Long Frenzy Poems
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Dear living one,
Days ago
I was like you
Full of life and kicking…
But…it all ended…
The angel looked at me
You are next
He said…
My heart skipped a beat
It went into a frenzy
Beating drums and sounds
Never heard of in life…
I was numb
I went deaf
My sight began failing…
I was dying…
Leaving the world behind.
He said to me relax!
Your destination is nigh
I never saw a thing
And then I went blind
Life snuffed out of me
And I’m dead…
When you read this
Pray for me
As I do for you…
We all need it
For one day
The inevitable becomes inevitable…
Lost in the crowd but I can only see you
The outside world falls into the background
I succumb to the frenzy all around me
feeding off your energy
I'm infatuated with the way those nimble fingers tickle those strings
I laugh at the gentle violence nudging my thoughts
Wishing it were me
These vibrations fill my body blushing I can no longer stifle the joyful scream caught in my throat
On my tounge a thousand bees are buzzing
To seize the honey dripping from your eyes
Bodies move in unison, the rhythmic humming of our hearts
This melodius ritual , feet pounding out our beautiful hysteria
I could dance to my death.......
What does she have to make me feel this way?
What does she do that makes her huge one sway?
When she makes her huge one sway
Rainbows rush to paint their play
All day he wants to be with her, so he stays
But what does she have, to make him feel this way....
A cozy home, I found in her arms~
Beautiful she, a canopy flooding love
When I lay my head upon her shoulders,
I'm tall, she's small, but we're we...
Nightly our bodies meet to know if we're we
Vacation times passed, we glided in merry sweet
Darling, behold, my gaze that softly speaks:
our true love banner bearing no defeat
Always with you, I plunge deep the ocean floors
As there in your arms-- I've found heaven's door.
Chest to chest with you I've reached Everest's peak
our heartbeats ride a supple frenzy heat
What does he have to make me feel this way?
What does he do that makes her little one sway?
When he makes her little one sway,
blinking twin stars shines to say
All day she wants to be with him, so she stays
What does he have to make her feel this way....
I read "forever" mirrored in his eyes:
his soul's windows, uttering no disguise
When together...we glow afire of wonder
Memories, we weave to always remember
If ever parted, I will be blue, hence
for always, I pray: "May God see us through"
Genes we yearn to spill, soon we will, we will.
as we want to build one, 'lil nation with care
He and I, two babies, we want in between.
Sugar, spices, all blend to colour our life
as our words wound, amidst webs of dreams.
We embrace strong in our esteem,
strangers whose eyes witness our affair
Unstoppable they say: "We are a lovely pair",
Forever in love, our aim shall be
Huge one, little one, will become more than thee!
©J. A. Fraser and O. E. Guillermo 14.34pm, April 04, 2015
puppy love
baby, look at the skyline
puffs of clouds dancing with the sun
so beautiful
baby, look at the treeline's undergrowth
grasses sprawling with daffodils
so beautiful
baby, I look no further, I look at your lines
a porcelain doll with chocolate eyes
you are by far the most beautiful, my dear,
... by far
baby, I put mom's notes down
... my hands sweating
... and pause, frozen in time
heartstrings and butterflies in frenzy
I look nervously in your brown chocolate eyes
"Baby would you like to go to the prom with me?"
connie pachecho
3/30/17
for fun
On one side
One person omitted from a dozen
On the other side
Five added to six persons
Making two over doubles scores
Scrabbling with the round leather with passion
All in the quest for action
But occasionally with a distinct fashion
Separated by a mad man
Running from pole to pillar
With a whistle in his mouth
Plagued alongside two other manias
Raising a piece of cloth
Coiled in a stick at each others half
Watched by frenzy fanatics at an open ground
The twenty-two persons are
Baptised with the name players
Desperate with zeal to hit the leather
Into a rather big fish net pillared by a pole
Behind the glove man
They seek to keep the round leather
Tossing it around with a rare
Aesthetic beauty that is only common
Across the Niger Area in the black continent
With a rhythmic samba beat in the Pele continent.
Nothing brings joy and unity like the round leather.
Alayande Stephen. Tolulope
21st ,October, 2005
1.11pm
Form:
“Why do I always try and fly Puddin’?
Still somethin’ feels like it’s pullin’.
Weapons, poison, I’ll go grab my mallet
dangerous bombshell come and get it!”
“I love you, Pumpkin Pie, get me out of jail,
I’ll send them a calling card in the mail.”
They went over such a flawless scam,
Joker and his protege’ the Harley Quinn;
Every idea a bit more convoluted,
they just want the guards executed;
Surrounded by doctors and locked doors,
eyes on destruction and a stolen car;
“I’ll just go make a couple of pipe bombs
Not to worry Mr. J soon we will be gone.“
“If we get separated just get kiting,
There won’t be a need for classless fighting.
