What a creation!
A creature of elation
Gave me a sensation
Of heart palpitation
It ate a carnation
In the midst of lunation
And grew with inflation
For such a duration
That held my fixation
Itself a flotation
Until it's deflation
And sunk for hydration
Spotted like a dalmation
Yet more like a crustacean
That gave me causation
To realize my narration
May only be imagination
as if drawn by an invisible jury
the mood inched closer
to adjunction
incrementally and with
unbearable slowness of progress
it nibbled away at sizeable apathy
pinched a tiny chard of gloom
until the clouds burst into silent tears
not without questioning the sanity
of its success neurons returned
to previous still rusty function
redefined normality
of what was to become
not without mocking
waste and waistline
as if to say
you need a belly ring for flotation
it will ground you when levitation
takes the mood swings too far
the verdict not guilty
merely colluding as a minor offence
released on bail
no further injunctions
and hard work ahead
24th September 2022
my girlfriends dad is so nice
sold me a canoe half price
but on our first date
we got home quite late
saved by flotation device.
THE SWEET SCENT OF FAILURE
I will speak in praise of failure
Long unrecognised: its worth
But with loss I won’t regale ya
Of its grieving there’s no dearth
For the striving and the yearning
That sweet savour of success
Counts for nothing in our earning
With no challenge and duress
It would be of no avail
All that travail and the vying
With no chance that you could fail
You would triumph without trying
He who walks upon the sea
With no fear of inundation
May surrender to ennui
When he’s performed one more flotation
Picture living out a dream
Goals accomplished - end of track!
Always on the winning team?
You’d tie one arm behind your back!
It’s the chances of defeat
That give each day that added zing
Hold back on that job complete!
If you’ve no new flight to take wing
So next time you take the field
Think: “It’s a game! To lose - no sin”
Then with honour, brace to yield!
And give my side a chance to win
Sues uses her ‘flotation tanks’,
When swimming between river banks,
Her boobs keep her afloat,
She won’t need a lifeboat,
For boobies us gals can give thanks!
07/30/20
Give me your fears and hope,
the golden chains of your obsession
Let me vow bind your hidden hand past
to the leg of your uncertain present
Have the angst choices, which twine your future,
be your gilded, Lazarus rope
Pour your tears and your smiles
into my alchemy beaker
Experiment study your ancient pains
and new pleasures
Ghastly examine why
you mask the death reeker
Mix well the explosive potion of disparate dreams,
and behold ...
the beta wave oxidation of centrifugal spin reality
Allow me to be
your keen amalgamator
Take a peek-see,
monitor your pulse regulator
Give me total permission
to outer limit I locate the lost inner you
Hold a search light to your brain,
see the murky delta waves oscillating
Ping the Atlantis position,
dark abyss thoughts that eschew rescue
Buoy bask in the sunshine and the rain,
cerebral flotation is the gestalt thing
Let a friendly spirit be
your sherpa keen amalgamator
Take an MRI peek-see,
power up the love hum resonator
She was an aspiring starlet, a real cutie patootie
Folks were in awe of her natural beauty
She wanted to be a great Hollywood star
But she’s taken the surgery much too far
Her teeth have been fixed for a dazzling smile
They are unnaturally white now they stand out a mile
The Botox she had was to smooth her pale skin
But she can’t move a muscle much to her chagrin!
Her eyebrow lift gives her a startled expression
The desire for perfection has become an obsession!
She’s had Botox on wrinkles and fillers on lips
Liposuction drained 2 pints of gunk from her hips
In trying to obtain that perfect pink pout
Its gone terribly wrong she now looks like a trout!
Her breasts are augmented and they look quite obscene
Like over inflated footballs seen in a top shelf magazine
These two huge ‘flotation tanks’ are silicon filled
They are lumpy and hard but her boyfriend is thrilled!
But how did she pay for surgery which was so drastic...
She opened her purse and put it on the plastic!!
Date:05 11 17
Contest Name:Make me actually LOL 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
*wow.Auric essence? Is it a beansprout? Is it a? A what? no title.SORRY people who like titling
Flotation
Realisation
Notification
Obviously the whirl of a society is far too compelling
Pretty much like escaping air from an orifice
but not an office
That is too official
And to be fair the tantalising style of a manicured lawn is rising and visiting a nightclub
oh yes
opulence of deuce
but no juice
Well not now anyway
And the minefield of self explosion is to be ratified by the temperament of a metre wide turtle who is tut tut tut
at the sights
and sounds
and scenes
but not seances
of the crescent moon beach for crescent moon beaches are to be stood on and danced upon round and round on the ground. wow
whoosh isn't it exciting?
