My House - Life
My house- life is constructed
with bricks of dignity and self esteem.
Enthusiastic emotion has erected
columns of uprightness.
Perdurable passion has completed
pearly painting.
Fortune favours through
wide window.
Destiny forces foisting glass ceiling.
Phrenetic frustrations and pococurante stagnancy
to escape through back door.
Open terrace to savour
lustrous lavender love in liberation
and dinkum dreamy desires to desseminate.
01/26/23
Brian Strand No. 1175
Contest by Brian Strand
Categories:
foisting, 12th grade, appreciation, house,
Form: Free verse
Now at an advanced crotchety age
namely three score plus one Earth
orbitz around the nearest star,
yours truly revisits
poignant episodes foisting
launching snapchatting
one after another crisis
sidelining ability to cope
pursuing life, liberty
and pursuit of happiness
whiz hard by at light speed.
Though just a kid during third industrial revolution,
I remember feeling lost in space (age) and agog
at being on the cusp, when infrastructure
(regarding blueprint describing
information superhighway,
technological/computer transformation
would when soon after graduating
Methacton high school
(mine alma mater)
quickly usher The Fourth Industrial Revolution
a way of describing the blurring of boundaries
between the physical, digital, and biological worlds,
a fusion of advances in artificial intelligence (AI),
robotics, the Internet of Things (IoT), 3D printing,
genetic engineering, quantum computing,
and other technologies.
Categories:
foisting, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
pulpy punctured passion
pelvics pruning portions
pompous parts palpitating
heaving hoisted feelings
Twain turbulent tumble
tactic trend tremble
vile Vampire squatting
damped desire drooling
voluptuous teeth smirking
laced dripping
trickles; blood splitting
jumpy jazz jostling
feeble flesh foisting
tainted teeth tearing.
19:11:21:15:29
Categories:
foisting, evil,
Form: Sonnet
endowing superlative creature comforts
reduce wretched survivors scant band of bare naked ladies
beastie boys, foo fighters espying counting crows
ready to buzzfeed toe kin *****sapiens
bereft, expunged, faux invincibility kickstarting
learning basic survival skills
forced to rescind twenty first century trappings
shifting paradigm sans primacy
pitting dishabille helpless imps against killers
who do not shrink from ethically principled
but give full reign to selfish callous deleterious foibles,
gruesome harmful indiscretions
sprouting with mushroom rhizome rapidity
ousting the omnipresently
(well nigh since time immemorial
virtues cultivated, futilely integrated, lending oomph
residentially, scientifically tendering ubiquitous DNA
foisting gabled, heralded, instilled,
justified kneaded love thy neighbor motto
lyft ting in one fell swoop delicately
embroidered, finely graven, heavenly ideals
no more patent leather shoes reflecting up
nor doodling Yankee staking claim to fame via feathered cap made of macaroni
thus such jingoistic, holistic, fabric ripped retroactively
ramping atavistic simian base,
thus leveling the playing field.
Categories:
foisting, absence, age, analogy, confusion,
Form: I do not know?