
Calming the blizzard and hailstorm,
Left with a piece of a fulfilled day.
8/12/20
Your Soul In 2020 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Categories:
de facto, allusion, life, light, me,
Form: Free verse
Oh foxiesloxly gruntbuggly
grembling against langnekly
that diddly de facto fladerits
He held up a haggyerlly paw
halinly the anturazh
they hoofit their lurgidus paws
schelepping and yanking violently, cursing the door
5/30/2020
Categories:
de facto, break up,
Form: Vogon Poetry
Is consciousness emergent,
or de facto zero sum
Is what we know about ourselves,
a walk or more a run
A lion knows to chase a deer,
but not the reason why
The truth inherent in abstraction,
lost upon the fly
As man continues onward,
his psyche then will grow
Until surpassing all he seeks
—and all existence shown
(Villanova University: January, 2020)
Categories:
de facto, truth,
Form: Rhyme
Freely forming metrical mainstays
poetic occasion to phrase
the fairer and gentler sex,
thus the following turns of phrase
to bestow acknowledgement
regarding wonderful wise ways
of collective she who assays
to create safe/secure home/ hearth
as bedrock and fount of ample
maternal duties tiredly sashays
with keeping house receiving praise
the second Sunday each May, her
tired body sprawled on chaise
lounge, perhaps basking in solar rays
communing with Gaia, who whiz
bruiting with sky goddess
defying forecasters prediction, no slate grays
pose dampening effect on huzzahs
regaling torchbearer diploid as amaze
zing newlife, where loving labor pays
more than fine spun gold cherishing
offspring in her nurturing ways.
Paean dutiful daily deference, I dole
ensconced with pineapple getup
surfing the cyber sea, this hyperbowl
lee, yet deserved dignity deifying dames,
who bear brunt whole
ding potent biological reproductive role
de facto duty honorably decreed
tribute paid despite commercialized
money making hyped up rigamarole,
nonetheless yours truly accentuates sole
sans, progenitor of human race
saddled with disproportionate/ unfair toll.
Categories:
de facto, angel, appreciation, celebration, inspirational,
Form: Elegy
It is only at dark, amidst dead silence, when your emotions become vociferous.
Chaotic, de facto and deafening thoughts overwhelm you.
Repeatedly, you think of ways to illuminate the foggy atmosphere,
Alas, you flounder, for your mind is encircled with opaque theories.
It is only at dark, amidst dead silence, when your dissatisfaction is exposed.
It’s well past bedtime, instead you trip in paranoid delusion not willing to be awakened.
The world there seems complete with an un-faked smile and lively existent,
Alas, reality triumphs and unpleasant consciousness prevails.
It is only at dark, amidst dead silence, when you stare with shut eyes.
Desperation coupled with exhaustion and yet you struggle to sleep.
You console, rub your eyes, imitate a sigh of relief.
Alas, it’s already too late not to be uber fatigued.
It is only at dark, amidst dead silence!
Categories:
de facto, depression, life,
Form: Free verse
Troubled by the things we see; this, hodge podge his reality....
Waking up, unto another day is worse enough, just facing myself ?
Let alone her world as then these other entities a zest pool of wretched's
No one seems to know their way about, time's maze ever revolving chirrup circles
Chained a thousand bicentennials penance chirping away while hanging atop purgatory's
Beginning of summer's rock star pulsars frigid puppeteer festival's, pumpkin patch vines in his
Macabre's deuce de facto debutantes be her living dead's, distorted divas dress parades ? Pygmalions.
Categories:
de facto, baptism, love,
Form: I do not know?
Tableau this fashion's design; laying out her beauty's puzzle ?
In tantalizing light majestic of, bluish gray; love's Maltese kittens
Years were claimed his rocking chair production ? Hydrospheric time
Clasp it's cup and fragrant petals; their evening stars burlesque de facto....
Symbolized velvet tides pervious her kiss sublime Gemini, she shares my tithes.
Categories:
de facto, art, beautiful, beauty, love,
Form: I do not know?
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