SPECULATIVE TENDENCIES
metaphorically
abstracts
cast
eternally
discontented
as figures
of
existence
restless
perpetual
characteristics
so
fantastically
outlandish
by
long
established
usage
inexplicable
baffling
&
incomprehensible
in
detailed
realities
324.
Imagine the World without Butterflies
When I was a child, I was captivated
By colorful flowers beautifully painted
But what was that creature with floppy wings
Like a flower's frail petal, attraction it brings
If a flower below to the land decorates
That creature above to the air celebrates
To the dance of the wind giving music
Its every movement is a graceful lyric
This flimsy flyer they called “butterfly”
In its absence, the flowers cry
So come butterflies…come to the flowers!
They need your fantastically propitious powers!
Oh! Imagine the world without butterflies!
It's just like a chopsuey without spice
Music without notes, theater without actors
So safeguard these most artistic pollinators!
-01/28/2015
(Dumarao)
*Defense of the Animals Collection
HYBRID CONFECTIONS-:-
prized
deciphered
extremes
intersect
opposites
in PLAUSIBLE PERMUTATIONS
mannered
salient
postures
fantastically
juxtaposed
with WILD HIEROGLYPHICS
reserved
privilege
illuminating
viewers
imagings
Chaotic kaleidoscope
fantastically aware,
brilliant symphony
dazzling in the air.
Combinations from
the prism of light,
engaged entangled
with their own flight.
Stratospheric starbursts,
whispering winds,
haunting howling,
where it all begins.
Radiant eyes,
eclipsing the mind,
luring all consciousness
emptiness left behind.
Gracious gratuity
gifting in kind,
endless motion
in the stillness of time.
Enlightenment enriched
from dark depths,
Sprouting illuminations
in spectacular breadth.
I won't tell you my secret, just teasingly repeat
A host of hints, told by others, if you'll be discreet.
My monikers, plentiful as flowers in a field,
Tell you not that which you're longing...hopes to be revealed.
History books may have reported that I have died,
Except, I'm speaking to you now. Can that be denied?
Come, let me disclose something that may give you a chill.
Old? I was born centuries ago. I'm living still.
Until you know, this gripping mystery prolongs.
Now, know that I wrote arias and English songs.
That's only one of the clever ways I entertain.
Oh, I am a genius. Some say I was insane.
Fantastically, my books show how to defy fate -
Sure, I can create wealth, extend life and levitate.
Travelling far, born of a Transylvanian prince.
Gifted in speech, I'm a learned man, as I evince.
Enigmatic, I may be from Portugal or Spain.
Rarely, did anyone, such grand multitudes contain.
My accomplishments include sciences, arts, and such,
And compared to my learning, nobody knows that much.
In some cafe, in a bar, or on a crowded street -
No one must know of that fine day when we two should meet.
I live and love fearlessly.
I live and love fiercely.
I lived and loved falsely.
I lived and loved freely.
I am living and loving fulfillingly.
I am living and loving fantastically.
I am life and love firstly.
I am life and love forthrightly.
I live and love felicitously.
I live and love fastidiously.
I lived and loved ferociously.
I lived and loved fragmentally.
I am living and loving freeheartedly.
I am living and loving flirtatiously.
I am life and love figuratively.
I am life and love fundamentally.
A prince becomes a king
as his mother heard her final ting
His brother part of a ring
A.i begins to sign
Here’s the thing
In the din
that plays out all my sin
with parties withe in
credibly hukled(that A.I again)
A dent that should be present
A dick who likes his taters to much
Everyone is dying
but no one seems to not ice
Ice Baby
hit me anytime
Late to every test
Never gave my best
Watch you snuggling down
Like birds in their
Nestle your face in my
Breath not breathe
If you are impotent
Who would de-seed
Bing Google Instant grams
the hand written shaking Bat man words
Is fling just a through desguise
If a a maze is better than good
Zing like thing crinkling
Fantastically floored
Break ing ever ing
Ting
Moment
Light
Bulge like Kal
In Marvelous movie
Did you
C wot I did
The heir was there with his pet hare
Hair
So you agree
This is definitely…..
Glistening lights across my porch
Giving her a whisper of whimsy
I love having them up there
They are a reflection of me
Fragile, yet showy
Dazzling in a quiet, joyful way
Fantastically decorative and fun!
Today is a fantastically super day
Every day is a beautiful birthday
If you have a good health
You have a great wealth
Because illness is expensive
Diseases are very destructive
They make you look and feel old
They make you feel frail and cold.
