To Americans, July 4th
is Independence Day,
with; barbecues, concerts, fireworks,
picnics, parades, patriotic festivities,
(a.k.a., Freedom Day).
Despite the star-spangled banner's,
red, white and blue,
to that of the British Union Jack,
being identical in hue,
flag-waving they're compelled,
or conditioned, so to do.
The U.S. Constitution does define,
'Treason' as... the only crime
consisting of levying war
against them, and/or,
to their enemies adhering,
with comfort and aid
by all means conveyed.
To those in England,
considering, in 1776,
colonists went their own sweet way,
it's the ultimate 'Treason Day'.
And, altho' the U.S. touts
'Separation of Church and State',
yea, verily I say,
is it not hypocritically unjust
of them to print on their money,
'In God We Trust'?
Categories:
levying, conflict, england, how i
Form: Rhyme
Paint never would smile at Turpentine
And I tell you The Serpentine
Wouldn’t at The Truest Valentine
“Hither I Come!” from Far- Off Turpentine
In Paint’s eardrums, A Monstrous Frankenstein
And-trust me- to The Serpentine
The love avowals of The Dove-Like Valentine.
Anyhow, mind-blowing gifts now part of it
From even the guy overflowing wit,
Endorsing Michael Jackson’s levying of men
In his Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin of then;
For, indeed, if one can’t feed one’s baby
One shouldn’t try to have a baby…
Then, from your account graciously withdraw
For those who often close to you draw
And to him things are awfully hard,
For his woman a dollar recharge card:
Faithfully actualizing that wonderful line:
A decree that one mustn’t one’s woman sideline.
And valentine may be partly lips paintings
For men who’d see it and start fainting
Or wearing the whitest upon the wettest
And it won’t read as old martyrdom clinching fresh protest…
Also about cleaning one’s sanitation-begging house
To lovingly rid it of every mischievous mouse!
Categories:
levying, appreciation, care, celebration, celebrity,
Form: Rhyme
I'm in a dark place; there's no light or hope,
happiness is a fleeting moment in time.
I'm in pain, both physical and emotional,
there is no cure, no refuge, and no explanation;
only a daunting, depressive darkness.
I wear a practiced smile to camouflage my pain;
wrestling with my invisible demons.
Seeing others happy is paramount to torture,
for I've never been pain-free;
it's always been a part of my life,
and thoughts of suicide fester in my mind.
I've tried; God knows how hard I've tried,
but I can't deal with the pain; I just can't!
Life lost its appeal, levying a heavy toll
on my soul; death offers me relief.
Tears dribble down my face;
when I hear, "It can't be that bad."
It doesn't take courage to kill myself,
it takes courage not to.
In a flash, it could all be over;
no more pain, no more tears, no more me.
But I'm not a quitter!
And yet, no matter how strong I try to be,
this silent, invisible disease persists; it isn't in my head.
Yes! I've tried praying for a miracle!!!
I struggle with pain, mobility problems, and fatigue;
the fact is, autoimmune diseases, though rare,
are excruciatingly painful.
Categories:
levying, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
My mind's in a dark place; there's no light,
and happiness is but a fleeting moment in time.
I'm in pain, unbearable, physical, emotional pain,
there is no cure, no refuge, and no explanation,
only daunting, depressive darkness.
I wear a practiced smile to camouflage my inadequacy
in wrestling with my manic demons.
Seeing others love and be loved is paramount to torture,
for I've never felt those intimate feelings
and thoughts of suicide seduce my mind.
I've tried; God knows how hard I've tried, but I can't
stave off this deepening depression; I just can't!
Life lost its appeal levying such a heavy toll
on my soul, while death offers the peace of oblivion.
Tears dribble down the barrel of my gun,
pacing out eternity; it feels so surreal.
It doesn't take courage to pull the trigger,
it takes courage not to.
In a flash, it could all be over,
no more pain, no more tears, no more me.
I grip the gun; everlasting peace awaits
in the nothingness of death, all I need do is
s q u e e z e... that trigger!
(Free Verse)
10/2/2018
Categories:
levying, 12th grade, angst, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
Hope fuels the desire that burns
within your longing heart and soul.
And yet loneliness soon returns,
levying a heartbreaking toll.
When passion's flame gets doused by tears,
anxiety leaves you nauseous.
And as doubt manifests as fears,
lust circumvents being cautious.
Happiness morphs into teardrops
within a world where wishes die.
For the lying, just never stops,
and fledgling hearts need trust to fly.
The moth and flame begin their waltz;
though courting death, she will expire.
Enamored, she's blind to fire's faults;
for desire burns hotter than fire.
Categories:
levying, emotions, feelings, imagery, love,
Form: Quatrain
The sport of ball games is many each summer and each fall.
Within the Major leagues, and the Minors are many whines.
The events that are pitted causes Peewees to bawl.
Excuses like pines and whines, and levying of fines.
Steroidal abuse accusations prevalent are profuse!
Is pretty lady a man, is the handsome man a woman?
Like in cases of people’s races, gander chases goose.
Is the ball player true or a steroid phenomenon.
Albeit I accept the fate entering stadium gate.
Was the coupling consensual or change conventional?
Excitement permeates ball field as contentions dissipate.
I believe in ball games, rising to fame consensual.
Mickey Mantle at bat, an all time world ‘Switch hitter!
Willie Mays ’The say kid Mays’ blessed his days by his phase.
“Mighty Casey at Bat” illustrates proper glitter,
as time switches mantle phase of Mickey and Say kid Mays!
For and in Honor of Debbie Guzzi
And Contest: Play Ball
Categories:
levying, introspection, time,
Form: Quatrain