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Joker's Hoax

Clumsy knock about clown endears
Bubble blown, unicycling, tightrope dance 
Underneath charisma, after the cheers
Grinning sinister inkling stirs up fears
Guise causes unnerved scare's enhance

Aside from a smattering of film features
What strikes terror of tumbling funny fool? 
Stealth beguiling starshine easily beseeches
Skillful smiling juggler, charm widely reaches
Clapping audience, varied susceptible pool

Cunning assists any intended criminal
Never ending hanky story, needed device
Whilst being appeased, message subliminal 
Strategy of fake face, stab in back abysmal 
Convinced victims fall for honk nosed entice

Misgiving for characters larger than life
Natural response, harks prehistoric origins
Gleam eyed charmer warns of looming strife 
Cuts familiars with pantaloon stashed knife
Trust's betrayal, robbed ones acknowledging

Faith in flamboyant rubber flower thruster burst
Smack faced shock of a dozen popped balloons
Act of slapstick big shoed tricks well rehearsed
Damaged willing givers wish they thought first
Listen to their instinct, instead of lullaby croon



        Written 29th July  2020 for Brian Strand's

 Any Form, Any Theme, Completely New, Volume 15


Premium Member Moon Knight

Superhero, Marc Spector, known as the Moon Knight,
Plays lead role in the Marvel Comics bright and tight; 
Having, like Greek gods, gift of immortality,
Reveals his powers, with lightning vitality...! 

Egos of Moon Knight, Steven Grant and Jake Lockley,
Lived and acted, sometimes godly, often oddly;  
One handling the trauma tantrums, like a doctor, 
Another assists him as though a concoctor...!

With weight-lifting-champion-like physical strength,
Moon Knight comes out glorious, going any length; 
When, Khonshu, falcon god of vengeance, de-powers,
Like Samson after hair-shaven, Moon Knight cowers...!


30 September 2022
Moon Knight Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
Form: Rhyme

Rise

Routine initial dinner imparts his heart on sleeve
     Fourth date offer to move in, with her child
     Mirror shows soft character she strives to believe 
     Demure manner somehow has him beguiled 


     Willing skip bin scour assists panicked neighbour 
     His outlook stoic upbeat, maintained modest 
     Jarvis valued asset, bovine humane kill innovator
     Bali trip invitation, having kissed her not yet


     Gilded page fable hero, finally sigh spontaneous 
     Erased past innocent repels inquiry intuitive 
     Revealing her dabbling would be dire dangerous 
     Vague oil picture layers bright lies lucrative 


     August move in floor thirty in tower beside marina
     Vista thirty miles of hills, boat smooth ocean
     Fairytale ticket to board, beau's open demeanour 
     Marks their story heavy navy ribbon devotion






              7th July 2022

          Written for Contest: 
              Flight Three
         
                 Sponsor: 
         Chantelle Anne Cooke
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Turiya

Devoid of senses and thought, what remains
Consciousness self-existent manifests
Vibrant, pristine presence, pure and unstained

How do we awake, again and again
What is the source of our breath that persists
Devoid of senses and thought, what remains

Wherefrom springs joy, though desires to rest lain
Where grow roots of our conscience that assists 
Vibrant, pristine presence, pure and unstained

What is the anchor, holding soul in chains 
Boundless bliss beckons; why do we resist
Devoid of senses and thought, what remains

Illusions birth delusion, boon now bane
We can, if we choose, become a bliss mist
Vibrant, pristine presence, pure and unstained

High time we exit, cyclic joy and pain
Let us open our heart, unclench our fist
Devoid of senses and thought, what remains
Vibrant, pristine presence, pure and unstained

21-July-2021

Stress

Everyone feels the pressure of stress, 
Your environment is the ultimate test. 
Whether it’s on a job or in life, 
Not everything is as easy as pie.

People are often blind to complexity, 
Steady crying about your personal issues, 
Countless factors hidden in mentality. 
Oblivious to the tissues next to you. 

Focusing on little details is not a crime, 
Stress can be like a ticking time bomb. 
Taking things, a single step at a time, 
Assists me in staying steady and calm. 

Relax and take a deep breath, 
Creating stress only leads to death. 
However, if I breathe slow and chill, 
I will overcome life’s stress windmill.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member ATTITUDE of ACCEPTANCE

ATTITUDE OF ACCEPTANCE

What makes questions difficult? They 
belong to me and you.
Questions of faith start with, if what
been taught in church … is true..

Attitude of acceptance is
acquiring open mind.
Assists flow of Holy Spirit,
‘Truth’s” easier see … we’ll find. 

Not trusting God’s word’s a problem,
we rarely realize. 
Till we won’t accept new facts read,
then God’s word … criticize.

