What if man’s made to run a race with deer,
Or with Chita a sprint he were to face,
That, man’s no match appears mighty clear,
Beasts would beat with half of their highest pace.
Take any seal, a whale, or a dolphin,
And let an Olympic swimmer compete,
E’en one with gold medal can’t hope to win,
What ants can lift, none ever can defeat,
A tiny frog can beat them in long jump,
And ducks can dive deeper for longer time,
Even insects boast of an ace of trump,
And yet, man preens up with a plume so prime.
The best of beasts whilst least bother to boast,
Men wish, they all raise him a rightful toast.
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Sonnet |20.08.2024| men, games, fantasy
Poet’s note: Suppose an Olympic is held between human and animal world, say an Animalympic. In most events animal world would beat humans hollow. Man may be at the crest in evolution insofar as intelligence is concerned. One doubts if he has wisdom enough to best use his abilities.
Categories:
insofar, fantasy, games, men,
Form: Sonnet
A smile painted on, hair removed from my chin.
Another day of pretence about to begin.
False interest in the latest fashions and trends.
Fabrication of engagement to allow ends to meet ends.
Each contrived interaction wished quickly away.
Although nobody realises, as I act through my day.
Conversations conducted with unwitting stealth.
Insofar as I struggle to distinguish 'me' from myself.
An identity distorted a strain on my morals.
Struggling to navigate life's insignificant quarrels.
Dismissive remarks, I've had a day and a life full.
As insults fire from your tongue like a bolt-action rifle.
Diffused with humour and previously learned guidance.
The gap between who I was and who I am significantly widens.
The question 'who am I?' continues to stop and then start.
It can only be answered with 'what stories am I a part?'.
Like a chameleon meandering, transient through the day.
Depending on the act, and the part that I play.
Categories:
insofar, anxiety, emotions, growth, health,
Form: Rhyme
The Portage
There is this distance between the lakes,
Through which the waters race.
Such is the land elevation difference,
Too treacherous for a canoeist to paddle,
And so must traverse by foot.
The higher perched lake continuously flows,
And the lower one never empties.
In response to nature’s chance,
The lakes maintain their levels.
Insofar as the climate will change,
The river’s course remains the same:
To reach the ocean and repeat the cycle
Of evaporation and precipitation.
Categories:
insofar, journey, nature, river,
Form: Verse
In that we are all a vassal to age
no sceptre or mitre can set us free,
and no fealty can old time assuage
or rail against its synchronicity.
For ever decreasing circles besot
the cognisance of what and who we are,
yet I am not fogged to what time begot
but wise to your end and your exemplar -
of all our earthly labours and pleasure,
and all that was ventured and lost or won
for insofar love is the true measure
I shall be its keeper when you are gone.
Alas, no mortal thing this world outlast
yet still the risen sun your shadow cast.
Written: November 2010
Categories:
insofar, age, life,
Form: Sonnet
Words Help Heal, Or Hurt
Written: by Miracle Man
3/4/2020
Communication is a two way street,
it requires both talking and listening.
Meshing the two can sometimes be a feat,
when one party insists on whispering.
Some tickle my ears saying things untrue,
uttering words, they think, I’d like to hear.
Communicating words I misconstrue,
uttered words linger, they don't disappear.
“Many people today don’t want honest answers
insofar as honest means unpleasant or disturbing.
They want a soft answer that turneth away anxiety.”
Louis Kronenberger
Categories:
insofar, words,
Form: Lyric
Perennial, happiness stream flows,
Stagnant seem puddles of sorrows,
In river as are rocks
Stuck at midstream what mocks,
We know what sinks, what farther goes.
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Reflections | 02.11.2005 |
Poet's note: This may be called a limerick insofar as its construction goes, but not in mood.
Categories:
insofar, happiness,
Form: Limerick
Takes it a powerful, almighty congerie of the
Most toilsome and rigorous lucubration,
To write these, my poems...my poetries.
Or, insofar as declaring, do I
Attempt thus to prevaricate?
Is my literary legerdemain
And poetic prestidigitation and prognostication such that it
Requires little duty, less laboriousness, and a
Far lesser sort of toilsomeness to compose this,
My poetry?
This be the forty-fourth poetic work by my hand enwritten
In this hebdomadal period-
This week, in short.
Yes, in something lesser than a hebdomadal span, even
Did I complete, thus far,
This three-notebooked writing.
Quotidian was this writing and diurnal,
And hodiernally I can write little of the quondam poems:
Written in such a fervorous, blazing, blurring manner,
That I scarce am sure I canst rightly recall the composition of a solitary one.
Categories:
insofar, angst, anxiety, art, august,
Form: I do not know?
People say we
seem compatible mates,
that’s moronic !...
she HATES DOGS !!
which
is pretty ironic
being she’s such a
constant bitcher,
and that label,
that descriptor,
insofar as it is able,
shows how a
lack of compatibility,
however hard it might be,
is fair for her.
Au contraire
the canine,
whose character
I would define
and describe
as being
“Loyalty personified”
I prefer.
