The chaotic times shake the sands of disarray,
settle on the stratified shelf of the disorganized life.
In moments moving with dispersed dust of perturbation,
the truth of trust oscillates on the ruffled ripples of disorder.
In the bewildered efflux of errant confusion,
everything changes in the cauldron of conundrum.
The mysterious alchemy of mental metamorphosis
reveals the fantasy façade of perplexing transformation.
In the disorderly squall of divesting dismay
my marooned mind is disheveled to a dishabille state,
splinters the secret leitmotif of the embedded emotions,
the confounded cascade of consternation carries them away.
When disparity develops from consuming closeness,
dancing to the music of mystifying maze makes no sense.
At the end of the day our riddled roads diverge disoriented,
I choose within ambiguity the one that takes me away from you.
Our differences are like pieces of puzzle called life,
I drift with no rancor out of the realm of extant enigma.
I won’t explore you if at night you become mystery aurora,
I’d walk on the pathway of my life the way I want, for it’s mine.
The disordered sands of entropy,
churned by the wheel of chaotic time,
settle on the stratified shelf of the disorganized life.
In moments moving with perturbed dispersed dust,
the truth of trust oscillates in tumult
on the ruffling ripples of mayhem.
In the bewildered efflux of errant disarray,
everything rumpled changes in nonplussed instants,
except for the notion of change.
The mystifying alchemy of metamorphosis
reveals the real façade fragile
of the perplexing psychic transformation.
In the baffling squall of divesting dismay,
my mind disheveled in befuddled moments
into a dishabille state of confusion,
splinters the leitmotif of the embedded emotions.
The confounded cascade of consternation
carries them away to the abyss of oblivion.
Yet, when my castle of sand on the shore of yearning
tumbles down in a clutter of dispersed debris,
in its disorientation I discover discombobulated
the emotive flute of dormant feelings,
play the tune of unfazed ecstasy,
making the lucid music of mystique memory.
The turning wheel of time stirs up the dust of disarray,
that settles in the crumbling cauldron of disordered life.
In the maiming moments of disdained dejection,
truth tumbles in the mélange of disorienting chaos.
Under the scorching blaze of the envy flame,
the desiccated soul suffers parched and forsaken,
searches for the niche of sanguinity in self-belief
to get the self-seeking shade of hope in frustration.
The sapling of irresistible longing rooted deep in desire,
nurtured in the receptive core of the longing heart,
blossoms the flower of passionate hedonism,
luring the being with the illusion of impulsive urge.
In the disorderly squall of divesting dismay,
the mangled mind is disheveled to a dishabille state,
tries to snap the chords of captivating greed,
the psychic cascade of unconcern carries them away.
Chasing the mirage across the dunes of desolation,
the hope of taking life to the oasis disappears deluded.
As the beleaguering storm of disenchantment blows,
consciousness takes the correction course to undo despair.
The sands of entropy the wheel of chaotic time churns,
settle on the stratified shelf of the disorganized life.
In moments moving with the dispersed dust of perturbation,
the truth of trust oscillates on the ruffled ripples of disorder.
In the bewildered efflux of errant disarray,
everything rumpled changes, except for change.
The mystifying alchemy of metamorphosis
reveals the real façade of perplexing transformation.
In the disorderly squall of divesting dismay
my mind is disheveled to a dishabille state,
splinters the leitmotif of the embedded emotions,
confounded cascade of consternation carries them away.
Yet, when my castle of sand on the shore of yearning
tumbles down in a clutter of scattered debris,
in its disorientation I discover the dormant flute of feelings,
play the tune of ecstasy with the music of memory.
The wheel of time churns the disowned dust,
settling on the desolate shore of deranged life,
in the tidal moments of dispersed perturbation
truth oscillates beyond clutch in chasm of chaos.
Within the destined flux of dismantling disorder
everything succumbs to change except change,
where the alchemy of accosted metamorphosis
creates the fantasy façade of transformation.
In the devastating squall of divesting depression
my mind lies disheveled in the dishabille state,
strips off the fragile layers of frail emotions,
carried away by confounded cascade of essence.
Yet, when my sand castle in the yearning shore
tumbles down in a clutter of scattered debris,
I discover the hidden flute of feelings, and play
the ecstasy tune with the melody of your memory.
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Not Placed In Contest : Anything Goes
Date Judged : February 8, 2022
December 4, 2022
Contest : Writing Challenge - X'd Poems Second Chance
Sponsored by : Constance La France
Standing in the doorway, somewhat dishabille,
the neighbor's cat had staked out my grill.
The night before we'd barbecued
some fish and fries and other food.
And now the smells lingering still,
perked up that puss like a pep pill.
At first, I heard disquietude
stalking my deck with attitude.
And in her eyes, a look to kill;
I gave her space with no ill-will.
Out of that grill flew mouse and brood.
What happened next? Cat came unglued.
February 12, 2021
The wheel of time churns up the entropy dust,
settles on the unstable shelf of disorganized life.
In maimed moments of dispersed perturbation
truth oscillates beyond grasp on ripples of chaos.
In the ordained flux of frenzied disorder
everything ruffles to change except for change.
The alchemy of elemental metamorphosis
unveils the real façade of basic transformation.
In the disorderly squall of divesting dismay surge,
my mind is disheveled to a dishabille state,
strips off the flimsy layers of antique emotions,
confounded cascade of tear carries away all.
Yet, when my castle of sand on the shore of yearning
tumbles down in a clutter of scattered debris of heart,
I discover the hidden flute of feelings, and play again
the melody of ecstasy in the symphony of memory.
August 10, 2020
Brian Strand's Contest : A Brian Strand You Choose
The wheel of time churns the entropy dust,
settles on the stable shelf of disorganized life.
In moments of dispersed perturbation
truth oscillates beyond grasp on ripples of chaos.
In the ordained flux of disorder
everything ruffles to change except change.
The alchemy of metamorphosis
unveils the real façade of transformation.
In the disorderly squall of divesting dismay
my mind is disheveled to dishabille state,
strips off the flimsy emotions,
confounded cascade of tear carries them all.
Yet, when my castle of sand on the shore of yearning
tumbles down in a clutter of scattered debris,
I discover the hidden flute of feelings, and play
the tune of ecstasy in the symphony of memory.
November 20, 2019
Contest : Disarray
Sponsor : Nina Parmenter
December 15, 2019
Contest : Strand Special 3, Any Form, Any Theme
Sponsor : Brian Strand
First and foremost on the agenda,
would be to locate an affordable,
casual and favorable eatery
tubby agreeable to our taste
indubitable choice without
(any formal dress code),
nor further haste.
Strait away to the great weigh
(or if vegetarian – whey)
station of delectable food
where the exquisite, expertise, and exotic
high steak king a claim on Michelin Guide,
Gayot Guide/Gault Millau, American
Automobile Association, Forbes
Travel Guide reputation good.
Testimony to legendary praise
explaining why patrons travel
for countless days
transforming him/her
into steady state,
where he/she shuffles along
in a dishabille quotidian famished daze
far and wide culinary craze
out of this world wide web, the wispy Lyft
wafts trace steamy filament up braise
our noses,
whereat heads nod affirmation i.e. ayes.
Even before making a glad entrance
(into Restaurant) complete
a host of fresh, enticing,
and delicious aromas serve as a treat.
Delicate, foreign, hefty indescribable
ole factory stimulants delight
infiltrating thru swinging kitchen doors
holding us smell bound,
though thin filaments invisibly light.
endowing superlative creature comforts
reduce wretched survivors scant band of bare naked ladies
beastie boys, foo fighters espying counting crows
ready to buzzfeed toe kin *****sapiens
bereft, expunged, faux invincibility kickstarting
learning basic survival skills
forced to rescind twenty first century trappings
shifting paradigm sans primacy
pitting dishabille helpless imps against killers
who do not shrink from ethically principled
but give full reign to selfish callous deleterious foibles,
gruesome harmful indiscretions
sprouting with mushroom rhizome rapidity
ousting the omnipresently
(well nigh since time immemorial
virtues cultivated, futilely integrated, lending oomph
residentially, scientifically tendering ubiquitous DNA
foisting gabled, heralded, instilled,
justified kneaded love thy neighbor motto
lyft ting in one fell swoop delicately
embroidered, finely graven, heavenly ideals
no more patent leather shoes reflecting up
nor doodling Yankee staking claim to fame via feathered cap made of macaroni
thus such jingoistic, holistic, fabric ripped retroactively
ramping atavistic simian base,
thus leveling the playing field.
Thy wart-encrusted maw compellingly
constitutes a convalescant contrast
of pulchritude, most evident in earnest
and effervescent cockcrow light,
a visage matched by the craven beige
mundanity of oneself's soiled linens
which thou art so unpleasingly
plastered against, decumbent
and dishabille
the illusion of chivalry
persists into mid-morning, slightly
ante-bruncheon, climaxing
with a most unpunctilious proclamation:
Thou droning whoreson baggage!
.
Glisten
Mine eyne be converted
Blind
hern dishabille transformed
mine see
yesss
through that voile
Of course she caused mine blind
yet
mine squinted
je'
gently
*voile: diaphanous clothing ;)
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