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CADENCE just my opinion X

CADENCE intonation inflected euphniously

DECLARATIVE UNIT newman zip

The
metaphysical
of
human scale
   counts

spectral closeness
  centirely
of colour
 flanking form
in
extreme
   asymmetry
lateral
    inflections

continuity
 presence
of verticals
with
unshakable
&unfastened
by
zips
 of
speed &energy
in
areas
&planes
subtly inflected
   monochromatic
 partitions
textured
& with
irregular effect
in
visual tension

 of
  contrasting colors

Seen Seething

Nostrils flared every so slightly
Jaw tightened, strangling a smile, 
Teeth clenched were locked in traffic jam, seized up
Eyes narrowed to piercing dagger points leering with malice
On the face and brow, the wrinkles erupted tight, highlighted
Complexion inflected flushed ruddy ruby red with rage
Breaths were short, sharp, shallow and puffy.
Clearly this was a seen-seething opening scene.
Despite attempts to stall and hide the curtain roll, 
behind the grimace of lips vice-gripped,
and teeth clenched into a feeble, forced and fake smile,
was the seething scene that didn't fool anyone in the room!

Tranquillity

TRANQUILLITY

a sight line
touches
 surfaces
     patterning
  animated austere
images
      an inherent
theme
drama
sleepy in nature
manmade
yet
where
   pictorial
  verticals interrupt
&
empty
in a
 slow disposition
inflected

&evokes a silent
dreamlike
state
bereft
    of humankind
meticulously
explored
by
the resolute

THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived

Pleating the Coms

Finch trembles in a golden spray
Grading the ant
Oh door less oak squeals
Never platitudes
suit you like a T
Cradles inflected tease and ones
King of the row boat
The S so lowly
Infectious scars legally
mellow in my marshes
Sea is loud
As the sun arose

Truth Inflected

The question you didn’t have to ask...
   the only answer you need

(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)

Perhaps

An endless emptiness lays before me
Shadows drift on my horizon's line
What could have been is now my life's debris
In a realm of if,  by the world's design
When we danced our last in rays from moonlight
The time used was to fulfill love's sorrow
Days were so fleeting like dreams from the night
They lingered in the heart of tomorrow
I question the mind of what could have been
And chase warm shadows from a sunset lost
I'll pluck the deep wound from my heart's peeled skin
And judge the pain inflected by its cost
Time spins and our passion could not forsee
Perhaps on day, we'll find a way to be


contest If only, maybe
8/2/20

Reserata Carcerem Xvii

time is not a spell - porous plague:
bounty bewitchment squinching crest,
la-de-da odds fostering surge,
drooling dirge heaving lanky lurch

time ain't perforated portion
ascribed by nocturnal nature:
hankering hectares feigning fields,
swaying swigs, fused figs, sumptuous spree

time outsmarts a tool - meagre mist:
gaunt fashion, gullible mimick,
fleshened forensics, torn tactics
inflected blitzkrieg, damp disc'pline

taunted time is an oxygen
breathe through it or wane without it.
       '20:06:10:15:57

Note: of taunted time.

Voices On Repeat

Symbols of structured prose,
an instant insight when read
aloud.The prose of poetry purposed,
to experience,once and forever
then filed in the mind’s eye&ear.
When triggered,to be recalled
and repeated over again& again.
A living voice intoned and inflected
echoing as an everlasting ripple
acroos momentary eternity,indelibly
sketched,a recorded act,  of life

Hoggish Hypnotism

Hideous hank hoisted
smoothened scrunched sculpted 
tactic turn twisting 
scared surges skipping 
smithereens into span
contracted turbulent trance

vile vibed passion
inflected per punctures 
birthed by seizures

damped draws drooping 
growling gaunt gaiety 
lanky lust lurching 

ensconced eyes envisaged
weary lids wakes. 
      19:11:13:13:20

My Muse

Category : Obsession

I beg for a haven prison please let open your gates
freed of enraptured weak thoughts now still your love dominates

My rivals for your love shall all be all rejected 
thoughts love turning their vintage wine a sour inflected

Smashing statues broken mirrors just convexities
captive my loves wounds just absorbing concavities

The hunt is over and I hear the call to prayer
lover a man contented now no more solitaire

In Depend Ends

On the eve of the new call, 
wits mated with passion, 
zeal donated by conception, 
hypersensitive pulls attracted all,
contracts into a horrendous span
as independence made for the span. 

But after those, 
the cry was severed by greed
seasoned by ills inflected by politics, 
as all patriots the new trend follow. 
By and by: a swap
as the intended assumed claptrap. 

The 1960 independence, 
in depend ends. 
       19:10:01:15:16

Melody

It started on D - flat, 
succulent & succinct 
soft & rhythmic
loaning hearts pats. 
the wail of the piano
caressing the voices' glissando

riffs tampered with the tune, 
notes trailing tracks of crest, 
demisemiquaver pruned
by the demigod crochet:
parts of belts

accompanying baritone, 
baroque & tormenting bass
nursing decrescendo, 
an atlas

And then clef, 
embellishing the melody, 
encore spill the best, 
swift fortemente

Hearts lured, 
esophagus of the musician
shifting. Pure
steps moving in pleasure, 
as the lyrics complimented
the melody

A coda:
a flat accompaniment
severed the passion
as the keys & notes did melt

tumult in rhythm, 
sundry languages inflected
the lyrics. 

like concerto grosso
of courante on 
bagpipes, accordion, 
harps, obeos & paino. 

now we're stuck
in the maze of this music, 
no virtuoso could make meaning of
the tune, lyrics or melody

but we're moving our bodies, 
till those that gets weary
goes to hear death's string. 
     19:09:22:18:47

Listen

My self inflected sorrow
Begins the countdown to tomorrow
Sorting through the maze of yesterday
Moments last forever
They torture at their pleasure
Making sure my heart has hell to pay

The clock cuts like a dull knife
As it ushers in the midnight
Breaking through the silence of the wall
I have just one obsession
'To offer my confession
The fact that no one's here is all my fault

I need someone to listen me to sleep
As I talk about the promises..... I didn't keep
One who'd love me.. if I'd let her
But she couldn't make it better
I need someone to listen....me to sleep

Someone who'd dare to listen....me to sleep

Colab With Carol M.
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Sanctified Nun

How careful was I when I plod my path,
The incident that brought me unto his eyes
For wrong hand has she falling for
Among the many that eyes have seen 
Not one whose flames my heart like his
And long upon these terms, I held my pace
Till thus he began to beset me
For feasts of love I have been called upon
And be not of my holy vows afraid
That to ye I sworn, to none was ever said
For I say, this man is untrue
And saw how deceits were gilded in his smiles
Knew vows were ever brokers of defiling
   Oh curse is the heart of the adulterous
   How mighty then you are
   Oh hear me tell
The broken bosoms that to me belong
Have emptied all their fountain in my well
Now all these hearts that mine depend
Feeling it breaks, with bleeding I groan in pain
   O that inflected moisture of his eye  
   O that false fire which in his eye shine
   O that false sad breathe his spongy lungs holds
Would yet again betray the sanctified nun.

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