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You’re no longer a part of my life
Amputated
Before the gangrene
Of tortured doubts
Reached my heart
Poisoning along the way
It couldn’t be cleansed away
Or so I thought….
Cut away…
Cut away from my life
And all that remains
Is my maimed heart
And yet….
On cold and rainy days
I feel the phantom pain
Gnawing away
Alternating between
A tingling tightness
And a burning sensation
Where your presence used to be
I try to manage
To go through my day
The missing part of my life
That was your smile
Your eyes
Your body
Fused to mine
That missing part
That I feel but cannot touch
Makes me dysfunctional
And I need a crutch
A pseudo love
To get on by
The phantom pain
Won’t go away
ALWAYS THERE
A dull reminder
Of your absence
That eats at my soul
Working it's way to my heart
Poisoning along the way
Wasn't that why you were cut away?
A childish attempt to protect my heart
From the possible death of love?
Yet….how is it that I’m dying anyway…
Without you….
The missing part of my heart!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
They never learn to let you know such move
That bail previous tool you had learn in blue
On which the best singing lullaby cleave
Because you forgot alternating view
As you leap and dance through lonely Meadows
That hold preys tight to satisfying claws
How in fear, strength bow but in grace, ink grows
Lead readiness behind practicing flaws
Days and days have gone by, in search of cure
That lingers on without hesitation
To diversify troubling cheers so pure
With many but useless accusation
God gives; virus takes, death makes us all scream
Of life to live a great beautiful dream
Carter Phipps has authored
"Evolutionaries:
Unlocking the Spiritual and Cultural Potential
of Science's Greatest Idea."
Hmmm. This is good rich brown rice,
and I want to stay nice,
cause I like his prime line
but I also like to scribble.
I thought science's greatest idea
was regenerating healthy outcomes,
with alternating slow-grow evolutions
and critical-event revolutions
emerging fertile polypaths
to further polyculturally healthy
wealth regenerations.
Evolutionary ways
toward regenerative means
and kinds balancing unkinds of nature
and DNA/RNA extensive kin.
If regenerate outcomes are evolution's medicinal purpose,
then scientists evolve emerging prescriptions
for nature's fertile unfolding of time.
And, by the way,
why "spiritual" potential of science?
and not "natural"
or is Phipps catering both together,
nondual co-arising emergence?
It’s All About Me
Truer words were never spoken
When people say or do something bad to someone else….
Especially Catie!
They diminish themselves as human beings
Making Catie shine, through the mire, above the fray
Hard work and harder play, make us who we are
Our spark of humanity comes from that
Not from the gutter or mouths of others
Sweet Catie is on all our loving lists at Poetry Soup
She is our sister, that is no mystery
We share our minds and souls with her together
In this mortal battle we call life, we write against the tyranny
It is our pleasure to call Catie one of us
With thoughts of kindness, we share her feelings
Lift her through this darkness and pray that better weather comes
If Catie ever visits us, here at the Soup, we promise not to stick gum in her hair
We promise to play fair and only tease her on alternating funny Sundays, with loving care
Created on 11/09/14 for and in honor of Catie Lindsey It’s All About Me – Poetry Contest
I sit here and cry for all the lost
The victims of our world in conflict
The innocent should not pay the cost
These tears a coming horror predict
Mothers and children are blown away
The victims of a world in conflict
We talk yet we have nothing to say
Not understanding what's going on
Mothers and children are blown away
With blood spilled is the victory won
Survivors haunt ghost towns as they wait
Not understanding what's going on
We cannot leave the outcome to fate
Watching the destruction of the weak
Survivors haunt ghost towns as they wait
Rise from our silence it's time to speak
No longer looking the other way
Watching the destruction of the weak
The helpless do not know what to say
I sit here and cry for all the lost
No longer looking the other way
The innocent should not pay the cost
Richard Lamoureux and Eileen Ghali
For Shadow's Teamwork Contest
September 2, 2013
Alternating stanzas...starting and ending with Richard Lamoureux
Autumn Leaves
September comes to gild the tree
And forest leaves are painted bold
When autumn in her splendour sings
In shades of red and burnished gold
They flit and flutter to the ground
Like butterfly or fairy wings
In shades of red and burnished gold
When autumn in her splendour sings
As one by one they drift and fall
Til multiplied ten thousand fold
When autumn in her splendour sings
In shades of red and burnished gold
And though her beauty is renowned
To falling leaves ‘tis death she brings
In shades of red and burnished gold
When autumn in her splendour sings
The poem is formed by three or more quatrains where two lines within the quatrain
are the "mirrored refrain" or alternating refrain.
