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Poetry IS.
A personal thing you can relate to.
A common thread weaved into-
Life's fabric by the Master Craftsman.
An endproduct and tool for enjoyment
and understanding-building.
If you see a McCaw steal a Pirates
last lemon that's justice poetry!
If you ever see someone (else) unable to shake
their head of a tune (well that's just funny)!
Just as long as you don't also pass to them
a virus of yawn or hiccup too!
Needing yet another poetic pawn
of reset to spawn,
too-well, that wouldn't be cool!
That would be hilarious and wrong?
{Even more about this below}
((A temporary chastisement stealing
your atmosphere, like a frozen moodring.
A spell that creates a black cloud, intimately near,
that you just have to sail through.
Basking in it's rain and wind sheer.
Till you are cleansed of the melody malady's
sticky honey dew of snare.))
{Even more below} Sigh
(((Till some other air takes it's place under sail-
like electric eel current, (all clear)
leech of seasnail- transfusement-lunacy-loom.
But enough about points, needlings stuck
in a Godsmack groove.
Fangs siring innoculation, black tides undermoon
giving instant Karma lessons, taking you
to imagination fascination
School.)))
Poetry is a paradigm in parody
In transfiguration transcribing-semblence,
fro and TO beauty, irony and clarity
OF knowledge and recapturing-meaning
and it's relevance to BOOT.
Poetry IS Innocence imbibing Evanescence-
meaning in deed there IS also poetry in you.
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Eons ahead it seems to stretch
All promising, your life ahead of you
All clear and uncertain the future seems
A ping of excitement explodes in you
Whenever that gracefulness floats by
But no, you tell yourself
Then there it is again
The dawn of realization bites with a sting
You’re all caught up, you’re trapped
Oh God, ’’you say’’…..this is wonderful
Beauty, beautiful, blissful, passionate!
You yearn for it, the craving
Up and up it shoots in magnitude
She is the one you know it
Complete is that feeling
Apart of you she is, she has to be
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
Your heart goes
The angel floats by again
That must be it, you finally understand
You’re in love, in love with a goddess
Original composition by AARON.O
It's 4:30am and I can't sleep,
the sheep leap and lay in a heap,
told me they're tired and got shut eye,
even my own mind has shunned I,
lets just freestyle this rhyme and see where it goes,
it beats laying in the dark watching that ghost,
across the room that never comes close,
my mind protects itself from some images,
probably awake cus my dreams have edges,
nothing on the tele but Teleshopping,
trying to sell pots pans and mops but I'm channel hopping,
maybe I should count that instead of sheep to drop off,
it's dark and rainy outside and there's strange noises up in the loft,
I don't really care though as long as they stay there,
if it's burglars it's funny cus they'll hide til all clear here,
and what weirdo would brake into and burgle the attic first,
a junkie on crack thinking he's superman singing Fred Durst,
Limp Bizkit I want a biscuit in a whiskey,
I'm tired now I've bored myself, I expect I'll sleep in a minute,
this poems over matey, find something else.
Get up and at ‘em be strong,
feeling I am reborn,
coming back and full on
like an atom bomb!
Expose their corruption
my life saw disruption
I’m putting right the wrong
from where I left off,
unsighted and lost,
but I’ve worked it now,
connect the dots,
going berserk (bloaw).
All I needed was understanding,
couldn’t tell, look potty and shot,
standing strong now, shouting all I’ve got.
Giving it back to cowards
for slander attack, you aint empowered,
and this ain’t back handers or slapped faces,
it’s baseball bats and collapsed in places,
metaphor, you fool,
I use words to tell all.
Remember me?
Obsessed with bringing me down,
made an enemy,
left me beaten on the ground,
it wasn’t the end of me,
by you my friend I’ll never be!!
You changed me and strained me,
left me mentally exhausted and drained,
controlling my reputation, like trolls,
shrinking opinions,
Satan spawn minions.
Strolling through life in the free,
silently proud of what you did to me,
living fearless, all clear,
wetting your pants when I reappear,
and I’ve no fear,
alive so all can hear,
survived to get here!!
I’ve so many angles to ring bells,
shake up made up minds in that hotel,
you contaminated them then, now they don’t care,
until one thought they have seems spare,
so they think back to yesteryear,
and suddenly link up as question marks appear,
as lost logic starts to become clear.
What I say will line up, ring alarms,
dislodge your corrupt,
I’m not out for physical harm or have you in a line up.
Telling my story, it’s written,
it’s just this,
come back biting poetic justice,
think I fight just fists,
I've wit and you're just twits.
Now I understand, I drop it move adjust flourish,
understand why I was discouraged,
putting truth on a perch, it ain’t perjury,
my story you got me personally.
and others won’t see the truth if they choose not,
but it’s there in view and now won’t move or be forgot,
so if people refuse they do as they do,
in time they may question clues and ask questions of you.
I’m done with it now anyway,
spoke and exposed,
my link to all this now disposed.
All I needed was to understand, now I do,
I’m a rose re-rose and roses grow,
with thorns that warn,
I’m done now, letting go.
