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As I rest upon my heels,
into my head, my thoughts do spill
there to sit alone and wait
is much too long to contemplate.
The experience is all brand new,
the man, rope, and paddle too
It excites but also scares
the fluctuation of my cares.
I wait for the gentle breeze,
that swiftly blows between my knees
when I am placed into his lap
and the whip against my flesh goes tap.
So much emotion I have inside,
just add, subtract and then divide
I have no shame or guilt to plea
my Master is so good to me.
I inhale the intoxication,
as we reach our destination
a journey between two souls
who exactly knows where this could go.
Date: 1/18/2022
letting go of trying to let go
is a stubborn hammer to the rusty nail of life
a dream come true ago i was in awe of a superstar
a broken time machine later i was neck deep in question marks
my mind was an indecisive balloon in constant states of fluctuation and contemplation
moonlit dreams of a certain celebration raced through my head at breakneck speed
the crash and burn came about when you decided that you had enough
it is then that my heart knew no more arrows that meant anything
opportunity keys were now eye candy museums for passionate locksmiths
my biggest regret is having regrets at all with you as that only subject
i go bonkers everyday and healthy alternatives never fall on me
the only weight i ever feel is that of your ice boulder shoulder
letting go of trying to let go
is a repetitive door slammer with endless pails of strife
When your heart pours forth in vulnerable vacillation
When the feeling in your voice brings fervor to fluctuation…
I am all ears to every word, like a prisoner inspired before becoming a saint,
Like the vision glossed in the artist’s eye just before he lays his brush to paint
I am your morning darkness lingering upon the open eye,
Sipping your emotions in the potent oceans of your sigh
Suddenly mess has meaning as your heart rewards your mind
With the vast impasses of your praise, bliss I ever find
How can I sleep this night when I adore you so?
Not enough this love have I let you know
That in so loving, there is worthiness of living
And in our glorious receiving, our hands together sculpt body of believing
"Amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs; "
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
He dwells on the sound, of the leafless branches
Describes the trees, admits the guiltless eye
In conversation with frivolous jagged shadows
His joys and sorrows with a true heart
The tree and he, had already embraced each other
In the winter when the stars shiver under the frost,
the trees go to sleep
Thin branches, like chalk white fingers point up into the air
The passion that everyone feels drunk with
but not so drunk that you drown
With magical power and a warm soul
Strange fluctuation of all natural things
Branches encircled with a beard of moss
a buzzing life of larvae
where the birds can live without alms
Before the happy days are lost in curly
cold and heavy snow clouds
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22/11/2019
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Little Billy was a designer
Known worldwide and even wider,
All the way from here to China.
Little did the people know
Little Billy had a vag*na.
Little Billy sold millions
and billions of gold bullions
Worth, to many civilians
Alike parents and children.
Each item was worth about forty,
Little Billy sponsored all things sporty
Little did Billy know, it would be shortly
That the world would be aborting.
News headlines, global sensation
Of Little Billy's gender connotation
Revealed in a social fluctuation.
All Billy could feel was humiliation.
Sponsorships ended
Cost price descended
Moral right transcended
All because Billy pretended
That she was a woman
Living as man
In a land where the wage expands
When you've got an appendage.
The sun is shining brightly
On high and in my heart
Can't think of any good reason
Why my happy is off the chart
Could it just be a fluctuation
In my everyday ebb and flow
Or am I about to inherit a fortune
Perhaps fifty million or so
That'd get my heart a-pumping
Have to go lie down I fear
Gotta survive to enjoy my luck
At least for a few more years
Maybe a trip to some exotic place
Where girlies dress in grass skirts
Swing and sway oh what a scene
This stress I must try to avert
Always been a real big sucker
For members of the opposite sex
They drive me wild, my eyes bug out
I stutter and stammer, by heck
How bout that, my fine feathered friends
Survived another bout of girly-itis
One day it's sure gonna get me good
When it renders me totally speechless
The sun is shining brightly
On high and in my heart
Know why I'm so pooping happy
It's the joy you Soupers impart
© Jack Ellison 2014
Written: October 21, 2023
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To be quite truthful—this epoch is tedious.
I dread them at times, analogous to previous
Dyed by a lack of variance and fluctuation.
Iterate routine rituals—meals, bills, taxation.
I can't believe how quickly time has flown by.
Wrinkles around my eyes feign my look way.
Suddenly, my young kids began to scream.
I lose track of time until all the eddies gleam.
Ogle overall life—what do you foresee?
Pages unwritten—dreams holding the key
Words locked within, yearning for light
Seeking a saffron sky—scale stiff sight.
Meandering amid this sweaty labyrinth
On a quest to descry arrant amaranth.
Unaffected by novelty, speed, or transience,
Rather, favors beating in a sturdy ambiance.
Its gentle beat requires focused attention.
This is not for sissies or pretenders intentions.
To cement an alliance that seeks out solitude.
Deer graze over the breast; wings raise brood.
Forgive swiftly if you flout the rules—life is short.
Warm love, soft kisses, and free mirth exhort.
And never be regretful—always embrace
That obviously brings a smile to your face.
A straining kite yearns for a cloud.
As the sun aims to cut fuzzy shrouds,
Words we deliver—but no one hears.
As no clues, the query quest eager ears,
Too many mountains abide yet to climb.
Copious ventures for a hundred lifetimes.
Inscribing mellifluous views on the walls of life
Following fugacious furtive with flutter and fife
Describers of visions that lay beyond reach
Grasping for tomorrow on a distant beach
I wrote these words for those who belong.
Just them will realize dreams are poets' songs.
3/3/15
Remember we take responsibility on our own account
As of now
How?
Could you have any idea what I'm about
If you just listen to what came out of another person's mouth
Especially if it was negative and rather foul
Then don't you dare have a cow
Before giving me a chance to disprove the doubts
Not that I'm worried about having to verify or vouch
And with that I'm out
Stomach continuing to growl
Time to get some chow
Preferrably kung pao
Cruising around the town
To familiar and unfamiliar grounds
Enjoying the moment atop the mountains and the profound
Amount of clouds
Aiming to rise higher with less fluctuation than the renowned DOW
And if not, I'd still be proud
For trying instead of giving up and holding my head down
It's not allowed
Don't cross the line or move out of bounds
Like a wolf, I like to stare up at the moon and howl
Before continuing on the prowl
With senses and vision sharper than an owl
Never blowing my cover or making a sound
Sometimes I burn up so much loud
All by myself or with a crowd
By: Dalton Ogletree
God rises from the deep
The god prays to the almighty
I cry over JESUS CHRIST
The clouds turn in pollution of Lord Almighty
The population bow to terrorism
Creationist door handle
The 'bong' of our Lord Jesus Christ
The twist of the Earth turning to Allah - Supreme Being
Murder, Terror
God sits in his castle
BONG BONG
The world twists and turns in Quantum Mechanics
Theoretical Lord Almighty
Judgement Day - "I breath" in my casket
The fluctuation of the Planet Earth
Le - Perception is not enough alone
I can see multiple Lord Almighties in a large quantity of planets
This perception is not enough
Definition is not enough alone
Bring me more!
Outlandish Kintegarden Simpleton
Judgement Day is insignificant
With my conceived thought
- Beyond the level of your World and Solar System
LIFE an absurdity(HOGARTH)
a passion
of the ridiculous
the manner
of time
in
rapid moments
bustling streets
a metropolitan buzz
collision&
melodrama
of crammed alleys
excess
a teeming hell
perpetual fluctuation
yellowed mouldy
flamboyant
evoked higgledy piggledy
teeming&
tangled
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived