Long Ferried Poems
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I see her in the wispy figures of the dawn's mist
out over the lake, ferried away on gentle breezes
evaporating into the unknown...
I smell her in the husky aroma of a morning's
rich cup of coffee, as I sip her fragrance
awakening my every instinct...
I hear her voice in the still of a late afternoon's forest walk
in the winds whistling through bare branches high above me
in the underbrush yielding to my furtive steps...
I sense her everywhere I look, everywhere I turn
everywhere my spirit guides me, yearning for her
reaching for her deep in the bosom of life's embrace
Morbid fascination (mine) as covid-19 pandemic...
foments rampant monopoly on bedlam
Wreaking ball (his stick) havoc (think ostensible
civil war scale not seen since Vietnam),
whereby microorganisms jamb
*****sapiens immunity system
complements of gook
resembling green eggs and ham
necessitating Doctor Seuss
to stoke bram
bullying cat in the hat
on a hot tin roof damn
senseless cant be understood
Matthew Scott Harris argot sham
bulls (red dilly), and sallies forth
with neither reason only rhyming flimflam.
All Joe King aside - at any rate,
yours truly, (a generic garden variety reprobate),
not hell bent to receive nasty hate
male courtesy vexatious reader to berate,
cuz unwelcome chide and chime
prompts gnome mad tick versifier
to test (ease silly) to provoke ye to fulminate.
Humanity now fishtails helter skelter
across oblate spheroid courtesy coronavirus
global pandemonium unleashed
expletive maniacal tsunami
(think) metaphorical groundswell
primates hurry scurry to and fro,
hither and yon frenziedly
pell-mell housing random erratic
discombobulated, bobble headed
(simulating) quasi Brownian movements
at warp speed embarked
upon impossible mission.
Here I paraphrase (er... rather plagiarize)
President John F. Kennedy,
whereby he delivered on January 20, 1961
his inaugural address in which he announced
"we shall pay any price, bear any burden,
meet any hardship, support any friend,
oppose any foe to assure the survival
and success of liberty."
Though the then USSR
(Union of Soviet Socialist Republics),
now identified as
union of Soviet socialist republics
helped cook who nurse (and ratchet)
state of political hostility
existed between Soviet bloc countries
and US-led Western powers
from 1945 to 1990.
Our present crisis I aim(ed) to show touché
(pardon mum oddest tee) culinary poetic entree,
how bajillions of people mercilessly
unfairly subjected to influenza like agony
exhibiting following symptoms:
cough, fever, tiredness, difficulty breathing
(severe cases), yet
many met their untimely demise
with prompt care, nonetheless minimal delay
ferried them to awaiting quay
where Charon doth ferry
dead souls across Rivers Styx and Acheron
resignedly where forced to abandon treasures they
must relinquish all trapping he/she did parlay.
Sneaking A President On Presidents Day
Sneaking President Biden to Kyiv without anyone noticing, sounds like something out of a movie. It really happened. He arrived in Kyiv on a surprise visit, signaling 'unflagging commitment' to Ukraine.
The United States signals its ongoing support ahead of the anniversary of Russia's invasion. This is the first time in modern history that a U.S. leader visited a warzone outside the aegis of the U.S. military — a feat the White House said carried some risk even though Moscow was given a heads-up.
Over the next five hours, the president made multiple stops around town — ferried about in a black SUV rather than the presidential limousine — without any announcement to the Ukrainian public that he was there. But all that activity attracted enough attention that word of his presence leaked out well before he could get back to Poland, which was the original plan. Aides at the White House were surprised the secret held as long as it did.
Meanwhile, in Kyiv, many main streets and central blocks were cordoned off without explanation. People started sharing videos of long motorcades of cars speeding along streets where access was restricted — the first clues that Biden had arrived.
President Biden Just Destroyed Putin’s Last Hope
Other heads of government preceded him, earning deserved credit. It is an altogether different thing when the president of the United States—who is, indeed, the leader of the Free World—shows up. His words mattered. He pledged “our unwavering and unflagging commitment to Ukraine’s democracy, sovereignty, and territorial integrity.” And even more important, that the United States will stand with Ukraine “as long as it takes.” Democracy, a beautiful word, from a beautiful President. We thank you for your statement of defiance.