The rhyme scheme is as follows: xaBA, xbAB, xaBA, xbAB, etc..
x represents the only lines that do not rhyme within the poem. A and B represent
the refrain.
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Ah, finding the right Greek to go
after!
That stole my soul forever with
love and laughter!
Twas my glimmering treasure trove
to secure.
I admit fully to being anything
but shy and demure!
His buoyancy, his enigmatic zeal
while we soaked our toes in the Pacific!
Sultry waves, alternating between deep
rainbow and holographic.
Kisses, yes,tempestuous and very randy.
The joy of you~tasting like warm, erotic,
Baklava candy!
Oh, don't be still my heart!
That Hellenic lovemaking is quite a lovely
art.
The rational of the planet, think
I am insane!
Good! Let's the two of us go dance Hasapiko,
naked in the rain!
Afterwards don your Greek soldiers' outfit
for me!
Handsome you,in that foustanella now to
please,
Oh, gorgeous Greek, dancing
Tsamiko, my heart pounding.
My decades of passion and love
for you, so Thessaloniki astounding!
At this point,I must stop this late
night quilling!
To be with you, Agape Mou, your
Panagiota is eternally willing!
January 6, 2020
10:30 PM PST
(Tritina)
You know by now just how much I do love
You because you mean more than you
will know and I'll always love you forever
Looking in your eyes I see love forever
And the stars in the sky sparkle with your love
‘Cause sometimes there's only me and you
You're the one that makes me strong and in you
I trust with all my heart and soul forever
There's nobody in the world like you my love
I know that I'll love you now and forever.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
November,20,2014
(written alternating pentameters and tetrameters)
Though what we know
and that which we feel
goes into what we write
I believe
poets are more inclined toward
image-periphery
the alchemy of lyric-formation
what is just around the corner
horrifically vague
standing on the lip-edge
toes dangling over
peering bravely into a
primal abyss
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each new declaration a journey
backward, compressing coldly
into dank catacombs of past
drafting explorers
forward, confronting bard echoes
the maps of our ancient priests
left for the daring
the literary awakened
new skies revealed
sustain alternating and renewed
every night a fresh splattering of light
every dawn
a bounty-warmth of slippery
sunny icing
such decadence our breakfast
lunch and supper
no dessert denied
the rich slices we pen
the hyper-caloric that
drives us to the brink
daring us to step off
both angels and demons
awaiting their catches
lift must be in our favor --
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Let the work begin!
"I shall be like a tree planted by the river ... " Psalm 1:3
A child born during thunderstorm that
Braved thunder lightning, grew up but
Could not cope brother Dane’s death
Depression, fear took an ugly turn
Even as comforted by his calm-
Father, a revered church priest who
Gave his child - 6yr old Nikola all the wanted love,
Handed him the precious Bible and
Inspired him with stories of Lord that
Just made boy Nikola learn and
Know the Bible by heart. Nikola
Learned Czech, Serbo-Croatian from
Mother who taught him patience -
Nurturing talent, creativity and
One of a kind eidetic memory
Procuring him scientific spirit and
Quest for wisdom that became a
Rage making Nikola never once
Stop in his storming life or
Tire from the hardships that
Unfolded at his each step of success
Veracity stood by Nikola Tesla who
Worked frantically for 20 hours a day
Xper who found use of alternating current
Yearned for peace in war torn world
Zap was life of such an illustrious man.