This envisioning is so cliché
It is making my cheeks so rosé:
A lightly tanned brunette couple
Walking through alleys so unsupple...
Above their handholding and umbrellas,
In the pouring rain, walking among fellas.
Then suddenly he stops and turns to her,
Drops his umbrella and kisses ever deeper.
But it's just all a New York City fantasy,
A reality that may or may never come to be.
All I can see is he and I having coffee,
Then an electro swing song sets me free.
Indeed it is a hope and dream all so cliché,
As a hopeless romantic can't help it anyway.
Maybe he's more than someone new,
Maybe someday we'll share a few.
Categories:
electro, boyfriend, city, longing, new
Form: Quatrain
Some may see it as simple fancy,
Yet my view is more complex.
Where its force is multi-dimensional,
Reaching well beyond basic sex.
It's very nature is purely elemental,
Just like electro-magnetic and nuclear as well.
Such that gravity follows along with purpose,
Giving weight to power every cell.
While a few may cling to its chemistry,
Thinking that's all it takes to combine.
Others will dwell on its electricity
Believing a spark is all that's needed,
or some wine.
As much as we try to define the character,
When looking at spatial locations that exist.
We might see length, width, and height involved,
With intensity, duration, & elevation to insist.
Whether eternal or infinite in its ultimate pursuit,
It matters to all that contain a beating heart.
Because without it resides a lonely, dark space,
Where nobody wants to be to depart.
Categories:
electro, love,
Form: Quatrain
hey math tutor, I need help.
kids with questions - five at once!
multitasking, aging, geezer.
too much, too much, who needs help?
tasks need doing, people are waiting.
computers, phones, even TVs
are mind-boggling electro-monstrosities
gotta be there, gonna be late
car breaks down again, why now?
did I hurt her feelings or maybe his?
what is she expecting, anyway, and when?
I must improve my mindreading.
to prove myself I must work harder -
give a hundred ten percent
where am I gonna get that extra ten?
lose some sleep? borrow some money?
hey, buddy back off, that ain't funny.
hey mister, watch your step.
I'm a walking time bomb razor
time for me to go ballistic.
maybe I just got pushed too far.
whoa - time out.
kids got 18 years to learn.
they will be ok.
which of those tasks need doing?
which of those things can wait?
I think the world still spins without me.
my friends know i'm well intentioned
things will work out - it's ok.
I don't have to prove myself.
hey, buddy, nice to see you.
it sure is a beautiful day.
Categories:
electro, mental health, peace, stress,
Form: Free verse
A bountiful array presents itself,
From its constant electro-magnetic display.
With a spectrum of rebounding wavelengths,
And a variety of colorful todays.
This multitude of color gives us boundaries,
From the infra-red to ultra-violet.
Providing our perception with stubborn stop
Signs, as viewing beyond does not permit.
Within these limits of our vision, we're
Left with a plentiful bunch to describe.
As they are exposed through a lexicon of
Meanings, by cliche or slang rhetoric to bribe.
So while black and white are constant borders,
We go well beyond those 50 shades of grey.
With thoughts of golden parachutes and
Silver linings, granting hope to us everyday.
When the entire menu is looked upon, we've
Learned that the primary ones create most.
Whereas red and blue get used politically,
Yellow is cowardly and cautious from coast to coast.
Since there's no way to see the complete palette,
To explain all the mixtures nature has seen.
Rest assured that the fusion & various combinations,
Leaves a remnant of beauty and envy that's green.
Categories:
electro, beauty, color,
Form: Narrative
There are images in my mind,
Yet they do not reflect.
With roots of fantasy and reality,
That none can inspect.
The spark of these creations,
Hold mystery and allure.
As the electro-chemical pathways,
Carry more than a cure.
While a lengthy history exists,
Giving reason many views.
Little notice has gathered attention,
To any singular muse.
This search will only continue,
Providing all there is in offers.
Believing we can answer this difficult
Question, between science & philosophers.
Categories:
electro, philosophy,
Form: Light Verse
As I wake up in a cold sweat from a night terror I cannot forget my mind unravels.
Anger has become an emotion I invest in with no interest accrued.
My torment is in knowing as the days grow longer my tolerance is becoming shorter.
I am programmed to obey my chemical imbalance if only to believe I am in control.
What horror is this that my forefathers left me in their will? Anxiety? Remorse?
My only solace is knowing that one day soon electro shock treatment will be available through the mail.
Categories:
electro, depression,
Form: Free verse
Music is the dance of life
By lady Arabella
Reggae , soul, soco , pop,punk and rock
Listening to the beat of music which makes your body drop and lock
The freedom it brings as it flows
As the baseline drops and you just let go
The story line it can tell as you listen to the lyrics
The concept and relation conceived as beyond- metempirics
Music is the dance of life
Amongst many us in this world it’s one similarity that is rife
Hip hop, electro, jazz and rhythm and blues
Music allows everyone to walk in someone else’s shoes
As the rhythm flows
So do our souls
As the pace of the tempo goes slow and then gets quicker
Hearts can race and your feet like a flame begin to flicker
Music is the dance of life
In a world so consumed with trouble and strife
It brings people together and accompanies others like Homophony
A euphoria that for self can think you have Autophony
Music is the dance of life no matter how far you wander or where you may go
With music in life there’s always a way to two-step into tomorrow
music is the dance of life that can create the foundations of a new dynamic
Regardless of peoples demographics
Categories:
electro, dream, freedom, happiness, music,
Form: Rhyme
After a brief illness, some dry toast
and the turgid sloshing of rehashed thoughts.
