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Congressman and senators forewent
all manner of civility, fidelity and integrity wii
hull ding broadswords, derringers
and exhibiting the right to bare firearms
as all hell broke loose as testimony
to the dire prognostication foretold
more than saber rattling and Gatling guns que
kind from lambastes, fisticuffs
and brickbats ratcheted up as agents provocateurs nee
said obedience to semper fidelis credo, coda and cock knee
stance when dire straits called for restraint
against excess versus raising cane old hickory
i.e. Andrew Jackson latched onto when opposing with energy
plus verve espoused by fellow delegates,
and his hologram ghost bloody
from battle scars outside and/or inside
the halls of government where blows bashed
dovetailed elected legislators to officiate
as angry birds viz brouhaha clashed
Federalist against their nemesis
of the twenty first century
during the term of Donald Trump
who throve on the cutthroat frenzied
internecine lawlessness dashed
to and fro, hither and yon
any hopelessness for civilians to escape bloodshed
spilled from without vaunted halls of justice,
the approach of doomsday
writ large as anarchy and mayhem flashed
with uproarious coup d’etat,
[this was written to celebrate July 2nd, the halfway point of the year]
I've been called...
half pint
half wit
half awake
...and half a dozen other half-baked
semi-insults that I have
half a mind
to half-heartedly
ignore
I'm somewhere in the middle now...
mid-career
middle class
middle of the road
excess baggage in my midsection
dodging a mid-life crisis
I woke up in the middle
of a good dream
Told my friends I ran a half marathon
"so, you couldn't finish a whole one?" they joke
as I half smile
for some reason I half expected to be
half the distance to the goal by now
though the roadmap keeps changing
I'm happy to be
halfway to somewhere else
Congressman and senators forewent
all manner of civility, fidelity and integrity wii
hull ding broadswords, derringers
and firearms as all hell broke loose as testimony
to the dire prognostication foretold
more than saber rattling and Gatling guns que
kind from lambastes, fisticuffs
and brickbats ratcheted up as agents provocateurs nee
said obedience to semper fidelis credo, coda and cock knee
stance when dire straits called for restraint
against excess versus raising cane old hickory
i.e. Andrew Jackson latched onto when opposing with energy
and verve espoused by fellow delegates, and his hologram ghost bloody
from battle scars outside and/or inside
the halls of government where blows bashed
dovetailed elected legislators to officiate
as angry birds viz brouhaha clashed
Federalist against their nemesis
of the twenty first century
during the term of Donald Trump
who throve on the cutthroat frenzied
internecine lawlessness dashed
to and fro, hither and yon any hope for civilians to escape bloodshed
spilled from without vaunted halls of justice,
the approach of doomsday
writ large as anarchy and mayhem flashed
with uproarious coup d’etat,
when Democrats outliers gnashed
teeth, and nonestablishmentarian outlaws
pistol whipped and hashed
tagged traitors who roared America
went bankrupt at sold at fire sale price slashed
when Donald Trump ran the country
into the ground evidenced by Molotov Cocktails residue
in concert with the sulfuric odor of hand grenades trashed
Form:
I've had an 'out of body experience'
So you can't blame me for what I did
My alter ego perpetrated the crime
To do such a thing I'm too timid
I'm totally innocent of this heinous act
I'd have had to be devoid of all morals
Listen I still do have a few of them left
With that you surely can't quarrel
This heinous act of stealing a kiss
Had crossed my mind a few times
But being such a timid soul that I am
Never thought of crossing the line
So I plead 'not guilty' of any wrong doing
It was Oscar my mischievous friend
Tends to run amok every once in a while
This dude I'm always having to defend
But I give him props he's about to confess
To absolve me of any naughtiness
The only one thing I could be guilty of
Is fantasizing to the point of excess
THE CHENNAI FLOODS - FIRST PART
Firstly the rains came calling cool
It instantly brought hope and happiness
For people relished the Celsius dip down
And hoped for reservoirs to fill to lips
But pretty soon the horrific floods followed
As it rained cats and dogs, days on end
As monsoon turned to a tormentor possessed
And led many to many a sleepless night
The inevitable pain came calling chill and fast
As roads and streets were ravaged entirely
And excess water submerged ponds and land
As waterways and drains could pass no more
The serious threat meandered in with a roar
With intense rains adding to the fury and more
Amidst storm, lightning, thunder on crescendo
Emanating from deep depressions in the Bay
Then fear and scare all showed up all night
As water inundated fields and farms alike
And entered into houses and dwelling units
Causing widespread loss to assets and life
The floods slithered in surely winding its way
Uprooting trees and destructing everywhere
Cattle, dogs and pets perished soon, unsung
With hapless people of all ages, in a gloom
The engulfing darkness brought chaos, for
Gloomy conditions only worsened soon
With nothing in sight; except rising waters
Seething snakes and reptiles added blues
Trauma and melancholy, magnified manifold
As waters chill, ran amuck human household
Swirling in; bringing great despair, in Cities too
Nightmare everywhere; yet nowhere to go;
The disaster itself was a Broadway show
As city and residences became a water-show
And in no time all hell had broken loose;
Making waterways of rail and road ways too
The big losses came quick and fast
As households washed off in a gaffe
And apartments and cars submerged
With basements becoming watery graves
Overnight and instantly everything was lost
Furniture, valuables, utensils and garments,
Refrigerators, kitchenware, other gadgets too
Gold, silver, cash and documents; phones too
And then it was the death that reared its head,
As people drowned and went missing cold
Pitch darkness engulfing the misery in whole
People breathed their last; their grief untold
........ Continued in Second Part
I am K O R A
I am K O R A
You wanna shoot up my mothering day
I am K O R A
I know she’s gonna say come see me ok
Cuz I am K O R A
She knows that i coming for that HETSEX
She knows Imma flex if I get stressed
She knows if I get stressed Imma flex cause im impressed
Impressed with the way she dress and the way she moves
Impressed with the impression she leaves on my K O R A groove
I am K O R A
King of recording arts all day motherer
King of recording arts all day
Im so straight as ever motherer
You’ll so gay
You so gay brotherer
I so love you brotherer
Love you like your mother brotherer
Love you like no other brotherer
Pull this trigger for me brother er
Buck buck a brother for me brotherer
Cause im a motherer
And we smile cause the act so perplexed
And they ask whats next
And we say HETSEX
HETSEX x2
Oh my ing god
HETSEX x 2
Oh my ing god
Its a Lava thick buisness that takes the bold print
Without a hint and leaves em clueless
Its cause the ruthless colluded and the thoughtful transmuted
Without a blind the Kind was instituted
Instutionalized with 20 crazy wifi passwords
I think they got in backwards
I think its like they were never gone
I think DEB called Debra and Debra called don
I think you underestimate my overestimation of our relationship
And how I explain in all the exact ways
How I explain all the crazy .
