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(following on figurative heals
sans, l'amour,
i.e.,and that bastard conception
of life, liberty, and the
pursuit by George - Marshall ling, Grant
ting, and Bing Frank.)
Expectant motherhood generates aurorean
sonogram x-ray zooms
bringing developed fetus
healthily shimmering viz,
quasi hologram seen
glowing halo, inducing
jubilant kickstarter lil bean,
administering capitalone
earthlinked joyful lyft,
natural pheromone readying cerulean
tommorrows, venerated ecstacy doth gleam
zinging bounteous
dizzying feelings hormones houseclean
jackanapes leviathon nestling
pinterestinly interocean
reaching terminus vista
xing zee birth canal mien
doctor readies Fallopian tube cutting
helping jiggle little nymphean
possibly ranking...
as future topnotch venerated Olympian
fast forward to joyful loving neuro
logically plain resplendent teen
knee weeny tiny
vaunted expanding zing
baby dripping Vasoline
like goo fully gesticulating
happy jolly newborn.
Which miracle whipped
purely by chance
given reason to the most orthodox
to sing and dance,
sans said singular biological
phenomenon does enhance
freshly minted parents,
or the mommas
and papas genetic
copy wrought grants
who already passed along
to a brood of offspring
gushing with excitement
akin to fire hydrants
spewing forth fountain head
treasuring such Kodak moment,
cuz such instance
and subsequent tender
wonderful blessed
Instamatic reverent cherished instants
will zip at greased lightening
via speeding hurled lance
sing remembrance of things past
during twilight years,
an eye blink those yesterdays,
when my troubles seemed so far away
and upon being centenarian,
doddering fogie gripping hold,
hugging intensely, indubitably decrying
how quickly of
decades long ex pants
didst elapse, when tendering
to a coliciky, finicky,
inscrutably lemony snickety offspring
wishing infant would grow up already,
now onset of autonomy
Das Agean sea sunned
father or mother
hood doth rants
at father time, he doth access
without a word an excel lent
power point demonstration
with near vertical line brevity
of how mortality slants.
I would have lost my mind
If I try to imagine today without you
I think you and I know this fact that,
Seconds usually make minutes
And minutes makes an hour
But when I'm with you, it feels like
Seconds make hours
At least, so I thought
But here is the truth;
I don't even need to imagine what minutes would turn out to be when I'm with you
Yet, I know this for sure that
If we actually stay in such a moment
It'll be full of life living in feelings
Perhaps, even LOVE...
So, I thought you should know that
I'd give up my pen and paper
Just to have a moment with you
I mean,
I'd rather spend an eye blink with you
Rather than a day without you
The Present
A fleeting moment in eternal time,
And ever progressive in real-time.
One’s “now” moment, then in history past,
Now in motion moving to future fast.
My words become history when I write,
No need to worry now—I’ll make them right.
As the present is present progressive,
The past then follows now so possessive.
The night stars are past in a mere eye blink,
Their images not part of “present” sync.
A constant portent of events to come,
As we each live “now” in what we’ll become.
Give me your hand for this moment is it;
Let’s seize now this moment and live in it.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
(December 26, 2014) (Heroic Couplet)
Hypnagogic spell immediately cast
overpowering drug induced state fast
overcome even those who just woke
prolonged narcotic effect could last
bajillion years (hyperbole to wake
any lil lulled reader) superfast.
Before he/she succumbs without blame
impossible mission monseigneur or dame
to break loose against buttressed bed frame
magnetic pull overpowers
superman/woman and/or lame
nope, I can't rattle off any specific name
only no man, woman, nor child can tame
overpowering urge greater than whatshername?
Ja Sleeping Beauty, or similar
facsimile thereof within eye blink
shutters lids with soundless clink
quite elementary ma rinky dink
poem, but would ya expect me,
an arrogant, defiant, haughty,
career punster who doth hoodwink
matt er of fact Scott
tush trumpeting ratfink,
meanwhile, I will not let thee think,
lest ye become mettle some as hot zinc.
