Mocking Mbevi
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Flaunting bliss like a golden medal
He struts about like a valiant prince,
Frowning at every sensible locution:
To mar and blemish and hurt and wince.
He knows no sense
Nor appreciates stat...
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Categories:
locution, anger,
Form: Ballad
On Devil's Night
...On Devil’s Night
There once was a devil queen on Whispering Lane
Mean and cunning her crew driven insane
For millenniums hurling malice
Content in her palace
Casting a malevolent...
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Categories:
locution, angel, anger, anxiety, evil,
Form: Limerick
Leading Light
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Written: June 22, 2024
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Lovely, two-week luster.
lasting sylvan smell,
lavender, blue, crimson, lilac, pastel
light lifts p...
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Categories:
locution, light, love,
Form: Free verse
Electric Locution
...A little low-voltage humor in monoku form depicting a fictional day at the Watt home...
The electrical engineer's wife greets him: "WIRE you INSULATE?"
Husband: WATTS it to you? Don...
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Categories:
locution, humor, husband, marriage, wife,
Form: Monoku
Remnants
...Looking back helplessly
at every foible like Epimetheus.
Born like a weed in the steamy morning,
I was an aimless crude creature spinning
flamboyant cobwebs like a confident fool.
I slathered ...
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Categories:
locution, allusion, imagery, introspection, myth,
Form: Free verse
The Lady of Labyrinth
...In light of locution
whispers
dance delicately off her lips
"Lux Vitae"
Tree of Life,
Trinity,
tribal councils conferred
the coffers, re-offers
enriched and enhanced
erectu...
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Categories:
locution, love,
Form: Romanticism
Rock Dove
...Paper is my palate, the pen my brush and sword.
Agitation, inspiration to set my thoughts to words.
My feathers stain papyrus with words for all to see,
in hopes that they'll go viral, stirrin...
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Categories:
locution, metaphor, music, poetry, symbolism,
Form: Lyric
the dance, hypnotic -
...
you stare ...
wink, and walk over to me
leaving your circle of admirers in disbelief
sullied manner, (and skin), of a Magdaline
prospect, differently indifferent
(a vestal view of Heaven...
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Categories:
locution, body, kiss, sensual, smile,
Form: Free verse
Moving Write Along
...At any rate ... or any time,
I so prefer a metered rhyme ...
If from a fool or from a sage,
It bounces briskly off the page.
Quick to grasp a mind ...
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Categories:
locution, metaphor, poems, poetry, words,
Form: Rhyme
Outlawry In the Night
...The blue moon crackingly, magnanimously rose,
As he creeped in quietly, repressed — inconspicious!
His eyes gleaming in appatency yet sorely of passion,
Calm are his actions but embedded monstrous...
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Categories:
locution, addiction, anxiety, conflict,
Form: Dramatic Verse
The Thousandth and One Face of a Hero
...Somewhere out there in the world
There was a girl, No! strike that—a woman.
He saw as a girl, but knew as a woman.
And loved her only like a man, only a real man can.
A full grown man. Pa...
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Categories:
locution, allegory, conflict, desire, love,
Form: Free verse
Tiara
...I’m going through pages by pages;
Trying to see whether you have any acquaintances
Oh, look what I found
A mystery looking pronoun
The word I’m trying to forget
Though it might be a threat
To...
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Categories:
locution, dedication, emotions, for her,
Form: I do not know?
In Defense of Poetry
...How else to tell you
of the movement of
the universe that sets my world to tilt?
Where spatial acuity and intuitive thinking fall down
and weep
at the feet of blank spaces and odd numbers beg...
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Categories:
locution, introspection, philosophy
Form: Free verse
Enchanted Words
...Restlesly laying awake in bed, There is an adventure that keeps me up,
Lost in a world far beyond reach, yet present in this reality,
Urge to go to sleep, moaning body aches as i continue to read,...
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Categories:
locution, adventure, confusion, fantasy, imagination,
Form: I do not know?
The Reverberating Sins of My Father
...Can’t remember what you look like or even the way you smell
I’ve gazed upon many who fit the description but are any of them you, who’s to
tell?
I’ve told myself I’m over it time and again
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Categories:
locution, childhood, father, life, loss,
Form: Rhyme
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