And the fried fish is not a time to be wild
Okay
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Untitled and NOT a tin of PEAS!!!! X
Brine kisses window impermeable
Impermeable to sea’s hydration
Hydration fills the hull, so visible
Visible in ship’s flagging flotation
Flotation, bilge pumps’ precipitation
Precipitation steaming on motor
Motor caked with salt crystallization
Crystallization of need to defer
Defer to elements, a requisite
Requisite to survive the Nor’easter
Nor’easter which does not invigorate
Invigorate soul of the mariner
Mariner looks homeward, does deeply pine
Pine for his love to the fragrance of brine.
4/3/16
For Contest: Elements, Part 3: Water
Sponsor: Brian Davey
Chained Sonnet, Shakespearean rhyme scheme
abab bcbc dcdc ee
Yawn said Saudi Arabian prawn in a bin liner watching a cake. Chopping cutting cuticles cubicles clubbing clang clanging clam. Drama is not an item in a scene. It is merely to disguise battling molluscs and lettuces in flowery beds. Aroma of lemons should never play on a boat in a bath that is less than five metres wise. Traitor training tapping tuning turboprop. And fish wave peas around in the air. Quite quickly and dramatically but the Ukraine is a base for a nine mineralised lake of great ice. But ice cream is a bad idea for it can run away thus leaping down cliff paths dexterously. How rather incredible. Wow. Questions should be delivered in an atmosphere of greatness as flotation is great in bins don't change dams and beavers enjoy 'other' beavers company in turbulent carpet writhes or under prettily patterned summer dresses. Bomb then. Themselves. Turn thrice a pitch. Good. Poignancy of a branch. *** geraniums grabbing gators. Gatorades. Hahahaha now go kiss a fragrance. *** cordiality coughing chews chant chant chant. Xxxx confrontationally. Peanut dome equals z.
When peeling a roasted peanut take great care. It is often said to be the beginning if a shell cracks. It is to release. To exact the tension thus administering justice in panned out wisdom cups of cloven joo. A moo can be very intelligent for it can form a six mile circle which a wheel cannot break. Eating and playing doesn't show respect for edibles. But gardening is wise to pull out the weeds in the mind. Creating calmness calling calm. Causing cakes colliding clapping chaos. Chapters in chapels. And a big bap balanced. Gifted are fifty foot breasts on legs who arrive in mini dresses. Now all singing "puck peck baa puck peck baa hugh heeled moo in a very fast car". Tis merely the rhythmic essences then. Ostriches swim in lakes in the moon whilst goats can dive off planets. Question bit a dancing baboon or a prancing pig for both enjoy air and water is often used for flotation processes. Opening opened onions unions d hug egg fried rice xxxx pudding pouting...*** can one light up now. Northerly.....*** z. Illegal indoctrinating llamas. Xx queue ball..*** vaporised visions xx nil.
Burlesque musical
a parade of top hats
flotation devices whimsical
bass notes undergirding flats
I've actually heard that cohabitation
Can lead to nights of copulation
Which can have negative connotations
And lead to serious complications
Especially if their pigmentation
Shows they're from a different nation
We all adhere to the same orientation
We're all aboard the same flotation
It's Mother Earth there's no imitation
So lay back and get some relaxation
And don't succumb to constipation!
A lifetime of flotation,
a journey of rotation.
Glance at the glasses case and sigh.
Drawing the picture of a patterned sky is never easy as much is subject to change.
Reflex action shaped by the stone. No bone can taunt an eroded chamber.
Count the seaweed then clap.
In a large voice call to the blue mountain.
JADED.JUMPING.JOB
China made my canoe which I proudly adored
Flotation and recreation all on the creek shores
The day was right cool
The water icy below and a sudden rupture
Sent me into the swampy muck
Slick as an oily tool attended fish school
My feet had no traction and caused a change reaction
No leverage --spilled my good beverage
Never depend on a chinese rubber air canoe
Or you just might loose a shoe!!
**well I guess it is done ;-]
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