Our love was just a fabrication of a dream I once had
Categories:
fabrication, dream,
Form: Monoku
Figure it factual,
the gingham dog and the calico cat
did NOT eat each other up like the Dutch clock told the story.
Because of loud snoring,
Old Dutch clock had stuffed cotton in his ears;
and the Chinese plate? sound asleep on a warm rock by the fire.
What really happened?
In the evening when the logs were first lit,
the moon shone brightly through the windows with a strange orange glow.
Out from the flaming wood
crawled a cricket. Bewitched by the moon's light,
he hypnotized both dog and cat, leading them into the sky.
famed field of fantasy -
Eugene Field's inspiration, The Duel
my own Figment of Fabrication – an astro-abduction
Categories:
fabrication, 11th grade, cat, dog,
Form: Verse
Is there any who will challenge circumstance?
On this place of 40,000 writers, how many care?
Maybe many arn't active? Did they get tired?
Some have died..This I know.' Good talented men
Women, I wonder?? I am not much for waiting.?
Not these days, people are starved of knowledge
Denied vision, there has been subtle and overt
Bullying since1920 till now..Now its getting more
Agressive, louder more volume less quality.'
Accountabilty.? That only describes numbers now
Thats all the Media nephalim are inrerested in.'
Period.' How low can they push? all who challenge
The death of the nations? as low as they allow it to
Go.' Thats it..' we can live for better or allow worse
And die in ignomy.' What gain is that? If we allow
Ourselves to be pushovers, it still hurts when the hit
Comes..Are your eyes closed? And is that because
They are swollen from some earlier punches? Or is
It just that you welcome the firing battalion.. Not a
Squad.' Today this epoch..Is one of utter wastefulness
So the ideaology equals current endings, save no reality.'
Categories:
fabrication, abuse, addiction, assonance,
Form: Free verse
Fabrication
potent, brisk
tempting, lurking, exploding,
Time, Limits, Clouds, Romance
waltzing, shining, puddling
blissful, ceaseless
Reality
Categories:
fabrication, dream, emotions, feelings,
Form: Diamante
When running for office,
You might as well lie
For nobody cares about truth,
And if you are caught
And reporters ask Why?
You can blame it on errors from youth.
A lie isn’t merely
“A poor choice of words,”
Which reminds me of “alternate facts.”
The political climate,
With tweets like the birds,
Doesn’t worry how someone reacts.
So a twist of a phrase,
Using “Jew-ish” instead
Of denying your claim as a Jew
May assuage any guilt
Over things that you said,
But no job should be given to you!
*George Santos, Republican U.S. Representative-elect,
has admitted to fabricating key details of his biography.
Categories:
fabrication, political, truth,
Form: Rhyme
She had on a gray shawl, but I recognized her I told my friend Dawn.
“I used to have a gray shawl,” Dawn replied. It was wool and itchy.
She had left it in several restaurants, and her mother-in-law stole it.
My daughter is the leader of four girl scout troops, I informed her.
“I was in a girl scout troop once, but then we moved.
I was angry with my parents for moving me; I was about six.”
I did not bother to tell her that when you are six, you are a brownie,
You are not yet a Girl Scout.
I was wondering if this was an exaggeration or a fabrication.
My husband has been awake since three this morning, I told her.
“I have been awake since midnight,” she informed me.
“I wish I had only been awake since three a.m.”
One of my friend’s daughter was killed in a hit-in-run I told her.
“I was killed in a hit-and-run,” she replied. “In another lifetime”.
Categories:
fabrication, friend, friendship,
Form: Narrative
I couldn't decide which was more beauteous, the web of lies you told her or her broken heart that was in thousand shattered pieces? Was it so much fun that you kept doing it and she kept taking all of it because you made her believe she deserved every bit of it. There was no remorse in your actions, you were one proud person to have broken a beautiful being from her very core. Now she'll never get back to that optimistic being who saw hope in every downfall, all she is left of is a heartbroken, soul crushed, dead from inside being, she's not her anymore!
Categories:
fabrication, betrayal, heartbroken,
Form: ABC
Colorful words used,
For its the pigments of ones,
Imagination.
2019 September 19
Categories:
fabrication, allusion, color, meaningful,
Form: Senryu
It feels just like it never occurred,
It feels like I just wasn’t there,
It feels just like it was all a big dream,
Melting like a puff in the air,
The fun and the buzz, the philosophical moment,
The act of understanding it now,
Living life in excite of growing their mind,
Each second and minute and hour,
Dancing with time and building on high,
Eagerly I filled up their souls,
But then I was stopped by a fabricated voice,
Placed on some sort of parole,
My name was stolen from the place where I worked,
My heart had to farewell it good bye,
So now all I do is remember my life,
My life before the great lie.
Categories:
fabrication, goodbye, hurt, innocence,
Form: Quatrain
There was a lady from Trent
Who could not pay her rent.
She stitched and sewed
And lo and behold
She now resides in a tent.
Categories:
fabrication, humor,
Form: Limerick
Angry ocean waves
so rough so cold
a plotted course
a simple belief
life has more in store
the seas of negativity no more
a calm horizon i see
beyond the thunderous sounds of regret
a warm breeze whispers my name
guides me towards hope
my aspirations not fabrications
fear direct me no more
i break free of your chains
my thirst from you will not extinguish me
this life means something more
needs nothing more to live but to drink from the well of wonder
with a child's imagination continue forth and believe that this place
this time is right for me despite all it may seem
My ship of dreams will remain on course sturdy and true.
Categories:
fabrication, faith, me, me,
Form: Free verse
The truth of poetry is what ever the reader believes
Words invading paper be it reality or clever little lies
Is one seventeen, fifty or one hundred and three
Love poems do they capture rapture real torrid and divine
Or just a poet with a new thought and competition in mind
Now human perception makes it whatever you believe
Word’s aren’t they delightful a trick or the soul you see.
Categories:
fabrication, confusion,
Form: Free verse
Once Jessica Lynch of states army division
The sweet young soldier girl of twenty one
Served in Iraq invasion
Never fired her weapon
Honored first prisoner of war woman.
Wounded with bullets and in tension
The doctors paid her full attention
Knife wounds bullet none
Only some bones broken
Fake “rescue” shown on television.
It was nothing but fake history fabrication
Baking jingoistic cake for nation
Bogus syndication
War myth definition
Jessica, a puppet propagation.
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Inspired by Reports on the net - in Monorhymed Limerick
Dr. Ram Mehta
Honorable mention
Contest: Burlesque Boutique sponsored by Miranda Lambert
Categories:
fabrication, political, myth,
Form: Burlesque