Simply by taking the hazardous trip to Kyiv, Biden made a strategic move of cardinal importance. (He took a train for ten hours from Poland).
The End
Fun Fact
Jimmy Carter may have saved a nuclear plant from melting in Canada! Longest lived President 98, sadly, the former President chose to enter hospice care instead of more medical help. Taught Sunday school for decades! He absorbed the maximum amount of radiation a human can take.
A thundering spacecraft arriving out of nowhere,
a crashing, crushing presence
hurled downward until lamps blink, doors tremble
and roof shudders.
I count seconds into an electric darkness.
The next boom is distant, miles away,
just weather, not the menace
of an alien attack.
Then the next mighty boom
sounds like a salvo from a battleship.
A fizzing pause, a weak flapping, a scrabble,
as if a stricken angel had been downed.
Will a rescue mission be mounted,
some frontline extraction?
No wait...just a thunderstorm.
In the daylight will I find a few wing feathers
some mangled pigeon parts,
relics that must be ferried to the trashcan
under the watchful eyes of mourning doves?
Know (Chain Haiku)
One would think we'd know
Knowing, God, intimately
Gives understanding
Gains Loves true beauty
Life's expectant pregnancy
Carrying duty
Expectant, truly
Across the void's Great Divide
On the Greatest Horse
That Joseph could find
That Mary could whisper to
Ruach, be in thee
Give wings to the beast
This beast of proud countenance
Carries Providence
The Great Lamb of God
Come again as a Lion
Ride champion ride
Archangel Trumpet
Be loudly blown in Zion
Know, Everyone
THE SON OF MAN, HE
He comes to sit on the Throne
Payed the price alone
Soldiering a cross
Piercing the Darkness with light
And whom by His side?
Who will stand and say
I know You My Lord, Yes. Yes
I Do Remember You
You were the ONE, yes
You were the ONE, who carried
The One that Ferried
The ONE Love married
Bridegroom We are your Bride
To BE, at YOUR side
The Holy Spirit
Executing, Your Love call
The Father's Will
Being done, on Earth
As the Family makes last stand
As the Earth stands still
Trans-figured, ultimately
Our hearts can become aflame
With the light of Truth
Hallowed Be Thy Name
O,O,O Hallowed Be Thy Name
A Lion-Poet
The Great Mountain King
Phantom of the Opera
The re-appearing
Time is drawing Nigh
When ALL the World, we shall see
The breaker of chains
The Word, Is His Name
Hallowed, Faithful and True, True
Poetic and Stark
Shine light in the dark
Gather us under your wing
Flint for us the spark
Pure, integrity
Is it not everything
To hold your head high
A lamp heads our path
So see through the nothingness
Through the by and by
Through the pokerface
That curses us with it's eyes
Stains us with it's dye
Stop the Suckerpunch
Ward the Warden's Den of Thieves
Of Hell's junk, Baal, bonds
The heart of the deal
"The Treacherous Dealer Deals"
Monopolies
Elites, apathy
Break the chains of their darkness
Take hold of the flame
Story of Century
Of how our fathers lived in penury
And the powers promoted prejudice
They came with promises of paradise
They turned themselves into merchandise
Selling our own like stacks of rice
Wives and daughters raped to coma
While the men kept in chains by the corner
It was a sad story of the centuries
Our hearts still bleed from the injury
The chains caged our warrior's fury
And the jail sentence by the crook jury
Killed, butchered and never sorry
Tied in chains and piled in lorry
Ferried away to the land filled with gory
This is our story
Story of the century
REVIVAL - A Dedication
Filled to the brink, ink in the barrel of my pen
Yet hesitant to flow as poem for days more than ten
Writer’s block or lethargy, I am unsure what and when
Like a cocoon reeled all around, my words trapped in den
No muse, no zeal, me cornered to the cozy comfort zone
Excuses I made in plenty- hell lot of work, I don’t have my clone!
Days and nights kept rolling, in my mind ,seeds called shirk were sown
Attitude of why bother?Chill! It happens to many, you are not alone
But entered little change to break this status quo
When a new message dropped into my mailbox you know
It was from this lady named Linda, dear poetess on Poetry soup!