And I’m feeling good too,
I’m living life, and I’m not you.
sitting in front of the toilet throwing up
everything is spinning
everything is throbbing
when i get up, i feel like my body has bricks instead of bones
i go to lay down, but the pain, the nausea, and the dizziness has me all messed up
i begin to convulse again
i then jump up and zoom back to the bathroom
i made it just in time
this time the contents are all clear
this too is not good
i buckle down and drive to the emergency room
i find out that i have some type of contagious stomach bug
it all has me wanting to swallow a flyswatter
instead i head home and follow the doctor's orders
it is a good thing that i am off for the next three days
my bed is gonna be my bestest friend
my phone will be resting right along with me
all curtains will be closed
all knocks on my door will be intentionally ignored
i am determined to get my rest to wellness
In a looking glass world
We’d talk over tea
On theories about theories
As if we could see
What the basic ground
Of those theories actually means
And what we would do then
If we weren’t all just teens.
We’d talk, talk and talk
With nothing to show
As if talk made it something
You could actually know,
But of course we all failed
And just couldn’t see
that doing not thinking
Is what makes you free.
In the morning we try
Something new in the light
Reading the tea leaves we’d left
There in the darkness of night
All exhausted by theories
Reduced by Moon to a howl
Thinking things would be better
If we just threw in the towel.
Figuring it’s something Alice
Might do, when she was just small
Or maybe quite large,
And so taller than tall
At least something Caterpillar
Would say was worth doing
Certainly better than arguing
Or sitting there stewing.
So then all clear headed
We head out and about
To grok a day full of things
Without question or doubt
Until with night fall at last
It begins once again
All those words about thoughts
Of who, what, where and when.
Oh, such is the life
Of delusional youth
Confusing questions and answers
With actual truth
Not knowing that one day
All spinning tops come to rest
A simple entropic fact
That stops even the best.
And when it all stops
Then what do you do
Who are you then
When your theories are through?
Well, whatever it is
It’ll certainly be that
You might even become
A Cat in the Hat.
(9/19/26)
~ Best From Heart ~
( The Blitz Poem )
~0~
Just spreading Love Hope Joy Peace
Just hoping for the best
Best to happen
Best everyday
Everyday night and day
Everyday all the time
Time and time again
Time all around
Around comes and goes
Around up and down
Down play it all time
Down there you go
Go and don't waste time
Go and don't look back
Back you're again
Back you've come
Come and show me how
Come and lets talk
Talk once more
Talk and make it right
Right about us
Right as it should be
Be all between us
Be once and for all
All that is what I want
All that is what I need
Need that n' more
Need is all this
This can't be bad
This sounds so good
Good is to do it
Good is to see
See it all clear
See you at last now
Now at last
Now I can see you
You make me glad
You make me wait
Wait a long time
Wait n' much more
More I love you
More of your love I want
Want you night and day
Want you I shout
Shout your dear name
Shout it with all my heart
Heart and mind
Heart and soul
Soul
Mind
~0~
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2019
November.05.2019
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~Author's Notes:
The ' Blitz Poem ' is a poetry form or style created by Robert Keim.
Lost in the Green Maze
[Verse 1]
Lost in the woods, where shadows creep,
Whispers of secrets that only the trees keep,
Woody surroundings haunting my mind,
In this green maze, what will I find?
Pay off a lien, let all clear, lost in the forest, I miss you my dear.
[Chorus]
Scream out loud, let the silence break,
Stings of the past, every move I make,
Lost in the vibes, where time stands still,
Nature’s embrace, bending to will.
[Verse 2]
Supreme visions dance in the air,
Beneath the leaves, there’s a weight to bear,
Fiend for adventure, cannot hit rewind,
Chasing the echoes, future aligned.
See the Dean, but where’s the end?
Lost again, the need for an outstretched hand.
[Outro]
Finding my path, let the journey speak,
In this greenish realm, my soul’s unique.
THE GOLDEN HEART I LOST
A Heart that loves
A heart that forgives
A heart that cares
A Heart that is tender
A heart that shares
A heart that never forgets
A heart that never abandons
Your tears is more precious than gold
And your sobbing can melt a million glass crystals
Waste none of them
You know your smile lights up the world at once , far beyond what the sun can do
Your kiss doesn't just open my heart, it can unlock the gate of brass
You dwell in my heart forever
No matter the distance
No matter the land
No matter the ocean separating us
You belong to me
You belong in my heart
And you're alwaz alive in me
When you made love to me, I felt a greater rumbles than that of the oceans.
You are a goddess that lives beyond the dreams
A fairy tale that lasts beyond ages
You're such a creature moulded from the finest of dust and and blessed with most loving heart among humanity
I never knew that on time
Wish we could pull back the hands of time
May be I can wipe off the clouds and make all clear
May be I can wipe off the slate and rewrite my lines
Just may be ....and may be
( FM CONCEPTUAL)
Big Ben strikes ten, depart Kings Cross.
Squeal of tight wheel, where lines criss-cross.
Clickety-clack. Clickety clack.
Now heading north-bound on fast track.
Leave city sprawl in grey and grime
for now we're on East Coast mainline
in rural space, expanse of green,
where all around, countryside scene.
My window view is flashing by,
too fast for focus of my eye.
Field after field, farming landscape.
Golden barley, bright yellow rape.
Wood with coppice, hedge and hawthorn.
Few grazing sheep looking forlorn.
On steep hillside, deserted farm,
red-brick decay falling down barn.
Whistle warning, speed through stations,
each one gone in just two seconds.
Now reach Yorkshire where engine built.
Accelerating to full tilt.
Non-stop on straight, all clear ahead.
And now we hit the full hundred.
Still at top speed and close to coast.
Through industry, of the North East.
Now parallel to Roman road,
to Edinburgh with full payload.
We're nearly there and right on time.
Now slowing down for station line.
Clickety-clack. Clickety-clack.
Over the points to platform track.
Arrive on time in the city,
the clock showing just six thirty.