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The water lily mirror is her window
which she shares with frogs
In the woods, where wild flowers and herbs grow
She greets the sun at dawn
washing his golden locks in the morning dew
Few have seen her,
but many had heard about her
The sound of willow whistle
her song in an unfamiliar language
- the same song every night
as a ritual perhaps component of a ceremony
During the day she remains silent
Her woven wings in ethereal beauty
supernatural flies with the wind
Nature provides us with answers
if we listen, look and believe
My kitty realm blended with ur strapped on realm
Is a realm I wish to dwell
From insertion there is no doubt that lift off is under way
Sky rocketing past quick glimpses of the Milky Way
You stroke with fervency to make my kitty milky in every way
Digging in deeper as I moan by the Little Dipper
We've already taken off but please pull on my zipper
Let me splash all over the universe creating orgasmic waterfalls
I will in turn make U Niagara but I am now the only visitor of those wet walls
The lunar cycle we make circles around when I circle around ur clit
Takes me on vast voyages into the belly of a running cosmic pit
Fading off into each other's black holes combining juices making a tasty batter
This unknown component is not for you its only relevant to us in our dark matter
We've been going so long and hard a nebula has been created
The friction has compounded so much gas n dust the Stars have temporarily faded
It seems like new worlds have come about when we rock on one anothers axis
We go so intensely that we produce spiral galaxies recreating cosmic fantasies
From countdown to take off the galactical journey leaves me overwhelmed
But there's no place I'd rather be than with u on other REALMZ!!!
Resisting The Repression
Competition between a brother and sister
Rendition of an eighties song all about how much he miss her
War of attrition between two countries facing off without a resister
Ambition of an Olympian to only on race day end up with a blister
Loneliness creeping in before twightlight starts to break and linger
Ghostliness of a past love coming back like a harbinger
Cosiness of a warmth so engrained it lasts throughout the winter
Holiness of a man ordained with the essence of God in his little finger
Warning all who sit in comfort to stretch out beyond their horizons
Forming all the combinations but still required to sleep with the lights on
Storming through the degradation of more arguments to be right on
Mourning the loss of innocence as I’m forced to find a corner with which to fight from
Objectification of a woman by a powerful CEO
Rectification of a statement that would never have passed “go”
Unification of a people who they never wanted to know
Stupefaction of a system that is only there for show
Culmination of a problem as we sit behind screens in isolation
Rumination of a mind inclined to introspective observations
Declaration of a manifesto by a twisted mass shooter caught before the devastation
Aberration of the justice system as the innocent go without advocation
Sociopolitical violence everywhere you hate to look
Hypercritical eyes inside my silence as they analyse a new controversial book
Parasitical environmental activists looking for the next media stunt to hook
Neurotypical minds that are inclined to complain and then to sook
Elimination of the pain that resides in each passing new moment
Annotation of the grammar as I consider the next component
Liberation of a race that has lived under the rule of a tyrant
Consideration of all the elements predicting the next inquirement
Lamentation of the time that’s passed while reluctantly convalescing
Fragmentation of a life that’s lost while psychologically regressing
Cancellation of a genius comedian speaking the truth just like confessing
Aberration at this cultural shift as I I’ll be resisting all this repressing
The End Elizabeth Moroz copyright
Spoke Annifissium at Medym
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From water to soil, we continued.
All that I've at any spot known has been rottenness.
I can hear myself awakening close to the water spewed.
Each component of this second was essential to my awareness.
I needed to create this experience a piece of my life.
For quite a long time, I've envisioned myself as auld and dim.
My grandma's fondness, my youngster's delight, and strife.
I was drenched in your and my spirits joining time.
Among your and my bodies is a knot of all-out satisfaction.
We softened into one another in exotic yearning.
The sort of affection doesn't last in this section.
My head is overpowered with thoughts churning.
I realize every one of the firearms utilized before it was on me.
So I put my protective layer on and opened the fortitude entryway.
Fantasy dreams can infrequently solve as standard keys.
Some vaporous lines have been harmed away.
Then, at that point, I understand I'm speechless.
I feel as though I'm suffocating in my consideration.
I felt perplexed in the maze, reachless.
Because each untruth is made up of many assumptions.
There's most likely a channel plug.
Do you wish to be covered? Disintegration
I don't grasp whether this is a clean or a fatal drug
However, I trust tomorrow will be a day of action.
I can set to the side my feelings of dread.
It assumed responsibility for my apprehension and ambiguity.
A steel-clad article of clothing that encloses me as dead.
