They're smiling leniently don’t be silly
You can’t be apolitical these days
I’m smiling back I don’t trust them initially,
It doesn’t fall under a criminal offence
I’m fascinated by the incongruous lines
Just look at those familiar shapes, distorted
The early cubist paintings make them shine
Not blindingly, but just how you would want it
Ambiguous light of green and brown hues
Strict and fastidious lines, this is my politics
No one’s deprived, humiliated or abused
You’re in your favorite chair watching pics
It’s a spiritual job, not quite a passive leisure
Those pictures move in time can’t stay the same
They grow on you without any measure
Until your mind will get the best of frame
You hang out in the school of old escapers
The shooters cannot see us with their drone
Tomorrows ash deploy yesterdays papers
Don’t ask of yesterdays old girls – all gone.
Categories:
leniently, color, endurance, mystery, political,
Form: Rhyme
There are no paths to happiness,
However, backpack on the back,
Eyes fixed on chance,
And the boots on the road,
Discover them
stoically, leniently...
strive, start again until exhaustion
it is worthwhile ...!
PS reading THE poem ISOLAMENTO
created by POET friend MUTAVEL GAMBIARREIRO
Categories:
leniently, adventure, allegory, allusion, dream,
Form: Free verse
I humbly beg of thee, o death, come speedily!
I'm feeble with everyone, so let's rumble leniently.
Whatever you handle, start coming down, O destiny.
And to alleviate the acute pain in my wounded body.
My heart is brimming with fissures and eternal misery.
Wipe away his sorrow and mend the apparent incongruity.
It is not cowardice, blaming, or valiantly attempting to flee.
But the sore heart refuses to acknowledge humility tacitly.
Or you could allow me to dwell in such a wolf obscenely.
It is foolish to occupy the ideal life of a timid lamb belly.
Categories:
leniently, analogy, angst, anxiety, bereavement,
Form: Monorhyme
Must thank the censors here on the Soup
Been pushing the envelope lately
Writing some naughties about bums and farts
Allowing me to bend the rules slightly
Letting you know I appreciate your leniently
Like turning a blind eye so to speak
But I have an affinity for off colour stuff
Can leave me trembling and weak
Must take a break in the middle of my writing
To douse my head in cold water
Temperature can reach one hundred and twenty
That's when I'm glad for my walker
So I'm gonna try hard not to be naughty
For me that's really quite difficult
No more bad words like pee, poop and farts
In the future with you I'll consult
© Jack Ellison 2013
Categories:
leniently, humorous,
Form: Quatrain