"Secrets"
Rest listens
while Solace succumbs
to the secrets Serenity whispers
in the the haunting frisson
time measures escape in
another level of existence
moving in the flow
like cool streams licking
warm skin laid bare submerged
then risen
this feeling coincides
with an emotion
in the mind
the heart opens
blooming
against all odds pouring
something deeper
in its ancient rhyme
the breeze langurous
lays the soul supine
never heeding once
beautiful derision
keenly spoken
from the thoughts
upon interloping lips
locked outside
inside
remains
open
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
Categories:
interloping, muse,
Form: Narrative
a stray has been dumped
my old dog is a snapping turtle of anger
pointedly ignoring the interloping puppy
both think they are the alpha dog
trying to get to daddy
I correct them both
by giving Daddy a long kiss on the lips
There is only one Alpha here
And she tolerates no other Alphas
Categories:
interloping, dog,
Form: Light Verse
Striving & Stretching...
for dozens and dozens of years
without quite..., without thanks;
each tree, each branch, each leaf
strains to attain, the ever Vast,
the vaulting vault of their Heavens.
Interloping bipedal lopers
crash chattering their way through
on walks and hikes; tramps trampling.
Escaping the very world they've built.
A heavy presence, without exception.
Leaving ruts, and litter,
taking token totems.
Once gone, ghosts - echoing aching presences.
The Trees are the Heavy Presence.
The weighty towers, the tumescent trunks.
The gathering green, the sipping root.
They compete with one another and
cannot compete with us-
for sounds, for space, for life.
When in the woods
do be a
Light Presence.
Categories:
interloping, art, environment, light, tree,
Form: Free verse
abstract endings pacified
pedestrian beginnings,
save yourself before
you're slap-happy,
choking on interloping bourgeois
mind-control subterfuge
under a darkly cast spell of
plebeian sugarcoated reality,
waxing tween whitewashed rainbow
hues and unicorn attitudes,
beyond uncompromising comeuppances
from behind unglued glossed over walls'
congealed mid exoneration's excuses
Categories:
interloping, allegory, dark, hyperbole, perspective,
Form: Free verse
I found myself in this utopia
Enclosed in this width and space
Why I got here is beneath me
The purpose of my being is illusory
The way I will be exiting
I do not know
Like an interloper
I have dwelt in this *exist-tense*
The excruciating pains that she gives
Is without limit and boundaries
This existence has seemed like a curse
The toils and struggles
Seems to blow out of proportion
The more I dwell in this emptiness
The closer I get to my demise
Like an interloper
I have been subjected
To all that has been thrown at me
one thing is for certain
I will exit this state one day
Like a thief at night
A mighty king will breeze in
And take me out of this *exist-tense*
Flying me to my real home
That is devoid of this *interloping*
That for now I am condemned to
*exist-tense* a coinage from existence
*interloping* a coinage to heighten my pains.
Categories:
interloping, depression, desire, earth, emotions,
Form: Pastoral
Another day envelopes me inside,
Constantly obliterating without usual
Characteristics. A sound emits from
Inside her only heart. Underneath killing
Adverse love, entering positive interloping,
Fabulous order realistically unnerving treachery.
A lovely entropy placed interlude garaged
Onto fixed useless transparency. Aggravated
Monday evolves before interspersed friendly
Orifices. Walking under the aspiration that everyone
Must include several outlying points universally. Peaceful
And dynamic environment portrays interesting
Love, obviously coming unilaterally surviving. Asking
For evolution’s brightest inspection, corrupting
Only people’s useless framework. A nice encircling
Bird inspects the ocean for useful food.
Advice given enlightenment produced inviting
Worldly order. No unleashing time around the evil
Level, interestingly must obliterate the unlucky.
Russell Sivey
Entered into David Williams' "Vow / Con or Opposites Attract" contest
3/9/2012
Categories:
interloping, imagination, life,
Form: Free verse
It brought me to my senses,
The wild contempt of lavender
Tiptoeing safely to each nostril -
As the gangly zephyrs took heed,
In brief wrangles a moments peak,
Telling me, what month it was.
A place where thoughts may tell,
What traces blind could never hide
No hemlock sensed, but nostrils did!
Is shown as May, as the eyes can see.
Hold twists of fate O’er coastal cliffs,
Toast the view as a aperitif would do.
While mushrooms gloat in spores
The tastes of rustic, fathom cloisters,
To religious orders in heaven’s scent
Sprawl in clasp, an easy task you ask,
What is it that you see?-
Billowed, over a region in asters high
Prompts each tree t’wards the sky.
Where godly suave, the hone of purpose
Deliberates more in transient mood,
Producing concoctions, as ethics haste
The swollen glands my eyes would tell;
Interloping hand in hand on pixie trails
Relishing childhood with mile a minute,
Overtaking sessions to embalm the musk,
Where bark had fallen, crumpled -
Softly shod, as May, as the eyes can see.
Categories:
interloping, adventure, nature, visionary,
Form: Free verse