Long Consortium Poems
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She was half asleep in the auditorium
Finding this new year’s curriculum
Dreadfully burdensome and cumbersome
So altogether utterly drearisome
When all of a sudden she heard beating of a drum
And started feeling audaciously adventuresome
With an incredible urge to visit an aquarium
Or race a shopping cart through an emporium
Or follow Hansel and Gretel’s every crumb
Either way her head was filled with wild delirium
With compulsions not meant to overcome
And hankerings to live life to the maximum
Elude deplorable feelings grum or glum
By keeping cheerful and upbeat consortium
Dance through gardens of chrysanthemum
Or plant fields brimful of sublime red geranium
My heart and soul seeking invigorating equilibrium
Embrace passion in its premium platinum sensorium
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Your memories, a perpetual stream of visitors.
Memories bursting with daring adventures.
Conquering the Kilimanjaro with an intimate artistic alliance.
Madness in the sky, a utter nutty experience of you flying a plane over the shore of Indian ocean,
extreme manoeuvres, you called it 'Top Gun Style'
with that, I said “shoot me down, I'm already dead”.
Traversing across a deserted island, detached from the world.
Stranded in the vast plains of Serengeti with a broken car and the unseen wild animals.
A taste of mystical wilderness of Africa, an insight to fragile life in a dangerous zone.
You drinking my share of Masai's ritual cattle blood drink,
vegetarianism was my lame excuse,
but you remained unconvinced
Exploring a volcanic mountain, never again toxic fumes fill my lungs.
Creation of life through our spiritual consortium,
where two lives emerged from me, carrying parts of you.
Climbing mountains with our offsprings with all the craziness of crying and yelling.
These eternal moments, I re-live on a quotidian in the sweet realm of my memories.
My soul honours our timeless connection, yet a temporary union of our presence.
Today in my heart, I carry your bestowed legacy of thrill seeking, adventurous, exciting, epic 'live in the moment.
Form:
*"A tribute to "Pops" (Joe), (04/23/31-01/20/24) though what pans below mirrored life in the States for me, not Pops, but for two years at The Home before he passed, I'd drank tea cause he's unable to have strong or spicy etc. Once a month, though the last few months I drank alone. It was something that he shared, for you Pops." ... by Poet
'Twas a relatively crispiness in the clambering yawn,
a consortium of sorts setting up right across the lawn,
as duskiness drew up her covers relinquishing the day,
embossed intricately recently polished grace silver tray,
atop bears a quaint setting of Old Country Royal Alberts,
ah, yes, tea cups, dually statured and ushering desserts,
if you would please pour just a cup for me, for as you can see,
my 'friend's asleep at the wheel, engine's off, eve doesn't agree,
a host to vividness terms of circumstance circulated,
guesswork nature that entertains the uncoordinated,
the fumbling hands placed to the left or right be it a catchphrase,
a righteous smile of approval amicably gifts it weighs,
astir Pekoe, instants an intrusive bay fronts pleasantries,
prompts us of our intimacy adds value to home's sea breeze,
a nose full of redolent tea defines memories of us,
of times he drove us to school, then to doctors, still drives the bus,
a nodding gesture non flirtatious enthusiasm rises,
occasions an exceeding specialized intrigue comprises,
be a tea for two, Broadway Avenue, a smothered venue,
food cart with mixed tarts, lined signs of sweet kinds, beseeches of you,
I and my friend, who sleeps now and then, had two cups of Pekoe,
tea for my friend, it's not Pekoe, health-bot boy, it's Almond Joy,
'tis a pleasure, airs like a loon, trends sans measure, depth crescent moon,
he won't mind, he's sleeping--are you sure, yes, we're having friends soon,
they're here, ambulance? send them here--no rush, their skills aren't needed.
He felt his life poor--driving, "Pops, we made it--you succeeded."
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Fantasy Library
Xanadu was embraced with philodendron,
Palace-like architecture, the plant went on,
and on, weaved its way around the corridor
Light luminated thru high ceilings of grandeur
As I entered the bookstore’s library atrium,
A quick lesson was gifted me on consortium
Books stacked in no discernable sequence,
encouraging readers, inviting intuitive, for instance
Systems Dewey and the congress classification,
outdated, I used the browse method simulation
Running my fingers across ridged book spines,
By published authors with classic story lines
Eyeballing velveteen varieties of book covers
Sneaking-peeks at blurbs for fantasy lovers
Sashayed my way to Banned and Challenged Books,
in the clutches of pop-up trendy chic-cozy nooks
Skimmed Ann Frank’s The Diary Of A Young Girl,
and turned satin gold-leaf edge pages of Rebecca,
gilded and burnished 24k, a gothic romance unfurled
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Mary had a little lamb
She roasted it with mint
She didn’t want to do it
But sadly she was skint
The shepherdessing job she had
Had been outsourced it seems
A shepherding consortium
Had shattered Mary’s’ dreams
The company contracted
To administer the flock
Were highly recommended
As solid as a rock
So Mary’s job had gone for good
It didn’t make much sense
One little lamb one jar of jam
Her only recompense
Insomnia, a side effect
Now kept her from her sleep
She tried all kinds of remedies
Except for counting sheep
So, taking to the bottle
Her body old and tired
Off into oblivion
She finally expired
Form:
Themed based
takes the place
of sponsorship strategies
a consortium of things
that angles on the
possibilities
Wrong choices
selfish motives
and disobedience
are key points to began
instruction
each theme focuses on
person " Anyone"
who needs instruction
but does know
the right terminology to
illustrate what he or she needs
Thematism and Sponsorage
teaches terminology with
word usage and definitions
to separate
the confusion
of spoken words
in play or in day to day
communication.
We will take time
to find each genre were each
term is usaed and
define it's purpose.
Using the right word in
the right pretext
illustrates one's professionalism.
Incontext studies
will separate each term to use
words in the jargon and field
where it is surpassed to be.
For example Prise Mandel
is smart. But a person on his job
doesn't like him.
Instead of auguring with him
or fighting him
he uses his position as manger
to get Brice into trouble.
He put's Brice in charge of
management while he is on vacation.
He tells Brice that he is to
reopen the restaurant after hours
and asks Brice to
clean the grills and stoves before
inspection.
He tell Brice to write
the chore list under
the title " duty of the Flurrers".
Flurrer is a **** term. When
the District manager came
to review the books she see's
Brices entry in the Chore Ledger
under Duties of the Furriers:
and she instantly fires Brice for
being unprofessional. Brice has
now been seen as a joker, someone
unprofessional. And he doesn't
ed and worked
to achieve.
And when eyes mate across the room
Keen focus plays consortium
Cherubic faces locked, embraced
Their subtleties are finely placed
In winks and fluttered lashing bouts
Drool lips and nods, avoid a shout
A tipped drink sent in gentle swoons
Of lusty thoughts above the moon
And radiance under the sheets
Where lover’s love to love to meet
And so small glances dance and flash
Across the bars to itch the rash
Both genders play their fawning moves
Each in their way they send their woos
Against all chance in darken rooms
a pulse of fire flies full bloom
This August night among the weeds
bar's bio-light, the lovers feed
and if by chance their woo is won
entwined they’ll be till rise of sun