Long Hexed Poems
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I'm nobody
Just a guy with a job
But I take it seriously ... very
Security clearance, eye scans, palm prints, the whole nine
The big shots? The head honchos and shoulder stars?
They don't even know my name, or care to
But they count on me, you see ...
Depend on me like the sun and NATO rounds
"IT Specialist" is the job description
Can't tell you how many laughs I've squeezed out of THAT one
I'm just a desk schlub - a screen, mouse, and keyboard are my tools
Oh, that little mouse - the holy havoc hell she's raised!
I call her "Suzie", ('cause she's choosy)
She is one sexy beeyatch, let me tell you ... with an attitude
One hexed flex of the index, and she rules the world
Targets vaporized with efficiency and haste
From here-to-Raqqa to Kingdom Come
Problems, paranoias, terrorists, non-essential marks, collateral ... poof!
With just the wag of Suzie's cute little tail
She loves her job ... I mean, she takes real pleasure in it
Me? I take it seriously, but just for the pay
I don't take it home with me
'Cause I'm nobody ...
Just a guy with a job.
subsequently splashed by
LXXII spittle aged
perspiring ogre) with exuberance
(like some voodoo freelance
sing hexed indigo gurl goo goo doll,
a villainous venal mummified
rattle trap declaring forbiddance
from this moment forward grievance
fomented by via triple threat
to American democracy
sans, intransigence, insouciance, ignorance,
thus taking recourse upon the heads
of "stupid" journalists forcing hand
toward "losers" who spread lies,
hence president signs issuance
analogous to lance
sing (via strong trumpeting arm),
a yuge bigly boil saying believe me
(meaning him - moron in chief)
asseverating the congressional,
global, and orbital
bulwark acting with noncompliance
necessitating entire military
industrial complex arsenal
heavily reinforced (at
the expense of every social,
governmental, environmental, etc cetera
to manage unruly populace
with mandatory diktat decreeing obeisance
with non dodging demagoguery
huff ford ding auto-da-fé fiat ordinance
this platform to guarantee overdominance,
when November 2020 election
for forty sixth president
takes place with poignance!
You turn a in dream into a nightmare.
Chasing something that you know I'll never be.
If we stay here, we're not together.
You leave me feeling hexed.
"You are in control of your own life," they say.
But I know every ounce of jubilation or poignant feeling I get is because of you people.
There is no such thing as coincidence.
There are no chance or twist of fate.
How about predestination?
The grave is not the final destination.
They say, "everything happens for a reason."
They say "a choice you make creates a ripple effect that causes other things to happen."
Yall are full of tales and fibs.
At first it was scarier and now there's a sense of humor.
Ill tell you the truth.
Come here.
Come close.
Jesus would hate you.
He would hate you all.
God is real.
He's just a demon.
The holy spirit is the mark of the beast.
You people put the evil spirit in Jesus christ.
Tortured and killed him.
Sent him to hell and then resurrected in his godly body.
"The good die young," they joke.
Gothic Pets
Must of conjured up three demon cats from the depths of hell
What Halloween mischief does their presence foretell
Cat-lions roar, mincemeat!
Kids scared off with no treat
I think I’ll keep my new pets around for a spell
by Robert Gorelick
Bilé - Celtic god of Hell's missing his demon dearies
Ran from hell for fun whilst Bilé in tearies
Three maybe a charm
though bring on hexed harm
Best beckon back and stick with manuscript queries!
by I Am Anaya
Those three cats with their eyes glowing bright red
Suddenly appearing on the doorstep
May seem meek and mild
But are truly wild
Be on your guard as they're a ghostly threat
by Beryl Edmunds
A torn tale ere was sewn b' time's tool;
''f haggard hemisphere 'n' nocturnal nude,
'n which porous promiscuity 's oft draped -
furred fabrics, scales embroidery.
This tale 'n which cursed clothing was hexed;
porous past oozing sassy spell.
Makes marred maidens scarce behove laud,
but fractured flaunts cum odds grilled galls.
Tell those who 'gain sew this torn tale,
that nosy needle anon 'll break,
'n' sewn sanity would foster pawn
''f bruised beauties, gaunt graces 'n' plagued pores.
Let throbbing themes ''f this taunting tale
'n' wools ''f sewn silk canvas wits, fame 'n' shame.
'20:07:23:13:41
Note:
a) Of fractured fashion.
b) Written apace with Middle English lexis:
i) Ere - before
ii) oft - often
iii) Hexed - cast spell
iv) behove - suit
v) cum - and
vi) galls - biles
vii) anon - soon
c) The following are used with no syllabic consequences:
i) b' - by
ii) "f - of
iii) 'n' - and
iv) 'n - in
v) 's - is
vi) 'll - will
She’s Got Me Tongue Twisted
By: Emmanuel Ochan Nyeko
This girl, what can I say when I’m dreaming all day;
Trying to speak to her and say hey; but these words are all lame;
With the skies all grey, she lightens up that haze,
Oh my now I’m tongue twisted…..
