Long Derived Poems
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I found the one, I believe
was truly meant to be
but not before you believed
you found the same in me
I remember how much it meant to you
when I reached for your hand
I never thought it was that big a deal
but now I understand
The way you used to crave my touch
to feel our skin on skin
Yours raging hot, mine soft and cool
no matter where or when
Now I know the ache you felt
each time he passes by
every time he reaches out
something melts inside
I couldn't count how many times
you tried to make me see
that somehow all your drive in life
you then derived from me.
Now his support and steady faith
I've found to fuel a fire
He sees my diamond in the rough
and keeps my dreams inspired
When you and I said our goodbyes
I never felt your pain.
I was overwhelmed with under-wow
so tired from the strain.
Now I know what could have been
if we had found a way
to live our lives in harmony
and thankful for each day.
I found this love so late in life
I fear how long it lasts
Time is now my enemy
as youthful days have passed
In the stillness of the night
I fight the tears I cry
I know what Karma has in store
for me with his goodbye.
-Jeannie Minor
#COVERS BLOWN, INTENT KNOWN, ACTIONS SHOWN! THE LACK OF, IMPACT OF..."SEWN!" IRON-CLAD, NOT JUST A PHAZE OR FAD, MICRO-KNOTTED, MASTERFULLY PLOTTED, WON'T BE FORGOTTEN-
"THAT" TO BE EXACT...IS INFINITELY ROTTEN!
LIAR-LIAR, PANTS ON FIRE, WHAT YOU GOT AWAY WITH, AFFECTS TODAY (NO MYTH) COMPLETE FACTS!
YOUR TONGUE IS COAL BLACK...IT ILLUMINATES FROM BEHIND THE MICO CRACKS, SO MUCH FROM THAT...
AND YOUR WORDS ARE N O T PREFERRED,
AS OCCURRED, ALL TRUTH IS BLURRED...ALL SMOKE!
NOW THAT WEAPON OF DESTRUCTION HAS LEFT A
P E R M A N E N T OBSTRUCTION AND THAT BOULDER WILL NEVER LIFT, AS FOR THE RECIPIENT, TOO LATE.
IT WILL NEVER S H I F T!
PRETENDERS, NUMB BENDERS, IT'S HARD KEEPING UP APPEARANCES, DEEP ROOTED INTERFERENCES...
VERY CHALLENGING TO SHAKE THOSE EXPERIENCES; HAVING TO DEAL WITH FAR LESS, CONFESSED, REAL LOVE DELIVERANCES! THEREFORE, AT CORE, SOMETHING GETS BLANKETED...
THE WORLD WILL SEE AN ANTITHESIS PARTICIPATED, CLOSELY WATCHED AND RATED OR PERHAPS THEREFORE... OBLIVIOUSLY IGNORED, PAIN AND HAPPINESS REFRAIN, A BLACK HOLE...IN OTHER WORDS, (WHERE'S THE WHOLE)...
INEVITABLE REGRETTABLES, STORED.
WELL HONED MASQUERADERS, ULTIMATE TRUTH BETRAYERS, NOT ALWAYS SO EASY TO TELL, PRAYTELL....DEPENDS ON MOOD, DISPLAYERS, LIFE PARTICIPANT PLAYERS OF NEED/GREED AND SELFISH REAPING SEEDS, THROUGH DIRTY DEEDS AND CALCULATED IMPEDE. "WHAT A BREED!"
THEY WILL SCHEME TO REDEEM AT ALL COST;
IT DOESN'T MATTER OF WHAT OR WHOM GETS LOST...
IT BECOMES A PARADE OF DESTRUCTION, IF ALLOWED, A SOUL SUCTION...WITH NO REPAIR TO THAT SITE'S CONSTRUCTION. "THANK THE UNIVERSE FOR A *HEART AND MIND* {ALIGNED} {ASSIGNED} ABDUCTION!"
