Upon my intransigence, I seek solitudes,
sovereign of their state…
Pertaining to my pensive pertinacity,
rigidity reigns supreme…
Idol inflexibilities sustain my endurance,
thus my punitive perseverance ponders still…
For love be the catalyst that displaces my fortitude,
my firmness, my patience, my stamina staggers…
My valorous veins victimized with a wounded will,
I lay to rot a mortified morsel a malignant mammoth...
But yet I hold ground, entombed by the presence of love,
harpooned through the heart,
enslaved by its tentacles of tenacious tyranny…
For I am a man of vigorous valor,
violated by the view of Venus.
July.13.2019
Intransigence Poetry
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Placed 1'st...Thank You
Categories:
inflexibilities, conflict, love, relationship,
Form: Free verse
Doth if not thrill thee, Poet,
Dead and dust through thy art,
To feel how I press thy singing
Close to my heart?
You tell of a forlorn maiden
So much out of time,
Diminish stance, witless mind
Reft, with thy Rhyme.
Alas, it is so simple to dictate
With prerogative quill of pose,
Upon life’s inflexibilities
Cast upon a wretched ‘Old Rose’
© Harry J Horsman 2011
Categories:
inflexibilities, angst,
Form: Rhyme