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Premium Member Climate Change

All hearts are young and gay in Spring
When youth's charade is in full swing.
Toward love's sweet well you shyly slink,
Once there you do not hesitate to drink
Or stop to think what will tomorrow bring.

Youth, flagrantly ablaze with Summer's fires,
Engulfed in new and strange desires,
In words naïve, but honey-sweet,
You prate of love without deceit,
But passion's heat, unbridled, soon expires,

And all the torrid promises you made
By Summer's end begin to fade.
Those fervent words hang dry and bare
When Autumn's chill is in the air,
And rare the fruit that ripens in the shade.

But 'neath the glaze of Winter's snows
Love's ember dims, yet still it glows.
It hides and bides its time 'til Spring
When hearts revive and come alive again,
And love's sweet well reswells and overflows.
Form: Rhyme


Christmas

Christmas is a long song sung in winter,
An epic poem written with white quill feather pen and
Gold ink, and on clouds of paper,
Beginning from a sneezing December to a
Dizzying twelfth-calendar month,
When snow drizzles gently into the souls of
Those who hearken to the tinkling sound of
The church bell which rings gently with the weight of
The slow-passing season.

I see whiteness in every song, with so much redness;
Regal and romantic; flagrantly friendly.
Oh, how pure!
Oh, how sweet!
Well, that’s Christmas.
It lights up the courage in us to think right and assume
Merriment in the warmness of some frozen hearts.
It’s the best time of the year.
I swear to this because I am a child of Christmas.
It’s a time of fog and dew and sleet that rebaptise us.
Let’s not forget the slanting rain whose liquid kisses us.
And white Christmas of snow-carpeted lands and seas.
There’s no other time or season like it.

So full of gentleness and love,
Christmas causes hearts to race s-l-o-w-l-y,
As the year races on to breast the tape of seasons.

Feelin' It

Its like being nicked
or narked,

Being triggered to spark! 

Being filtered out of your mixes that pair well with high speed art,

if visions of passion release your greatest remarks-
how come your *****es aren't snitches in places that are dark? 

Its because the new future has had a start,
20 years ago, but who's counting,
are you a happy old fart? 

So where to be nested or invested or even confessed to? 

At the bar! ? 

GO AND GET NEXT TO YOU! 

Send out the best to be viewed! 

Treat the bets well,
'cause you're already in a sweaty smell,

they have necked into your vest and stretched out the lapels.

But winged birds are pests don't you know...

Don't be a germ, just do your best -or got to hell.


Flagrantly you've made your bed, and had all the time in this world...

Go be a girl!

Cause men's jobs don't need your opinionated help.

Navigating Outward Bounds of Relationships

Volition, orientation familiarization aahing
and oohing within restrictive paradigm molding
inviolable honorable gentility -
flagrantly, desirously, clearly boyz abandoning
willfully skirting, panting (heavily)
forfeiting abominably, (no Joe King) abiding

chomping at bit, damning delineated, or obscure
parameters, between one acceding
Earthlinked selfish living
psychosexual pining human bing,
and another ardently avowedly ambitious
altruistic agent provocateur (lol)

at first blush hinting Moulin Rouge adulation
under dim (witted) lighting accenting
individual randy salient
traits savoring tête-à-tête
tasty hors d'oeuvres accentuating
nuances highlighting flirtatious countenance

initially unconditionally stubbornly accepting
dire hormonal straits
as prickly fledgling acquaintanceship
quivers, negotiates, kickstarts abolishing
inchoate biochemical protracted coupling
conveniently interpreting accessing

breeching, catapulting Dickensian estuary,
non verbal communication nsync abridging
painstakingly erecting complex edifice
suavely, urbanely, wittily accessorising
tried and truevalue tricks acclaiming
debonair heroic manliness princely

qualities dutifully dominate directing
demure damsel in distress absconding
convincing, foreplaying, jimmying,
rollicking readily acclimatizing
challenges thrust up gracefully parlaying
most savvy serious similarly sophisticated

totally tubular testosterone tactics
versatile repartee accomplishing
dynamics cultivating atavistic romantic ballet
on duh poe whit tick abutting
metaphorical foot accoutering

trappings adorned since mythological
Adam and Eve accrediting
latter, sans virile unavoidable temptation
savoir faire verboten fruit, accelerating
action whereby unsuspecting, slithering,
lurking serpent teen accounting
rattle unheard by apse cent church fathers

subsequently excoriating, condemning, accusing,
nonetheless indomitable transcendence achieving
pinnacle of prostrate poignancy
inexpressible ecstasy acquiescing
nonpareil acquisition adulation activating
ascendence assaying administering
amorousness activating. aching.

