zesty ropedancer meaningfully hobnailed honeydew folklore evermore
myriad sunburn translocation sapiently mistaking your platypus
impious prognosticator gnaw mono recordbook thereabouts
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 17–23, 2026)
arilus . caliculus and cyclopia complain that the cheeseboard is to zesty but they are impious from brewing wineberry ! their in psychoanalytic reform
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 17–23, 2026)
an axiomatic actuary always axiomatically anyplace again
could credulously careless cubist complain crisply to cezanne
I,in impious indelicate indwelling ionized internment
me,meaningfully merry, mistaking my myriad mono
telefax this turmoil & toil thereabouts through to their tryst
As the Great Work is complete and Victory is Won
and the Soul reaches its Sum, On Earth As The Sun
and the Great Duality Commences, by Union Triumphed
and the Lesser makes haste, Vanquished and Crushed
from Below to Above where the Sacred Light is claimed
from the Impious to the Saint,
from the Flesh to the Soul, from the Soul to the Crown
from the Crown to the Sword, from the Sword Unbound
from the Roots of the Earth to the Unmeasurable Skies
from Degradation to Imperishable Heights,
from the Lesser to the Greatest to the Blazing of Great Fires
from Robes to Garments to Celestial Cyphers,
As Below So Above, where Veils are Unshackled, Undone
Ever Forth like Wind Psalms, On Earth As The Sun
La wicked bruja hechicera,
with an impious hex--
deep within the marshlands-
'neath a foul--swampy grave,
shall indeed summon
Pumpkin Head.
Rage's what he wheels,
from those who seek revenge;
Restitution for the reckless end
of a love-one, who's been slain.
Her Abyss fiend, ghastly nights
of vengeance spreads.
'Tis best and wiser yet
to kneel in silent prayer.
Repent, for it's the only tool
the hunted have to soothe
the impinging gloom
of dark that looms.
For those he stalks
don't stand a chance;
The Reaper's minion
feeds his thirst
with bloody-blugent preys,
la hechicera dooms.
Sinners atone, confronting
their fate--with a wicker fort
made faith that rots;
For pleas and screams,
like wood ablaze-only excite
his callus, morbid heart.
Condemned souls
who bear the witch's mark.
Hell hound will dissecting hunt.
For the following dawn
are found only severed heads
with bods from limbs apart.
Murder on the Orient Express--just?
Shorter the fuse tighten the screws,
sharper stuns the rushed, drug delays the hushed,
marker trashed refuse, clues confuse.
'Morning after sharpened scours the given,
charming entertains the witty,
earning their forthcoming thwarts admission,
forming and sorting out gritty.
Straightforward clues like manna from Heaven,
page foreword; Farmer's Almanac,
date onward, sow-reap, from whence transgression?
Came forward all, the common task.
Burdened heavily, labored the righteous,
incessantly drew in favor,
descendancy ends by the impious,
death penalty, all-signed ... waiver.
Adieu, Poirot
One mystic blue night dead still,
I’ll steal the silver full moon,
break it into sharp shards,
and stow them in the backyard
under the shadow of the creepy cloud.
The dark devils will enter with fiend
my anguished heart beating vengeance,
hit hard by the moonless dreary darkness,
and make my boiling enraged blood
turn into lacerating incisive lancet.
The sinister scarlet elixir in my veins
the night will drink like wine,
the shining sequined full moon lost,
it’ll make a black one hollow,
darker than the dread of doomsday.
When the impious wolves will slash
the neck of the frozen stillness,
their ominous bark in the chilled air
will shred the nocturnal chastity, it's time
for moon plucking from sordid shadow.
They cunningly ensnare in an instant
the naive malleable minds unaware,
skillfully wrap with mute trance
the innocent hearts trapped
in the travesty tangle of love.
I’ll slit open their deceitful throats,
slice the reveling saccharine lips
with the harvested sickle moon.
The sky of the universe is our
The universe's ground is our sheer
Everything in the universe is for us
But now we are walking as impious!
Who are we? –Human
But forget this every man!
After the pandemic situation
Now we are in earthquakes loan!
We lost many of us to Covid-nineteen
And now we are losing in the tremors bin!
Skyscraper building to the little cottage
Aged public to newborn child phase
Gigantic mountains to velvet grounds
Seraphic nature to seasonal sounds
Wandering to the path of havoc slowly
But, who is liable for the destructive policy?
-No answer; silent mystery
-Anonymous authority!
©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
12/02/2023
Oh, our heavenly father,
You are truly merciful to us impious humans
For
Although we constantly your creation destroy
You still let us, life to enjoy!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
04 August 2021
* Yesterday, a devastating fire broke out around, Athens, Greece which devoured homes, cars, animals, forests but, fortunately, thanks to good planning by the state, no human life was lost. The temperatures of 45-46 degrees Celcius, contributed to the catastrophe. The fire has not been put
out yet!
both redeemed sinners
and impious errants trust
Heaven is for all,
Please care.
Love's slants and spins have me dizzy.
Thy laughter's the star I navigate to
Thy voice a song I listen for
Thy touch I long for
Please care.
I make heated love's impious oaths.
Thy sigh is my pleasure as well
Thy smile is worth gold
Thy look my is my sun
NIGHT SOUNDS
By John T Haupt
Night sounds:
Crickets chorusing chirp chantingly, faint in the impious hum of climate-controlling boxes.
A dog's lonesome bark and a cat’s howl somewhere beyond the artificial light.
The clicking tap tap of me on my phone.
The silence where voices once sang in my head.
When the growling boxes rest, winds push trees aside in a whisper.
But I have labors waiting in this symphonic hiatus of soft rest.
They usher me to bed.
Spontaneous sulfurous stigmata sinisterly surfacing
Membranous molecules meticulously masterfully marshaling
Tangible tempestuous tears tangling thoughts
Radical revelation revealing ruinous rots
Pious priests patronize punishable penance
Impious illusions intrigue impacting independence
Narcotizing nefarious noxious naves navigate
Prioritizing pains portal pandemic perpetrate
False fixation fumigates fragmental fatal fury
Defaults determine damaged destructive demons dreary
Jan.18.2020
Eight-word challenge 1 2020
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Placed 3'rd...Thank You
Searching true master!
It's easy
Either physical or metaphysical,
Either earthly or spiritually,
Either religious or impious!
True master-
Peaceful solution
Those who can bring
Without any harmful happening
With sympathetic care
- Thursday, August 8, 2019 Chattogram
She has belief
without comprehension
and in her crutchwork shack
she is
much like us . . .
tamping the bread
into edible forms,
regarding her children
at play
with something akin to relief . . .
ignoring the towers ablaze
in the distance
because they are not revelations
but things of glass,
easily shattered . . .
and if you were to ask her,
she might say—
sometimes God visits his wrath
upon an impious nation
for its leaders’ sins,
and we might agree:
seeing her mutilations.
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