Who is the deadest
Now that Israel has published horrific pictures
of slain children this as an explanation of why they
so cruelly bomb Gaza
where about 500 children have been victims
of relentless bombing
one hopes the Palestinians will refrain from publishing pictures of their dead children like it should be a competition
My child is more horrifically dead than yours
Categories:
horrifically, allusion, anger, bible, confidence,
Form: Blank verse
Though what we know
and that which we feel
goes into what we write
I believe
poets are more inclined toward
image-periphery
the alchemy of lyric-formation
what is just around the corner
horrifically vague
standing on the lip-edge
toes dangling over
peering bravely into a
primal abyss
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each new declaration a journey
backward, compressing coldly
into dank catacombs of past
drafting explorers
forward, confronting bard echoes
the maps of our ancient priests
left for the daring
the literary awakened
new skies revealed
sustain alternating and renewed
every night a fresh splattering of light
every dawn
a bounty-warmth of slippery
sunny icing
such decadence our breakfast
lunch and supper
no dessert denied
the rich slices we pen
the hyper-caloric that
drives us to the brink
daring us to step off
both angels and demons
awaiting their catches
lift must be in our favor --
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Let the work begin!
Categories:
horrifically, courage, inspirational, introspection, perspective,
Form: Free verse
Haggard honey-loving homies held Hank’s hamhocks hostage
He hitched his hayrack, having habitual hints hint his huffiness.
Harry harbored horrifically hideous habits, hissing his heebe-jeebies.
Hangdog Hilda hesitated, having heard Hale hinting Harry’s holiness.
Huffy hummingbird Helen hindered Happenstance Hilda’s hayseed habits.
Himalayan Herbert, hayseed harboring hazardous hags, hid Hilda and Helen.
Hallowed horses having hatpins hissed, having had hobo handy hangers help.
Categories:
horrifically, word play,
Form: Alliteration
OMAHA
Peaceful solitude, stoic patriots share.
Pure white rows atop lush lawns of virgin green.
Guards of Omaha at Colleville sur Mer
Young souls bartered when feckless old minds convene.
Wresting just liberty for lifetimes to be
Brave hearts manned the boats for fate destined to share.
Glory would leap from tales when all were set free.
Six miles of Hell awaited those who would dare.
Such calm from peace so horrifically won.
Tranquil sands refined with purifying blood.
These lifeless life stories laid low now as one
Ne'er again to campaign through fields or a flood.
Questions remain to concede all that was lost
What truly was gained for a Star or a Cross?
05/15/2021
Categories:
horrifically, courage, fate, war,
Form: Sonnet
Trying to express horrifically unsavoury and odious acts of heinousness,
such unspeakable repugnant opprobrium packed with horrendousness
is a test stacked with specific unfavourable hopeless stress,
seen a crying fuzz of the weakened redundant mental mess.
You will find,
when telling of the mad,
you're unkind,
and seemingly bad.
People will treat you insanely s*it,
but insanity is you when you tell of it,
in short: if the stories are mad
and the people in them are mad
but nobody knows they are mad
when telling others you look mad
*because sometimes the simple words
better the poetry
with regards to simple minded herds,
that's what life is showing me
Categories:
horrifically, humor, irony, people, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
No more dieting women!
Clothes for adipose only, made for wearing
and swimming.
Watch the shopping channels, do they hire
by the most pounds?
Thin models must retire, adipose only?
And must be totally round?
I remember being twenty-one. American Airlines
considered me a blimp?
Come now, at 125 pounds, I really was a shrimp!
I still am 125 to this very day
It was not Chic to be adipose, like it is today.
I watch them stretching jeans on TV, they support
hugeness by words like "fully expandable" or....
"so comfortable!"
They think not of women's health at all.
I find it horrifically sad, it's only money they support.
My Dad joked about women's clothes fifty years ago.
The days when there were limited sizes.
Not x, xx, xxxx ad infinitum.
We women, tremble at the sight of a gun....Yet....,
Do forgot, by being overweight, we pull the finger and
end our own life's rigor.
11-19-2020
11-19-2020
Categories:
horrifically, angst, clothes, encouraging,
Form: Free verse
They slice me, they dice me, they roll me in flour.
I have finally done what they asked. I have shut up.
They sprinkle me with cinnamon and sugar
Then they pop me into the oven
Hoping to shut me up
My gingerbread man voice is silent now,
It is hot in here, and getting uncomfortable.
I think “damn, boy, you have done it this time”
I settle back and turn all shades of golden.
They let me cool and then they devour me.
No problem. I come back in the form of a new baby.
