Long Displease Poems
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I remain a stranger
to my husband’s kin
it’s strange I miss their stranger’s skin
but bring taboo to skin they’re in
if words I speak upon their name
I hide my words
in fear of harm
displease the trees who delivered man
and breezed them on a wind to farm
the land trees put aside for them
in my hands, a harp I made
bear and eagle, age they gave
a single reed cut from a blade
shamanic lines taught me to play
so free was I in what I say
so put to lips and plucked with breath
my voice through brass
at times bamboo
you will find it placed in my burial
alongside my husband and his voice too
That cold sparkle of despicable antipathy,
which never waned and was held inside secretly,
didn't start any true affection or desire in me:
on death's final breath it'll agonize me!
Turning somewhere else is seeking vengeance,
from somebody so embolden by anger and apathy;
being unkind is showing the falsity of pretense:
cling to me and spare yourself more days of agony!
Compassion is another form of unpretentious sympathy,
it must be felt adequately to be convincing and genuine;
no comfort is offered, only shallow words that swiftly dwine:
their echo is louder than a thunder rattling any gloomy sky!
Turning somewhere else to find a plausible answer
won't alleviate the anxiety built by a tragic outcome;
come to the senses, knock down the wall of lonely prisoner:
behind it stands the road to freedom, don't be too fearsome!
It's either deranged madness or unwillingness to appease
an imploration suffocated by tears so mercilessly unheeded;
no arms are open, no ears listen to anyone who's wrecked and afraid:
will human mercy be shown when the tides turn and events displease?
all automatic alligators arrive arrogantly
barely behave beautifully but brazenly
carousing with creepy cruddy crocodiles
desperately denying despicable wiles
effectively expediting expediency
forever forsaking fruit flies who flee
glaring at grazing gritty grouses
hijacking horrific herbivore’s handy houses
igniting ingenious iguanas in I-o-Way
jubilantly joining jerky jaguars along the way
kibitzing kinesthetic killers from Zion
lollygagging like lively luxurious mountain lions
marvelously marking multitude of mini monkeys
notoriously noting nefarious nodules of displease
ostentatiously opening overt outages in Oregon
providing panda putrid prey Paul just spit on
quarrelsome quicksand quail
rapidly reading registered mail
saying sassing sentences swiftly
turning terrific tarantulas toenails thickly
utilizing underwater undercurrents down under
verifying valid villans' voluptuous plunder
with wild willingness and witchy wonder
‘xacting ‘xactly ‘xtreme ‘xestentialism supreme
yelling youngster’s yips on front of the queen
zinging zealous zealots into zebras galore
end of this abcedarian poem, there is no more.
My wife stands beside my chair and looks down on me like a child
“I promise you will like it,” she said and smiled
"The real star of your salad is the blue cheese."
I looked up full lips pouting and displease.
No matter how hard I try to pinch my nose
it's still gross, it makes me squirm all the way to my toes,
it still smells. I squeeze my eyes and swallow,
chasing it down with glass of water knowing what will follow.
She puts blue cheese on a thousand things,
blue cheese on anchovies pizza and peas, in dipping sauce for Buffalo Wings
blue cheese on chicken sandwiches and hamburger patties. No! I beg please
blue cheese makes me sneeze and wheeze.
1-21-2018
Wait ! the troll said.....
As he jumped in front of him.
You have the smell of humans on you.
Therefore, I can not let you pass thru.
The mouse said, but I have just what you need.
The troll looked him up and down, and ask.
Now just what would that be?
What is it that you think you have?
" That I want", asks the troll.
The mouse always heard that trolls were
really very stupid.
The mouse replied......
But you let the others pass.
I know this because I saw it.
Troll answered, yes, but, that has nothing to do with you.
And if you displease me, I will eat you on this day.
The mouse thought to himself.......
Magic always works, but, only when you think you haven't
been tricked.
Troll replied, well I'm waiting, to cook you in my dinner pot.
Within my cave of cold gray stone as I chew on your bones.
Though I do prefer the taste of human little girls, and boys.
The mouse got that gleam in his eye, "as he replied".
When I was out and about this very morning I saw the valley.
Where all the human girls and boys come out to play.
There's even some that hang out in a basket all day.
The troll's eyes got very big, as he asks", where is this valley?
The mouse said, with a big grin, why", it's just back over that hill.
The troll said, if you are lying to me, I will eat you when I get back.
And he walked off over that hill, as he said, wait for me here.
The mouse waited till the troll was far enough away.
So he could be on his way, the mouse thought to himself.
There really may be a valley where human children play.
But not over that hill, maybe over another hill, but not there.
At leastways not anywhere near that hungry old troll.
As the mouse went on his way, he thought......
The trouble with trolls is, " they're really very stupid".
4/ 27/ 2012 pm
Marilyn,
don't displease your only friend;
yust for once take my advice:
your next step is simply wrong...
Marilyn,
your way isn't right to choose!
Marilyn,
please don't go now;
you will never know:
how much pain
and misery
you can leave me;
your farewell kiss
will be your only memory!
Marilyn, think it over...
don't give anything over...
this seems a sacrifice you never did;
hide no secret, I'll understand!
Marilyn, I have been the first
to take hold of your empty hand;
can you give me up so fast?
Yesterday you said you never would!
Marilyn,
don't hope
to find another man,
who will appreciate
you as much as I always do...
it can be so hard for you!
I would rather read through you
Than read you and all yours,
Cos change is constant...
To be left outdated
Cum disguised facade;
Lonely at esplanade,
Dreaming to see the sea's depth
Yet never swim its warmth.
Reading you is theoretical:
In the midst of confusion,
Always trouble patience,
While trying to know thee...
It looks like a hopeless mirage,
Also like dream's entourage
To brighten a stary night
Off moon's flexile light.
Reading through you is pragmatic:
In the bliss of experienced push,
Always giving head to ease,
While studying growth...
No separate views to draw progress,
Back in time for possible redress
Or misery to vanish interest,
Let alone make pride and ego contest.
Reading you is just to know unjustly.
Seems cool, what curiosity displease!
Reading through you is keen to study keenly.
It's certainly won't be at ease.
Mind at its prime's risk.
Heart at its moment of unrest
Switch on to whisk
Brief dirt at its quest.
Promote reading to activate check
On every glowing soft look,
Wanting to make you a spec
Without reading through you like a book...
How will such manage through the worse?
When yet to know the worth of its terror,
Or accomplish a mission impossible cum curse,
When the best seemed enough an error.
Life will surely come with challenges,
Even when it's at its best.
Always be the tough sponges...
Whenever the road roughly oppressed.
Read not just to know,
But also to duly grow...
The need to discover,
Truth life is yet to uncover....
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Happy International Day for Book Lovers!
What you read most,
Is your mind's host.
Trailing your heart
On a daring art.
Placid rain gently kisses unblemished windows
as leaves fall in an Autumn breeze.
In the distance cinereal clouds congregate,
converging upon the city's royal citadel.
Oblivious to the storm, adrift in cultural fiction
she sits immersed from the ambience
of the scent of new leaves.
Hypnotised - tranquil words enchant her mind,
as her eyes nonchalantly embrace each paragraph.
Her heart is at peace, relating to each character,
some that make her smile - others that displease her.
Jealous winds blow abundant rain,
like bullets shooting against her window.
Attempting to distract from her infatuation,
but her spirit is an unconquerable fortress.
The world is forgotten to her,
as her soul performs the role
of her favourite character.
Observing to learn through them,
so she can learn about her self.
The final page,
the last sentence,
leads to watery eyes.
For the peace and beauty
she experiences in books,
she does not find in life.
Simple Musings
Silent One
5 October 2017
friendly friend
Our closest best
The devil is a friend to all in his circle of influence
The Ghost mood of daemon
He lives with us everyday but pretends he's far away
His light shines beyond his mask
We call for him from our desires and he responds here I am
He's the sleeping dog that lies in perturbed
He smiles within us and craves his abode around us
We may not see him but he knows us
He decides for us unconsciously
And gives us his will evenly
Much fun lies in what he gives
But destruction speaks in solitudes
Oh daemon
Oh devil
What on earth are you here for?
To kill, steal and destroy, but am confused why Man has yielded so much to your Cozen vibes
You make us feel God is far away
You make us feel guilt when we sin
You make men please you and displease God
You make us hate ourselves and leave Us to our own interest.
You cloud our imagination and seek to limit our minds about ourselves
Oh devil
Oh daemon
Much will I say about you.
The greatest he can steal is Gods word in me
He's confused when we speak the word
He runs mad when we speak in heavenly tongues
Holiness is a no go area for him
So why see him as though he has outright power over you?
If you can
Resist him
Denounce him
Know more about him
He's just like an ocean without Waters
I know you know me
And am glad I have known you
Now I have dominion over you
I am completely free, from the den of slavery
The light has shone on my path
My past is over me now.
September 2 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Ezekiel 13-15
Key Verse – Ezekiel 13:8 Therefore thus saith the Lord GOD; Because ye have spoken vanity, and seen lies, therefore, behold, I am against you, saith the Lord GOD.
FAITH IN GOD WHO REBUKES US OF OUR VANITY
God rebukes us of our vanity through His Word
Since we speak lies of futility against truth-record…
We must repent with faith, submitting to Him Who is our Lord
Toward victory in cleaving to the Spirit’s sword.
God rebukes us of our vanity through His Scriptural assurance
Since we hide in our pride along hypocrisy’s endurance…
We must confess our sins with faith, acknowledging our ignorance
Toward peace in learning from His statutes midst perseverance.
God rebukes us of our vanity through His lawfulness
Since we turn against Him because of our haughtiness…
We must humble before Him with faith, trusting His greatness
Toward freedom from arrogance and self-righteousness.
God rebukes us of our vanity through His Biblical inquiry
Since we doubt His precepts, never saying we are sorry…
We must follow Him with faith, recognizing His divine territory
Toward increase in our spirituality while declaring the Gospel story.
God rebukes us of our vanity through His wondrous circumstances
Since we deceive ourselves in considering worldly instances…
We must regard His ways with faith, being aware of Christian practices
Toward blessings that bring us far from unnecessary curses.
God rebukes us of our vanity through His working
Since we disobey Him when His kingdom we are not seeking…
We must prioritize Him with faith, thanking His miracle-making
Toward triumph as to Jesus Christ we are looking.
God rebukes us of our vanity through His grace
Since we displease Him in our delays…
We must serve Him with faith, giving Him honour and praise
Toward exaltation of His name all through the days.
September 2, 2025