Long Chaperone Poems
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Feelings
Feelings that become rebellious
Uncontrolled and unrestrained
Often times will cause disorder
They will leave a good name stained
Feelings that are sentimental
When not balanced, curbed or checked
Even when they give some pleasure
Still they may gravely affect
Even love can be an illness
As much as pity can be a vice
Often common sense is silenced
For it would for sure chastise
Feelings can be sly and tricky
If not cornered they run wild
They are stubborn and relentless
Like a rash and boisterous child
Feelings sometimes can get darker
When they part from joy and glee
As they roam in gloomy places
They lose hope and fantasy
Feelings are a curious party
They thrive when with a chaperone
But they can cause much tribulation
When left unguided and alone.
Wendy Nipas
So much of my life, I spent being lost
Walking in circles, scratching dates off
There was always music playing, I heard
I danced to the beat, ignoring the words
It’s as if I were sheltered from intense emotion
There was no extreme. I just had to keep going
I was living oblivious to passion and pain
Beneath an umbrella, Avoiding the rain
I mixed and mingled. Got lost in the crowd
There wasn’t a chaperone, to call me out
Could nobody tell? Did nobody see?
I had no soul, inside of me
An empty vessel with a smile of paint
It wasn’t true life. I was only a fake
When I finally awoke from my generous slumber
I saw everything clear, perfect detail, in numbers
I saw the clock for the first time, really
I kid you not, though, it may sound silly
Things were so scary and different from before
I saw the end coming, but yearned for much more
I wish I could return to my former self
Armed with knowledge from a higher shelf
So I’d have a heads up, for what was to come
To soften the sound of life’s wake up drum
This poetic attempt an abbreviation
how biological insemination
(minus in vitro fertilization)
seeds latent *****sapiens reproduction
possibly since moment of conception,
whereby inchoate progeny
impossible to sustain
fantastic, holistic, terrific... weatherization
against prejudicial germs
that elude uterine infiltration
entering womb thru fallopian tube,
or courtesy external drive
re: environmental perturbation
microscopically initiating
biological emancipation
thank you prick llama chin
please withhold ovation
setting in cellular division motion
begetting August poetic
jejune chain reaction
triggering anonymous
reader to yawn nonstop - definite indication
that yours truly induces excitation
in short shrift inducing
somniferous maximization,
yet for those readers
still awake lemme thank
your much ado about
nothing voluntary solicitation
to decrypt poetic
explanation, explication, exploration...
not asking concordance or agreement (ha)
without being redundant, nor repetitive
with my matted trademark communication
detailing mine opinion
courtesy quasi succinct elaboration
i.e. during the process
of in utero gestation
the embryo/fetus absorbs influences -
sorry no summation
in sight, not even
at anticipated parturition
cuz effects upon psyche of unborn
(unknown even by the twelfth night)
even after birth manifestation
within mind of next generation
heavily impacted courtesy
infernal contribution
despite most commendable
effort at postnatal
efforts to chaperone
son/daughter insulation
against prejudice virtually
impossible mission
(even spectre Tack Cuéllar,
viz ghost of Peter Graves
unable to succeed at extirpation
unfavorable antisemitism, bigotry, cruelty...
I concur religious,
racial, nationality... integration,
could certainly help deescalation
hmm... boot perhaps...
maybe not total elimination...,
yet such salient measure
could help offset blatant
outright, pervasive, queasy...
lifelong societal and personal ramification,
this targeted token
"scapegoat" closes his wordy attestation.
*Image of Between Doors by Hope.
As Shadows Mend
A lingering bravura form ... dawn midst twilight's brilliance,
It sprung a length of an unscathed course -- accidentally,
The mute vim snugly stamped unfilled, credulous of malice,
Flightiness stemmed from this silhouette, soulless oddity,
Fractured sewn plots hint of ambrosia, ere glint of the sun,
Crept o'er beauts dead asleep flit promenade the *Champs Elysees,
This undertaker gleams green edges, tickling haunting fun,
Furtive's sourced the virgin-less dove, resting on eggs well pleased,
Furtherance strengthen cloaks, catnapped air revives to a squeeze,
Contingent hollow burdened by hyped growth and fancy streams,
Swarming hodgepodge, dynamism idled, abandoned, charms ease,
Consequential happenings, capricious woodland's sprite dreams,
Curiousness provoked benchmarks, advance said grey graveness,
Flummoxed o'er see-through luminance, that occult pseudonym,
The breathless saunters towards pronounced distant concaveness,
Prompts closeness of wormed anomaly, like some phantom limb,
Chanced, faced with faceless, instantaneously, sensed a warmth,
'Twas pacific this heightened soul tried to claim yond circumstance,
A cleansing consumed me whole, doleful went yielding a formed,
While Lunar's wanting depth, Sol's dawn, striking a winks askance.
The darkroom flights emptiness to illuminate alone,
Receptive rays liberates imprisoned eyes to wander,
Aims set, spirits exalted, aids cognizant chaperone,
Nippy night solicited valor, daydreams come yonder.
*Champs Elysees (SHOHNZ-eh-LEE-zeh): a major avenue in Paris famous for elegant shops and cafes
~~Happiest 2022 Dreamers, Aloha!~~
2021 December 28
A Girls Night Out
They were there, the girls,
each attired in appropriate finery,
clashing generational coifs,
varied displays of fine jewelry,
diamonds, gold bracelets, barrettes,
classic stiletto heels, sparkling sneakers
and a well worn, sensible black shoe.
Four beautiful women going out
and I the lucky man to attend them.
My daughter, beautiful, bronze skinned
excited to be chaperoned by dad,
My wife, radiant and proud to be
a part of this after dark quartet.
