I am an introvert freebee snorting buffalo
brainwashed zombie always confronting your conspiratorial
faulty gloatingly unpleasing uninquiring sociopath
as she was my reflective lyrate queen
we understand misleadingly but blamable thoroughgoing flightiness
through unfalteringly our spiteful reminiscence .
never again will these marches tactility concenter
unawares they signal the latex submarine
to drive northwards into reactive ooze ,
were he could demonstrate cryosurgery at bicuspid biont
those cookstove are a bannerlike varicosity
is that abusive bovid breath idiosyncratic ?
you would coolly autoclave his unmodifiable buttercup !
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 21–27, 2026)
Mostly an oddball was Magritte
here however a portrait sweet
Usually & reputably so surreal
this 'cig girl' is so so real
Belgian Rene Magritte
whose paintings were so neat
Full of stilled enigmatic
in scenesso idiosyncratic
Rene Magritte so surrealiste
was also a moraliste
His art as a dream
never reveal what they dream
Renee Magritte,an enigma in a bowler hat
I wonder what we should make of that
perhaps they are his alter ego
he never said so we'll never know
so
banal
yet
deadpan
absurd
clashing
symbols
heard
in
the eye
where
imagery
is
all
She is tranquility enfolded in ambiguity,
symbolizing serenity before conception,
not idiosyncratic, but sympathetic stranger,
Mantis is the Celestial Madonna
as profound as a collapsing galaxy,
defining a figure of cosmic importance,
destined to create the celestial savior,
the most significant universal entity.
She is the selected medium of transformation,
where the new universe swirls,
weaving light and chlorophyll.
Born on the cradle of mother earth,
yet claimed by the emptiness of cosmos,
endowing her with the acumen of prophesy,
she walks on the footprints of silence,
steps following the shooting stars of the milky way
as her breath turns into a hymn of forgotten stars.
She is the epitome of spatial stillness
that stabilizes the existential storms,
for she knows the exact rhythm of sorrow,
and the precise cadence of delight,
steadying them on her palm.
The Avengers treat her as a teammate,
a martial artist, the green essence of change,
that feels the pulse of the extant universe,
spreads the inflection of prayers across the cosmos.
COMPLEXITY OF EXPRESSION-:-
familiar
pleasure
surprised
pulsating
prose
of OPAQUE REMAINS
gorgeously
triumphant
idiosyncratic
tangled
tones
in PECULIAR POISE
surveying
remaindered
glimpsed
random
chance
continuity
of
thought
intuition
integrated
with
harmony
expressed
in
heightened
sensitivity
impetus
of
the
innocent
symbolized
senuous
yet
natural
stringent
shifts
encoded
idiosyncratic
&ambiguous
embodying
reality
the page seemed innocent on the screen play of life
not yet computed and sterile but what better adaptation
of blocked writing by an innocent censor of apathy
for an empty cartridge on the blank canvas called reality
and yet what a relief that neurons had exhausted themselves
firing at invisible problems and surreal contenders for
thought of the moment and contempt fixed in time
synaptic displacement idiosyncratic only in absence
refuge or incarceration straitjacket of nothingness’ boredom
or maybe serene uneventfulness unfolding in languished arrest
framed as reference point of perplexing perspective
and finally an outburst of words with whatever elusive meaning there is …
Last night I saw you, In my dream,
You were standing there
Looking at me, with a smile so serene.
The impression of you was vague,
Darker was your hair
Wider was your smile
In your eyes, there was so much of glare.
By your image, I was mesmerized
I walked towards you,
I ran to catch you
But from the grip of the dark, I couldn't get through,
I was being occupied by the darkness all around,
Noo one was in that dark snow
But you, me and the dark scary background,
It never dawned upon me, to let that idea of you go.
I was feeding myself with idiosyncratic ideas of you,
Even though your impression faded a while ago
Perhaps, I got used to running after you
Sometimes loosing my patience,
Sometimes going slow.
There is no way this spell could be broken,
I was in a trap.
Then on my shoulder, I felt a pat.
And from this beautifully dark dream, I got out.
With my blurred vision, I looked around
But you were nowhere to be found.
With a sigh, not sure I was disappointed
Or in a relief, your idea was now far behind,
Even so abstract images of you are on my mind.
What am I?
Flesh and blood and bone
On the surface.
Dive deeper though,
See what you can find
Before you
Drown.
How am I?
Emotions roar
Then dull out
A simple
“Fine”
Which is enough for you
But not for me.
Where am I?
I’m here
Of course,
But not really
Here,
I’m in the zone
And zoning
Out.
Why am I?
Why can’t I just be?
Just be?
Normal.
Normal
Doesn’t exist.
If you’re normal,
Then you
Don’t
Exist.
You don’t exist.
Who am I?
You think you know me.
Look again,
Because you’re wrong.
I’m not
Who you think I am
At all.
An idiosyncratic apothecary,
neo pop corollas line its grove;
The price and results may vary;
Heinous hues hang extraordinary,
the bourgeoise see a treasure trove;
An idiosyncratic apothecary;
Chartreuse poppin’ pills be wary,
a champion’s golden boxing glove;
The price and results may vary;
Bating mediocre alive to bury
immobile in the web they wove;
An idiosyncratic apothecary;
Citrine and amethystine they carry
promise calm, balance, and love;
The price and results may vary;
Naïveté of the Sucker is scary,
silk subterfuge we do not speak of;
An idiosyncratic apothecary,
the price and results may vary.
In lieu of tempestuous behavior
Please read the words I write
A colloquium of emotions
Oh, what an equivocal sight
I'm a kleptomaniac of pain
Feeding off the reaction
A ventriloquist of theft
So idiosyncratic
And in this conglomeration
Of acculturation by design
I live life by a pseudoynm
Pretending that it's mine
SCATTERINGS
anticipates
in sequence
a
breathtaking
possibility
constructive
& respectful
but
otherwise
unremarkable
a
distinctive
image
a
level
of reverence
in a
designed pattern
a
comparative
once
formed
as
a key
approach
clearly
meaningful
to explore
the
long-forgotten
idiosyncratic
&distinctive faux-naif style
with innate ability
to elevate
the everyday
carefully
spotlighting
&highlighting
an important facet
to celebrate
innovation
CHARACTERISTICS
reclusive
eccentric
flamboyant
often
overshadowed
&evolving
independent
so
self-possessed
&
blessed with talent
nevertheless
idiosyncratic
is self-contained
yet subtly sensuous
&daring
in a
contemplative
manner
adorned
in
austerity
modest
yet suave
sumptuous
&
spellbound
with an
auraa
of serious-minded
stillness
constructive
but respectful
CHARACTERISTICS
a dedicated
focussed
display
appeared
en tempo
side by side
in
situ
a
seductive
vista with
in vogue
contrasting
hues
a
bathetic
flotilla
with
a surreal
oblivion
tender
&idiosyncratic
in
elicit
mellow
moments
Angela’s assertive ways were not the ways of a confident man
But to get to high places in her engineering career
She tried to be as forceful as a woman legitimately can
Unseen motives were concealed, not quite clear
Camouflaged from the other employees at her work
Masked from most, concealed only to those she held dear
Idiosyncratic plan with a tiny quirk
Characteristic of Angela’s methodical personality
Unique flavor that appealed to a guy named Dirk
Vice President of engineering department in section C
Dirk promptly promoted Angela to boss, happily.
Brookline's Amy Lowell
wrote imagist verse qutee well
Obsevations so idiosyncratic
caused Ezra to be a critic
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