If unexpectedly I were to die,
then this at least is here for all to see -
something of mine, a collection of what was I;
to survive the flesh, what could beat poetry?
Hubris begs me "Don't leave this world unknown!"
In secret I agree, but as for pride,
it tugs my sleeve and beckons with a groan,
"Are you worthy of such a haughty stride?"
Thus, I compromise, only my best work
will here be shown. The rest I’ll bring along,
gravebound for that eternal gloomy murk
beyond the mortal, to the ghastly throng.
Alas, the end is nigh, the poem closes,
I only ask my tomb be strewn with roses.
Categories:
feb, beauty, creation, death, fate,
Form: Sonnet
To let my wanton gaze go wandering
And graze giddily your saintly silhouette,
With wonder watching you and pondering
What wild pensées through my fancy pirouette;
To glimpse a glimmer gleaming from your gloss,
A sparkle shining gaily on your smile,
To steal the lipstick from your lips, to toss
Your weight my way, a soirée worth your while;
To feel a frisson flitter through your skin,
With luster shivering between our senses,
And see your face flush scarlet, our shade of sin,
All this I long for and lust, in secret glances;
So with my pen I wink at you, pining
For your sweet permission. And now signing,
X
Categories:
feb, body, crush, desire, lust,
Form: Sonnet
And just when I thought life was turning gray,
A beam of sunshine cleaving clouds asunder
Strolls into my sight and I must wonder,
Who is this that I meet this moody day?
That spotlight aura bends gravity around her,
I’m attracted, drawn in by her mystique.
And following her hypnotic physique,
I try to speak—but stutter, then flounder.
She’s tall, dark-haired, she’s beautiful as hell,
Her sharp gaze is like a spear-tip piercing
My helpless heart, her honey smile traversing
The valley from cheek to cheek, and now I fall,
Transfixed by her mystic gait. I think it’s true…
Oh hush, I’m crushing on somebody new!
Categories:
feb, desire, love, lust, passion,
Form: Sonnet
The present prince of Prussia prances proudly
With preaching priests, while prattling proles suppress
The primal pressure to prank the pretext
Of proper praise for the precious primate.
Categories:
feb, funny, humor, humorous, pride,
Form: Alliteration
The pressure to perform, which grips the soul
In the moment of action, digs its claw
Deep into the body, taking control —
Tense hands, weak knees, shallow breathing, clenched jaw —
Those symptoms of exaggerated worry
And anticipated anxiety
Are themselves the causes of that dreary
Failure to achieve. With some gaiety,
Attempt to fail instead, shoot to flounder;
This paradoxical intention, see,
May be just what sweeps the legs from under
Our deepest seated fears and sets us free.
“Let go,” said the Buddha. “Dive in,” declares
Viktor Frankl. One succeeds when one dares.
Categories:
feb, creation, growth, happiness, philosophy,
Form: Sonnet
When birds start to chirp bright,
We both on boats, loaded with hugs and hopes,
sail through serene scopes
to savor sweet and splendid sight.
When cicadas no longer chant aloud,
We both on kites , filled with love and luck,
fly on the sky nip and tuck
to flirt with rose-clothed cloud.
Categories:
feb, i love you, inspirational
Form: Rhyme
Do you have skeletons in your closet
I have a few in mine …
They jingle, jangle, jingle
~ a frame for my composite
Categories:
feb, body, sound,
Form: Rhyme
Antimony Foolishness
Age 51 is often when one’s unable,
To buy the status quo, it’s old and needs mending.
New sports car, how youthful! Refuting the label,
Of premature old age, gray hair pending.
Girl friends need to be added to the stable,
Young women, their company lending,
Immortal aura when sharing their bar table.
What invokes “against aloneness”, or “befriending”?
You’ll find a word “antimonos” in Greek fable.
The element Antimony, #51, is alloy tending,
By emulating its properties, “Romeo” is enabled.
By experimenting with the valence one’s sending,
Reactions occur, some of which may be stable,
But it’s hard to tell if another is bonding or pretending,
Especially, to induce attraction, one increases spending.
Remember to study and use the Periodic Table,
It prolongs youth, the illusion of vitality never ending.
© Chaim Wilson
Categories:
feb, age, friendship, identity, life,
Form: Rhyme
87 residential buildings destroyed in Kharkiv last night
5,000+ displaced renters in the most dire of plights
Yet Putin and Russia they so intensely despise
Uncommon determination resounds in their cries
____________________________________________
My wife's former apartment building was one of the 87.
We watched it get bombed and utterly destroyed last
night. Can you imagine the hell that's playing out in
Kharkiv now?!
Categories:
feb, cry, death, grief, hate,
Form: Couplet
The stream where pooh sticks once were raced
now flows into memory's embrace
NOTE:Crystalline is A two line image poem, (created by Denis Garison) often with a title, in which euphony is the key factor. Each line may have 8 or 9 syllables to make a total of seventeen.
Categories:
feb, poetry, word play,
Form: Crystalline
The naked oak-trees dance and sway
as nature,her wind-ballets play
NOTE:Crystalline is A two line image poem, (created by Denis Garison) often with a title, in which euphony is the key factor. Each line may have 8 or 9 syllables to make a total of seventeen.
Categories:
feb, poetry, word play,
Form: Crystalline
My fingers reach to touch the sky
where swallows circle,then southwards fly.
NOTE:Crystalline is A two line image poem, (created by Denis Garison) often with a title, in which euphony is the key factor. Each line may have 8 or 9 syllables to make a total of seventeen.
Categories:
feb, poetry, word play,
Form: Crystalline
A great artist was Sofonisba
Due to her her enlightened pa-
A court painter to a king
Throughout Europe her fame did wing-
So now her praise to you I sing
Tribute to Sonfoniba Anguissda 1532-1625 an acquaintance of Michelangelo and Van Dyck
NOTE:VIGNETTE is a rhymed five line light verse narrative cameo(a description that encapsulates someone or something)
Categories:
feb, art, people,
Form: Light Verse
A painter in Le Havre called Eugene
Found the 'outside' mor his scene
Monet quickly became a fan
Claude taking aboard the views of this man-
And so ,Impressionism began
NOTE:VIGNETTE is a rhymed five line light verse narrative cameo(a description that encapsulates someone or something)
Categories:
feb, art, people,
Form: Light Verse
He lived life along a waterway
In the town of Givernay
Inspired by his belved Seine
A garden series made his name-
Abstract impressions,his lasting fame
Tribute to Monet
NOTE:VIGNETTE is a rhymed five line light verse narrative cameo(a description that encapsulates someone or something)
Categories:
feb, art, people,
Form: Light Verse
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