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Premium Member Since She Left Me

Since she left me 


Life's been a croc
And what pushes a dial
Are her red ants that taunt
... and at who's picnic do they smile

I hate of their bodies of march
L'il reds punishing me to no end
In this, my voice is parch
Yet words are penned

I write of her ... til my ashes
A pastoral of words
In my head they clash
Her tales, I cut with swords

She fights with closed eyes
Besmirching my aim
There were no goodbyes
Only sad ones in this game

I muse her swishing tail
And body of armor
Skimming the surface veil
And fending off my charmer

I tried to dial
And was met by more of her croc
Her red ants a smile
At the phantom key to her lock

Off to the sunset I see her tale
Swishing in my mind
I hope with the wind in her sails
e'er comes to book ...
            it will be one of a kind

connie pachecho

3/12/17
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Scoundrels

Gutless gaffer, grinning gamely, gulled the gullible millions to the polls,
Oozing oily orations of orphanhood  “I once walked barefoot, no shoes.”
On crowded corners we conceded, cringing at his crooked crew.
Disillusioned, we drift and drudge, desperate for deliverance from this dull dominion.

Lackluster leader, limp and lifeless, laced with looming lunacy.
Unsteady skipper steers the ship, silenced by shameless syndicate of plunder.
Circles of sorrow, suffering, and slow suffocation  the sorry saga of a shallow sovereign.

Embezzlers erupt in ecstasy, excavating endless holes for highway robbery.
Bandits in bespoke suits, besmirching the bench with brazen brigandage.

Egregious evader, cringing coward, cried at cannon fire: “I am no lion.”
Laggard lumbering loon left lethal lunatics lounging at our doorsteps.
Encumbrances engineered by erratic clan erode every ember of love for motherland.


Damp duchess, dull and domineering, dripping with indecent diction,
Audacious accessory, always attached, avidly airlifting assets abroad.
Merriment masked as mission, mischief marketed as maternal duty.
Edgy encumbrance, endlessly entwined in their eager, empty alliance.


Punk pretender, pilfering public purse into private palaces.
Adventurous appetite for aimless globe-trotting gallivanting.
Twitchy tyrant of trivialities, though never voted into office.
Intoxicated by improbable luck, insulting the nation with incessant idiocy.

Euphemistic escapades, erratic entertainment, embarrassing every educated eye.
National nightmare nursed by notorious nincompoops.
Crude crudities casually cast  “My fellow widows”  to court cheap chuckles.
Encomiums of empty praise turned putrid: “Power”  the perfect pipeline for plunder.


Jokers jumped with jittery joy, jostling jealously for juicy thrones.
Onslaught of terror from Boko Haram banished blessed sleep from battered brethren.
Numbed nation nodded “No” to hasty handover, hoodwinked by the horde.

Alas, the audacious fraud, the rapacious rogue, rules ruthlessly over us.
Tyranny thinly disguised in doctoral drapes creek scholar sans scholarship.
Higgledy-piggledy havoc, a hideous hoax hailed as democracy.

Amid the ashes of a fractured federation,
Nigerian overlords observed the obscene spectacle, secure in stolen silence,
While helpless citizens crumbled and cried.

If Trump wins rest in peace Mother of Freedom

If Trump wins...rest in peace - Mother of Freedom

Post mortem courtesy 
Doctor Demento yielded 
Lady Liberty lies slain...
videre licet knocked senseless 
from brutal blows upon her crown
simultaneously shouldering existential crisis
triggered nervous breakdown
though rendered mute 
sound of silence doth expound.

Forsooth impeachment hearings 
rendered him immune 
to chastisement, insurrection 
he did foment, blithely 
skirting impairment appertain
blood on hands of
self important president,
though alcohol he doth abstain,
nonetheless permanent drunken stupor
doth wax and wain

finger of guilt
damaging democracy points
to him as chief villain
groomed since... time immemorial
atavistic primate brain
bathed (courtesy Frederick Christ Trump)
buzzfeeding chosen favored heir
go for broke – as a red badge of courage
bankrupt countless times
and pulled out all stops,

viz unbridled thundering, 
espousing philosophy gain
amass wealth, unscrupulous
if necessary where,
might equals right cold play'n
deadly serious game (Life) train
sight squarely and/or roundly
scattered lovely bones
amidst tombstones testimony
incidental secondary fallout main

