It’s easy to act like what we see is fiction,
the S.O.S of breaking headlines won’t quit.
That burden of knowledge with no answer,
we’re desperate to unravel the incognito.
The S.O.S of breaking headlines won’t quit
no way to sort through its bloated jargon.
Hard facts shouldn’t need interpretation.
That burden of knowledge with no answer
welcome to where news is whitewashed.
One bait word and everyone’s seeing red.
We’re desperate to unravel the incognito,
illuminate a path of violet violent veritas
bent on reevaluating all that was before.
Alphabet Soup
Everywhere I look, I see acronyms…
A language all of its own for each category.
A shorthand of sorts.
Outsiders confused and aggravated.
They requested clarification.
Only to be answered with jargon shorthand.
Sherry Emma-Pederson Barton
April 13, 2024
When breath is gone
The body is broken
When trust is gone
The relationship is broken.
The one who cheat cries
The one who have been cheated
Also cries, the difference
Only takes after two days.
The less the expectation
The more to life is beautiful
The best you give to work
The greater is the reward.
Should we forget about freedoms.?? And accept some
Pre-doms? Like a pre-bunking' so childlike and clunking.'
Breaking structure much nomen-less clutter..' A nonsense of
Pre-sense..' showing credentials quite useless.' Artificial
Utopia advertizing a visionary myopia.' Its peonies and
Pretzels to supplement 'word salad' utensils.?? With Kids flying
Killer drones..' we must emerge from this twilight zone.!
I possess the fiery breath of a dragon
not to be wasted on superfluous jargon.
Some say, “he took a life,”
or many lives,
some say it that way
and do not call it what it is.
Where would we take that life anyway,
and it we took it away
what would we do with it?
Imagine having to keep
the ‘taken'’ somewhere
killing would be such a waste
of a soldiers duty and training.
Every home would be a prison camp,
and not just for those taken,
but for those who took.
If it smells good and tastes good, I will be munching
Eating is not about caloric number crunching
My taste bud is the judge and not the dietitian
Water, oil and heat there is no complication
Vegans have turned me into a carnivore
Better run, can’t you hear the canine roar
I dig deep into my fried chicken and t-bone steaks
I make a nutritionist salivate and dieting fake
Sorry dietitian I am lost in your jargon
The directions I look for, is how to get the tin open
The ingredients just look like a periodic table
I am used to recipes and not a chemical symbol
I keep simple it, greens for thin
I make the oil ripple, meat for fit
I can't lose touch with the starch
Some extra protein wont make me a glutton
A one-legged lad from Maverick
Spent years rehearsing his rhetoric
This aesthetic athletic
Proved profoundly poetic
His lyrical soup wins plethoric
Slang and jargon make my day!
I seek your kindness please stay away!
Made my poetry dim and pale
Can I ask from where you hail?
You are snooty I know that
Pick on my poems with a baseball bat
Don't be a bully I cadge you
Fix my poems with poetic glue
Spare my poems let them be
I promise you will never see me
The cool.The night air.The mist.A breeze.The light.The stars.A kiss.A walk.
A stroll.A hint.A scent.A wish.A smile.A stare.A glance.A rain drop. A cloud.
A shower.A sunset.The dawn.A book.A song.A candle's glow.A fireplace.
A wall.A room.A pale color scheme.A bubble.A faucet drip. A cigar. The count
down.A wish A kiss.A pat on the back. A squat.A spot.A release.A drink.
Some gin.Some wine.A pomagranate.Some rum.Champagne.Love in vain.
A toast.The utmost.Imagination.Spooked Alone.The dark.A dim light. A
skeleton.A closet. Love tucked away.A rendezvous.A refuse.A sweet retreat.
A thick parfume.A message.Tlc.A lay. A midnight.Candlelight rendezvous.
TWO.US TWO.ME AND YOU.A smut game.A winner.A victor.A love that's
tame.The same.Opposites.Night into day.Window shopping.Indecision.
Beneath the moon.Sleep until noon.On the kitchen floor.By the fire place.
A blouse.A shirt.Some pants.A skirt.Silk.Satin.Linen.Lace.Fur.Leather.
Sweater.Suede.The daylight.Dawn.Daybreak.Sunday morn.Holywater.
Crispy bacon.China.Silver.Coffee.Tea.Sugar.Honey.Love's sweet treats.
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