And what thwart my feeble
attempt to bewitch and beguile
quite aware ye probably reedsy
to spew glippy glop gloopy bile
spurring lifesaving recourse
insane asylum, cuz bedlam
forces thee to dial,
and splutter exhibiting harried style
swiftly tailored demeanor
hooping I get just desserts,
and be condemned at trial
within interim and meanwhile...
Yours truly will exalt inside
unit b44 downing
one after another
B52 eventually died
(jettisoning these lovely bones)
at least say to himself,
while gratefully dead, he tried
to curry lunacy, (albeit harmless)
across the the web, world wide
reading experience this
letterman being your lucky charm guide
into outer limits of twilight zone
ha... ha... ha... no place for ye
to run and hide,
which bolsters me prejudice and pride
without sense and/or sensibility
(think Jane Austen),
whose ghost would chide,
one twenty first century wordsmith,
who seeks a bartered bride
hmm, maybe someone allied
i.e. linkedin with AllPoetry,Cosmofunnel
FaceBook, MyPoeticSide,
PoetrySoup, Prose, All Poetry,
Hello Poetry, Tumblr...
I even roll out welcome Matt
for thyself tug get shanghaied.
You’ve been toeing the line
from the onset
twiddling your thumbs
while you waited your turn
keeping your wobbly chin up
even as gloom piles up and
begins to dampen even
the upper crust
But then fortune prances in
magic wand at hand
to bust wide open the doors
to paradise
and make dreams come to life
All players are poised to pounce
All eyes zeroed in on the prize
thought you too stood a chance
if only
for the breath in your chest
Your heart drums up a storm
while your sweat glands are
put to the test
Soon as your turn nears
your eyes swirl and turn into
brimming pools of tears
In an eye blink it all disappears
Went and breathed new life
into your fears
and blinked away your chance
so it appears
as the door slams in your face
You crane your neck this way
then that way in vain
mouth agape with dismay
as hope falters, then dies away
and plans crumble into disarray
As per usual, it’s just not your day
Suckled dry, now you are just
in the way
Bout to be wheeled out
to the shed at the back too
Get you banished
behind an invisibility cloak
you are officially off the clock
Left you docked on aeroplane mode
Now you are just a code
Valid only on print
till your identity is needed
to get the con back on the road
"The story of life is quicker than the wink of an eye, the story of love is hello and goodbye...until we meet again"
~ from an unpublished poem by Jimi Hendrix.
A shy boy came of age in purple smoke
and learned to play a guitar that spoke
with a voice of feedback and bending note.
"Fly on angel" were words he wrote.
Not yet heard of, psychedelic,
both demonic and angelic,
his guitar was something wild,
a nineteen-sixties flower child.
Life and love is hello and goodbye
until we meet again -
gone, in the blinking of an eye,
a flower among men.
Wordless sound stories spun from strings
gave cosmic flight to little wings,
made my consciousness swirl
and open up to find a pearl.
His life upon this earth was brief,
An eye blink took him like a thief.
"Fly on angel", he wrote before he died.
"Tomorrow, I'll be by your side".
Life and love is hello and goodbye
until we meet again -
gone, in the blinking of an eye,
a flower among men.
Even with your electric guitar and your drums,
It cannot be compared to our skin made drums.
You still cherish the sound of our music and it value
Despite how hard you tried to make we live life as designed by you.
We are Africans and our history is not all about slavery,
Yeah! It a dark side that when enunciated of will always bring misery,
As we spend centuries building your world in the absolute absence of choice,
Breaking our self-esteem, humiliating our ego, all to silence our voice.
Yet we grew up stronger than you think,
Providing for your factories with just a eye blink,
Despite with all the division you preach,
We chose to play by... as we stretch our hands friendly for you to reach.
Yet you think you are shrewder than us,
And you try to corrupt our leaders whom we trust.
Then paint them black by your media
Those who at the start realize that you are not our friend nonetheless the healer.
You take our rich heritage to beautify you museums,
You still, loot and scattered or kingdoms
Over four centuries you milk our Caws, and harvest our ivory,
You take our diamonds, steal our golds, and all the things you envy.
We are Africans, one made of many,
Rich in diversity, and a culture that you envy,
Skin color that shine, glitter and glow
Even with suppression, oppression yet slowly we grow.
