Long Denotation Poems
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Whilst I remain hopeful and confident
There are doubts in my veins
Eating up my blood and causing pains
With absolutely no room to frail
I always formulate and jubilate but to no avail
Because this fear marinate my genes and sips down my ribs, making my jean sags
I want to make perfect gains
Double and even triple my pains to gain the nickels and meet the pays
But deep within me, there's a pouch of fears, acting as regression forces shrilling my hopes into tears
My hopes truncate, decays and profligates This send chills down my spine and blow air away from my portals trees
Many suffer from this chronic disorder
And cannot maintain a perfect concordance
In the rush of this nondescript mordancy
I resort to a different connotation
So as to divert my attention to its denotation
Yet, the shackles of fearsomeness
Overpower my inner handsomeness
And arrest my potent irksomeness
I want to conquer many degrees, have a viable pedigree at age thirty three.
But the fear to treat this decree with enough alacrity is mystic and a hopeless treaty.
I spy the sky and want to skydive to hit the sides of the stars
Yet my eyes sink and stinks causing an oversight at that pretty
All because my urge is sheared and tears between hope and despair, the result I fears.
This fear stick with my bones and burrows into my marrows with probes like a proboscis
I quiver and saunter down my inner meter
The result is a haze with no taste and so I salivate to mitigate my chase.
Fake news and beliefs in hegemonic certitude at its roots
An epidemic of political correctness spread through the world
Though shalt not speak my name in vain for I know no sin but
Hedonism and narcissistic conquest spread a message of fear
Enabled collusion and falsification of a prophesy of fulfilment
Rooted in distortion as mountains of burgers consumed carnal lust
Off my seed sprang lingua franca truth and unequivocal meaning
For genesis and abolition of semantics to convene com-mensural peace
Mary Magdalene met Sarah and Isaac where Fatima turned tables
At which Mc Donalds launched another greedy advertizing campaign
No ham between buns or else target groups might dictate profits of doom
Yet another idea of Yankees making amends for crude marginalization
Relief from hunger and decadence won’t be achieved by changing the label
Eradication of suffering does not depend on what you may call grilled meat
To be or not to appear but please let Ham-let be nourishing in his words
Opulence still exists regardless of euphemisms and designer designations
Rostra of eloquent meddling won’t make roast beef ovo lacto vegetarian
To honour my commandments you will require a bit more than denotation
So let it be known that my name is Abra-ham and ham-id means true servant
23rd January 2020
by Michaelw1two
Thought, how resounding it is,
now that everyone is thinking
mentation drums as mantra,
at once each considers linking
reason deemed illogical,
blessed now with national rethinking
purpose gathered within this storm,
save our lives from sinking.
Political misdirection's blind US,
to the nature of this assault
improprieties pervade the eye,
as it strengthens through default
weaken do the knees of all,
as guile and greed reign to a fault
freedom bled of denotation,
becomes a society’s burial vault.
Dedication to the sphere of peace,
abandons favor of our time
replacing is freedom's abdomen,
ruining goodwill whilst in its prime
boasting blubbering fuels the wind,
infuriating is its rapid climb
rhetoric barbs of poison fear,
drive weak minds to morbid crimes.
Echoes of peace, goodwill, morality,
vanish in this swirling beast
accrue does this wickedness,
as we are whipped until deceased
social clime succumbs to hate,
common people soon are fleeced
timorousness rules the moment,
result, the best become the least.
Asleep have become the masses,
as the few control life’s flow
living sliced to minimal pieces,
at once in chorus all say whoa!
condones in wild shrieking howls,
even life can’t clear escrow
extinction now approaching,
our doom delivered quid pro quo.
Jan 2010
Heartless is what happens when a person has a loving heart that just ripped out and stomped on by the scammer who thinks their real. When in reality they feel no love inside. Only the love of themselves. While making broken promises of love and trust to just watch another heart slowly shattered into pieces. While the innocent victim makes a fool out of themselves. Thinking here’s my chance at love and happiness.
Only to be felt feeling betrayed and used in the end. Always wondering what happened to cause the betrayal and lies. Blaming themselves for giving their honest love and denotation to a fake. Knowing that every smile and every touch meant nothing. Wanting to run away and hide from the world around them.
Being ashamed because of the curse of love that was placed upon them. Needing to find a way to escape the nightmare they are facing alone. While the world outside will never know what happened to cause all the hate that remains inside where a loving caring heart is supposed to be.
Wondering why there was no apologies for causing the pain. Only denying the affair ever happened. But the pictures were the evidence that could not be denied. Now the whole world knows what a real scam is. Because your time was up and the game is over.