Slowly the former becomes the new now.
I bathe in new invigorating light.
This is how we recreate our world;
with carefully paced electro-chemical reactions,
brittle notions are chewed soft like moccasins
until they fit new feet and legs.
This is how we create a life
no sudden catharsis or evolution,
just one thought hammered to another
until a scaffold is erected,
something that resembles
the bones of a recently absented God.
Categories:
electro, poetry,
Form: Free verse
The wave of humanity,
builds to a feverous pitch.
The push and pull of gravity,
world turning without a hitch.
All this in step with destiny,
a great endeavor of the mind.
Blended with the organic man,
no better you are bound to find.
From the jungles beating of drums,
to electro techno-pop.
Though we have our rough edges,
the refinement of man won't stop.
There is a popular saying,
not all that glitters is gold.
is it worth all this running around,
to find out your soul you have sold.
The hopes and prayers of the human,
told in all the story books.
Finds a girl on the seashore,
staring out with love-lorn looks!
date: 7/10/22
Categories:
electro, humanity,
Form: Rhyme
A poem can make
you laugh
because of its
electro-micro- infininestimality.
Categories:
electro, love,
Form: Free verse
A mountain does not loiter
Like an empty paper cup upon a tabletop.
A mountain is a weighty mass,
Rooted through the topsoil
Of the surrounding lowlands
And anchored to the earth’s solid crust
Which floats upon a fluid, molten mantel.
And deep at the core of it all
Is a slowly spinning ball of solid metal,
The motion of which generates
An electro-magnetic field
That radiates outward into space
Creating a protective force
That shields the planet
And all the creatures
That dwell upon the mountain.
Categories:
electro, allegory, nature,
Form: Blank verse
Inner polarity of our hearing
Cognised within, as subtle sound current
Electro-magnetic hum resounding
In and around, always ever present
Doctors may dismiss this as tinnitus
Yet things are not always as they may seem
Current is steady and continuous
Reverberation through space, thus does stream
Whilst in quietude of meditation
The pure of heart hear, music of the spheres
With Gods grace, imbibed by resonation
Such is the wisdom, we did get from seers
20-May-2021
Categories:
electro, spiritual,
Form: Quatrain
Divine light, soft white
Accompanying bliss delight
Pulsating within through day and night
Prismatic refraction displays beauteous hues
Crown lavender, third eye lilac, throat azure blue
Even as heart aquamarine green bliss throb renews
Spleen chakra chartreuse, blend of green and yellow
Manipura at our plexus, bright lemon fire bellows
Whilst coral-tangerine-saffron lust bedfellows
Muladhara awake, crimson scarlet bred
When dormant, watermelon pink-red
Rainbow in full view, in aura read
Our energy body displays all colours
With flower petals opening in playful caper
Deep truth revealed when we awake from stupor
Know, oh hermit, that we are all self-luminous beings
We see this in clear light exiting ego urges limiting
Head-heart melded, love and light becoming
Simple truth is oft stranger than fiction
Within us glows an electro-magnetic radiation
Sound and light show wondrous defying delineation
05-April-2021
Changing colours poetry contest
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Categories:
electro, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Blades blow left then over again
turning, spinning in the breezy wind
a little to the demo of autocratic powered right
only static glitches in the republic cutting of the middlemen;
spin and twirl catch that breeze and gusto of wind
hot air spewing normalcy, progressive ideologies anathema,
rotating blades sharp and precise, cut the fat, hewn a lie,
cooled agitation chills the condemned bureaucracy;
ignite the stretch and roll, the hiccup and the loudmouth yawns
dulled by stilled silent roars, loud and tempestuous hypocrisy
the electrifying pulses, ball, and fire pause and wait
an electro dynamo, impotent bully boys;
list the names as you will,
don't hold back quiet or still
oaths to their inner pride
shout independence, free speech and free will
loud and bold untethered to the skies
there is a little truth in every lie
where we go one -
Do we go all?
Well, maybe next time.
for Biting Satire
contest sponsor Edward Ibeh
3/3/21
Categories:
electro, analogy, angst,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
The first floor is plush velvety thoughts
the mastering of emotions
a hand made boat
with even keel..
but the crazies arrive
starting fires
testing mettle
breaking stained glass
of peace and sanity
retreating
to the upper floors-like all the others
before
one step ahead of the flames
where the blue devil awaits
you've taken the bait
billowing flames
gleaning the sanity from your reigns
a regression of emotions
straight jackets and electro shock therapy - the norm
where the eyeless elevator man whispers
"last stop -fourth floor".
Categories:
electro, 4th grade,
Form: Free verse
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