Knick-knacks, bottle caps, pop tabs, and acid
The reflux of my mind of many memories redacted
Connections don't elucidate the fuzzy things that happen
Only emphasize the vacuity of brains fried and flattened
I wouldn't deign to age another decade with this habit
But self-control's a feeble virtue in youthful years uncounted
Demote me to a lesser life where everything is vapid
My rancor for the world only grows as time elapses
I press on indulgently into the sugared gasses
The romance of it influence next generations addicts
For boys discover empathy and girls affirm their status
They haughtily plod to the tracks as the sully train passes
Categories:
indulgently, addiction, angst, youth,
Form: Blank verse
Spring tantalizingly unfolds vernal, winsome
Blossoms of lilies pristine, undulating to appease
Fawning nectar-dreams adrift on wings of bees
Frolicking tranquility of rustling flowering trees
Refulgent summer, too, unpacks variegated
Revelry on rivers, oceans, flamboyant meadows
As ubiquitously nature paints blooms primrose
On hills and valleys oscillating jubilant shadows
Autumn’s brilliance courts dazzling ebullience
Of mellowed sun scintillating eventide’s ruby glow
Where gamboge leaves of fall amber winds blow
As passions of romance vie moonlit stellar show
Snowfalls titillate, unveiling vehement winter
In eyes of lovers ruminating in blessings of yore
When enticing beats of hearts indulgently implore
Aesthetic glacial memories venerated evermore
July 31, 2021
Placed 1st: Alpha lines poetry contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Placed 1st: A Brian Strand Rhyme Contest
Categories:
indulgently, nature, seasons,
Form: Rhyme
THE OTHER CHEEK
When they mocked me for my lack of height,
I let it go over my head.
The best things come in small packages,
So my mother said.
Then, when they said I was ugly,
And was looking ten years older,
I shrugged and told them that beauty was
In the eye of the beholder.
When they criticised my social skills
And said I was a geek,
I simply smiled indulgently
And turned the other cheek.
BUT, when they mocked my poetry
And said it had reached rock bottom,
Well, that was a different matter.
I took out a gun and shot ‘em
28th October 2020
Judged by a jury of your own peers contest
Sponsor - Mark Koplin
Categories:
indulgently, bullying,
Form: Verse
There was a sudden lull in the day
when all the children sat still without play.
They gathered round the barbecue
straining to get hamburger, hot dogs, one or two.
The adults spent the hours oblivious
as suddenly each child grew more mischievous.
All the adults busy drinking or cooking,
with no one really looking.
The kids soon became quite rambunctious
little pubescent vultures spurred by compunctions,
ravenous beneath the glances of their parents,
they ate indulgently on cake, ice cream, candy and cookies aberrant.
Then came the wild uncontrolled displays
of an influx of childhood uncontrolled craze
and foolishly each parent wondered why
children wantonly indulged in the magical sugar high.
Categories:
indulgently, candy, kid, sweet,
Form: Rhyme
I've never lost a friend worth keeping.
Only the ones who share their indulgently fake smiles.
They refused to reveal their true form; or was their depth the identical parallel of their surface all-the-while?
The kinks in my armor I exposed, 'twas "honor" they withheld.
Locking me in a detention center within myself a personal heaven and hell.
I purchased an expensive "hope" putting away the tattered guide on that I've carried for years while they fooled me into believing that they cared how I'd feel. Like a toothy grin-one a wolf offers an easy meal.
Nothing was real, well, except the disdain.
No matter the dance my eyes will never rain.
I can only attempt to remove the bookmark refusing to read that chapter again and renounce becoming "hatred's slave" betrayed.
Categories:
indulgently, absence, allusion, angst, appreciation,
Form: Sonnet
Within my mind
I drift,
Images, memory and recollections
Gods gift.
As a child
I was the daydreamer.
Act, thought and action
never once a schemer.
A separate world
existed in my head.
The adventure and fantasy
which I indulgently fed,
At first came wild, scary stories
where I was the hero in all my glory.
Then came poems and bit biography
unhappy yet laughing at what I could see.
In latter times
life will begin to unwind,
Nature's gift and bounty drew me in
while the world faded dark and dim.
The lines began to flow
recording everything I know.
Free verse and narrative writes
waiting for rhyming to ignite
Here lies many of the thoughts and words
revealing what I saw and heard.
A muse may speak
imparting life and what may teach
let the lessons be fluid and flow
before it ends and I must finally go.
Categories:
indulgently, words, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Tom foolery,
Sparking intense anxiety
Led by panting and arguing
And violent door slamming.
A woman leaves.
Tears, gracing her eyes
A man recedes,
Fearful anger proceeds
An annoyed man
Sets out all his plans
His tools in place
His anger, as he tries to ease.
The woman, it seems
Goes out, not as pleased
Immersing in work
And in fallacious day dreams.
She, returns in the end.
The whole journey, disconnected
She ascends
A bell sings, and the door comes loose again.
Quiet ignorance, I believe
Silent treatment, ensues
For neither of them, I see,
Are prepared to yield.
A covert argument
A disastrous feat
Still bickering and droning
So nasty, that screech
With dusk, comes an epiphany
Love, silently revealed
An apology, both necessary
And indulgently concealed
The canker, it rests
As geese and gander lay down their vests
For an uproar that will accompany
Another sad and poignant apology
by
Amanda.M.Miller
Categories:
indulgently, angst, forgiveness
Form: I do not know?
The cares of the world waft away like
the vague images of a forgotten dream
when he climbs into bed beside me.
And my comfort is found in the warmth
of a slight up-curved smile relaxing across
an unshaven face tickling me with a
hundred kisses as I squeal to his delight.
A calloused hand urges the small of
my back gently forward as I fuss in
mock protest of his boyish game.
His eyes gleam indulgently making my
heart swell with such regard I
choke back joyful tears and throw
my arms possessively around him.
With a knowing sigh he draws me in,
cradling me in his capable arms
sworn to provide and protect.
Then he buries his face in my copper-red
hair breathing its henna scent, and
holding me tight, he whispers my name,
swearing love that will never relent.
Categories:
indulgently, husband, love, me, romance,
Form: Free verse
Poetry turns from the common man,
Turns on its arrogant heel,
Stalking away toward the cloistered academe.
Nothing is duller or deader than
Poets unable to feel
Love—or compassion, or dream the lofty dream.
Thus poetry turns from you, from me,
And talks to itself, indulgently,
And nobody hears. Quite understandably.
Categories:
indulgently, art
Form: Verse
There are so many types
That I have seen –
Would you call me tired?
But then, it does make me tired....
They think they are safe
And that no one is watching.
So the quiet ones turn boisterous;
The boisterous burst into tears,
The angry smile indulgently,
And the kind metamorphosise
Into vicious animals.
I see quirks in unobjectionable characters,
And in the shady types
A quiet respectability.
But then, the variety –
The hundreds and thousands
And more, of strange faces,
Make me feel lost at times.
You might say I’m a quiet observer
Of my fellow people.
But everyday I see a face
More terrible than anyone else’s
Disillusion and fear
Revulsion and weariness
Jostle each other, and hollow eyes
Scare me, until I realise
I am looking into a mirror.
Categories:
indulgently, introspection, life, people, me,
Form: I do not know?