The smallest of seeds falls and amalgamates with the earth.
Amidst dust to dust, mist, manure, and moisture gain rebirth.
Leaf evolution, stem elongation, and florescence
With sun-lit yellow blooms, it reaches its adolescence.
Like a vulture, it spreads its wings of bold bushy branches.
Towards giving rest to birds of all kinds, it advances.
From a wheatish tone, the colour of seeds slowly turns brown.
Into globular black painite granule finds its renown.
All these were hidden within these as a seed when it fell.
As a seed yielding shrub, it has many tales to tell.
Adding taste to the food and serving as herbs to good health
Is not a mustard seed a gem of herbaceous wealth?
Divine kingdom, though humble in stature, is marvellous.
To seek this, yet, you asked them, shouldn't each one be righteous?
Categories:
elongation, jesus,
Form: Sonnet
The cymbals create,
A mesmerizing sound
Reaching their brass highs
I sit listening to the blues come alive.
The music is guiding me,
Reminding me of sounds and sights
We've infused our vibes, our lives
In our tune's beat, making it sound all right!
I stroll down the streets,
I can hear the Musicians Nine
They're blowing into their tin horns
Enticing everyone around them to listen.
Tiny Foster is there:
Effortlessly strumming on his cords
Making enchanting melodies on his
Beat-nick guitar; he records.
People are passionately sitting,
They started reciting in their poetries
Speaking their lines in rhythmic rhymes
Talking in verse, laying out some lines.
Representing themselves profoundly with articulations,
In the beauty of prose, it was best that I mention
An atmosphere that leads on for hours, contemplations
You can get lost in it if you give in to an elongation.
Categories:
elongation, celebration, culture, guitar, imagery,
Form: Prose
Rumination.
Too long an elongation
Oblivion
Too easy a high five to see in freedom, in scope of Pentagon
The eternal fire, chest of drawer and homeland security
Almost a climax toward Bermuda triangle
A selfless supplication in the third act
Without writing how will you find meaning too , through abstraction?
I am an assonance
To odd a pain
In revision of torn pages
To forecast pills of nine
Will there be any benign?
To tell a tale , to cast a forecast
Gaze, maze, in audacity of courage
I love you, your heart beats in mine
I rub you, I feel your overcoat, the woolen layers
And I tell you, softly
Upper supper, look me in to the eyes
Familiarize a face
You have to give a speech
For a lost butterfly
On the twenty first floor
Of the tower.
“Did you say tailgating?” The question came
I replied, to do rely, almost a reply’s try,
A point of no return, I love you in supreme time
But how will I describe my rumination?
In odds of your twenty years
And ninth of mine?
April 21, 2023
Categories:
elongation, allegory,
Form: Free verse
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Categories:
elongation, health, humor, romantic love,
Form: Free verse
His black shadow forever in elongation-
Still thrills the fans to adoration!
Yet with power to enthrall,
He walks the vacant hall.
The road cuts sharply to the west-
But, the music already has progressed.
In the sunset days, we feel warm rays;
His memory's alive when the music plays!
Spans two dimensions-the future-the past;
Hardly it seems an age has passed.
Rapidly was breathed the word "Legend."
At times legend's without end.
But, how wild it all seemed-
When the women fainted and the girls screamed!
Yeah, shook up is what we were...
When he set the world astir.
His life was brief, intense.
His shadow is immense.
And despite the date of the calendar,
Can't dream it's over...
Categories:
elongation, age, celebrity, joy, music,
Form: Rhyme
Didn't you not go to me?
How did I seethe, because an elongation of an entanglement is the alter-alto as the Omega cake..?
So swimmingly
I'm finishing the date,
I'm even allowed to procreate,
say that today as we all wander in the phase,
the glistening light is a connector of the ways...
48 equations away...
One more long lasting stay,
I am trapping the animals and characterizing,
you upped the anti with troubling enrapturing!
You even trampled the past in THE!!!
Sometimes I sweat over the gloat and the capturing,
sometimes I'm the boat that is rafting the very temperament I haven't opportunely been the camp in the.
Categories:
elongation, character, city, conflict, cool,
Form: Blank verse
HARD WORK, CLEAN AIR, AND GENTLE BLESSINGS
hot cocoa and cinnamon buns
lemon drop cookies and honey butter biscuits
Christmas sugar cookies and an oceanfront view
my dreams came true with you....so unexpected
looking at the baby bear Christmas Tree with a smile
watching Home By Christmas while wrapping presents on the floor
anti eggnog oreo shake from the blender and an oceanfront view
my dreams came true with you....so undetected
the mistletoe is teasing us
we think she plotted with cupid
we kiss and travel to the realms of elongation....not caring if we are looking stupid
we are in our own Zonule of Heaven....always free....never entrapped
we Bless the Heaven for Patience and Virtue....always unified....never detached
we then breathe easier....again being pulled in by the oceanfront view
my dreams came true with you....no longer blue
excited, we both jump up....to stir and serve the homemade crock pot beef stew
Categories:
elongation, beautiful, blessing, christmas,
Form: Free verse
Black, empty, cold and dark
What are you then if not a spark
Of life exists in you,
You pointless mass of infinity?
I don’t see you, yet I have thee in my sights
From some accretion disk or otherwise
Like a churning cauldron from some distant past.
My blood freezes in its paths
When I think of you, and your cruel existence
How you are void of all empathy,vice and insistence
To spaghettiize unwitting partners as in motion
To capture them in a last gasp of elongation
You, you alone of all creation
are the most intense on my imagination
to look too close would surely be
the very end of …. Me.
©Darrell Goddard
Categories:
elongation, science,
Form: ABC
funny how we are here
naked and laughing at the fact that we once loathed each other
the kicker is people think we still cannot stand the sight of each other
now look at us....licking and loving each other down like crazed maniacs
funny how we are here
man how we used to go at it face to face and nose to nose
the fire that we made could have burned down a whole city without blinking
now look at us....giving in the the fire in our eyes for each other....in secret
funny how we are here
air conditioner on and all shiny from the steamy lovesweat
there was a time when the only lying we would do is to our respective friends to get away from the other
now look at us....not wanting to go and wishing for the night to last longer
funny how we are here
shower running and seductively teasing each other for the purpose of elongation
thinking back, the only water we experienced from each other was the spittle from the other when we were cussing each other out
now look at us....expressing vulgarities in the name of love....
Categories:
elongation, funny love,
Form: Free verse
In the light of my days-
Tears appears;
But tis yet dark,
My heart is black.
My mind trembles-
For the thoughts of rubbles;
Eon of sleep-not in mind,
A moment in the night-not it kind.
In the light we celebrate his cries,
In the dark we mourn his silence.
His presence we stand to miss,
But his absence we live to hiss.
For his peace-we travel,
As beneath our stage is his level.
To a swift journey-nature adds its woes,
A company of debris to once standing edifices.
An elongation of night to the sleeping prince,
And a job of escort to the mourners.
Categories:
elongation, death,
Form: Rhyme
TRACES...
A faint footstep left behind since my birth
And a thousand years later, I found so clear
A burning vision from the flames of wailing hearts
A drum-beat, a bull-horn sound, a clap
A music of realities dorn, this hour...
... somewhere this day...
I live to see it clear, my footsteps; so clear
From within the mirages I foresee a future
So my hearts' wish now is the sun's dawn
So I sing the lost rythm "Hail Thee Son's Afrikana"
At long last! oh what a day....
For the sun's blesses upon my heard
Times' testimony to my thirsts
For what we lost long ago, wailing as losts......
Traces of our footsteps yonder the dark clouds
Today is a merry day
For traces recoverred
For ideas emancipated
For the shackles clang of freedom
Worthy for none than the stocks* liberated now.
Human conciousness, human liberation
Spiritual Rediscoveries, soul cleansing
Races fostering bonds, lands-boundaries collapses
Hungers eradication, lives elongation
When the accordions laugh, as the twilights blazes.
(c) Lamptey Godson K. 2012
Categories:
elongation, happiness, lost, lost,
Form: Dodoitsu
The tangled sadness of souls lost
Between Heaven and Earth,
Eternally on their way,
Lifting upwards,
Soaring,
Climbing.
Only to feel the ground’s pull,
The unseen ropes.
Trapped in intermediation.
They have left us without leaving,
Departed without arriving,
No sweet Lethe for them,
No afterlife among ethereal
Beauties bathed in eternal light,
No rest in a perfect balance,
Outside the toss of seasons.
So this is purgatory,
This hell of a half-way house.
Stretched out in an
Agony of elongation,
We can sometimes see them
In the wriggle of smoke
In striated clouds.
They are the larks, perhaps,
That dive into the sky and climb
Climb
Climb
Until their frightened tiny frantic panic
Sends them spiralling down
Down
Down
To the thin air over the cruel stubble
Of dead wheat.
Categories:
elongation, death, devotion, imagination, life,
Form: Free verse