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The Journey

I have breathed you in it seems a lifetime of times, correlated in seconds becoming rarer.
Each shorter than the last, each with more adoration as i exhale every molecule of trial and error.
My cup artlessly empty at the commencement of our eternal long embrace.
Filling gradually my cup of discovery, tracing the lines of wisdom leaving their trails on my face. 

Fighting my knuckles to the bone, then wishing you would leave as the paint cracks on our master piece.
Dropping to my knees as the hallways loose their luminosity, becoming filled with cries as they echo for your kiss of peace.
Without delay you cup my face & replenish me with hope, love & serenity. A few of the beautiful un-held possessions you grant this fading vessel. 
Perceptions changed, ties undone, silver linings captured by flashes of gratitude,then plunged into the weariness as i tire
showing the threshold in our trestle.

I have waged war upon war on you just to be met each time with another venture.
Relentlessly picking at the wounds attained along our way, whispering promise of astounding adventure.
Ungrateful! I am guilty! So many a times i have put to shame the vastness of your beauty.
Demeaningly i have shunned your guidance & care. Blind to your intention of growth. Forgetting you are loyal to the exemplification of duty.

Vicious to be benevolent. Timelessly this shall be your aspiration.
In your ways and in your time you pulled the wool from my eyes to see the suffering as my inspiration.
With each collision comes a valuable lesson. You taught me to embrace even the darkness a gift in itself through wisdom.
Appreciation, love & patience! You created every situation for me to hold in my hand the key to freedom.

Belated but felt i stand with new discoveries astoundingly compelled to give to you a tribute.
Perceiving your perseverance enduring. Sharing now the secrets i hold! The greatest thing i am able to contribute.
To my ever changing paramour i tip my hat! Owing to you my praise for revealing there can be no beauty without strife!
With refreshed vision radiating from my appreciations for my abecedary. Known by all. L.I.F.E!!!!
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Immersion

The fog lay muffling the greenery gray.
Weighing down the atmosphere, sentient sorrowing,
with the benevolent masking intent 
of Gaia’s heart.

Dampening, the forceful sound;
the torrent of the Mothers tears;
battering only the granite walls of her womb.
The indistinct tone hid a multiplicity of sin
both visual and auditory, keening.

The cloak covered a miasma 
of valley-trapped pollution, 
engulfing the optical plane;
creating a haven of rampant peacefulness.

Life immersed in the cleansing, the sorrow, the joy
of the universal gift bows in adulation 
of the effluent and affluent beauty 
absorbing the storms C tonal ring.

Bougainvillea

There was this lady in adjacent manor.
Beautiful! Just like idyllic sun- kissed pretty flower.
Her radiant white skin held everyone spellbound.
Orange, white, magenta, yellow, golden, red or pink tint,
Her dresses! Heralds of blooming bright gauzy ‘Brachts’.
Always pristine and calm like a perfect queen.
Staying strong and unflinching against all insurmountable odds.
Just like verdurous, indomitable, indefatigable squad.
Protective guardian, stalwart companion or a naughty friend.
No tantrums! As per prerequisite, she would always blend.

Very harsh, very rude! Her toxic words were so very shrewd.
Every coin has two sides, is that true! OMG! How she could be a brute?
Benevolent at heart, conduct apricot hard, always appeared downcast!
Then I asked her one day, “what’s the daunting cause?”
She said, "I have one complaint that I have always ranted,
Why everyone takes me for granted!"
"My simplicity has been unjustly reprimanded!"

I just know, "Smart people manage their affair,
But for simple people God is always there!"...…….

...……...…………her name was Cynthia!
But, she reminds me of bougainvillea!

20/03/2019
Bougainvillea Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: craig cornish

Betise

Blunt brain such stale dogma holds
Tighter than crags hug dewy molds; 
She spurns sparks Reason confers, 
And terms sanest wit profitless fuss. 

Sweetest rank her outmoded views, 
Above strictest sense and full clues; 
Cherished most within inured cloud
Are her trite thought frail and proud. 

Proffer sure-shining cachings of gold
For faintest morsel of heresies retold, 
And she'll a more precious jewel find 
Brighter still under Diablo's airier rind.

Her creed says receive and cede not
Wild bootless notions simpletons got; 
Let benevolent Logic his carats keep, 
And her inane whims have their leap. 

Her wild treasures heavier than lead
Shall endless grace that jaded head, 
Until wilier ticks of blind-mute clocks
Hit Eternal Proof that sees and talks.
Form: Didactic

Being Human

BEING HUMAN


Benevolent but bedeviled by his demons
Eternally yearning for salvation yet
Intrinsically entangled in a web of self-delusion
Neither able to adopt the earth nor earn the heaven
Garnering good deeds and scattering to the winds;

Human with beastly instincts; godly with an evil streak
Universally perceptive but is narcissist in nature,
Man is made in the image of God, resident of the paradise
Above all creatures, meant to walk upright
Neither to be fooled nor foiled yet tethered to moh-maya*.

                                                         (*Hedonism)


~"Being Human" Acrostic contest by John Hamilton
Form: Acrostic


Premium Member Changing Times

Virtues of reverent past no longer rhyme
With sense of now rushing through time
As troubled voice shudders in forlorn sigh
While remnants of yore earnestly decry
Vigor of life passing by, smiles gone awry,
Powerless to console tribulations of outcry.

Bankrupt of morality, of goodwill sublime,
Arresting freedoms, restricting path of life,
Streets and communities riddled in crime,
Echo bawl of grief, wailing indignance rife,
Imposed on tranquility perturbed in strife,
Since bells, benevolent, ceased to chime.