STORIES...DERIVED, DESCRIBED FROM THESE CATEGORIES. INSTANCES AND STANCES FROM THOSE LEADS TOOK CHANCES...
ON A LOVED ONE, A BELOVED ONE...
A ONE OF A KIND ONE! A.K.A. "RARE ONE".
NOW IT'S DONE. CAN'T BE UNDONE.
THE RACE AND PACE: WHERE'S THE PRIZE...?
SURPRISE! ! !
YOU LOSE FACE (GRACE) EVERYTHING...
NO WIN! THE END.
Renee D. Gross {GHPPR} July 9th, 2023#
Now you know full well what they're about, they're about using you
aint know better than wizards of wall street, rockin the beat with a juke.
Vegas bookies abetting frauds taking odds right against you,
left to die in the streets, exasserbated by your mental masturbated mood.
Playing russian roulette with only our head at the gun,
stirring up hatred for fun
the quest we're on is, when are you going to join us white folk
brother to brother arm in arm
most of us been waiting for you, we also the ones sounding the alarm
we hear the sirens in the street, we cry when your babies cry. We got Georgia....(guidestones) on our minds.
Now we aint made inside from some flesh that aint pink.
Same as you, we were derived, from Adam and Eve.
Each of us alone the only thing we got is each other, that's ALL there IS. Sister and Brother.
We have a common enemy, that which takes principality against us.
With Sins many fetishes of cowardice de unrelentus.
31 flavors so many ways to taste, the victory of defeat, disunity caused by cowards with immunity at rocky road place. hobbledstoned in the streets, Hoodwinked with their nuts in our face.
Don't rub it in, like "now you're on top, we got Obama!
make people suck on my chocolate dipped cone of invincibility pop docudrama.
I bet it makes the taste of vanilla so sweet,
but instead leaves a bad taste, in the palate of the nationality.
Too much high flying, smack talking, maligning personality
there aint no union in a "aint seen nothin like me"
I think you better stick with a spoon,
instead of the knife in our backs
a silver one for coddled athletes, and hip hop tools, im just saying dont say "always bet on black", thats racist fool
You got nothin else but race baiting to do,
besides your backupsinger's,
even when they more talented than you.
I see some people walking on eggshells
where the chickens have come home to roost,
making omelets with and sales of those with lower IQ
the yokes of goodwill and the r(o)(o)sters, themselves, Santaria tools .
Written: March 21, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Constance La France
Quote": The bliss derived from the splendor of nature, adorned with a stunning variety of flowers is a delight for all the creatures that occupy this earth. By Poet
****************
A crimson tulip basks in the sun-drenched meadow
Luring a dancer dressed in a jewel state of ecstasy
Tender, an array of wings glides across Kismet Gate
Pirouettes with delight mutter on velvety petals
Sipping aromatic ambrosia amid the bloom
Soaring across the air, seeking honeyed nectar
Butterflies flutter over radiant flower shadow!
#And The Question Begs...
HOW TIRED AM I?
GIVING IN FASHION THAT ONE CAN BARELY MUSTER PASSION {FOR MYSELF LATELY} BECAUSE...FEELING...
TOO DAMN TIRED...
TOO DAMN DRAINED...
TOO DAMN PAINED...
"WHERE'S MY GAIN!"
THAT'S A COST, A LOSS...
GIFTS & UPLIFT SAYS...
"YOU BEST EXPLAIN?!!!"
YOU GIVE OF YOURSELF, SO MUCH OF YOURSELF,
IN WAYS AND DISPLAYS...
BUT, AFTER...
WHERE'S THE ENERGY, NEEDED SYNERGY, FOR ONE'S OWN INNER WEALTH, RESULTING IN DIMINISHED PAY!
SO MUCH EXERTION...
BETTER CHECK YOUR RATIO!
YOU'RE THE ONE WHO *DETERMINES* THIS,
DONCHA' YA' KNOW! "YOU/ME" ARE SUPPOSE
TO BETTER BALANCE THE FLOW...
"NOT ALLOW OVERFLOW!!!"
