My heterodox heart abandoned and impaled,
By such beauty where kisses have been jailed…
Marooned by your love and escaping has failed,
Decomposing with my last breath echoic exhaled.
Imprisoned by lachrymose of your lascivious lance,
Intoxicated by illicit lust as we started our dance…
Exciting erotic illusions within their eternal expanse,
Derelict desires a victim of calamitous circumstance.
Cupids arrow a venomous violation as to perforate,
Entangled by blind love of a felonious feverous fate…
Entombed by a hellion hole where demons dictate,
Castrating condemns of constructs that consummate.
Engraved is your name like mutilated cattle as to bore,
A disintegrating disease puncturing to my inner core…
Be your love a germinal genocide of a groveling gore,
Erupting excretions executed by the sinister spore.
July.21.2019
Impaled Poetry
Sponsored by: Anthony Slausin
Background music by...Audiomachine
"Guardians at the gate"
Placed 8'th...Thank You
Categories:
germinal, betrayal, conflict, love hurts,
Form: Rhyme
Thrown are we, irresolute innocence through regurgitated realities…
Distortions of parallel paradigms-
excrements of encrypted rhymes,
Sacrificial sapient slaves marooned by masochistic mortalities’
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Prolific pondering of minds within spatial exponential existence...
Social intorsions of inauspicious illusions-
captive calamitous confusions,
Warring machines mandating annihilation with rigorous resistance
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Tempestuous tyrants dictating, Overlords ruling of magnetic masses...
Dormant dimensions descending-
seraphical souls forever defending,
Dreams diminishing spiraling, convoluting nebulous germinal gases
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Hordes of Habitual hunger, incarnating wells by blackened abysses...
Demons demanding distraction-
embryonic echoes of attraction,
Succumbing’s sensorial seductions of love by misguided misses.
Feb.08.2019
I died a little inside
Sponsored by: Silent One
...the muse is in recluse...only somewhat posting now...partial involvement...will be back to full duties soon...thanks to everyone who have commented...love & peace to all...
Placed 2'nd...Thank You
Categories:
germinal, anxiety, depression, loss,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
Fallen upon knees in ashes of pipe dreamer’s infatuation
chimera's collective stardust reigning through macrocosms,
world spins counterclockwise unrealistically bound hiatus
stained glass mirrors fracture in rhetorical opposition,
earthly beings condensed to mere commonplace residue
threadbare allegiances written on worn out constitutions,
idly spinning cogwheels from premier breath to closer exhale
angels hark intensely attempting to assuage inevitability
whilst calm winds yield to maelstroms' imitative gesticulations
forfeitures of human activity sacrificed in sins' germinal vices
banal platitudes reinforcing an elusively unoriginal existence,
dancing 'round the fire tween inquisitions' reluctant commendations
preparedness on conventional suspension of ill-advised reiterations,
awaiting surrender 'neath an incoherent vigil's unorthodox rite of
incarnate passages' disconnected resolve mid consequential rationale
thereupon...
timelessness is but a variable symbol
factored in mankind's hallucinatory prayers
Categories:
germinal, allegory, conflict, deep, hyperbole,
Form: Burlesque
Their portraits hanging firmly
from the naked wall, all our goods
pawned for the cause.
To see our vision and strike through
Our lively evenings and peaceful nights
conquered by a full moon and hunger pains.
The speak easy is dead from receiving our
wages in small francs, our children weak and frail
There's barely bread and meat to last the week.
Again, we look throughout our empty home before
a dying fire, at last we look up at the remaining decorations.
A print of the King and Queen steering down at us, he says
"pawn them too", we couldn't get a penny out those useless folks
Yet, they are watching us perish.
Categories:
germinal, history
Form: Free verse
Slight of movement
minute fluttering
flicker over my stomach;
as imagination takes
on passing butterfly's wings.
It's the beginning of one very new.
An early germinal stage,
the foundations of something
so much bigger to come....
Rudimentary hiccups
of one so slight.
Invisible behind my bump grows,
an immature being -
I've seen it
at scan stage.
Underdeveloped,
a miracle -
all manmade.
My future,
my hopes,
my dreams.
My child.
Categories:
germinal, caregiving, devotion, education, family,
Form: Free verse