part and parcel, where legerdemain,
plus art of the deal linkedin
with immeasurable gloating
ego necessary to gain
con fetter writ oligarchy plain
successfully cheating, hocking,
milking, quaffing, and trending,
yielding dynastic rule
trumpeting eternal and carnal
stormy Daniels reign

vaping with wealthy
zealotry (think vain)
at electorate expense
tampering koolaid acid test
courtesy illegals sown GMO grain
colluding when/where possible,
never losing sight regarding
selfish mission to attain
obligatory ideal tyranny
rampantly running roughshod,

no need to explain
writing sleight underhanded profane
antithetical, critical, heretical quatrain
badgering, belittling, besmirching,
bilking, boasting, bragging with disdain
flagrantly flaunting, fleecing,
regarding purported B.S. degree
in economics he did attain
matriculating Wharton School of law,
hmm... methinks he paid

hireling from Ukraine
forever flirting, flouting, and flunking
even basic geography questions
case in point being 
where is Drury Lane
additionally, he ain't 
no literati familiar
storied quasi fiction Citizen Kane.
Form: Rhyme

Exhortations Against Ole Saint Nick

the (better late than never) 
free admission confession, exhortations against Ole Saint Nick

treasured untold shenanigans of Santa, 

his elves and reindeer discovered only 

by colluding via "FAKE" fluke 

did I manage to worm winning the trust

among Christmas elves and reindeer

confident this generic guy,

would never breach scandalous

tidbits, into an underground impregnable

air-raid shelter, the Motley Crue

tied blindfold over my eyes, didst steer

me hermetically sealed, 

which crawl space required me to hunker

sound (cloud) proof bunker

while ensconced (security detail munchkins,

who just so happened tubby *****

minded entrance portal)

only after getting the thumb up signal,

whereat nose pies planted

espionage surveillance devices

the chief head honcho and attendants,

Smoky and the bandits respectively,

magically, and handily did appear

and despite one hundred percent bug-free, 

a whispered stance opted just to make sure 

no unwanted eavesdropper could overhear

plus every participant swore an oath, cuz

any leaked real or “FAKE” information,

would spell imminent demise to be near

the upshot, sans grave emergency

describing clandestine arraignment

involving some rogue elf 

(most likely at least two),

and a misbehaving reindeer

(names withheld to avoid any spoiler alert),

plus this entire kit and caboodle

necessary to help Saint Nick

got wind, (and subsequently reined in)

a rave party with orgiastic

sex, drugs and rock and roll

that a band-aided elf(ves)

laced with Pepper Minstix 

(anonymously hashtagged Sodom and Gomorrah)

sullied pure as the driven snow repute,

when aliasing Sugarplum Mary (“FAKE NAME”)

detected snorting cocaine

codenamed Alabaster Snowball, while additionally

besmirching her virginity via coital cavorting

amidst a Bushy Evergreen

shaking as if frenzied

with feverish boogie woogie flu

which seductive, prurient,

and master baiter friend zeed

(spunky Gangnam style) Shinny Upatree

which could slay Wunorse Openslae reputation

as substance abusers,

and sex offenders if not worse.

Lady Liberty Lies Slain

Forsooth impeachment hearings appertain
blood on hands of
self important president,
though alcohol he doth abstain,
nonetheless permanent drunken stupor
doth wax and wain
finger of guilt
damaging democracy points

to him as chief villain
groomed since... time immemorial
atavistic primate brain
bathed (courtesy Frederick Christ Trump)
buzzfeeding chosen favored heir
go for broke - bankrupt countless times
and pulled out all stops,
viz unbridled espousing philosophy gain

amass wealth, unscrupulous 
if necessary where,
might equals right play'n
deadly serious game (Life) train
sight squarely and/or roundly
scattered lovely bones
amidst tombstones testimony
incidental secondary fallout main

part and parcel, where legerdemain,
plus art of the deal linkedin
with immeasurable gloating
ego necessary to gain
con fetter writ oligarchy plain
successfully cheating, hocking,
milking, quaffing, and trending,
yielding dynastic rule

trumpeting eternal stormy reign
vaping with wealthy
zealotry (think vain)
at electorate expense
tampering koolaid acid test
courtesy illegals sown GMO grain
colluding when/where possible,
never losing sight regarding

selfish mission to attain
obligatory ideal tyranny
rampantly running roughshod,
no need to explain
writing sleight underhanded profane
antithetical, critical, heretical quatrain
badgering, belittling, besmirching,
bilking, boasting, bragging with disdain

flagrantly flaunting, fleecing,
regarding purported B.S. degree
in economics he did attain
matriculating Wharton School of law,
hmm... methinks he paid
hirling from Ukraine

forever flirting, flouting, and flunking
even basic geography questions
case in point being where is Drury Lane
additionally, he ain't no literati familiar
storied quasi fiction Citizen Kane.