GIVE SOME/SAVE SOME...
EVENLY...{RE-DISTRIBUTINGLY}
HAVE ENOUGH ON RESERVE...
*REPLENISHINGLY*
{SMARTLY RESCUING}
I Am So Damn Tired...
-"HOW DAMN TIRED ARE YOU???"
ENOUGH TO KNOW, WHEN TO SLOW, OBTAINING BETTER BALANCE AND PRIORITY...
WITH NEWFOUND APPEAL, FORGOING A FATIGUED REVEAL...ELECTED ACTIONS SPARKS AN ENERGIZING RESURGENCY(ELECTRIFYING PASSION, ON THE SAME CURRENT, COMPELLED OF COMPOSING "EXPOSING" DERIVED HEALING THROUGH SELF AND POETRY...
WRITE TO IGNITE...ACCUTELY AWARE AND AWAKENED
WOW! WHAT A *POWERFUL* REMEDY!!!
TIME TO REV UP!~
A SHAKEUP/WAKE UP SURGE!~
IMBALANCE: "TIME TO PURGE"
INDEED..."PLANT NEW FRESH SEEDS"
A DIVINE NEW VINE TO CLIMB OF PALE PINK ROSES, BLUE BELLS AND LUSH GREENERY...
«CHANGE UP THE SCENERY»
BY THIS SCENE "FIND IN MIND" ONE CAN SURELY MAKE TIME; "I TEND TO DO SO, IN RHYME...
IT'S MY RELEASE & PEACE, ALSO REALIGN"
AND WHOLEHEARTEDLY WHEN I DO...
FOR YOU TOO...
*RE-SET* A DIFFERENT DUE...
RENEW YOUR ACCOUNTABILITY....
ALWAYS REVITALIZE *YOUR BALANCE*
"DO NURTURING WHAT'S BEST FOR YOU"...
IF NOT YOU, PRAYTELL WHO???
THE WHAT???
HOW??? "WHAT'S THE *KAPOW*...?"
"NOW...
AND MY GOD, TO BETTER UNDERSTAND...
OUR WHY???"#
Renee D. Gross {GHPPR} May 30, 2023#
SHIFTING TIDES
clouds intensify
crested by the dawn
in morning dew
where
freedom tolls
straight& true
then
vanishes
in the mist
til
the swelter of the sun
through the haze
is found
harboured there
held true
to still remain
in peaceful
vistas
through the ages
to consecrate
a watermark
& linger on
in rebirth
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
THE STARTING POINT
the trail
merely a device
the counterpart
featured
the obvious
in the human heart
entirely physical
hiding from reason
yet adhering simultaneously
yet
deservedly forgotten
condescending
but
corresponding
to a love interest
with opportunities
so prominent
the truth
dallying
in atmospheric
preoccupations
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
VISIONARY VANITIES
symbols
meritricious effects
dedicated
& intense
colouring
so sensual
a longeur
so ethereal
brilliance
a singleness of heart
rejoicing
in the truth
of beauty
symmetry
of illusions
imitations
gilded
bold
novel
a tapestry
of mystery
creative
human
in
celebrations
of
epic themes
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
#
Are we as human's and our labour becoming redundant ?
By the means of our own
technical endeavour ?
Historically people's
surnames where derived from
the profession or trade they did
#
Ironically a man named Job's
and a company called Apple
Created as all a means of
buying anything we desire
online
And in so doing cost thousands
of small business and shop worker's
their job's
But hey you don't have to worry
about this unless you yourself
have been made redundant
Because your phone will come
in handy then when you have to
go and log online in order to fill in
those forms you have to in order
to process your unemployment
benefit claim
a monochrome
hue
in blue
to a breakthru
on a road
to simplicity
primitive
power in paint
expressions
of
emotions
surreal
corrupted confusions
a nightmare jumbled
minimalised
metamorphised
dramatised
distracted
assymetry
twisted exaggerated
a conflict
in
conflageration
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived