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Scores of years... post high school graduation...
Whether with/without
spectacles regarding myopia, yours truly
boasts twenty twenty highsight
able, eager and willing to site
emotional, mental, physical
and spiritual deficits
lamely attempting to
explain how one bright
eyed and bushy
tailed older fellow
oft times described
existential nihilist plight
unable to validate
lifetime psychological blight
purportedly manifesting while in utero
citing reiterating “fake”
trumpism statement might
eventually assume truth, I aver delight,
yet neither blaming those
who begot me quite
willingly, masterfully, consensually..., nor
said male offspring dejectedly write
ting total purposelessness, though
abysmal, dismal, normal... thoughts invite
themselves to take residence much
to mine evil doppelganger's delight
generate, foment and excite
once upon a time did
zealously and roundly kickstart
damnation, humiliation,
lamentation, positioning twilight
xing analogous brutal dog fight
to the death, courtesy
psychiatric intervention did alight
reprieve against near rigor mortis,
whereby mortality inexorably did not bite
the dust, yet left emaciated fright
this then starved boy day and night
scaring, mortifying, horrifying...
surviving kith and kin ready to write
untimely obituary whose
freed atheistic spirit,
would ascend stairway to heaven
forever celestial transcending
manumission to infinite height!
English onomatopoeic words tick tock does punctuate...
audiological "second" associated with ordinary soundlessness
Second of time not decided arbitrarily, but...
Under International System of Units,
the second currently defined as
duration of 9,192,631,770 periods
of radiation corresponding to transition
between two hyperfine
levels of ground
state of caesium-133
atom at temperature
of 0 degrees Kelvin.
Even if deaf and/or
blind Impossible Mission
to escape incessant
atomic elementary coalition
my dear Watson,
through rigorous erudition
pursuant, predicated,
postulated, plotted, pinpointed...,
whereby basic interval
of time engineered fruition
jarring inquisitiveness regarding
yours truly intuition
one body moving thru space
and time till manumision.
Upon mortality liberation comprising me
molecular constituent parts will thus free
repurposing (reincarnation higglety pigglety)
without preserving jammed consciousness, ye
might beg to differ,
yet that precept re:
guarding retaining awareness
previous life thee
less prominent poetic
intent to squander ably
(slight bias, I aver)
precious minutes agree
gated intuiting the
invisibility of ethereal me:
deem (or quantification
thereof) measuring je
nais sais quois (extent
of French words known
to yours truly), whose
lofty ambition key
ying focus, how
every moment allocated
into base unit to run
of the mill by the floss see
George Eliot (Mary
Ann Evans) garden variety,
generic *****sapien,
(no matter differentiation sets E
shove us apart).
Inescapable maddening
march to maximize
potential choice to exercise
fulfillment, or nurse regret
case in point I surmise
extensive disappointment,
though Matthew Scott tries
to separate the figurative
wheat from the chaff and vies
to distill some semblance
of value, cuz he doth realize,
how tempus fugit defies
longing to go back
to the future as he espies
countless reasons that qualifies
as his life left unlived no surprise
since aforementioned sentiment
mentioned, in tandem with
self destructive behavior I despise.
"Blessed Child"
No explanation why
trade marked self made
unsheathed sword didst try
to wreak havoc, sans
deep hurtful (severe) stabs,
no solution to
NON internal Quoi
yet, decades long inconsolable tears
inflicted toward self,
and family I cannot dee nigh
(of origin plus deux offspring
begat), oh my
whereat I clamped "hands"
over figurative "ears" obliviously,
and/or faintly aware
at times withholding
compassion, no lie
mercilessly depriving affection
from this fluky, kooky,
and quirky guy,
albeit the sole son
emotionally estranged
from his late mama, and
octogenarian widower papa, who I
rarely ever said "hi,"
when living under their roof
(at 324 Level Road,
long since demolished)
never inquired, nor
rarely ever acknowledged
appreciation (on a
regular basis), deep pry
ving expressing care and concerned,
whether kinfolk lived or didst die
(strong possibility linked thy
aver diagnosed with
schizoid personality disorder)
nope...not even
hugging me mum,
(whose desperate non
verbal plea ignored)
days before she passed away,
now as a father, (whose eldest
well on her way
to promising future)
her rebuffed overtures stung
at paternal resolution,
until this day, when
a singular sentence
she emailed as sent
ting genuine permission
for her to glimpse
a poignant poem,
perchance inducing my loving cry!
from birth until this moment with your family as supporting team
the journey within your space/ time continuum stream
found trials and tribulations comprising the spool o yar existential ream
some incidents assessed in retrospect might now appear
as particularly significant undertakings – getting you grounded with clear
insight into what future dreams may become manifest with yar dear
beloved husband – I aver to when ye will endure empty nest fair
lee soon, whereby yar life will constitute andy and his anatomical gear
whose cupidity, fidelity, integrity, levity, opportunity, runneth tranquil
tiding up for gatherings or packing with his efficient globe trotting skill
bubbling with energy, harmony, synergy through his confluence he rill
lee doth possess – in my humble opinion, though less to take quill
to paper, him this brother in law applauds how he accepted any bitter pill
i.e. figuratively when the fickle finger of fate seemed to obscenely mill
a tate a contrary outcome than he desire, a fighting esprit de corps did fill
his entire being – putting forces of destruction re: no longer threat of evil
which waywardness with this poetic intent to type a birthday cheer
sans thy lovely sister activated thoughts pertaining to positive people dear
as senescence shuttles thine youngest harris heiress who everywhere
she goes affects a blessedly diplomatic, friendly holistic imprimatur
and thus tis probably apropos to attempt to communicate with mere
crude symbols i.e. the 26 letters of the alphabet to formulate the near
wrist approximating her significance in me xy z lived life a prayer
and many a broken wing, but tis necessary 4 me 2 expunge – though rear
the positive presence (most often invisible) whence shari did tear
out from the birth canal even at that early infantile stage did wear
autonomy to evince can do spirit whereby she irresistibly insinuated an air
that inexplicably captivated family, friends, romans….with no blare
ring burst, but she exhibited a magnetic trait – I now heartily cheer
cuz many stepping stones to mine current ah fair
rooted tuber remembered per the unsolicited advice aye did hear
when oft times shuttered in this man cave, hell lair
re: us lee chuckling at online jokes, which laugh tier
medicine for this bot deed father, a pro motor still sputtering each year.
Misuse of services by force or labour without payment
To get over this be patient
We’re getting the repayment
No haste, just wait there are rules to follow
Article 23 forbids this so you just swallow
Just cause remuneration is given in labour
It’s not in your favour, to escape the aver
Following this right is your only saver
Forcing helpless women into prostitution is called unconstitutional
So start a revolution to make an evolution
The constitution, is an institution, to make a resolution, in an elocution
If it all goes wrong make a devolution
Trafficking involves the buying and selling of men and women
Let’s make it our mission to help the men and women
The next right is given it’s the right to culture and education
Measures to protect the rights of cultural, linguistic, and religious minorities
Following this right is our number one priority
By protecting them against discrimination
Use your imagination, to appreciate this creation cause in our generation we’ll achieve liberation
Citizens having a distinct language, script, or culture of their own
Be who you want to be either Drake or Post Malone
Pick up the phone because you’re not alone
So if you wanna be known take your seat on the throne
Prohibit discrimination against any citizen
Cause we are one working together we’ll hit a home run
This rule has important necessities
Just like the right to constitutional remedies
Identified as a right to own or possess something
Land, automobile it could be anything
Dispose it when you want to
There’s no one that can stop you
To have an enforceable claim to benefit of it
This right is your permit to get the property that you think fits
That focuses on the exclusive right to ownership
So I’ll admit and you submit to the dealership
Distinguishes between possession of property
The right states everything is perfect and properly
Don’t take it as a mockery
And that my friends was the 7 constitutional lotteries
HOLD MY HAND
Like a naive bird in the free sky she flew,
Upbringing implanted seeds of idealism
Imbibing the fine values of life she grew,
Saw the world in pristine colors of prism.
She faced the world in her ideal terms,
Harsh life treated her badly, my daughter
In psychic wreck, I wanted her out of harm.
This is what for her I wrote and said to her.
The world doesn’t revolve around you
In an ideal manner the way you’d want,
It has its own complex pattern, not new.
World doesn’t care if you follow or don’t.
People by your side don’t like to see you
The way you uphold the values you aver,
They have their own intent sense of view.
People don’t bother what you really are.
All these don’t matter in your beautiful life,
It’s not for turning into wreck in selfish strife.
You’re forced to make meek compromise
See your self-esteem crumble in the ruins,
Time would teach you how to recognize
Bliss in wisdom when in the end it wins.
For you the soul would create peace infinity
The way your conscience makes you aware,
So you can swim in the sea of tranquility.
You’d be happy and free as you once were.
It’s time you rise from despair with self-pride
Hold my hand you’ll always find by your side.
March 13, 2018.
(alternately titled: whipping and pommel ling
das soar addle brain)
My most recent deuce score
plus three bajillion ban
an nah ram ma orbitz
squared bob sponge pants
day of birth passed uneventfully –
(round el sol) saw me dan
sing around one average star, which Evan
chilly wool worth hilly exhibit
death throe tulle pan
dum mo' knee yum -
becoming a black hole sun,
when photon illumination
totally tubularly blinks
out more'n Knots Lan
ding all countries
with exception of Japan
(if only for explicit purpose
of this poem) can
did lee stated fan
silly free and foot loose
to appease the ghost of Ivan
the Terrible, who would
phish she shuss lee
never fin hush his
rage against the machine
foaming at the mouth
asper gar non sequitur
spoiler alert hint
aye made debut 13th of Jan)
and now for no rhyme,
nor reason mention
nothing (by the way)
written thus far tan
gent shill to the square
of hide bound
Halliburton Hippopotamus,
whose first name
Horton doth move in clan
destine fashion, oh...and nope
definitely not related
to ancestors of Kublai Khan
whose nickname Lloyd
though, whoa, wow,
and yikes quite a time span
'tween that Mongol
consigning, conning, and condemning
“FAKE” deplorable trump
ping app Paul
ling Peters to Azkaban
nonetheless, aye never aver
witnessed no fanfare
for this common (c'mon) man
lettuce high tail gangnam style to San
Mateo (matt er factly
founded, settled, and
populated by Scottish
donning Harris tweed
a hop, skip and jump by van
from this yan
key dude dull who lives ian
Schwenksville, Pennsylvania.
My heart wanders the lonely empty skies
floating, drifting through azure seas
Seeking, searching forever hunting
for its other half it is looking
Somewhere on this verdant planet
as rain flows down, each droplet
As it lands refreshes my soul
so I strive on seeking my goal
When one day, at last, we meet
we will sing together in duet
Such sweet music in total harmony
hearts beating knowing no boundary
Joined now for the rest of eternity
we come together in love so courtly
Two halves should never be asunder
so now and always our love we aver
for Skat's Any old poem will do contest written 03/24/2013
Proffered no reprieve, led was I like cow
By clinic’s nurse to slaughterhouse, I thought,
The wise me cursing the rebel me now,
All mute, betwixt devil-pain-and-doc caught.
Take thermal waves— weighty words waft from her,
And every day— we can’t let it get worse—
She, pontiff like, her wisdom did aver,
I learn to live with pain, whilst me to curse.
Oh for a thankless lingering long time,
Yet, pain nor problem wanes both wind their way,
Docs have reasons that to them only rhyme:
I need take a good look at your x ray,
I feel as if caught in a lifetime’s crime—
Caught red-handed with a bleeding knife, say.
Yea, caught red-handed, knife still bleeding red,
No sign of malignant growth, he declared
As he scanned my x ray, felt elated
To hint that he favoured me, for, he glared
At me to pose: how kind heart he’s within,
Then, his eyes enlarging more than somewhat,
Said, see that growth on left hidden therein,
I sure have reasons to doubt it than naught.
But doc, I see naught else but fore-arm bone,
Humerus bone as you call, but I view
It as rather funny, fun too far gone,
But felt, silence is patients’ sole virtue,
On wrong side of stick— hurting bone my own,
Wordless I weighed for his weighty clue.
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Crown of sonnets | 03.11.2012, revised July 2023|
Poet’s note: Here are sonnets III and IV of a sequel of ten sonnets constituting one single poem called a crown of sonnets. The last line of the preceding sonnet is repeated as the first line of the next sonnet, but not verbatim; nor is the first line of the first sonnet is repeated as the last line of the tenth as is. The sestets are either a quartet and a couplet or two sets of three-lined Terza Rima. Hurt is the place from where light enters, and it did, I realized after my long-drawn medical treatment.
master bait catching fear
some skipper known in whirled wide webbed
under water world,
cuz rumor did hear
auld his death defying exploits infiltrated
into the most remotely secluded lair
asper rugged crunchy captain
who didst dare
the devil with dirty deeds
done dirt cheap, which flair
subjected suffered gross distortion
due to optical glare
pandemonium ensued, sans each small hair
along backbone viz zit ting spinal tap vie
tall hetty to rise
a flickr ring shutterfly
more years than anyone could reckon, even Pi
Tha Gore Ass, hence
mystery fed legends,
any rhyme or reason asper
ruddy faced weather beaten
expert, who sailed every square inch
of the globe well nigh
cutting down to size mythologized
outrageous Leviathan sized monster
mashing machine with jaws of steel
that did wonders for the tourist industry the my
tee buck reared, snorted, twittered no lie
as truth told by Ishmael,
whom aye did befriend
(said galley hand decked the halls,
of christened ship Pequod),
who strongly attest didst descend,
despite incontestable stance,
sans supposition,
aye aver Captain Ahab
DID NOT perish at sea,
thus, his privateer life
did not meet a cruel end,
but believe his doppelganger incognito
body double electric reincarnation fiend
actually said peg legged swash
buckling adventurer of the high seas,
that saline mosh pit - by gosh
(hee...hee...hee
how blimey lame such archaic balderdash
(anyway...i gotta hunch), ghost
of spirited sailor lives incognito,
here at 2 highland manor
a this bucolic schwenksville,
pennsylvania enclave.