Im sure by now you just wanna shoot me with that
So hold up, if im on one girl
You know its your ing fault for putting me through that
Its your express girl, its my excess girl
And we smile cause they act so perplexed girl
And they ask whats next.
And we say HETSEX
HETSEX x2
Oh my ing god
HETSEX x2
Oh my ing god
Celebratory stories of devotion to depression
are told not only in absence of light,
hiding,
but also in excess of dark,
fearing.
And yet we share an even less spoken silence
blanching out
in too many minor key inferior choices,
quieter voiceless chaos.
Songs of suppression
and repression
sing not only in not enough major bionic scales
but also in too many minor key interior choices.
Cosmic darkness issues,
and tragic minor critical voices
hold, and occasionally tell,
an already worn-through tale
of woes
longing to belong
together.
Depression
as also suppression
about feeling repression
of healthier atmosphere,
gasping for stale dry air
too still and stagnant
for relationship to even apply,
much less Golden Rules and Ratios
Hopelessly going nowhere
unless perhaps more paranoid
about losing now
and even more sacred Great Loss
later
Repression seen
and felt
through time's abysmal shortness,
stifling failure of love.
So,
our antitheses are sublimation
and healthy compassion
felt like warm harmonic breezes
Nature
inviting us to eat
and drink
and breathe
of Earth's quieter beauties
of JustRight,
Enough,
SacredlySufficient
for Now
and Here.
Blowing
flowing graces
become sea and seasoning winds
of ocean
spring across Ego's smiling face
awesome Spring's light
swirling rains
Promising richer
and deeper
Autumn breezing
spiraling
harvests.
DePressed Ego to RePressed Eco,
leaves toward compost.
Tempting balm tonics reposed fantasist,
Panacea liquifies mirage views,
Crafts allusive lofts energies persist,
Twain heart's favor lips a desire to schmooze.
Elixir defines the gist of lovers,
Exposes the length of listed measures,
Hearts and souls, supernatural pleasures,
Cascade gifted juice as meant lips puckers.
Charts a course of innumerable sips,
Bottled refinery impatient lips,
Passion extremes supple to its excess,
Forward sweethearts immortal kiss access.
Tinctured herbs ripen souls remarkably,
Drink-filled lovers strengthen eternally.
2019 October 15
Rhyme scheme; abab, cddc, eeff, gg
howmanysyllables;
14 lines x 10 syllables per = 140 syllables total
Upon a downy pillow top
I slowly close my weary eyes.
A lovely aura enters in
and whispers gentle lullabies.
Inspired romance invading sleep;
my spirit leaves it’s dream behind
and journeys through emotion's realm;
a lovers' pact to be defined.
Enclosed inside seduction's room,
exquisite candles light the night.
A golden bed awaits our heat;
entrancing music leads our flight.
Her velvet kisses spark a fire,
augmented far beyond restraint.
Our hands caress, a touch that's missed;
it sates our thirst like fine champagne.
Desires are painted, thrills are etched;
exposure rules this teasing game.
As streams of pleasure warmly flow,
we're lost in rapture's bluest flame.
Composure flees as lust explodes
and ecstasy's attainment is planned.
We've set our minds to break the mold;
dramatic thrusts have sole command.
Propelling deeper midst the dark,
constrictions grip with longing force,
releasing waters from the dam,
completing satisfaction's course.
With admiration in excess,
this partnership becomes benign
and adoration takes the stage,
our knitted essence deemed divine.
NATURE
Nature flourishing versatile venerable careless
on eclectic evolution.
It tries to cling or to mold or to digress
on consideration.
An unplanned yet precise, but blind process
on pretty perfection
Flora and Fauna are nurtured less or excess
or on extinction.
Nature stops, moves, runs in specific style
on own discretion.
Radical rational reasonable reality
on high admiration.
Twined turbulence and tranquility
on tough toleration.
Simultaneous beast and beauty
on ***** formation.
Amazing artistic adaptive ability
on craving creation.