Carry me truly close to my thoughts and congruity.
Yet, it is the subtleties that we ignore.
This is the fundamental thing to me.
Furthermore, I need everything to explore.
Breathing stops for a short period under a tree.
Written: July 19, 2021
Brutus said to Cicero, “Hang on, let me get this straight-
A Hypernym's a collective noun?” “No, no”, said Cicero, “wait-
I'll give you an example if you let me have a minute,
'Weapon' is a Hypernym and all the hardware in it,
the swords, tridents, ballistas that are used by Roman forces
are Hyponyms, component parts, but not including horses”.
“By Jupiter! I've got it now!'” young Marcus Brutus yelled.
“Like Galantine” Cicero averred, “it finally has gelled.
I told you I could make it clear, Nullifidian no longer,
so Quid pro Quo- get out your purse and pay my invoiced Wonga”.
“ But what's an Antonym” said Brutus, “thought I'd throw that at ya”
“It's your best mate” sighed Cicero, “who married Cleopatra”.
Her independence deferred
History wipe, silenced in denial
Component of family unit secure
Current form stands as emblem
Entirety kindly quiet unheard
Cleansed of horror occured
Corpses buried won't stand trial
Heinous parade she could endure
Hosts pretense without problem
Outline dent, identity blurred
Safe matriarch role preferred
Sedating sandarac sent via smile
Dizzying aphrodisiac calamine cure
Disarming smooth cabochon gem
Exhibits traits 1950's referred
Dissolved scrag, unburdened
Drama curtains pull closing titles
Screenplay prosperity props are pure
Scripted mid century holds them
Outcast character murdered
Eleventh of New Year Era
For Mystic Rose Rose
Bring me Home
Poetry Contest
Tuesday
28th September 2021
Bring Me Home
Today back when
What I'd like to give you is
A subtle heady mix of perfume and cologne
Before or just incase my mind and
recognitions fail me
Based purely on my childhood memories
Of what my mother and father's
actually smelled like to me
Which was embedded and infused into the
threadbare carpets born out over time inside
our family home
That once I was eventually forced into
finally replacing
Was then lost in time forever unable to return
Wishing although brand new later I never
had to replace
Because something new never will be able
to evoke the sensibility of the past
And once it's finally gone ever able to replace
As something you simply took for granted
as a certain scent or smell
No 1 else on this earth possesses but them
Like mum retuning home from a long
hard 12 hour shift from the hospital
where she once nursed breezing bye
With an aromatic blend of industrial
detergent and cigarette smoke
And dad embedded with what can only
be described as electricity and T.C.P
Garnered from the tubes that we're the
main component in the back used to
power old t.v sets
Is what every night I pray to dream
Following whichever comes first mother's
perfume or dad's cologne
Bings me home
And may I also take this opportunity of thanking you
Oh Mystic
For making me take the time to
stop and smell the sweet scented
rose's of my past once again
And for reminding me just how truly blessed
and grateful I should be
Crystal white I see it drop slowly
With out effort it floats on its own
If you could halt its moments only
Lapsed in time its uniqueness shown
But why rob it of its time so slowly?
Precious seconds before its moment
Taking its place with others wholly
Because it’s part of a bigger component
A pictures tapestry begins to form
Its palette ready for the artist’s touch
What perfection today shall we perform?
An only depiction of the heavenly such
It’s agreed then as the artist begins to work
Creation’s sacrifice temporary cold it feels
But its labored result is a unique artwork
Seen now the artist’s angelic image reveals
The forgiveness fix
It was about time I made that decision to voluntarily change in feelings
I eagerly wanted to fix my attitude regarding common offenses o these negative emotions I gave towards others
I uttered these words hoping for a fix, but little did I know I would begin by saying
“Please forgive me for my actions and what I have done to you”
Saying these words increased my ability to wish well to those I have offended
Psychologically my concept and virtue had no benefits in the beginning, but I had to explore my religious thoughts while aligning them with medication I was drinking
I had no expectation of restorative justice and no response from my offender
Social and political dimensions had me letting go of anger and the hurt I was feeling
This resentment was strictly private and religiously spared to help myself forgive first
I had this faculty of forgiveness which had its place in the public affairs
I was a philosopher believing that forgiveness liberates resources both individual and collection in the face of the irreparable
My forgiveness was used interchangeably interpreted in many ways with my culture
My forgiveness was a key component in communication and progression with my offender maintaining an antecedent of forgiveness in understanding
Poet
Masego Nkuna