Sadness and anguish relentlessly bemoan
In solitude of feelings ~ impassive, all alone,
Dwelling in remorse, as memories replay
Friendships and kinships now gone astray;
Searching explanation, struggling to cope,
Saying a prayer, longing blessings of hope.

February 10, 2023
Placed 1st: Acquaintance and Neighborhood Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Soto Poet
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member WI-FI WARLOCK

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He wears Bluetooth like a crown,  
taps *sigils into glowing glass~  
his spells are updates,  
his *familiars pixelated.  

The old grimoires gather dust  
beside a stack of dead chargers,  
while he murmurs incantations  
to routers gone rogue.  

His tower isn’t stone,  
but a studio apartment  
where the microwave hums  
in harmonic resonance  
with his coffee machine’s demonic gurgle.  

He doesn’t turn men into newts~  
just cancels their subscriptions,  
hexes their algorithms,  
and once, drunk on mead  
(ordered via same-day delivery),  
he made every printer in his building  
spit out nothing but  
YOU HAVE BEEN CURSED.  
PLEASE TRY AGAIN LATER.  

The neighbors don’t complain.  
They just assume  
it’s another outage. 
 
*A sigil is a type of symbol used in magic. The term usually refers to a pictorial signature of a spirit. In modern usage, especially in the context of chaos magic, a sigil refers to a symbolic representation of the practitioner's desired outcome. 

Familiars are supernatural entities or spirits in European folklore, often depicted as small animals, that assist witches and cunning folk in their magical practices. They were believed to provide protection and guidance, and could be seen as either benevolent or malevolent depending on their association.(Source: Wikipedia.com

Premium Member Exuberant Light

Exuberant Light

Selfless rays spring from tonal anagrams 
Crystal daybreaks that never know twilight
Released from the pure rhapsody “I Am”
Innocent of intention, free of night,
Nascent from infinity’s essence – light -
Unselfish benediction leaping up		
Vitality born in perfection’s cup
Pure spirit, benevolent chivalry,
Enduring present animas closeup,
Crucible, animation’s ministry.

Breathless, lives without infected judgement,
Simply chanted bliss in the present tense
Torrents of chaste delight’s descant descent 
Dainty clarity, effervescent zest,
Seeks no return – collects no interest -
Unselfish bounty - Eternal always –
Cascading lambent merriment of praise
No need of sun or moon nativity
Incorruptible abundance ablaze
Light sings everlasting festivity.

11-16-21
Contest: Agendaless Exuberance
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
Syllables checked with PS
Form: Dizain

Acquiescence Begets Hegemony

Acquiescence begets hegemony...

Think Putin whose forename
Vladimir translates as great power,
whose singular minded aim
after lobbing bombs into
second-largest country
by area in Europe after Russia
incurring voodoo spells
foisted upon president of Ukraine
forced neophyte politician
Volodymyr Oleksandrovych Zelenskyy
to buckle and cower.

Meanwhile many another leader
cherishing their slice of freedom
quakes in their boots
dumbfounded, horrified, tight lipped
as Russian bird of prey
swoops down analogous as buzzfeeder
to seize global totalitarian power.

Not far fetched dystopian nightmare
to envision every country
spanning webbed wide web
subservient to his majesty
where pay obeisance
to his honorable premier
who issues commands
at his Kremlin headquarters.

Aforementioned worse case scenario,
whereby every waking 
and sleeping second
under watchful eye
all social media platforms
under henchmen of Putin regime
monitored, governed, controlled...
by self anointed unnameable nemesis

their doomed fate constituting
penalty of death wasting away
amidst Gulag Archipelago
(happy haunting ground
of many a dissident)
if anyone among bajillions of serfs
heard to badmouth, denounce, find fault...
with despotic, cruel, bristling, autocrat...

Meanwhile, these remaining cherished
hours, minutes, and seconds
before United States of America
forcibly plundered, usurped, yanked...
(at threat of nuclear bombardment
courtesy you know who)
might choose to swallow
either cyanide, hemlock,
overdose on anti anxiety medication...
versus forced to become submissive
toward our "benevolent" leader.

Truth be told even Trump
yours truly would prefer
yet fat/slim chance
such a golden opportunity will occur,
though rumor abounds were
pee you tee eye en able to clamor
access and excel at supremacy

(as seen in a powerpoint presentation)
there would prevail nary a murmur,
nor peep among the human league
only dogs and cats would be privileged
to express themselves,
viz courtesy to bark and purr
and actually be treated as royalty.
Form: Rhyme

Moments

I carry this moment in my heart
I have been with you from the very start
I watch you burst out like seed from  the ground
with sprout as big as queen Elizabeth gown
I have watered you from the root until you
have grown into a fine mature youth
I have watched you blossom and bloom
and spread your branches across the street
How much you make my heart weep
The moment has dissolve so quickly
It is just like  yesterday when the universe
met with the sun and the heavens began to run
I recall the day when you arrived
you have made a bountiful  sacrafice
But the moon in the benevolent sky
minister to your ambitions and nurture
your progress as you go along
The stars in the skies have made a mark on you
And the heightened galaxy made your dreams come  true
You have made so many people happy
 and for that reason the universe has blessed you
You  have  grown popular in city ,
state, country and town and
And the moment  is spreading around the world
The universe is nurturing you with love
And your hands are blessed with prosperity from above
You have embarked on a task that no one could see
And the multitude  surrounds you  like the wide blue sea.
the exodus is flowing down the street
they have crossed the bridge
and have spilled out into parks
and have covered the street with love
The moment is finally here
for you to make the decree and
Fulfill your life's destiny
You are moving forward
and this moment is fine
The multitude will join you and
take you over the winning line
Cherish the moment

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