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When Caught In the Wreck of Her Gaze

II

And did his rash actions give this prince
Cause, in moments of troubling quietude,                 
To ruefully ponder on all which could not
Be rewound?                                              
A lamentable lack of honourableness and
Uncemented fortitude                                     
Which brought those crashing towers down;               
An inevitability borne from the desperation
Of his passions...                                       
So unlike her own desperate passions contained 
Inside the hapless extremities of a single gaze.    
Her obvious compliance; the tawdriness of this
Sordid contract enabling an old-fashioned                
Demand for dutiful obedience...but still betrayed          
By a resigned sort of hopelessness. The futility of  a
Guilt; his schoolboy-pawing of the tensioned strap;  
Your revulsion; his constant bolstering...the 
Belittling with that inane, maddening, witless chat.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member I Wandered Lonely As a Life

"I wandered lonely as a cloud" -- William Wordsworth


I wandered lonely as a life
bereft of joy by reason’s cloud
to sling invective like a scythe
from perched on high, lofty and proud.
Naught from my lips but bile and scorn,
delight extinguished, long since shorn.

Imprisoned by my intellect,
I held my neighbor in disdain,
the simpletons who genuflect,
lift voice in praise to gods inane.
Devoid of purpose, meaningless,
inflicting pain, I caused distress.

Ensconced in fog, truth thus eludes,
for nothing blinds like one’s own will,
prolongs the moral turpitude,
bolstering self yet further still.
The darkness bears an evil grin,
a putrid corpse, lest dawn breaks in.

But worlds come crashing down, of course.
A penetrating shaft of light
that sears at first, causes remorse,
illumines one’s desperate plight.
A warmth then flushes on the face
by blood reborn, restored by grace.

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for the I Wandered Lonely as --- Challenge Poetry Contest
sponsored by Natasha L Scragg
written on 09/18/2022
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Generational Sin

Conception :  bloodline memory, generational sin, twisted inheritance :  whispers ,”you can’t choose, you won’t win,”. 
Facing internal overflow, remains too high a goal  , what is sown will surely grow.
Generations of people failing connect to correct what has happened; unfortunately will now become what is. 
 Self hate  solidifies the ick, that eats the body from within. That elephant in the room, slowly begins to suffocates Gods knit together creation .
A babe born, a family riddled with chains unbroken: symptoms and signs slow and hidden, 
such as a whiny child with unkept hair, with a restlessness , with desperate cries for attention. 
This is not a child’s  load to bare . 

Disease lurks and feeds off of parental avoidance of their own adolescent  despair. 
DNA limitations and generational sin, oozes under layers of tissue, bone and skin. Producing generations of cancer, diabetes, depression al etched deep within. 

Red flag warning: This is how it is , this  how it’s been. 
Genetically  Hardwired to deceive , as the previous generations suffered immoral consequences, justifications and disease: all caused by generations of sin. 


Bolstering belief that this family bloodline was created from sin.
 Children are born and are meant to be essential,
Instead the light in their  soul is dimmed
 they have no idea that they hold unlimited God given potential.

Without someone to say, enough is enough, 
This has to stop , 
the silent killer will continue with this notion  
That No one in this family has any right to healthy promotion 
 Generational sin has been well camouflaged 
Throughout the years of  established wrongs and settled acceptance .
A routine life that consists of mediocre song and dance.  
Don’t be fooled by this , you don’t have to remain in that dark grip, 
you don’t have to accept what your parents and grandparents thought and  did. Turn around and face  your inner demons ,
Imposed limitations and generational sins

And say, “ I’m done, no more living this way, I’m gonna win, and overcome what my past generations have settled with, silently accepted sin. “
Form: Other

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Another typical insipid day
the sweet, crimson glowing ember
falling revealing the lustrous serenity 
of kaleidoscopic skies 
Elysian whispers around 
my remaining canvas of arid
Gossamer and prosaic filled voids
replaces citrine, saffron nirvana
Bodies surrounding shimmer effulgent colors
I'm yet to remain in my dull ashen-sparked cave
A sudden delirious shriek 
gleeful, exuberant faces
twisted into pale onyx terror 
An apocalyptic doomsday guaranteed 
Terminal of mankind ; destruction of  
of earth prophesied 
Everyone's glistening resplendent canvases 
splattered grim trepidation 
Painted with oblivion; like mine
with included kneaded dollops of overwrought 
Perhaps the revolutionary, prodigious hysteria 
sparked fluorescent inspiration 
My ebony pedestrian now being sparkled 
in an euphoric nostalgic feeling
A persistent voice echoing;

...

