Long Glottis Poems

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'ke a Joyful Noise

Ajosh form of sonnet...

'Kill thy glottis pride.
Endow the Lord and take him on ride.

A joyful shout that dazes the earth.

Joy trampling on joy,life strangling death.
Over princes,kings and queens.
Yuletide season,when he did reign.
Fear your layrnx with an earth-quaking shout
Usurp your life,praise God,without doubt.
Lend your heart to one who owns it.

Neptune,Venus,Jupiter loves to do it.
Ointment on the feet of one who ever win.
Incense of words to one who'll convey with rapture's train.
Shout,make noise,elate your heart,
Endow the Lord with you praise,Bill your eyes!
       17:29:08:20:40
Form: Sonnet


Quien Sabe Su Nombre,Ars Poetica

I saw him in my dream
Or my dream saw him.
Girded in instructions,
Sitting opposite as a timed
adder. Listening to my glottis
spray,enchanting words elating
his heart and whipping his ear.
Diverse heads held many heads:
Head with debt and some deposited death.
Sat i with him in closure,
Pushing my lips forward for enclouse:
'I'm a poet',and all of that i've said.
But was veiled yet to me that he had a news.
For so long had i been loquacious,
He pushed forth his words: tentatively audacious.
And like the purposed wind flew.
His product did my brain told me audibly,
But when my eyes untrust themselves,
My brain seemed mute.
He'd said: 'Their is a female poet in hebrew 
Her name is 'monume?'.
I'm i sure i got the name.
Even there lies the mistake.
Just returned from hoping around the air,
And the air refused to bear the burden faithfully.
Or you know the name:
That poet of strangling fame?
Ho me,if thou do,
Maybe she's hidden by her variant skill.
Or nature pleaded to have her in her bossom.
'Monume?'

1000 Dollar

Standing was i at the edge of the sea:
The reefs chatterings,the waves clapping.
The Jellies smiling at me,hurting my soul.

He stood at the other side of the sea:
Waving at me,beckoning to me.
Admonishing me,pulling my heart to him:
'I may be of help',the wind carried the offspring of his glottis.

But how can i meet him?
The foe wouldn't me or he:
Even the pompous and indifferent sea,
Executing his order,staying mine.

Yet,he wants to come to me.
Even like the curtains bolt,
My heart is fastened to him.
Who will bring us together.
He have been lonely.
I,of him i've been Hungry.

Wants a willing ship that'll travel to his end(where he stand).
And bring a thousand dollar to me(where i am).
Even before i'm dead(of him).
       17:16:11:20:31
Form:

To the One Who Raised My Arms

Being the giver of my life:
Jolting me away from strife.
Loaning me to joyfulness
Graced with love and happiness.

The hunting wolves measuring the depth 
Of the promiscous earth:
You tossed me above their claws,
Raising  me beyond all flaws.

Even when the leopard figured my brights:
Even when i was wroth in its sight.
It intended to make me and destruction bethrot.
But dashed apart was it like cedar by his wrath.

Under his wing my shelter be:
Even like the mother hen's:Little mild chicks.
Through the hole of the wings my eyes perceived the foe:
And yea,by him,i did words throw.

'Come take me now' i'd said.
To the wandering timid chick who fled.
And i who once dwelt in the cave of fright,
Now take against all my plights.

Traces...

The beauty of your holiness,
Even crazed with indisguise awesomeness.
At the awe of your generosity,
My glottis soar in it's velocity.

Chewing: 'Oh how grateful am i'.
To the one who raised my arms!
       17:21:17:20:56
Form:

La Paz Y Su Auricular-Arabian Sonnet

PEACE AND HER EAR PIECE

My eyes greeted the way to the class,
Saw different people with different eyes,
Some without and with glass,
Some toss around like an empty mass.

Then did i saw a spirit before me:
Then,elated was my glottis.
But within her ears was an earpiece.
Then i think i heard the voice of the Holy Spirit.

I called and called her till i was nearer,
For the more i move closer it seem to her farther.
Till i removed the 'piece from her ears,she proved deafer.

Then she did saw me an exclaimed: 'Oh josh,you're here?'.
So,are many who YHWH calls which cannot hear,
Till he take the earpiece away from their ears.
      18:01:09:06:45
Form: Sonnet


The Day's Ray

"The day's dawn is stretched like a lawn,but few will have fun"

1)Getting on a bus:
Some by choice some by force.
The way seemed holy and flowered.
But the bus stripped her off
her garment and made her naked:

2)There were the monsters and the cowards,
The aged and the littluns,
The preserved and the observed,
The obssessed and the possessed,
The loved and the hated,
All billing their faces,
Causing it to ooze sweat.
'Honk Honk' the monster wailed.
'You wan fly',my glottis thrived.

3)Passers-by have one or two things to say:
'Get off my bus',the conductor was vexed:
The woman wasn't of the fare aware,
And the conductor never cares.

4)Would have love to finish the movie,
But deprived was i for my duty.
'A Lecturer may awaits me in the class',
I thought till my thought got me off and down.

