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opportunity
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appreciate
visual
differences
detail
incongruities
creativity
to
understand
depictions
expressive
visas
rendered
hints
insightful
meaning
behind
contemplative
pleasure
A noble woman
among the nobility...
humanist in
humanity...
humble in the middle
the superb...
Solidarity inside
of the sick world,
Welcoming in the middle
to so much need,
spiritual, in the midst
of disbelief...
engaged in serving
in the midst of indifference...
tender and affable
Amid
incongruities,
cosmopolitan in
half the world
xenophobic... extra.,
extraordinary
person... nice person,
buona gente !
SILVIA... !
QUEEN SILVIA OF SWEDEN, BRAZILIAN MOTHER DAUGHTER AND and GERMAN father
There's this muted compromise I have with myself. Every time I feel like burying my pen, words rise up again. I go back years later and read something I had written, and will swear those words did not come from me. I am the truest definition of an abnormality. I can make someone else say, "Wow" but for me, it's just "Oh." Incongruities over simplifies it. If silence could shout, it'd be like making sense of fire before friction or seeing sirens flashing and knowing to be over. That's the way thoughts and words are with me. I have no idea where the first word leads. I have no idea where the first word leads. The intricacies vary from infantile to complex. In a sense, it's a rhythmic battle; a battle of minds. The good, bad and ugly all want their time to shine, as if someone were splitting personalities attempting to define the most dominant. It is me with so much of who I yearn to be.
Kill Da Wabbit (a low IQ non fat Haiku)
carrot hangs on branch
kill da wabbit kill da wabbit!
C.I.L.L....... da wabbit!
*Authors note: As you can see, the 5-7-5 haiku rules were broken here. (spelling rules also.) The author does not apologize. He is however, hiding from the haiku high command and related authorities. He extends his apologies only to Bugs for any incongruities to the facts of the story and any misspellings that may offend or cause confusion.
'...quenchless canvasses of twisted fire,' Mervyn Peake
Your vision was a beacon
gracing us with golden sheen,
your heart was dark and heavy
with redemption rarely seen.
You plumbed the incongruities
of faithfulness and fear,
you challenged life's inequities
so often with a tear
of sadness in your dream-dimm'd eyes
and shades of anguish too,
this world was never meant
for one as beautiful as you.
Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 16
Covert modern State wiles mock Greek democracy
Must People cast votes to elect block Parties
Athenians all took part in vox populi
Founding Fathers of Great America Party
Chief Washington revolution guaranties
Covert modern State wiles mock Greek democracy
Corsican blood runs blue in French royalty
Scottish rites oath govern secret warranties
Athenians all took part in vox populi
Politicos Police legal fraternity
Avarice cruelty sexualities
Covert modern State wiles mock Greek democracy
No vote counts for individuality
All is grist to Big Money incongruities
Athenians all took part in vox populi
Will Grand Architect of Universality
Show his true face from behind inanities
Covert modern State wiles mock Greek democracy
Athenians all took part in vox populi
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015
Nostradamus ician incantation once meet.
Informal inveracity of the ignoble sect.
Saviors stylish mercies sensed saving their necks.
Invariably today were imputed more adult.
Placing belittled Bibles on the very top shelf.
Next shelf implement the almanac.
Impending how arrangements tend to imbue.
Saviors sweet tune of the scented cock a too.
Were well deserving of our labors.
Incongruities ignite in-between neighbors.
Inconspicuous identification erupts into trouble.
Soldiers marching ides, on the double.
Truth impugned ; subhuman indelible infamy.
Saviors transcendent healing: iatric stylets.
Next shelf implement the dictionary.
Jesus; Icon; identify; ideal; Icarus; iffy.
Incredulous! how impious ideas initiate with i.
Saviors stance steady, as indignant missiles aren't stones.
Subliminal Kind
-Follow These Orders-
1.) Chew gum and walk
2.) Do what they said
3.) Say prayers at night
4.) Religion is dead. Keep it from your head
5.) Eat crackers in bed
---- I know your kind---- But never mind----
---- Sublime incongruities rise---- Follow these orders or die
The Response
There must be something more within existence
Something more than simple cause but I forget
1.) Chewing gum and walking are so complicated
2.) I can’t remember what they said, so I can’t do what they said
3.) What if I say prayers in day light? Will I be struck by lightning?
