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They're Cute At This Age

subtitled:  The Bolder Boys  (rivals of The Golden Girls)
written for a word bank contest - twenty really weird ones

Two graying seniors with appalling chimera
bantering back and forth - mental meandering. 
Be it mirage or dreams from another era - 
they diminish the other's philandering.

Fanfaronade - from high school boys I would expect
now it re-appears in quite perceptible measures
from our retired magistrate whom I quite suspect
of erroneous accounts of addled pleasures.

While his cohort, an erratic ex-engineer
relates with brazen gibberish his tete a tetes.
At one time more clear and swift of eye and ear,
on blogs they ordain to publish communiqués.

I have found no diffidence which they jeopardize
making harmless though delectable advances, 
Noted but honest attempts to digitize
their forte, their skill in dubious romances.

I offered an honorarium of great size
for the first one who would divest his florid page
of any contentious items - to sanitize.                              .
Gaga girlfriends grin and gush. They're cute at this age.

September 18, 2021
Form: Quatrain


The Spook

Cold was the night when I sat down
The dimples on my cheeks were brown
When they're supposed to be bright red
The fear had gone into my head
I began scribbling with my pen
Words flowed out from that inky den
And danced with the flickering candlelight
Like Goosebumps tales told at night
Indeed it was a gruesome sight
Alone with ghouls of fear and fright
Stories were spewed and told again
Of wars, trust, betrayal and pain
of dragons, knights and leprechauns
And Chimera dining with djinns and fauns
Where Wellington cried Waterloo
And China hugged the Spanish flu
I was caught unaware that time flies
Caught in Anansi's web of endless lies
And bestial shapes spurned the papyrus
Groveled in oil exhumed from Cyprus
As Bucephalus crowned Archimedes
With the golden armor of Diomedes
The LNM stilled the North seas
The West, under siege from zom- bees
And the myth and magic of the ethereal
That mad, mad world, unseen for real
All came as one in blatant prose
There time and my pen both froze
The cosmos had let and closed the deal
The life surged to the inky seal
I felt a sudden chill down m'spine
Just at my door was Frank-in-stein
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Colorful

Colorful or Chimera Contest 8-30-23
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Colorful

Separate the tangled tresses of black
Into the colored strands of sheer rainbows,
Release magic of marigold held back,
Mystery of amber lilac in rose.

Let sapphire soar again, where dreams wander,
Free soft amaranth in a bashful blush
Deliver cardinal’s song then ponder
Orange pizazz, crimson inferno’s rush.

Unbind the razzmatazz in raucous red
Unwind evergreen in shamrock dances 
Untie amethyst thistles from tight threads
Loosen silk sable’s haunting hues of romance.

Liberate hidden checkmates of darkness
In bursting jubilees, banning starkness.
Form: Sonnet

Doughnut Man Seeks Insubstantial Woman of Substance

"Doughnut Man Seeks Insubstantial Woman of Substance"



Doughnut Man 
seeks ghost whole 
to fit his missing peace

Chimeric Dream Girl
seeks holesome man
who has her back


(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)





“Perfect” (12” … Remix)/ The The
https://youtu.be/ttKdwTDtifU







"People turn around with unseeing eyes
They're looking for something that doesn't exist
The world you once knew is being eaten up by rust
No-one has time for the past, but still, in God they trust
The future is now, but it's all going wrong
Bodies good for nothing, but it's to nothing they belong
People say their prayers and some work hard
If you give them all your money, they'll give you their hearts
This town ain't going like a ghost town
It's going like hell...."














chimeric 
adj.
1. Relating to or being an organism, part, or molecule that is a chimera.
2. Relating to a monoclonal antibody produced from the cells of a nonhuman organism, usually in which a portion of the antibody has been replaced with a human sequence of amino acids. This is done in the laboratory by replacing part of the DNA sequence in the nonhuman cells with a sequence of human DNA.


chimeric 
adj.
1.Of, relating to, or in the nature of an illusion; lacking reality:
chimerical, delusive, delusory, dreamlike, hallucinatory, illusive, illusory, phantasmagoric, phantasmal, phantasmic, visionary.
2. Existing only in the imagination:
chimerical, conceptual, fanciful, fantastic, fantastical, imaginary, notional, unreal, visionary.



LYRICS/ “Perfect”, The The 
https://genius.com/The-the-perfect-lyrics

Premium Member Mystic Yawn

Xylometry zaffre zacaton swirl on hyaloid "penumbra phylum". 
            "Magniloquent melodic" apodictic vinculum survey.
            "Wandering wispy whooshes" by wisps of weird warbles.
            "An augur awash" in dew shrivels grapevine burst.
            "Chapter claim crafted" up by chimera once called an alibi.
            "Baud beat" of boxy beauty, barren trees with fuzzy bark acoustic. 

"Unsustainable vastitude whips" to leave an open sky.
            "Myrsine moon marble", magical gem idol aroma.
             "Ritzy rag ravisher" mesh shining in a flame with an azure 
              saw.
             "Sumptuous Sirius in somber" spell mixed glory to find my 
              pattern.