Maybe later the journey continues.

And the actions make same rhythm

"Time is money,time is precious,time is a virtue,time is life. Those who play with time plays with their lifes".
     17:19:12:09:42

Wants To Float

Here it's even:
The cloud called at me,
Even he spoke to me:
He said 'Joshua,why're you worried'.
I was reluctant letting the 
Cat out of the bag.
Then,he weighing my doubt
spelt by my betraying eyeballs 
admonished me and bade me
to elate my glottis and seduce
his ear of the matter eating me up.

Then i lent him the truth,
With the intention that he'll give me fruit:
'I gat to leave my country,
Before the death of this month'. Said I.

He chuckled and whipped the dripping
water from his face.
I, drowned by the wits of
his uncalled actions forced
my gaze towards him straining
my ears to perceive his words.

'I'll be of help to you,
Only if you float in me',he continued.

Elated was i after those words:
That even he is willing to help.

But i've been jumping for hours
If i can only touch him.
Yet,the jealous earth wouldn't me.

Even yet,i'm still jumping:
Maybe i need a ladder:
Even a humanic ladder.
      17:22:17:20:48
Form: Narrative

The Last of the Strong Ones

The battle is over,
Herald are sent and uncovered.
Elites are deported from the nook and crannies.

Leaders of the war are now demised.
Aggression and oppresion escoted love;
Serendipities of hoity clamour are shoved.
Time came and gone

Overruled by peace life moves on.
Frights of bullets escaping from the pistol glottis deceased.

Truck of ammunitions had all their periods missed.
Halt of demolition thrived,
Elated hearts,adorned souls again did rise- but

Some are paralyzed,two eyes with no hand.
Trance of ambiguity made more of them strand.
Resting in afflicted peace; the casualties.
Of all the dead,their breath hold unto them atleast.
Night seemed a breaking new dawn,
Graced with deception and truthful morn.

Origin of the clan is again renovated,
News and joyful dirge are transported.
End of all comes; rumour of clamour;but onething life owns;
Strong ones eat the teeth-breaking part of the bone.
c.2017
Form: Acrostic

Horus and Isis

HORUS AND ISIS
HORUS
Mame,let me off to the dam,
The thane of korus getting off the pride of
the rams.
Go to,heretofore,be stayed me no longer,
By heaven,I'm famished,I'm of revenge
hunger.
The lain are laned on the train,
To make of his folly,I'll make of art the main.
ISIS
'Son of the sun',the rain will fall.
Mend the net,prick the tatched tall.
Raise the pitch of the atmosphere,
Gird the abode,of us,make the rain fear.
We'll sleep by the day and lay bare,
If you stay not awhile,'My Horus dear'.
HORUS
The cloud being scold severally,
Swelling swelling,preparing to burst already.
Then the hay made for his way,
To make him of the tears stay.
'Weep not,ho weep not',admonished be.
But he'd wept uncontrollably before close be
the gate of her glottis.
How would she of such say,
When the host of his treachery would not
stay?
By heaven I would return before the morn
funeral,
Let me hence to pounce the general.
By this matter I crave!
By your heart,Mame,do behave.
ISIS
Get thee hence now to my order,
Thou make not,thou hop not yonder.
HORUS
Cursed be the apple of my eyes,
That beg of mildness my heart.
I will get all I will,
By force,choice or by Will.
Enough of my word with thee Mame,
My sword shall do the remaining saying.
At least you would,perchance you return,
Know that actions are ought to be strangle
not be punned.
Thy head will go off now,
When i return,Mame,i'll replace in it house.
(Head went off)
ISIS
Spell be spelled on earth,
The life go not,loan me the life of death.
The cow of Iris totter to me,
Sword of Lily,come unveil the mystery.
My head,had Horus,sent on a journey,
But god-ful mystery be my merry.
Come,oh,my head is gone off now,
Come replace it with the Brenham Cow's.
Thus did she with her head bargain with
the cow's.
But by magic,no one knows how.
18:02:12:11:53
Form: Epic

Ephemerality

'lasting for a very short time':

You went to a college,
graduated in flying colours.
Was drunk with the vapour 
of distinction
In the higher level's age.
Knowledge was your cage.
Even you obtained certificates.
But death pursued your breath:
Bethroted to Ephemeral.

Groomed by the best clown,
elating glottis,scolding eyes.
Gone to river of rivers 
to fetch.
Caught sharks,whales and leviathan.
But health got you tied:
Bethroted of ephemeral.

1)Education is ephemeral(though proving he's a sage.)
Profession and his wife are ephemeral(though boasting around wealth).
Sickness is ephemeral(though often scaring away health.)

  All strive to stay,
But they would not stay.
Drown in the dread 
of unseen phenonmenons.

Ephemerality is not all those things up there:
 It's you:
Even you that doesn't know who you're,
You that gets intimidated easily,
For you'll last but for a very short time.

"Life will not give you what's right,if you're mute."
   
EPHEMERALITY!
    17:1:12:14:17

Written in the Honour of my dear friend: Robert M Smith

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