4.) If religion is dead, should I pray, again, for lightning?
5.) I have no bed. I have no crackers or gum. Maybe some other time I’ll follow orders given from above.
Only five rules, only five commandments.
I should follow them to the grave.
If only I had something to be saved
When Virgins Emerge
Virgins dwell on celibacy when they emerge
Even though the agenda might stray to setting dynamite
To lighting candles, eating celery, and hanging everything in sight
Displaying imaginary tiny toys and boys with strings and hooks
Around their necks as ornaments
Christmas trees come to mind
Virgins begin to find their spirits under there
Surprises give thier rise to blossoming
All Incongruities abound and bounce
Like Easter bunnies, they multiply rapidly in Spring
Such women naturally adapt
Are adept at math
Virgins lie and wait
If thoughts could think
Puritanical thoughts would starve for food
Suffocate from education
No need for birth control
Being pure of soul
No need for debate
Or hesitation concerning masturbation
Convenience stores will do just fine
When women explode into the universe
To find their feminine side
Unwind, have a smoke, a child or two
Virgins don’t just converge, they merge with it
Kill Da Wabbit (a low IQ non fat Haiku)
carrot hangs on branch
kill da wabbit kill da wabbit!
C.I.L.L....... da wabbit!
*Authors note: As you can see, the 5-7-5 haiku rules were broken here. (spelling rules also.) The author does not apologize. He is however, hiding from the haiku high command and related authorities. He extends his apologies only to Bugs for any incongruities to the facts of the story and any misspellings that may offend or cause confusion.
Weeping the eyes out everyday
Wailing in every house all night
When will these have to stop?
What is so powerful
That even the king fear?
Anonymous creature
Breaking the lion hearts
O you taker of life!
What err has been done to you
For us to deserve these incongruities
Incognito serpent you are
Fiercer than privation
Penury is incomparable
This must really be our fate!
To fathom the disagreeable I've discerned
Is to not let your hostilities blow up much too rash
For life has it's many incongruities
That hide in plain sight like a cat poised to strike in the high grass
When tempests are testing your infallibility
To go on with out unleashing a personal blast
Use your wit I submit
It's in your ability
To have your esteem still pristine without all the sass
Everyone of us has our own perfect halo
That is soiled by acts we cannot take away
We move on with a smile
And go the extra mile
And with that
I'd like to wish everyone
A Good Day!
I write to tell you of my life
But you compare meanings with dictionaries
And understand words
Think of this poem like a lover's fight
You told me if we quarrel I must not leave the bed
So I take it I must wrestle you until you yield
If you only bring your senses to words
You are like me, too sophisticated that morning
And too naive to understand
If you will enter into life
You first die bruise and broken
For why should find life if already you are alive
Is this not what you do to me everyday
If I was not a poem I would not even care
But I know I am written to be read
Deeply; to be profoundly understood
I resent dictionaries always sabotaging my imageries
I resent you imposing on me your twisted histories
How many have you had
Is there no private to abort your the incongruities of your womb
A poem must be read without suppositions
Without hesitation
It must be penetrated and rewarded with convulsions
I vomit in revulsion unless I am placated
For the ejaculation of truth,
That is deep semen from complex tissues
And feelings that for life are complex roots.
To fathom the disagreeable, I,ve discerned,
is too not let your hostilities blow up, much to rash,
for life has it,s many incongruities ,that hide in plain sight, like a cat, poised to strike, in the high grass,
When tempests are testing your infallibility, to go on with out unleashing a personal blast,
Use your wit, I submit, it,s in your ability,
to have your esteem , still pristine, without all the sass,
Everyone of us has our own perfect halo, that is soiled by acts we cannot take away,
We move on with a smile and go the extra mile and with that I,d like to wish everyone a Good Day!
'...with quenchless canvasses of twisted fire' - Mervyn Peake
Your vision was a beacon
gracing us with golden sheen,
your heart was dark and heavy
with redemption rarely seen.
You plumbed the incongruities
of faithfulness and fear,
you challenged life's inequities
so often with a tear
of sadness in your dream-dimm'd eyes
and shades of anguish too,
this world was never meant
for one as beautiful as you.
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