Keep them awake day and night,
Crying that horrifically ugly newborn kitty cry
Until they get up and walk the floor all night
I am like a Phoenix. You cannot shut me up
You mother cluckers!
Categories:
horrifically, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
RACISM, A DISASTROUS ELEMENT
I look at the world horrifically,
With depression and disgust,
As the masses enjoys in poverty
And fear.
I look at the world horrifically.
Every places, full of stratification,
And unlawful massacre of people.
Hmmm! What a cruel universe!
I look at the world horrifically.
Yesterday, raping and killing,
Today, racism,
Tomorrow, i guess something deadly and disastrous.
I look at the world horrifically.
Segregation among the whites,
Segregation among the blacks.
Weirdest part, segregation between the black and the whites.
I look at the world horrifically,
Stratification among the blacks, i called "tribalism ".
Hatred, i called among the whites.
Disunity rules.
I look at the world horrifically,
As our ancestors in great slumber.
With no hope of fortune.
Crying, segregation of the highest bidder.
Alimi Abdulkabir's Poetry
03/06/2020
Categories:
horrifically, racism,
Form: Free verse
We are at war with each other.
The battles we fight are not helping anyone;
no justice, no progress, just dividing among the masses.
we'll both lose eventually and horrifically,
we need to assist and show compassion to each other
rather than hating and generalize one another
being criticized doesn't mean being hateful,
being hateful doesn't mean being critical.
We only have each other and
no one else is going to help
Categories:
horrifically, gender, men, women,
Form: Free verse
The Final Goodbye
When we laid your body to rest
agony of pain enters into my chest.
I started to cry and scream
wishing that this was all a dreadful dream.
But in my eyes I saw it was true
I just wish it was not you.
I never envision the day
that you will be so viciously taken away.
You were young and full of fun
now your life was taken away instantly from me, my beloved son.
Your years on this earth is far too few
and your life was taken horrifically too soon from you.
You should have been allowed to live
since you had a lot to give.
The horrific images in my mind on how you die I
keep asking myself over and over again why?
It is hard for the pain to relinquish from my soul
and keep my mind from being mentally whole.
While your murder is walking free.
The final goodbye is killing me.
© By: Naomi Johnson
11- 8-14
Categories:
horrifically, death, depression, evil, goodbye,
Form: Rhyme
society has forsaken me to an exiling loneliness as i become someone no one understands, unnerving memories seize the enzymes pouring forth nightmares from corrupted pineal glands, destiny leads me to the earths sacred lands, places where biblical prophecies have walked and royal blood has seeped unto the sands. a compassionately humble man once showed humanity undying love and for that his life was sacrificed, nailed upon a cross and tortured as the filthy hands of humanity are forever stained with the blood of jesus christ. casting me away into a psychological chamber now becoming cryogenic, thoughts scattered as memories run freely like a paranoid schizophrenic, the illusions of reality corrupt ocular perception like a hallucinogenic. i pray that i will just wake up to find this was all a dream, but i'm stuck in this nightmare to horrifically paralyzed to scream, everything we hold to be true is nothing of what it may seem.
Categories:
horrifically, introspection, life, mystery, me,
Form: Rhyme
A token of love once handed down,
as His life giving blood, dropped steadily to the ground.
Horrifically abused, unmercifully accused,
nailed to the cross to suffer our dues.
Stripped of all pride, mocked and scorned,
what did He do, and what have we learned?
No crime did He ever commit, nor none did He do,
unless love has become a crime, then He was guilty that's true!
Through all His suffering that day, He still had compassion for me and for you,
through the pain of it all He asked for forgiveness for us, something He did not have to do!
As the pain reached heights so hard even for Him to bear,
He could have called down heaven to take Him out of there.
But true to bear this was the bitter cup that was placed in His hand,
an on that cross He suffered a mortal death that to this day is so hard to understand.
He was our bridge, our link, our only means of salvation,
Our Christ, our perfect love, our only true chance, our one affirmation!
Categories:
horrifically, faith, lovepain, love,
Form: Verse
Demons drown the desire;
proudly persecuting patiently.
Evil erupted entities;
maliciously mangling me.
Satan states the severity;
of corrupting his command.
Ferociously framed in fire;
horrifically at his hands.
Dreams died decades ago.
Slaying sins set out;
to traumatize the innocent,
on a rancid, wretched route.
Blood bath beginning;
Demons delightfully dote.
Abominations are appreciated;
take the knife to her throat.
The trials are terminated;
Judgment Day is just.
A lifetime with Lucifer;
all in the name of lust!
Categories:
horrifically, life
Form: Alliteration