You see,
DOGS CARE,
life enriching
presences.
So I won’t be
hitching up with her.
She thinks that
stroking her back
and doggystyle
I find delightful,
but that’s
so uninsightful.
She’ll be
catatonic
knowing that
real love for me is
dog platonic
Categories:
insofar, anger, best friend, discrimination,
Form: Rhyme
Being and becoming are creations
Of indispensable creative imaginations
No being is, yet as it is perceived
Needing to be seen to be retrieved
Infinite as nothing, fixed as numbers
Eternal insofar as one remembers
Categories:
insofar, spiritual,
Form: Verse
Wherefrom poetry shades recall,
and the other side of yesterday
is but a dreamt hallucination,
can't see the foliage from trees'
darkly forested boundaries,
insofar as frivolous moonbeams
agitate sun's glorified imagism
'midst hues of baubled madness
& vaporous sentiments are replete
within day-trippers' remote motives,
shadowing delusional chicanery
of rosé-tinted Jedi mind tricks
Categories:
insofar, allegory, allusion, dream, memory,
Form: Imagism
With its bite or baud or bit
It takes thick my stomach strict
When the mouse is there clicked
Then my brain is hard constrict
And my thoughts are in conflict
With my hair rough or slicked
I feel as a lousy kicked
By a mangy cat then licked
And my will completely nicked
Was by case so subtly tricked
That I am like a drug addict
Even though I am afflict
As deserving to be convict
In a way I can’t depict
Neither I can rapidly evict
Nor I want it be hand-picked
Insofar I can predict
That no penalty is inflicted
To this slapstic informa-tìc!
Categories:
insofar, assonance, drug,
Form: Rhyme
Let me tell you straight-up that I been in too many relationships where the sex was
not about fulfillment, therefore, I do not want to deal with the stressors.
You see I need a certain man to take me as I am even when I am in my mood swings.
The frustrated points, the agony in wanting, and the denial of desires unfulfilled is
nothing more than incompatibility.
I do not like being under pressure.
My mind, my body, my soul are not interweaved.
These are three different aspects my man must perceive to conceive.
I do not need a war zone in that this occurs when you lie about who you are.
A domestic violator from herein is palpable.
You see I want to be a whole person.
Do not meddle my mind.
Do not deny my body the enjoyment it desires.
Do not play in that we are of the same vibes.
I just want a lover that realizes that I am his to cultivate.
He is there to soul mate.
Insofar as we may part eventually, he will be forever a part of me.
Please understand.
I merely intend for love and happiness to win.
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Penned February 25, 2015!
Categories:
insofar, desire, future, how i
Form: Dramatic Verse
SWILL
The sadness epoch has never exist.
Life is just full of inadequacies.
I know that many may disagree.
Insofar as humanity is perilous and iniquity, we must never lose ourselves within these means.
I want to cry but I do not have the strength.
My eyes are dry and my mind lives.
A man can peak a mountain with ease.
He can venture into the unknown without asking for help to proceed.
Therein, he may find knowledge of long ago.
If not, he will become thirsty with the need to know.
He may want to cry but his tear ducts have closed.
He is out of water and his life is exposed.
The rain poured and the well was dry.
The drought has been on since summertime.
Today the country rejoice.
Once they were out of water, but now each life has been replenished.
We are the people that must feel.
We were created by a real God; therefore, we are given the will to live.
Wash
Drench
Drink!
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Penned February 15, 2015!
Categories:
insofar, birth, courage, culture, faith,
Form: Rhyme
Love is the celebration of life.
A wonderful endeavor may not even work out.
In that your heart is filled with excitement.
Therein, your mind is totally involved.
Therefore, all you think of is how fulfilled you are.
Love is a journey stepping beyond.
It is to become mind-set and inhibitions are none.
For those reasons, your expressions are true.
As a result, you feelings show for sure.
Thus, your thoughts are pure.
Love ambience is Valentine’s Day.
Memories are created and wedding vows are made.
Insofar as I am in a daze, he dazzles me with his embraces.
The gifts he gives are of paradise.
I am so complete and my passion is afire.
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Penned February 07, 2015!
Categories:
insofar, valentines day,
Form: Rhyme
W as it just yesterday when
I found a vestibule
R ight next to my goals
E lse something is wrong, which brings
D elineation of a moral code!
I would set the world afire with political desire to achieve and to aspire.
I am going to be a political activist on women rights.
I have step-to-the-cause to claim ownership of my rights.
I am a political powerhouse not to deny.
I have Thunderclap and no response transgress.
Now the world I am within is in a doctrinal arrest.
Transmutation has taken place to transpire social injustice.
Transformation becomes work ethics.
The solidification of a soul is a sensation inner cored
Underlying posture of strength positioned to win.
Bearing the cargoes of a ship those encumbrances of conspiracy,
Insofar, I am the scent of my soul.
Therefore, I am a cannon passing through time not afraid to live for what is right.
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Penned on October 12, 2014 @ 12:11 AM EST!
Categories:
insofar, america, courage, encouraging, how
Form: Dramatic Verse
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