Moms, and Grandmas, fretting
over their children and
Great Grandma fretting over
her children’s, children’s, children.
Happy and proud, to share an evening
with each other, alone, together.
And I, the chaperone,
the sole invited guest.
John G. Lawless
5/31/2014
In the frozen grip of winter's chaperone,
Cinderella gets walzted in like a dirty faced hussy.
As light and darkness stand side by side
in a battle for her supremacy.
Godmother has the ground vermin rousted up
from their hidden abodes.
Busy fashioning her apparels and pearly things.
But kissing in their modes.
Dreams that have lied dormant promise the moon,
meets with sunbeams fresh advances, with golden threads of dress-up in swoon.
New pickup lines and peer reviews
to peak at her pinnacle lines.
Fresh new light clings to the hem of misty morn,
sown at her delicate feat, like diadems.
Promised in consecrated dew-drops newly born.
The fowl caress the air in synchronized swim,
in salvos of savoir faire,
bannering rehearsal,
the reversal of Death's Nadir.
Much work to do in presenting.
Gonna have a good show.
Godmother tends to her proper dress.
Tries to tone down her exude of amoress.
Winter looks tacitly, concerned-
from the cold distance,
but is lit up by the way Spring looks back
in her gratitudes,
when she turns,
bows and curtseys at her complicit,
Majesty.
I had heard about the new cult in town, the gray rabbit express
It was stated that the followers did not show much happiness
They dressed in gray outfits, dresses usually, and rabbit ears
What is your main concern? I asked the sheriff. What are your fears?
I wonder if these girls were abducted, you need to interview them.
at the gate I was turned around by guard dog named Flem.
knew what his name was because he had a sign on his collar, in blue.
I ran from this compound, feeling threatened, ‘tis true.
The girls did not attend public school, but they sometimes came to town.
never alone; their chaperone was close and always gave a frown.
I tried to speak to them a few times, but they ignored me and my voice.
I gave up finally, said the most aggressive interviewer in town, Mrs. Joyce.
I saw four of them on the street one day, walking in a solemn line.
I said good day and asked how they were, none of them said “fine”.
They ignored me as if I had not spoken at all, brainwashed maybe.
Soon joined by another cult chaperone, her lapel said McGee.
She sits in her room alone and waiting
Bursting to bloom is her anticipating
This girl so young just a teenager at heart
One day to adventure for her life to kick start
She grew up reserved never venturing out
Believing she was ugly her mind so in doubt
Boyfriends she's never had close friends kept at bay
No childhood deserves this not growing up to play
Then out of the blue to the school ball she is asked
Her mind now in circles showing it's protective mask
The night arrives, in turmoil she sits waiting
So beautifully dressed, soon to be dating
Her apprehension runs riot, her life crying for change
To live so normal and rid this inner derange
As she turns to the door her eyes starting to tear
A glow lights the room as a beautiful red rose appears
Slowly she turns as she captures the sight
This flower so red emitting this light
This beauty of nature with it's petals so bloomed
Radiate as they grace around her bedroom
At the top of the stairs soon she'll walk down
Into the arms of her date, wearing the most beautiful gown
To the school ball she will go, with her chaperone
When the red rose was released, no longer she'll be alone
Sophia's ABC Masquerade Ball
A masquerade ball of wisdom’s wisdom in a wink and a smile
Blessings in disguise –uncovered - not hidden in plain sight
Costume ball for aha moments comfortable in their own skin
Dancing discernments so light on their feet – dancing on air -
Elegant eloquence self-evident - no charades behind masks or eyes filled with stars
Festive fundamentals of sweet understanding trip the light fantastic -
Getting into the groove – give it a whirl - no two left feet for
Humble agreement unifying two dancer’s cotillion
Intuition’s insights of infinite wisdom unmasked in understanding
Jump and jive when discovered quite by surprise
Kissed by sheer delight and laughter or caressed in consolation
Lifetimes of proverbs accept the invitation to fill their dance cards, live and learn,
Maxims and mottos – mothers of invention – chaperone this carnival -
Nods of recognition in nuggets of wisdom cross finite dance floors -
Over the moon when asked to dance - little words speaking volumes -
Perspective and simplicity slow dance to shower pennies from Heaven,
Quick as a wink, on the masquerade queen for a day;
Ribbons of common threads rendezvous in a boogie-woogie
Silver linings revealed by the star struck song and a dance;
Transparent masks of second sight glimpse into common ground
Unveiling tigers of truth not pouncing but purring softly in waltzes -
Vanish the shadows of disagreement – not cutting in on virtuous patience
Whirling in a dance joined by the rhythm of deep agreement where
X marks the spot as inspired ideas rejoice in shared understanding
Yielding precious pearls – treasure of the tender memo received - read and acknowledged -
Zeroing in on Sophia’s masquerade ball.
N/A 6-12-20
It's halloween I'm babysitting, little horrors crawl from their cradles
I'm not a happy chaperone, these kids are becoming quiet unstable
Frankenstein's unscrewed some bolt, his head's hanging by a cable
Dracula drank five Bloody Marys, now he's talking complete babel
Wolf-boy's climbing walls, I nailed his paws rendering him incapable
Wicked witch's making potions, with soiled diapers and sugar maple
The crazed Mummy's eating bandaids, he looks even more disabled
Evil twins are slashing each other's faces, I'm running out of staples
Skinny skeleton kid's choking to death, stuffing his face with bagels
The exorcist cannot stay still, keeps spinning her head on the table
Johnny's home! chopping doors, I'm outta here my heart's not able
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10/30/2021