An exploded erosion of scarlet filled emotions
I clutch my brush and become the creator I once was; 
Amongst the cacophonic abyss  
painting an ephemeral, nebulous word 
into my perennial realms of cerulean hopes
Brushstrokes of light touched canary among daffodil fields 
Turning into shapes of radiant marigold inspiration 
painted over leftovers of monotonous drab
In the end's haunting echo of emptiness 
I found my exuberant-buttercup passions of a sunlit meadow
My bolstering voice of ivory whispered inspirations
I am an azure propelling star among cobalt filled echoes
of forgotten melodies  
I've reimagined my painted chiaroscuro perspectives, 
crafting a bold artistic masterpiece
Form: Lyric

The Propagation of Hate

Malignant gangrenous political cancer
     corrupts, festers, and poisons United States,
     thus opposition cannot wait,
especially since Gospel in accordance

     with feeble minded Donald Trump
     implemented wrought ugly trait,
particularly obliteration, sans progressive
     human rights legislation

     more or less pronounced positive
     in every L ionized Nittany or cotton bowl state
and ratiocination inherent within
     mine Democrat oriented mind doth rate

this forty fifth president (defect)
     with sawdust packing
     his noodle oven egotistical pate
trophy wife (spouse number three),

     a Slovenia mate
donning "I don't care anymore"
     t-shirt rousing media firestorm of late
essentially silently corroborating,

     fostering, and illuminating hate
mutely bolstering the Trump anthem,
     viz make America great
again, which pathless,

     pithless, and pointless aim
     roars like an earsplitting runaway freight
     train oblivious of wailing soul asylum,
     that no era meets said criteria

     backtracking time machine before
     rightful indigenous occupants of this land
     got decimated as one after another
     exploiter did inundate

(comprising a multitude
     of indigenous variety of village people
indignantly subjected to Genocide,
     when first "discoverer"

     of new land didst promulgate
activation wrought deliberate sealed fate
vis a vis capitulation, demolition,
     and extirpation, cuz

     a scathing rebuke aye attest,
     those murderers didst equate
worthlessness of
     so called "Indians" on 1492 date,

and still remnants of storied tribes,
     now attempt to create
historical documentation operate
ting with limited resources to adjudicate.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 
Food methinks doth buzzfeed drumbeat agog
at pyrotechnics July 4th, 2018 shared as blog
posts, a falsehood prevails which dog
gone “FAKE” brewed watered down grog
posits that the majority of Colonialists stay hog

tied to strict task masters, and mainly the scant 
upperclass experienced autonomy, 
     no matter the under class didst futilely rant
and rave with the occasional 
     uprisings over time did grant 
minimal appeasement to stifle violent kant!
Form: Epic


In This House

...youth’s awakening eyes witnessed
the loss of heritage of light.
Shadows constantly calling,
bringing a nearness to the secretive night.

A surge of crimson droplets -
a soothing sense of control of fears.
Still, a darkness grows,
devouring hopes, over many years.

A purgatory of shame,
leaves a gasp for an agony of death.
Pelting rain and howling winds,
fill the chambers and captures ones breath.

The storm keeps raging - 
birthing a bolstering darkness.
Pain: Persistent. Paralyzing
a mind leaking what is broken.