Premium Member A Blemish

After considerable scrubbing, my attempt is in vain

                      Black blotches in my memory of you
               Liturates my mind, still; It's too stubborn a stain
               Every time I mentally scrape off the charcoal hue
              Mud spatters all over it; besmirching it once again
           Images of us keep cluttering my mind, it never clears
         Stained, toxic memories of our failed love refuses to wane
                    Haunts me continually, after all these years



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Sponsored by Brian Strand (Winner: 1st Place)
Date written and posted: 08/21/2018
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member What Is Truth

What is Truth?
2/1/2018

Of late, many use the media to establish a claim,
After retroactive years, I question, is revenge their game?
On harassment claims, some that happened years ago,
Is it publicity, a book deal, or settlement dough?
Some have flaunted assets to reach the ladders top,
And once successful determine, it’s time to stop.
While we never know for sure of the specific act,
The more times it’s repeated it’s often accepted as fact.
Some go through life hustling others as they go,
And besmirching another doesn’t always make it so.

You Don’t Have to Tell the Truth,
You Only Need to Convince The Media That You Are,
And many lives are being ruined 
After being tried and found guilty in the court of public opinion.
Tom
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Testosterone Poisoning

Testosterone poisoning, there is no vaccine
That will keep this from killing all those in between

The coming of age and the coming unglued
Among one society segment imbued

With certain fixations which are second to none
When they fix on a target while coming undone

It can't be the tools they use in their trade
It must be some other trade-off we've made

For surely some illness is causing this schism
Besmirching what we know is exceptionalism

We have to get better with our institutions
Because we hold sacrosanct our constitution

Solutions will surely present themselves when
The sword remains mightier still than the pen

There's always exceptions proving the rules
And challenging history's only for fools

They always rush in where wise men refrain
We'll stay with the angels, we're holding the reins

This too, shall pass, it's happened before
It'll happen again, there's always one more

Misguided fool going off of the rails
Conservative minds will always prevail

Secure in the notion that right will make might
And the mighty will be sleeping soundly tonight
Form: Couplet

Premium Member September Falls

Season's decay paints the sky with autumn’s glow,
Etches each leaf with hues of red, yellow and gold.
Pastel shades of summer warmth are withdrawn from the show,
The tones of night are blackened blue, turned chilly and cold.

Ensnared by fate to fade to gray, the flowers do yield.
Murmuring their colors to leaves now dead and spent.
Belatedly, the leaves tumble to the ground, their past concealed.
Enwrapping the earth's lament in a patchwork quilt so resplendent.

Reflections dance upon the lake’s calm still face,
Fleeting mists loom in and settle, besmirching views once clear.
As life's pace slows, nature is content with autumn's lace,
Lulled to stall and beget another fall, in yet another year.

Life is expelled to pause as September withers away,
Surrendering its tapestry to the aberrant beauty of decay.
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Oh Lord, In Your Mercy, Hear Our Prayers

"Oh, Lord in your mercy, hear our prayers."
"Oh, Lord in your mercy. hear our prayers."
"Oh, Lord in your mercy ,hear our prayers"

Oh, Lord in your mercy, please hear our prayers.
Oh, Lord in your mercy, come and listen to our pleas.
Oh, Lord, in your mercy, have mercy on us.

Oh, Lord we are asking you please, to understand.
We are earnestly asking you to  heal our beloved homelands.
Answering the prayers of every boy and girl and every man
and woman. Who are earnestly and diligently seeking after you!

Oh, Lord we are beseeching you, to heal our divided homelands.
Let all the red, yellow, brown, black and white people realize we
are precious in your sight. You love the little children of the world.

Oh, Lord we are besmirching you, to heal our people. And dry every
single tear drop from our eyes. Chasing away all of our pain and sorrow.
Promising a brighter future and a better tomorrow. Praise your holy name!

Oh, Lord listen please all of your people, shall become freeborn.
Men and women boys and girls. Throughout every nation, and
kingdom all around your world. Even so come quickly Lord Jesus!

Oh, Lord lasting peace will come upon all of our lands.  When the kingdoms
of the world, become yours. When, time shall be no more. What wondrous joy is in store. When evil is vanquished forever more! Hallelujah! Praise be the Lord! A-Men!

Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
July 05, 2020

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