"The Shadows of Water through Glass"
Schools in,
looking for meaning
in the Shadows of Water through Glass
Observing
the scaled Gold Gifilte fish
with a minced mind stuffed inside its own skin
Swimming in circles, a delicacy
devouring its own scéals
looking for denotation
From the faces of
schooled fish habitually weary, leering
in the Shadows of Water through Glass
The shadows are dissoluble
the minced mind swallows its own tales
rebirthing like a Russian Doll
disconnected, in gravitas
it continues to swim
an appetiser for the bigger things
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
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"The Process revealed, which road is chosen?
Meaning is broken, the question never comes
The heartless believe, passion is misused
All the feelings abused, the answer never comes"
scéal/Irish
Time to think, a pondering, non action's prime.
Thank you Life for the always affirmative actions of folks with intent sublime.
~Thank you for the good intentions of the pure pacifist’s present lifetimes.
~~Thank you for their prayers, non action relates richly random over time.
Thank you Heaven, they do not “Jump the Gun” an early expression, excerpt, crime.
~Thank you, this daft, deadly, denotation, fails; this mantra of sometimes.
~~Thank you, when the furious, fractious, fall in actions error aforetime.
Thank you Mother when waiting wonder, goes slowly, prayerful to Prime.
~Thank you Father as in action, breathe, beauty, brevity, pantomimes.
~~Thank you All for the smiling, simpe, shining, days of springtime.
Thank You when the hate and horror heals and with the end of wartime.
~Thank You with the creation of many more merciful pastimes.
Enrich our earth journey with patience, prudence, providence, sublime.
Praise the people of peace for all of time.
What does S stand for
Not the best of meanings
Let's learn a bit more
And with synonyms, I'm teeming
Sinister, Satan, Snake
Someone who's fake?
Stressed, Stirred, Spite
Somone not feeling right?
Serious, Strict, Stern
Someone who's firm?
Secluded, Shut-in, Strange
Someone thought to be deranged?
Sappy, Sad, Sorrow
Someone quite holllow?
The denotation is simple
The 19th alphabetical letter
But the connotation is different
I find it must better
The serpent Satan caused great sin
Secluding Adam and Eve from Eden
Suffering and sorrows don't matter to him
For goodness comes from within
Some stupid snake started sin
And he would do it all again
And although it starts with an N
The S is narcissist lies within
I've described her with these words indeed
And like the snake, she feeds on grief
Her sorrows and stresses
She lashes out oh so frequent
Her life made of multiple messes
She never seems to see it
Form:
I STAND…
God gave me insight and I did not shy away.
I went in and found my life had been self-proclaimed.
My footsteps was not discourage to the discovery of self.
As I entered, my mind was not overwhelmed.
It was as if my intellect was two dimensional.
Therein, I pillared my mental domain.
My confessions was none.
I had lived a rightful life and no wrong had I done.
God fearing, I knew to put my trust in him.
He is my strength and salvation and never misleading.
I became fulfilled with the Holy Spirit.
I spoke in tongue via English.
My skin felt as smooth as a silk cloth.
My eyes liberated shimmering teardrops.
I was not afraid to expose my joy to the world.
Denotation was the impact.
The sun beamed in fortifying my essence.
I realized that my life was a gift.
In the middle of the universe, I stand…
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Penned January 20, 2015!
Essential to our beginning
adorned: how proud
they stand
Lovers in there new
beginning
applauds;
he hold her hand
To care for
to care to
to care because
it's just the
right thing
to do.
It's alot to consider
there's
others involved
it's problematic
hey but you make
the call
aint what you thinking
just pencil it in
the pro's and con's
now where do we began
a denotation of
each action
what routines are concern
is it something
worth saying
or is it something
learned
Darling take your time
pencil it in
ah Kiss starts our evening
a kiss when morning begins
Keep me in mind
I'm involved too
where we are going
and what we'll do
time it down to the second
from beginning to end
a night of romance together
sounds like a plan
Between the light and darkness
I spotted some discrete incoherence,
I stood quiet in the soundless dawn,
Tried to understand the denotation of my life,
When I spread my wings and flew, I saw from above
The seeds of love sprouted from the hearts of the creation,
Some grew up with lasting flowers’ fragrance,
Others could not, they wilted slowly,
I saw a high mountain, so close it was to me!
Watched a setting sun in the valley,
I extended my hand of love to them both.
My love’s guile captured me for a while,
It enchanted me,
I did not shrink my wings in my ignorance and folly,
I passed swiftly.
Even though I made a far journey,
Flew many thousands of years,
I did not forget to come back
With my love to a small earth wherein I live,