Written: September 14, 2022
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse


Premium Member Day Peep Minstrel

Mellow mantras, 
   daub my ear,
     with rapt sultry 
       opal   peals, 
    whilst entwining,
      seamless sheath,
        of aural vista,
          whose magic wand,
             sedates yet enthusiast,
              of this morning  nomad, 
            whose quixotic quill,
        aches for ardent dawn,
    to tranquilize meandering, 
      muse off target,
     focus on,
   aurora spectrum, 
    day-peep pageant, 
  of  pristine pink,
      demure aligned,
        sun  horizon  hover,
          gliding gold wisps,    
             fleeting blue ray,
           chimera or mood swing,
         dalliance of dust grain, 
             as I allude to,
        gleaming dewdrops,
     In lofty lyric,
        prompt from,
   green leaf rustle,
      or grey twig tweak,
  silver  stream murmur, 
    moist  babble of,
      hushed hints,
      rush and ripple,
        froth rimmed swirl,
  vapour vortices visceral,
   whet my creative juice,
     from lucent pools,
           can I imagine,
     wondrous tactile trails
Form: Imagism

Premium Member Chimera

and in my dream fantasy ...
       I find my beloved Chimera horse
      he is quite beautiful, magical and wild
          with great feathery wings breathtaking  
his mane is a flowing river when he runs
  his coat striking brownish shades of brindle
         we leap and fly in my dreamy dream ...

            ~ over forests lush in hues of green
and valleys deep ...  dark with mystery
   my own hair a golden river streaking in the night
       oh, my heart swells with love for Chimera 

         as the moon sails across the sky
    Chimera and I drink
           in the night and stars ...
he knows my emotions like when I am sad
  and gives me kisses and nudges his affection
          sometimes we lay on the cool grass
my head on his body looking up at the twinkling above
   and he feels so real to me
       not a figment and not an illusion
              but a real breathing lovely horse
he just happens  ... to have wings ...

               ~  he found me in a dream years ago
 and comes to me unbidden to soothe 
              my weather-stained soul and broken heart
                          oh, moon, your light is failing ...  
 ... and Chimera must fade away 

___________________
April 2, 2021


Poetry/Free Verse/Chimera
Copyright Protected, ID 04-1343-524-02
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France

Written for the Premier contest, This And That, Vol 1
sponsor, Edward Ibeh, Judged 04/10/2021

Fifth Place

Premium Member Chimera World

Chimera World

                         Ghostly  midnight Moon
                                              on crescent brink
                                               made me a wink.
                         Behind clouds fled soon
                                               in eye of blink.

                       Loitering in maze
                                          on deep dense dream, 
                                                I had to scream.
                      I slipped, when to gaze
                                                  through mosaic brim.

                     Local guardian 
                                             of my hostel
                                             put me in cell.
                    Perfect puritan
                                             pushed me in hell.
           
                    Angel from Heaven
                                          appeared in void
                                          as an android.                                
                   and brought in garden.
                                        My heart rejoiced.
Form: Rhyme

Janus Face

Life is a Janus-faced Siren—
willfully whimsical, childishly adamant,
It is death’s nemesis, the soul’s swan song
a black widow, a scheming enchantress,
a mirage, an elusive chimera!

Not everybody gets to realize their dreams,
their fondest wishes, their most fanciful whims.

Some days you’ll get to bring home the moon
and days when you can’t even light a candle 
to dispel your haunting shadows;

There are times when you 
can harness the whirlwind,
At times it’ll be a struggle 
just to breathe to stay alive;

Sometimes the wind is a zephyr 
and at times a sweeping gale,
Sometimes the way is 
a long stretch of freeway,
and, more often than not,
Oh, life leads you down a rocky road.

Sometimes you get to ride the jaguar,
and at times
you chug along on a jolly jalopy.

Tread lightly into her lair
lest you provoke her ire;
A true confidant of Time
together they play havoc
with the soul of man,
Stripping him of all his luster
all his flamboyant spirit—

Hold on to her …But not too dearly
Let go off her … But not too wantonly
Walk not behind her … But neither lead
Fall in steps with her and waltz with the beat of time!

Our Librarian

OUR LIBRARIAN

I once remember the
Librarian in my college  
Meticulous ,and savvy
His love for knowledge 
Knows no bound.  

I once remember the 
Librarian in my University
A man with a large heart for others 
His glasses perking on his nose
His Professorial “penkelemesi” like
Grey hair connotes love for research.

                But

I cannot but ask which librarian is this?
I cannot but query the insidious sudden
Love of this Huckster for knowledge
I cannot but be surprised at his hubbub
Declaration for his Library launch.

Oh ye people of our land!
Lets all give ovation du applaud to
Our land’s new Librarian.

The very one who rakes in seven
Of a billion cowries in a hurry
In the all looters Library launch.

The very one whose hatred for education
Towers so high and hit all towers of ivory.

The very atrocious leader of the ruling bandit
Whose avidity for money stares us in the face.

The very leading African Chimera whose
Chicanery  we cannot measure
Has now suddenly fall in love with knowledge.

The very blood brother of “Haruna”on our campus
 Who votes irritating meager resources for education
He is now our  own celebrated Librarian.


The very illiterate Mechanic whose
Baleful gaze alone destroys our land’s Library
He is now our dreadful Librarian.

Sorry ,we know our Librarians
Our Libraries , we are acquainted with    
Our Libraries are of obsolete materials
Ours is of more archaic facilities 
With books and non books available 
Two moons ago still branded new editions 
This is our own Libraries.

Let the new Librarian disburse the seven
Of a billion cowries to our Libraries
Let him pump cowries into our education
Let their be more modern Libraries in our land 
For is it of a nation that values knowledge
That gets the best of knowledge today and morrow .



Alayande Stephen .T
16th April, 2006
05.25pm


For Mr President 's special Library launch.

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