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Orphan 'Round
A chimp's bereft tambourine in its paws
jigged 'round a bunch of detaining gazes,
donning smiling countenances or jaws
that plunge as the organ grinder phases.
Rhythmic jingling in sync amid the crank
that stirs 'round, eliciting monies freed
from purses and billfolds as the rich thank
the dual busker's intrigued act indeed.
A sincere beast calms down by a soiled boy
fronting the crowd, an orphan of the streets
note 'round the hurried hush and yields his joy
and sadly looked down as woe gauged heartbeats.
Coins and bills spill and a bright lad kneels cause
a chimp's bereft tambourine in its paws.
2022 May 28
Categories:
detaining, animal, character, cheer up,
Form: Sonnet
Guys eyeing a staggering ransom
And willing to unleash the gruesome
The senders to follow their uncomfortable instructions
Or get ready for the unpleasant ructions.
In a matter of minutes gagging protesting lips
On disobedient backs landing punitive whips
A chaining of the resisting limb,
Hopes of rescue making slim.
In unthinkable venue detaining their captive
Before him testing their firearms bloody active
Any twist or turn attracting a warning shot
Unplanned funny moments punches tropically hot.
A hostage wishes things won't be savage
A dumping all day long like garbage,
His voice at the mercy of silencing sellotape
Body to the immovable tied against escape.
Kidnappers like bandits behave
Thesame choices of weapons making
Between knives so razor sharp they can shave
And hand guns that won't injury be faking.
Categories:
detaining, poems, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
The passion to know and happy nature to explore,
and the wealth of information to wonder no more.
When excess of new info spreading dodgy facts,
adding confusion to amplify the mass hysterical acts.
Falsehoods whizzing by finger snatching speed,
curbing the infodemic with a sensation seed.
Infobesity the gorging online information state,
debilitating overload and advertising hunger gate.
The muse of media so quick in poetic verse,
headlines shooting stars through every data device.
Those fair procrastinations to set as they must,
consecrated fame sensation at all cost.
To become aware and obtain some guilt with fear,
labeled consciences and prestige recognition sphere.
Confused minds and the find fit instrument of ill,
pretense’s attention to bend that illusive will.
Spam province tending the utopian fair,
tempting, pleasing and promising glorious care.
Imprisoned delusion and poor integrity void,
detaining labyrinths to keep slaves attached to android.
Keeping humanity malleable for controlling sake,
context in common sense as caring maintaining fake.
Categories:
detaining, abuse, conflict, confusion,
Form: Ballade
Brooding atop a cracked stone cross,
the raven roosts in solitude...
Ivory remnants of former souls
drift restlessly beneath unkempt black soil,
But the bird is their remorseful conqueror,
And the skeletons can only emit wails and mutters
From their detaining graves...
Ghastly fog slinks between the kingdom of tombstones,
And the raven mourns for Death’s victims,
the decaying phantoms that
wander so endlessly,
on and on and on…
He lies in contrition for his own occupation,
for his own lost spirit,
conjoined so closely with those
lurking underneath his talons.
Categories:
detaining, 10th grade, dark, destiny,
Form: Free verse
Dragged through the dirt; your defender
You once deemed me a dependent, now demeaned and discarded despite I delivered
Disposed of; drowning in your ditch detaining the debris of much deeper dilemmas
Distracted for days
Your destined departure, a deceptive directive to disband with no decency to declare your decision
Dispelling all divinity, destroying your dignity
Desperately decoding each direction; detach the doubts from the definite or demand a dream till I deteriorate
Daring to dive into my desolate dome and disengage the demons daunting me
My defense is devotion against the dark and devouring depression
Deadlocks defused and the damage dissipates, drifting till duality finds design or divides
Categories:
detaining, conflict, depression, emotions, feelings,
Form: ABC
~ANGELS~
Within the abusive abyssal air, I greet you with a prayer
Within weathered winded wear, I defend in your despair
Thru calamitous city crumble I find you in your stumble
Thru mankind’s malignant mumble I bow to your humble
In the frightened fermenting fog I cleanse you in your clog
In the seducing smothering smog I seek of your demagogue
Lowered by love’s lamenting lust I return to heal and readjust
Lost in love’s layered crust I’ve come to rattle the restless rust
Of valleys low and mountain peaks I hear as the silence speaks
Of cinematic curving creeks, I glide in grace with solace sweeps
With the cascading canonized rain, I’ve come to break the chain
In pulsating punitive pain I’ve come to retire the ravaging reign
Hiding in hellion halls sinners scatter as Satin sovereignly stalls
With lasting Love and fireballs waiting upon the Masters' calls
Hovering over horrific hells I flap my wings to reflect the spells
Detaining evil in dormant dwells releasing love in wishing wells.
