The elaborate composition part 2
Last night the storm tore through my yard, and ya'll had
me feeling like I was being mean, cause I don't wanna
do this but if the We ought a's out number the nah's,
I will do-it if there if a film associated with it. It better be
"ne plus ultra" I mean very special and outstanding.
Or maybe we'll need to find
someone else to start looking out for our interest.
Summer tour's need to be fun and safe.
Not outcasting fans who already know who we are!
Mellifluous and euphony are the new words we need to focus on.
It just sounds preternatural and out of place.
I'll do it. we are gonna adjust to make it modern and our's!
Its style is a journey for my mind
providing a world onto itself
with miles to meander
and crevasses to explore
with paths to follow
allowing my soul to wander
AP: 1st place 2026, Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on April 25, 2025 for contest YOUR CHOICE V sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 8TH
FAUVES THE GENRE
The fauvista always bright&bold
an art style waiting to behold
heightened emotion is perceived
always subjective never pre-conceived
Without further interruption a game, riddle.
Abyssal void manifests a skeleton and a cloak,
he has a sickle but is no reaper,
plays cards instead.
Dealt in a kraken with all sevens,
four on the board but the dice are rolling,
snap you from your reverie.
If this is the grim reality of a toad,
aimed at hue manatee then whose diamonds bled,
all I see are droplets of rubies.
Dave’s Jones is knocking his ship is sinking,
he shows the X but there is no spot,
so where is your treasure?
Extra clue,
sevens are wild.
perfection
in a fight
against convention
portrayed
&
allegorized
with passion
so prominent
in colour
so pure
living images
wander
the mind
infused
by an impulse
preoccupied
with
originality
in wild gleams
of fancy
soaring imagination
on
the
wings
of
the past
Fusion is also a genre in folklore.
I am a perfectionist. You may address me there.
Father in bad habits, brothers in curtain in carts
Outside chores are somewhere, in outside doors.
And I will tell you
I will end you in here and now.
Hundred times more
Before your MS-DOS "Chronoskimmer" finds me in Gloria Anzaldúa
ever again.
We are at the world's edge
Playing non-stop on reed
Along the lyrics of natural nerds
Singing solemnly aloud to no end
With courage, strength and gut, we fledge
Upon all it throws cum concurrent need
We put the flag of fitness on substantial words
Giving all to the moment per chance cum luck to contend
In the hopeful grace that endangers mind's den
Either our says are blue or our minds, red
Our DOS will glee come what may to adhere
To our souls' operating systems regarding gene
Shout out to men on pen
Boys are not stone yet not dread
But are readily fit to contend without fear
Be it in Apomu, London, or even Eugene
It is either we win or battles rend
But no surrender not even for greed
Of pasture which mortal wants green
Of which everyone has become an aorta
That accompany the mysteries pens trend
In this peaceful tease is my awesome breed
A figure of troubled bliss pecking fate's serene
Gracefully, I belong to this wonderful "M" genre.
Where they speak
Where they compose
Where they brainstorm
Where they act out
To create
To make right
To edge perfection
Then it septed through
The murky waters of
Knowledge
Those who's and
and what's
Straighten out
the unfralls
Making way
For
Intreies
On who's mark
Starts the
Composment
Sounding out
What words meant
Ready
Ready
The intro's
Starting
Adagio Crescendo the trumpets
Need your tenor tone
Alto Crescendo her crisp sounding
Tone
What nights might concerto
Intros of love
Itros toiduce interest
Keeping ah tenor interested
Is what Alto wants to do
A more a more
Sumthang special bout you
Adagio Crescendo the trumpets
Need your tenor tone
Alto Crescendo her crisp sounding
Tone
What nights might concerto
Intros of love
Itros toiduce interest
Keeping ah tenor interested
Is what Alto wants to do
A more a more
Sumthang special bout you
Adagio Crescendo the trumpets
Need your tenor tone
Alto Crescendo her crisp sounding
Tone
What nights might concerto
Intros of love
Itros toiduce interest
Keeping ah tenor interested
Is what Alto wants to do
A more a more
Sumthang special bout you
Adagio Crescendo the trumpets
Need your tenor tone
Alto Crescendo her crisp sounding
Tone
What nights might concerto
Intros of love
Itros toiduce interest
Keeping ah tenor interested
Is what Alto wants to do
A more a more
Sumthang special bout you
Adagio Crescendo the trumpets
Need your tenor tone
Alto Crescendo her crisp sounding
Tone
What nights might concerto
Intros of love
Itros toiduce interest
Keeping ah tenor interested
Is what Alto wants to do
A more a more
Sumthang special bout you
Adagio Crescendo the trumpets
Need your tenor tone
Alto Crescendo her crisp sounding
Tone
What nights might concerto
Intros of love
Itros toiduce interest
Keeping ah tenor interested
Is what Alto wants to do
A more a more
Sumthang special bout you
Adagio Crescendo the trumpets
Need your tenor tone
Alto Crescendo her crisp sounding
Tone
What nights might concerto
Intros of love
Itros toiduce interest
Keeping ah tenor interested
Is what Alto wants to do
A more a more
Sumthang special bout you
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