We’ve gotta research new verses,
God’s truth’s, learn to defend.
“God can’t lie”, if we do research,
what’s true … we’ll comprehend.

Only One Truth requires that we,
all religions inspect.
Road to life’s Narrow, like finding
truth … not where we’d expect.

Ask …What’s my attitude? Will God
see me accept research?
Pagan Babylon-ish doctrines,
foundation … of each church!
Form: Rhyme

Formula Meglah Zeta Cuetuss

physical form anchors reality
By: Professor Uxas
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In ancient Greece: Farmers built wooden statues
 of Priapus, the god of fertility and viticulture,
 to protect crops and scare away animals This tradation
was still used when these farmers came to America
. They settled in places and grew Sorghum × drummondii,
or Sudan Grass Ducks, geese, quail, doves, and various
 backyard birds like sparrows eat Sudan grass seeds and the culm
Erecting a scarecrow taller than the 7 to eight feet stalks helps
fear off these bird who feast on the seeds and plant it self.
In 2027 a sceintist had a plan to create a scarecrow
that could be used at night. It would be a robot that creeped 
alongside with the animals to scare them off. Ussing his knowledge and
standing true to his feild, he used the teaching from LuthorCorp. College,
where he had a degree in Robotics Engineering. He first created a simulation
using his computer. Rigging: Building a digital skeleton hierarchy of joints 
and bones inside a 3D model so it can be posed and moved He then created the robot. It needed an itellegent software to allow it to almost micmic a human Biomimetic humanoid
he stride to have the robot as creature like as possible but in a human like way". Features were created and borrowed he said". To the warning of his assists, who warned against certain upgrades and patent violations ".Human-like and autonomous robots are becoming dangerously capable as they enter public spaces and battlefields with limited safety regulations and unpredictable behaviors" said one who wished to be removed from the project. 


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 magnetohydrodynamics
Hannes Olof Gösta Alfvén
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low-brass instruments, heavy industrial percussion, and the pipe organ
Foley sound
Form: Ballad

Scott Mccowan

Scott has Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy, 
And plays boccia on a wooden floor gleaming, 
Where he rolls the leather ball accurately, 
Down a ramp to hit the jack, and he’s beaming. 

His father quietly assists him to position his balls, 
Whilst his mother assists his brother Jamie, 
Upon whom Duchenne MD also falls and calls, 
Such that sport is enjoyed by the whole family. 

Scott has a BA with honours from Uni of Sterling, 
In psychology and sports studies all inclusive, 
Because he loves football which is encapsulating, 
American footy, golf, darts and snooker pensive. 

He started playing boccia way back in 2007,
And represented GB at the Europeans in 2009,
So in 2013 at the Europeans in Portugal, levin,
He won the bronze in the BC3 pairs for his line.

Then in 2014 at the World Champs. in Beijing,
He again won as a pair the besought silver medal:
“In every tournament I take part in, [when I fling],
I want to win and this is no different [for me at all].”
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Love Versus Lust

LOVE VERSUS LUST
                       
       Twins are fighting, Love versus Lust
        As if Iron oxide blames rust.
        Ethereal smile Love to cast
        Love in the core: Lust is the crust
        Lust in whirling vortex to burst
        gets ignited by sudden blast.
        Lust drinks desire on ardent thirst
        Love tranquil with depth of trust.

                  
          Lust probably hidden in Love.
          Not forbidden just to observe.
          Luminous sheen in Love, Lust to serve,                                          
          Lust assists Love, not to disturb.
          Lust to last when love, you deserve.  
          Lust goes straight, Love travels in curve.
          Love in abyss, Lust shines above.
          Lustrous Love of cooing dove.
. 

         Love in romance to glisten, glow.
         From seeds of passion Lust to grow.
         Love is placid, pellucid, calm, slow.
         Lust spontaneous on prompt throw.
          Love enlightens soul, heart to bow.
          Lust to excite from top to toe.
          Love proceeds, Lust sure to follow.
          Love with Lust on amorous flow.

    07/04/20
Form: Rhyme

As Time Goes By

Time travels,
           time stretches...
           Slow or fast, he
           is the same...it's what
           we thought we figured it out...
           time is itself
           all the time... advances,
          but it's always there,
          in the same space...
          It doesn't stop, but nothing
          reaches... does not return,
          don't even start over...
          It is continuous, it does not build
          but everything does...
          Its tracks are invisible
          its steps are without footprints...
          It exists, but it has no form.
          It assists us, but does not show itself.
          We are  expression,
          we are its appearance...
          It's old and it's new,
          is young and old,
          but it is not old...
          It's beginning without end,
          it's him all the time...
          our acquaintance
          unknown
          time...

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