What’s next, get hitched no stress,
Or get ditched in distress
Gosh this Damsel got me all stressed!
I want her to be more than my mistress,
Ferocious, glamoured and she’s in a dress;
Ohhlalaaa what to do next,
Grab her then text like its no test.
Oh Gosh, now I feel so vexed.
And I’m mumbling like I’m hexed
Oh gawd she got me tongue twisted!
Do I think I’m the best,
Because she chose to see me next
Or am I just another pen,
To be chewed, thrown and lent;
Oh why, please why me,
It feels like quicksand and I’m sliding !
Oh my you’ve got me wildin…
Gosh she got me tongue twisted..
Intact I am math,
but in a blast I run fast-
somewhere above the tree line
I am seen as fine,
but inside I am tried.
The weather doesn't help locate a song,
so I hop on a motorcycle to get gone,
I soon crash into a nearby tree,
and lay on the ground for weeks.
The sooner I come home-
the lesser I learn how to grow,
and its never anything but my last breathe of shine that I felt my teeth grind,
gashing the enemy-
the way of the blind,
organic and prime,
my weaknesses don't show,
so I am fine.
And while feeling fine,
in an interesting wine,
I smell the pine,
it aches within me-
raking at my earliest pillory-
so I walk on pleased,
get paid,
and then go spend all my pees,
with this withering game of time,
I get hexed to know some of mine,
but I soon stop,
eager to drop,
1,2,3, and then four,
four strips,
one token,
and two years unspoken,
where I turn and spin in the door,
a splendid welcome to adore!
What shores have washed away from the pores!
What course I have taken to learn how to adore!
But there is a land I lived in alive-
but it just wasn't my find,
I was there,
but it wasn't my mind...
I wish I could scream!
Feel mean!
Go away unnoticed!
Then re-arrive climbing in trees!
Birds eat the bees,
lizards the breeze,
but character never breeds,
its gotta be seen-
understood,
spoken and then dreamed,
before you wake to it,
just like she made ya do it,
and you jerked yourself through it,
started ta loosin' it,
got loaded,
and became a rude influence.
Global outreach and broken barriers
Carriers of diseases and hydroponics
Hypnotic supersonic satellite memories
Simmering beneath a veil of gray
Stay and memorize a million lies
Ties to be cut while the government denies
Demise is written in the stars
Scars molded into the very bone
Lone gunmen create chaos
Pay us in prayers and solitude
Gratitude in fictional farewells
Bells ring over a black sky
Why did it have to come to this
Kiss the hissing smoke
Choke on the idea it's all real
Feel everything burning slowly
Lonely is the one who knows the reason
Seasons come and seasons go
Flow from one line to the next
Hexed and vexed It was one last text
Perplexed it lacked all pretext
Annexed by a world that doesn't care
Nightmare unto nightmare solemn amen
Again we traverse and transmogrify
Occupy your mind and detoxify thoughts
Brought from regurgitated program shows
Dispose of the evidence as circumstantial
Substantial evidence in a simulation theory
devastatingly, grievously, inconsolably,
got hexed, issued jilted livingsocial, a less
son learned to late, how maddeningly mess
say yon nick lee infuriated, not accepting press
sing ill fate, nor countenancing fatal injustice,
refusing to curtsy fiendish inxs did piss
her off (poisoned scorpion sting) remiss
cheekily peppering psyche as if Swiss
cheese, a once spunky Arthur Murray shored
dance instructor, who scored
door prize in the guise of thee less torte sured
near nonagenarian papa, where meanness poured
from grim mortal outlook parlayed moored
deadly reaper, quashed, ruined as lord
stole, sacred maternal tribal nurse, unfairly did hoard
final precious seconds unexpectedly meant un explored
positive rapport forever undergirded "door"
closed to resolve ambivalence with venerable bead
did association between
kith and kin, unfairly
dead poet society lettered deed
wrested a vibrant life despite zest that freed
a vibrant gal to coast along dialed up esprit
de corps spirit to live, yet greed
of metastatic cancer upended lead,
where mind over matter, sans power
in positive thinking rubric and plead
ding didst kill last ditch homeopathic screed
ambitions trumped, thus giving up the ghost
wracking sadness, sinking sorrow spilling most
lee tears of loss, among family, fellow Unitarians
of the Thomas Paine Fellowship
included with your obituary post.
So Long Now
David J Walker
You’re So old now
So bold now So told now
So bald now So cold now
So fat now So dead now
So debt now So fret now
So then now So thin now
So can’t now So know now
So what now So when now
So why now So high now
So low now So fast now
So slow now So oh now
So far now So par now
So star now So air now
So fair now So where now
So hair now So care now
So pink now So sink now
So kink now So think now
So stink now So go now
So snow now So flow now
So stop now So drop now
So flop now So Texted now
So flexed not So sexed now
So Exed now So hexed now
So strong now So song now
So send now So end now
So long now