Quivering, in a darkening dream I lay -
alone.
Shadows, still, calling me home.
Leaving me to rot, reprieve - to atone.
Form: Lyric

Mend My Wounds

Hover over my trauma, sharp as a vulture, swoop
Surround old scenarios with an offer to devour
Wipe the memory card of pain I play on loop
Grab my glitches with talon weapon power
Wounds bouncing red announce danger


Jab at, stab, peck out infection, empty of pulse
Rip it, sniff the adrenalin, swallow all sorrow 
Pluck eyeball delicate, until blank as dolls'
They blink thanks, hurt healer Hallowed
Wounds open have happiness follow


Latch onto my carcass, alight at cliff side guard 
Reptilian talons take off, lift me limp and ripe
Black soil fall apart, fresh organs' harvest
Seasons redefined by your vital swipe
Wounds swept ride a wayward kite


Feather buffer bolstering capable chest convex
Adopts torment, swiftly rids it from intruder                                           
Cleansed, amended by aves benevolence 
Oblivious to doubt with bathed bruises
Tandem scourers never marooned




                            18th April 
            Empathy ate pain
Form: Rhyme

Number Forty Six White House Occupant Re

Number forty six - White House occupant re:
guarding President elect Joe Biden

Within mein hermitage
now dwells one euphoric troglodyte who wept
upon hearing unbelievable news,
(albeit at snail's pace schlepped
finally proclamation emancipation
gave reasonable rhyme yours truly to ejaculate
(not prematurely), subsequently I leapt

into the air, and kept
myself aloft completing
one after another sumersault and except
for minor nuisance of gravity
nevertheless landed feet first and crept
back into mine mancave adept
to survive alone in the wilderness.

Seventy four million popular votes
tallied across country,
gives ample reason to grind hips and bump,
(cuz the most votes
cast for any presidential candidate in history),
which Republican contender finally plopped
hook line and anchored

courtesy Taj Mahal replica sinker
into dustbin of history
good riddance electorate voted out
loutish oaf, which voters chose to dump
best mandated to cavort with zoot suited frump
on any given Wednesday available to hump
rotund barenaked lady merging
into humongous protoplasmic lump.

Caught red handed concerning
more'n where's the beef
stole 2016 election
under nose of Hillary Clinton
abused role, when tasked
as commander in chief

good ole Charlie Brown nemesis
caused nothing but grief,
hence yours truly quite elated
upon occasion when figurative new leaf
turned over and booted out
as more onerous than Baghdad thief.

Hit the ground running
with nary a second to waste
Joe Biden, Kamala Harris and company
proving their steely eyed mettle
after victory lap Democrats did taste

usher in COVID-19 game plan
bolstering pandemic defences
where prior administration sorely misplaced
priorities United States Lady Liberty
wantonly, undeservedly, subsequently
her reputation disgraced.

Hope springs eternal - ah tis amazing grace
yours truly suddenly brimming with optimism
able bodied diverse cabinet to erase
formerly inept sycophants with intentions base
running amok within White House

at long last competent candidate won the race
adieu Donald Trump, who
did disappearing act at Mar-A-Lago without a trace
sore loser teed off absent American
delivering his humiliating defeat coup de grâce.
Form: Rhyme

Pretentious

Full court press on the press 
an all out assault on speech 
verbose wit-nitts sowing deceit supremes masquerading liberators

an all out assault on speech 
university protest branded 
supremes masquerading liberators fabulist executive derided 

university protest branded
agitators bolstering antisemitism 
fabulist executive derided 
the light on genocide 

agitators bolstering antisemitism 
tattooed ICE on immigration 
the light on genocide
muted body snatchers

tattooed ICE on immigration 
NPR CNN DOGE DOA
muted body snatchers
power play MEGAphone

NPR CNN DOGE DOA
funds deemed unfundamental
power play MEGAphone
spitting lies into the wind

Funds deemed unfundamental
Full court press on the press
Spitting lies into the wind 
Supremes masquerading liberators
Form: Pantoum

Pretentious

Full court press on the press 
an all out assault on speech 
verbose wit-nitts sowing deceit
supremes masquerading liberators

an all out assault on speech 
university protest branded 
supremes masquerading 
liberators fabulist executive derided 

university protest branded
agitators bolstering antisemitism 
fabulist executive derided 
the light on genocide 

agitators bolstering antisemitism 
tattooed ICE on immigration 
the light on genocide
muted body snatchers

tattooed ICE on immigration 
NPR CNN DOGE DOA
muted body snatchers
power play MEGAphone

NPR CNN DOGE DOA
funds deemed unfundamental
power play MEGAphone
spitting lies into the wind

Funds deemed unfundamental
Full court press on the press
Spitting lies into the wind 
Supremes masquerading liberators
Form: Pantoum

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