All the pandemonium in the halls,
they won’t be able to watch us all.”
‘A simple goal for her.’ Joker thought,
Harley has been so perfectly taught;
The dance of the Arkham Asylum,
the condemnation of a dirty slum;
Psycho with a woman on her knees,
Bent psychiatrist she can steal the keys;
“Puddin’ can you imagine the frenzy?
They always seem to underestimate me.”
Joker looked at her “It will be fine,
they won’t see it coming this time.”
As they sat in closed session,
they fleshed out the coming deception;
Parted ways with smiles so bright,
saw freedom and fell asleep that night;
Delusions rose with the morning Sun,
they can’t stop until their mission is done;
Harley and the patient right on time,
handed Joker the keys turned on a dime;
Quietly he sat regarding their plot,
waiting to hear Harley’s first gunshot;
Hopped up with a laugh began to sprint,
monitoring the halls ever vigilant;
Found Harley heard the sound of the alarm,
Headed to the car running arm and arm;
Berserk Harley and Joker fit like a glove,
Happily ever after in psychotic love.
The day started
as a breeze without tracks
in the dew of a fresh mowed lawn;
But days come without warranty,
of things starting right,
remaining that way;
For soon after sunset
this breeze had metamorphosed
into a locomotive,
following a northeasterly path,
its only tracks, were of devastation in its wake;
Dawn, brought with it, sightseers,
and of course, a feeding frenzy of Shad
seeking cash for services,
from the aftermath of this great wind;
The area,
now resembled a war zone,
absent of bodies,
and for this I was thankful.
Then, God put a rainbow in the sky,
above Church steeple;
Was this His way of saying, time is short,
to His people?
Resonant like the moon, the sun’s shining — a halo through leafy oak.
The dark canopy like fig leaves, attempting to hide the naked bloke.
Ablaze on a cool November day, the warm and yellow sunbeam soak.
Comes, frenzy of cold blustery winds — mix of acorns, sticks, leaves.
Potential for slippery pavement in this bounty of beauty that weaves
its colorscape of synergy, naysayer of calm, coaxing flannel sleeves.
Surely, Spring and Summer relocates, in cabin fever far and away.
Nerve endings sense snow, the thwart of shorts and sleeveless play.
The drooping, wind-snatching of branch petals surpassing hearsay.
11/12/2019
My love since you are away
I visit you in my heart
I pull the image of your spirit from my soul
That way you are inside of me
That keeps me calm yet
In a serious sexy frenzy for your attention
I can only imagine you now but I know you
As the caring individual you are to me
Rereading your letters hanging
On every word for it’s warmth
My love you are a poet
Your heart rewrites my own
If I am upset your love calms me
If I cry your sigh soon silences me
It is the power you have
To create the psalms of my soul
From your own golden essence
I grow with you because of you
And I can’t wait till I hold you
To know who I have longed for
My entire life, maybe even before then
Surely you feel this pull of passion
My love, let me know that I am not alone
For since you have entered my heart
There can be no other
And like a poet you make
A beautiful bouquet
Of my feminine frailties
And adding your own masculine strength
We become a love song of
Many colors and textures
We become a sonnet in the sand written
By popular demand of your wisdom
My heart belongs to a king that is you
I long to tell you and prove
How special we are and will be together
Xxxooo
Awaiting my orders to love you more…
Smiles
The Scottis Generale,
Nicholas McJockstrap
Waes undefaited fu a decaid
Due to the nikkirless trap
But on thys partikul day…
Thei stud on the highelands
Withe thir kyltes flyring highe
Ase thir baggpypis pleyed
“Thes wyll gyve yu a stye in yur ey”
Thir ennemy, takin abak
By the sicht thei sawe
Thene advaunced wyth a skreyme
Saing “shou eus soum moary”
The Scottis secreet weapun
Ded nott wark
It juist creatted a frynze
Drave the ennemy berrserk
The ennemy, sailors
Adaptared thei sexeul palatiat
As thei strypped ofe thei cloath
Ty revele frokes fram a swanne laik ballatt
Thei foloued thei Captain
Byg Baud Benn
Skreyming “Kille ale the women”
“Ande raap ale the meyn”
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Translation
The Scottish General
Nicholas McJockstrap
Was undefeated for a decade
Due to his nickerless trap
But on this particular day…
They stood on the highlands
With their kilts flying high
As their bagpipes played
“This will give you a sty in your eye”
Their enemy, taken aback
By the sight they saw
Then advanced with a scream
Saying “Show us some more”
The Scottish secret weapon
Did not work
It just created a frenzy
Drove the enemy berserk
The enemy sailors
Learned to adapt their sexual palates
As they stripped off their clothes
To reveal frocks from a swan lake ballet
They followed their Captain
Big Bad Ben
Screaming “Kill all the women”
“And rape all the men.”