Sycamore, Swing

Sycamore tree, swing thee far?
On a crescent line?
Yes, sir. As I strive for par:
I think of the vine.

Due, friend, to its supple reach?
Twist and turn a-right.
Spark within me, I beseech.
Flicker, fly, and fight.

Well, young man, mythology.
Legends of the old?
Ancient is the redwood? Sea.
Lava makes the gold.

Sword, point heavenward and stand.
Enforce hell's command.
Fear severe, have you been planned?
Fire, forms frequent fanned?

Doubt, without? Tough taut to tout?
Down the waterspout.
Lily pad, repair or rout?
Flagrantly to flout.

Yet organized the strong ones step.
Each in rhythmic racks.
Soldier, load thy gun with pep.
Notes hang up with tacks.

City bells, alarums.
What message will you ring?
Plume volcanic, ply thy plums.
Blister as ye bring.

Crumbs. Chaos, thy star dances.
Dissonant its flow.
Fate and Fortune, white chances.
Black the broken bow.
Form: Rhyme


Galvanized With Steely Mettle

Countless instances submitting poems
finds me racking
quite a hefty collection of rejections,
the responses lacking
disappointing voluminous vicious
venomous vitriolic backing
quite the contrary,
the prefabricated responses

unsuccessful at hijacking
my "FAKE" toothy gumption
(since I wear dentures) lip smacking
bite size packing
not exceptionally appetizing,
but definitely wanting
with more pungent acidity stinging
(albeit figuratively) painfully digging

into the essence of all bone marrow,
asper this humble,
who will brazenly continue entering
competitions until scathing
character ridiculed of course including
unsolicited yet denigrating
words clearly, definitively,
and flagrantly insinuating

this prolific entity among
basket of deplorables wasting
his precious energy and time crafting
ambiguous, horrendous, and
nebulous word mangling
poetic endeavors attempting
to garner plaudits generating
infamous, notorious, and

sanctimonious renown diluting
the medium, which 
August pantheon replete
with posthumous scriveners
reputations eternally outshining
any facile, infantile, 
and juvenile laboring
in my unbiased opinion 

far more deserving
of a simple bland communique
devoid of any ripsnorting
flagitious, malicious, and
unscrupulous character assassinating
(mine), which continuously insipid sending
(to yours truly) said
tactfully gentle turning

down efforts requiring
nose to the grindstone painstaking
efforts, which witness shuttering
myself within this
mancave, barely surviving
on thin gruel necessitating
copious blood, sweat, and tears with
nary even a shopworn reprehensible glint

bombarding, condemning, and defaming,
hence such determination bedeviling diligence
to espy acceptably blistering
excoriating, and insulting
nauseating mean opprobrium
meted out to me
until such outpouring
of vindictiveness acquired,
I will continue logic bending writing.

Wherefore art thou to find (even trumped) critique?
Form: Bio

Premium Member Precipice

Rumi Quote "Doubt is a precipice on the way to God. Blessed is he who is freed from its bonds."
            __________________________________________

Walking toward the edge, facing a gray sky,
Paradise magnificence is dazzling below.
Goals are shrouded amid dense, rimy snow,
Amid scarlet stones, serenading scary lullaby.

Mountain summits catch nascent sunbeams,
Time for either primal bitterness or delight.
Flagrantly feeling fearful of a factious fright,
Falls fully into the recess of sliced streams.
 
Positioned on the edge of annihilation,
I was looking into the distance of my mind.
I am seated and pensive, on muse behind,
Have I the resolve to move toward obligation?

Yeah, the road ahead is all thorny and broken,
So I'm trapped, admiring it from a distance.
However, I am unable to reverse my insistence,
for the route I've taken is empty and betoken.

I've no action as to dwell in confine of truth,
Observing dread and splendor of doubt. 
Skilled in leaving to safety despite flout,
Wish to dive into the dimness, still in my youth.  

Fear the ambiguous; it is nothing but dread,
If not brave enough to tackle a rough path. 
As I felt anxious at this point, unfit to lath.
Still, what path can I decide to sail ahead?

Should I return to weird safety or leave? 
Is the charm of the enigma alluring to me? 
What can I do?  not a clear path to foresee 
Yet, such ways will always be a lie to weave.
 
But I must purport to persist on this precipice. 
Hinders the impending gravity of genesis.
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member The Life of Death

dark she rode stealth into the night
 grasping unsuspecting souls at will

 flagrantly impudent and remorseless 
 decimating dauntless troops
 she showed no clemency

 under the veil of night
 in muffled silence swept
 shrouded death in full flight
 while angels stood and wept

 bereft forewarning
 shells of bodies stacked behind
 confiscated souls
 how fleeting the illusion
 when passes the life of death


(4 successive forms: Crystalline, Kimo, Quatrain and Tanka)



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on April 2, 2018 for contest IT’S ALL ABOUT FOUR CONTEST  sponsored by BROKEN WINGS  -  RANKED 4TH

and April 2, 2018 for contest THE LIFE OF DEATH CONTEST POSTED AS VERSE sponsored by ANTHONY SLAUSEN  -  HONORABLE MENTION
Form: Verse

Basking Robins and Droning Wasps

Serious intent to read
latest issue of TIME magazine
found attention pleasantly distracted,
when I became keenly aware
of flora and fauna bursting,

blooming, buzzing, and twittering
oblivious to yours truly sitting stock still
in folding lawn chair
marveling at each budding
natural born architect and engineer

each respective constituent
living organism engrossed
delicate as deft potters crafting chinaware
observing good and
plenti hive nesting reverential species
trumpeting suave and donning debonair

without any pretentious fanfare
merely obedient to genetic coded wear,
exclusive domain glorified, ordained,
and sanctified by divine imprimatur
contemplating if despair

experienced by coterie of biosphere
not including *****sapiens,
and/or aghast that their extinction
dooms them to disappear,
which undeserved fate unfair

for innocent animals and plants
critically contributing as
unique vital gadgeteer
linkedin to significant role
evolution indiscriminately licensed

met with preserved concord, versus mutineer
extant among bipedal hominids
each and every simian forebear
generally recent primate ancestors,
whose short lifespans predated medicare,

but more particularly modern man/woman,
who flagrantly extracted precious
minerals, plundered mountains,
usurped possibly, sans sadling muleteer

and/or forced chaingang extruded
raw materials to concoct wear
able, munitions, disposable,
and most importantly

deadly ordnance for bloody warfare,
never quenching thirst for mortal Kombat,
nor scooping up riches galore,
no matter wealthy status equals bajillionaire!
Form: Pastoral

Overt and Wanton Police Abuse Analogous To Societal Sepsis Leak 1

Martial law inapropos to stave, staunch,
and stem police brutality,
nevertheless commander in chief
will violently barrel ahead
particularly when blatant iniquities
flagrantly heaped upon
innocent dark skinned human bodies,
who far to often get accosted, beaten, choked
without justice, but
judged guilty merely existing.

Protestations within metropolitan urban areas
all across the United States
sparking riots else within world
began in Minneapolis on May 26, 2020
following the death of George Floyd
coroners determine cause of death asphyxia
after Minneapolis Police Department (MPD) officer
Derek Chauvin knelt on his neck
for 8 minutes and 46 seconds.

Akin to striking a match
into highly flammable liquid
diverse people expressed legitimate rage
against machinations targeting humans,
whose obvious epidermal pigment
unwittingly sacrifices said
dark skinned people burnt offerings.

Sacrificial lambs only become martyrs,
yet sadly never realize their true value, nor
relish (hot diggity dog) purposefulness
cuz her/his mortality nipped in (figurative) bud
when precious life cruelly stolen.

As iterated courtesy similar
crafted by yours truly
persons falsely hash tagged recalcitrant
(predominantly boys and/or men)
exhibiting physiognomy proclaiming
African American, Australia,

Haiti, Melanesia, Papua
New Guinea and South Asia...
as motherland, more so
black immigrants comprise
growing proportion of said
racial (constituency) population.

Usually no culpability
linkedin with rudely mistreated individual,
whose inalienable (inherent) rights:
life, liberty and pursuit of happiness
hijacked solely predicated upon bigotry.

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