Dynamic Re: Flexion Within The Restless Earth
Blame Neptune for unleashing
Indonesian tragic phenomena
just by his innocent wink
merely intended by regular
casual reminder
for Earthlings to think
seriously how (inhabited
linkedin chain of islands,)
yea kinda resembling a slink
key, within the ring of fire,
a large 40,000 km
(25,000 mi) horseshoe shape, -
Yukon also envision
a vague watery rink
encompassing basin of Pacific Ocean,
where e'en the subtlest plink
(no doubt unintentional), thus
absolutely necessary for inhabitants
to catch the latest
drift (albeit continental),
he gave forewarning
just days prior,
possibly relayed after
getting tipsy from overdrink,
hence warning not taken seriously,
where majority resident didst
a practical joke got played,
yet a coterie of attentive people
accoutered in faux mink
(dressed to the nines
fur a gala fete
also taken by surprise,
no one sensed
any sudden high jink
then the cleaners),
and really the entire
population sustained strong kinship
with (what they believed
tubby) reasonable god
(a carry over from Greco
Roman Times font size 12),
hence could never suspect,
he would hoodwink
boy (and girl), whar
they ever wrong, come
Friday, 28 September 2018
at 17:02h military time,
or 7:02 post meridiem
an earthquake measuring 7.4
on Richter magnitude scale
leaving Indonesian island
of Sulawesi in total ruins,
from said rat fink
and additionally webbed,
wide whirling countersink
triggered a massive tsunami
razing humongous chink
essentially wiping off the map
in an eye blink,
whereat his lordship
could not be reached,
thus survivors bethink
sum man tricks brought
water ship down,
ah buoy big boon
dog gull upon his head,
boot nonetheless coon
sitter ably less of Neptune!
How long is a short time, a hairs breadth above never
Seen within one eye blink, the lash will move forever
Perception throws curveball's, upon prismatic minds
Yet outside double slits, life-forms live completely blind
And voracious appetites, strip eyelashes of girth
Feeding on sebaceous oil, dines parasitic birth
Nibbling away, watching reality slip from sight
Getting up close and personal, with demodex mites
Making much from little, aiming to create new worlds
Eyelashes warp under pressure, turn inward and curl
Scratching the surface, observation now semi-blurred
Eyeballs driving us crazy, itch cannot be demurred
Lice-like creatures, slither up and down paying no tax
Using eyelids as havens, in remorseless attacks
Recombobulating dead skin, not the stuff of dreams
We rip earths orb to shreds daily, in monster machines
By
David Kavanagh
16x13
this Democratic Party affiliated member i.e.
considered (with an eye blink)
positing the following blurb
for a very short while
asper the "FAKE" trumpeting
oaf fish shill offal
continuous, indecorous,
and poisonous barbs doth re vile
me, an anonymous middle aged
concerned citizen at thee...reptile
no...no...that, would
unfairly debase creatures such as
snakes, lizards, turtles, or alligators,
whose aggressive acceptable modes,
one expects tubby non servile
thus in my mind hiss non diss incriminating
cruel, fiendish, gallingly jawboning
mawkish philistine (YES,
I MEAN YOU DONALD Quisling TRUMP)
figuratively roasting
respectable people analogous
to rake them over hot coals
then, burn them at the stake,
which witch trial characters assassination
with point blank expletives
found an introspective chap (yours truly)
responds to broadcast
unflattering sentiments,
albeit swiftly tailored harried, yup,
yar...obnoxious fulminations rile,
said brief explanation motive enough
(occurred within a split second)
after gleaning most recent denigrating,
hurtful, lambasting puerile
verbal and/ or twittering outbursts
(MOST DEFINITELY) unstatesmanlike
at least to me: a circumspect enlightened
genteel individual kind nattering
nabob of nativity, who feels alarmed
at venal wickedness by thee ->
President Trump spluttering, smoldering,
slandering gallimaufry
predicated predictable awfully banal,
cringeworthy diurnal,
and fiercely hurt locker ful invective bile
perhaps indicative of dementia praecox
or smother mental illness,
ye would immediately refute,
and be in din aisle.