I am happy to be alive
I can walk, swim and dive
In the very deep blue sea
Life is good and pleasant
I can smile, laugh and see
And enjoy the fresh scent
Of the ladies and the flowers
At the corner of the garden
Life is made of joy and errors
So far, I am still a good man.
Every day is a wonderful birthday
Today is another very exquisite day
The sun has nothing to do with nothing
The moon is present. Let me sing
And praise the Lord for His Kindness
My life is full of wit, glee and happiness
Forget about the money, honey
In our hearts, it is always warm and sunny.
Copyright © October 2nd.2018, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
I
king of the hostile quasar !
stelliferous beast without origin
anechoic void-crown usurper of the throne without end
upon a tundra in the cosmic septentrional :
fantastically obscure to the naked human eye
and shrouded in the asterism of shadows !
gatekeepers of the GN-z11 realm,
amethyst-fanged beasts of the farthest space
pursuing from beyond the ultimate meridian
to battle the flame-born basilisks of Alpha Scorpii
the star-beasts battle in constellatory theatre,
a timeless outing of the yet another
anniversary cosmic implosion
II
hostile whorls in the night-sky
spin into mass hypnotic effect
cruor of celestial bodies splatter
alizarin spasms across the death-black vista
which emanates across the heliosphere
as hallucination becomes reality becomes hallucination
lines between
cosmophobia and cosmonoia
are blurred
mystical systems of glyphic code
etched into bedrocks as star-maps
guide the madman into liminal states
between this and the great obscure other
A lion
A Lion's Share
What feast
The possibilities alone
Blow my mind and push me forward
As if I hired the most expensive party director
Knowing they know more than me
I follow their every suggestion
The flowers should be this color
The lighting should be this way
The music shall be this
You will walk to the left and then to the right
There have been few times in my life that I believed
I did not know which way I wanted to go
Few times I did not understand or have a very strong felt opinion
what color I wanted
But now all of it pales
Pale blue bright blue, dark blue great gigantic sky filled
Enigmatic unstoppable blue
I cared. Trust me I cared. I've had every detail
Then suddenly there was you
Now
I don't care about a single thing that I cared about before
Because now there's you
There's only you
Joyfully you
Fantastically you
There's not an opinion I have that does not ask itself to step down
Be quiet. Be still
Listen
Because there is you
I set my have everything I have ever needed in my entire life
Because there is you
CONSIDERATIONS
unconscious
reverence
profoundly
different
sit
tendency
hope
is the spring
exquisite
& mysterious
the forgotten
fact
supposed
enough
by these
existential moments
became more
abstracted
prefiguring
diversion
or expectations
purely derivative
of condescension
deepened
with every
passing
illustration
precipitated
in
bright colours
& pattern
of
inventive genius
in
plain sight
ignored by
generations
of
reminiscence
romanticised
authentic
proof of
supposition
that reveals
more about
the fantastically
once
suppressed
a proliferations
suppressed
of
fiction
active assertive
&
&overdone
If my usual wasn't so ordinary
And didn't span great feats of generic
It may just be shy of extraordinary
A mediocrity so bland I'm hysteric
Enormity in normalcy's highest gear
Worked out so hard and never got abs
Without an ear my regular cannot hear
I'm the base tested against in labs
An everyday, workaday, 10 of a kind
Fantastically, head over heels habitual
Frequency, ooze from me, for oddness I pined
This middle of the road, uniform fool
An average in math I lack sum of the fun
My highest point is the peak of just typical
If my usual started with "un", not a prefix of none
This run of the mill status is biblical
I'm routinely symmetrical time and again
Burst at the seams in familiarity
A dullery so wild it verges on zen
Like a quietness without any clarity
I've searched the great depths of the known
Looked for an in but found not a trace
For my explicable or scrutable down to the bone
Destined to be dazzlingly commonplace.
The night is no stranger to me.
I live in it a lot...
For me it works fantastically
for ethereal nutrition offered
to my reveries...
Back in the day we had a maypole on May Day
We created May baskets out of doilies and construction paper
I loved adding bits of ribbon, aluminum foil and glitter.
We decorated them like Valentines boxes.
Filled them with tiny candies popcorn and violets.
It was fantastically fabulous, and I loved it!
Why did I have maypoles and May baskets?
Was it because I lived in a small town? Was it because of my mother?
Was it because we knew all of our neighbors back in the day?
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