~~~
Sept.04.2017
ANGELS
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Categories:
detaining, angel, beauty,
Form: Rhyme
It’s a new day
The sun raises over you, fresh air is free no need to form a queue
Birds are signing sometimes you feel it’s just for you
Chest out, head up high
No need for a gloom like sigh
It’s a new day
Clouds up in the sky, sun falls behind the horizon
Darkness creeps upon me detaining my vision
I hear no birds, yes it hurts
Chest in, bowed head
A sunny day al turned bad
It’s a new day, after I’m sad
I wait not in Eagar expectation
Instead I go forth in meditation
It never stays away
Comes tomorrow
It will be my day
No time for sorrow
It’s a new day
It’s a new day
Categories:
detaining, inspirational, sun,
Form: I do not know?
Something moaning in them hills tonight
something calm with quiet tears
something caught winging a web of plight
something trapped in tired years
something longing for an irreversible flight
something moaning in them hills tonight
I know them mountain full of doves
But them dead skins troubled to tears
And echoes of peace and love, doves
Never alive that such sorrow so shares
I smell marijuana incense detaining
The revival of the pain, music sweet
Anesthesia numbing skin and numbing
Synthesia of war and pride's deceit
There is a drum rolling down the cliff,
Ready to over the edge, heart red
The dread anthem so moved I and I lift
The spliff of wind like cup to my head
This is absolution drizzling through trees
Talking in tongues forgotten before
We were shipped on the Atlantic breeze
Time shackled upon the rocky shore
I catch the song rising and then a moon
Breaking memory like a heart with thunder
These were not born with a silver spoon
And the rumble swells from their hunger
And the drum like wind and tide lift soul
Of man, and make a ship of hope to keel
Its bow and beach where forgotten gold
In rivers run, where once our Kojo kneel
Categories:
detaining, nostalgia, heart, longing, heart,
Form: Rhyme
Love takes its toll on every faltering form
Minds are all a blur, a never-ending storm
They all in time take pleasure in other wretches’ pain
Relieving their blistery hearts, subsiding the pouring rain
And as they cite a verse or two, they write it from the heart
Though none of it makes sense at first, at least there is a start
Pandemonium takes the best of a masterpiece at hand
Letting it rot in loneliness, a forsaken piece of land
The mind is screaming sevenfold for comfort and a way
To make others see the good in all that lessens day by day
And the vultures soar upon the earth, with its rancid dead
Stealing away the masterpiece and detaining it instead
They cry in the gravel below for love to overthrow
Never will their cries be heard, and this I only know
For in a deathful life of toil they artfully may say
The words unsaid but written fresh, only to decay
To seep into the ground, and back into the trees
The lead and ink and everything…smearing us free
Categories:
detaining, art, confusion, depression, devotion,
Form: Rhyme
I make this plea in all sincerity
to the younger generation presently.
Under no circumstances ever join the military
and they who are serving currently
should lay down their arms and go Absent WithOut Leave
otherwise, you may find yourself one day detaining your families.
This action will not cause us any vulnerability
from an invasion of a country most unfriendly.
If our shores were ever stormed by an enemy
as a civilian I'd defend our liberties
as I'm sure would also the majority.
America was once The Land Of The Free
but we're now headed for a state of total oligarchy
hiding behind democracy.
Something revolutionary must be done immediately
or America as we know it will cease to be.
Categories:
detaining, political,
Form: Rhyme