Dialects Poems - Poems about Dialects

Outo's preceded the latter

...From The Desk of :Diminuendo Battuta Alcuna
President of Musicolgy School Of dance and Music
Groovey Beats Lane
Money Grip City U.S.A.
50005-0010

Attention: Suite Muisca Staves and Staff
Soot...

Standing in Line during the holidays

...When the Language Merge**

I walked into Bobby Department Store and yelled, “Where are the Jamaicans and Barbadians?” This might sound a little strange to most people; however, it’s that time of ye...

Amber in the wait

...
Nothing lonelier than being alone in a crowd
standing still in a bustling sea of aliens 
they speak their dialects and look
right through me as if I wasn’t there

Feeling insignificant I don’t...

Beauty and the Beast

...Here rests the realm of the
thorn-tongued truth ~ 
a mortal mirage of doomed pentacles,
where forks and kettles speak
  the language of witchery,
  the dialects of the diabolical,
listening as ...

My June Jewel

...I  d r
  e a
   m  away
from the golden-laced drapes,
tracing smoke-veiled cloudscapes,
reminiscing rainbow reveries,
raining with musical laughter,
mirroring the sun within
  my maternal...

Frozen Side of The Sun

...Trust ~ 
a mourning sparrow
f o r s a k e n in the russet rush
of monstrous myths,
clouding the cashmere cusp
of dawn’s delicate arms~ 
of love’s liquefied thorn.
While I trace the wrinkled ra...

Cracks In Quiet Love

...
Written: May 09, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Constance La France

Quote: "There is a loneliness more precious than life, there is a freedom more precious than the world." By Ru...

Grins and Groaners: Folio 2

...Q: What would Roy Rogers have been called if he had been a singing farmer?
A: King of the Plowboys.

Q: In the Beowulf saga, who was a male child of the hag Grendel?
A: A real sonofawitch.

Q: ...

Codons of Contempt: A Crime Against Empathy

...
We came not for conquest,
but for containment—
though conquest is what happens
when containment itches beneath the skin
like sulfur spores in a sealed lung.

They had the secret.
Not gold, n...

I am

...“As God’s spark ensouling organic form,
I am that presence which cannot be named,
felt within as a magnetic bliss storm,
divine pulsation that cannot be tamed,
gentled by His touch, w...

Each star has a pattern of its Own

...The Moon
loves in lilac, sees in maroon,
swathed in gossamer and thyme of galaxies,
basking in the periwinkle pages
of my bejeweled mind,
as the night unravels a story
written in powdered vermi...

Kiss her only if your gaze can open the gates to a fairytale realm

...Kiss her only if your gaze can open the gates to a fairytale realm,
where your lips unravel mysteries hidden beneath the cosmic dust of time,
where her body is not just a sanctuary but a universe w...

esoteric sunrise

...sometimes the fiendish forest 
  burns
    delicate   d r e a m s
of this forsaken tree,
curating chaos from creased clovers
amidst wildwood armor
of a grounded warrior~
     the
   ...

Lost dexterity since fingers tap away at qwerty keyboard

...Lost dexterity since fingers tap away at qwerty keyboard...

since being a student in grade, junior and high school
analogous to geometry proof how lack of use proves
quite aware that finger musc...

Blue Jade

...

Wherever the winter falls,
upon snowflakes of a frozen saudade ~
rising from the flares
of maple-gold and copper,
I waltz in lilac lanes of petrified pigments,
imperfectly splattered by ...

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