On three of my poems that I had already posted, she sent in her scoop....
Her precious words of appreciation! left me motivated and inspired
To write new poem decided I ,my lost enthusiasm her words revived
Heartfelt gratitude dear lady, this poem to you with love I dedicate
Like an angel, to me you ferried a bundle of cheering for definite!
My words have now started flowing out of my mind's greenroom
To present before you all this poem in their free flowing inky costume!
( I dedicate this poem to my dear poetess -Linda, Poet Destroyer A )
©Copyright Anulaxmi Nayak,2016
This madness you bestowed upon me
where night becomes day and day night
between setting suns and silver moonlight
where you used your love to find comfort with fervor
to keep your cold heart warm
when you tightly held my wanton desires
in your spider's web
woven by your fiery inviting eyes of sensuality
that pierced my soul
and gave birth to all my passions
leaving me a dry empty husk of withering decay
seeking death
as death will be my pardon
to free me from your tangled webs and lies
Could that my heart dispel all such things
as I wait for the final outcome
where the skeletal Charon appears
to carry my heart down the river Styx
screaming as it disappears in the fog of betrayal
that surrounds the faintest breath from love lingering
in my heart's memory as it boards Charon's boat
to leave my soul on the empty banks of this river
alone with all my illusions
as it's ferried to its death from your deception
12/28/20
They packed their picnic basket s and journeyed towards the sun, with boxes of liquor, creates of beers and a drum fill with carbonated soda; busloads of them, drove down the slopes, with dug out boats and makeshift floats.
They traveled with the band, guitar and key board fold up in their hand, with cymbals and steel drum resting on their shoulder; they braved the heat and cross the street.
They were all in a jubilant mood so they set off to have fun in the radiant sun. Hundreds of them landed on the beach in the sweltering heat and pitch their tents. They stare at the distance as the ferocious waves wash against their feet.
Big ships start rolling in, and the carnival boat began to sing, the music was pounding and the people were dancing and chanting to the rhythms. Some were waving hand kerchief, and handmade flags, people of all races colors and creeds mingled together while the big ship cruise towards shore.
The ship came to a sudden stop and several small boats ferried the people towards the shore. Their bright colors blended with the sun drove their passion to the extreme and so the party began.
Meanwhile the band on the shore, sets off a different score and the people went wild stirring their soul to the extreme. Drunken men sprawl out on the beach, hugging the sand with a bottle of beer in the other hand while the unfaithful woman walks around entertaining the men without gown.
The beach party was in full swing and people continue to pour in; boat loads and the ship loads of people crowd the shore. I noticed something strange from a distance; blood was washing around the side of the ship, the exact spot that that destiny was walking in. It wasn’t a gun man or a family man; it was a school of shark that surrounds the boat mauling the passenger in their throat as they leave the boat.
The blood thirsty sharks mauled twenty-one people to death without a shot fired or an action discovered. No shouts or scream not even a whisper was heard, they all died silently in their dreams.
The carnage took place in the middle of the sea and the sharks slowly pulled the captain’s body to the bottom of the ocean..The beach party continues in full swing and the light on the beach never grows dim.
On an early morning walk along the shore
I pondered thoughts about the ocean floor
What treasures are buried beneath its sands
Amid corals, anemones, orange sea fans
I wanted a key to unlock the seabed's door
On the crest of a wave, what had been carried
bobbled and lobbed, back and forth parried
from shore and blown across windswept seas
Miles traveled by storms or a tropical breeze
on ocean currents, their journey never tarried
In a shallow tidal pool, a conch was stranded
A gift from Poseidon's hand, I'd been handed
I held the shell to my ear and then listened
awed by the sound while the sun glistened
Waves crested until on the beach they landed
With perfect rhythmic cadence they swelled
on a high tide until its last ripples were felled
Another always followed, close upon its wake
constantly flowing as if it had a thirst to slake
quenched by rushing ashore as if compelled
Buoyantly, bottles drift on the crest of a wave
Directed by the whims of tides, as if a slave
No ebbing waters have ever ferried one to me
I ponder how many notes drowned in the sea,
bottles speared by Neptune. Forsooth, a knave!