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This cosmos, indisputably is a sheer wonder
We cannot but bow before its grandeur
To what strange terrains it does open its doors
And what secrets are hidden beneath the stars
Man has ever been impelled by an existential curiosity
To probe into its mysteries, struck by its grandiosity
Many theories have evolved about its nature and birth
Scientific truths and assumptions are never in dearth
Some assume that from the merciless emptiness sans light,
From the deep silence of the horrendous night,
Universe emerged with the bang of hammers
On the anvils of eons thundering like firecrackers
There arose abruptly a gas cloud burst of inexorable force
And life emerged from stardust, our energy source.
While this is what the exponents of Big Bang assert,
Life, from a cosmic egg was hatched, some others purport
No doubt, this universe is an infinite stretch of lattice
Woven in the loom through billions of years by gratis
As the wheels turned and as the fires burned
Through cosmic vapor the first atom was churned
Thus, over the eons, life here has flourished
And with man’s wisdom and efforts it got nourished!
Galaxies are scattered in infinite space
And our planet Earth is well balanced in place
After the day’s vigil, when the mighty sun sets
The moon and the stars take over on their night shifts
Multitudinous stars glitter and twinkle, a wondrous sight
As branching chandeliers shedding luminous light
Sure, some extra-terrestrial hand has set the Earth in tune
And everything needed to hold life is benevolently strewn
Just as this universe was born, it would one day die
With all the planets, stars, and starlets of the sky
Who can predict how it is going to end
With a bang or whimper, or is the end impend?
Man’s existential curiosity continues to make him ponder
And he stands totally aghast in endless wonder!
Dec.26.2022
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Pick This or That Poetry Contest
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Three Private school girls went missing at Hanging Rock
In 1900
An eerie tragic event
Enjoying a planned picnic
No one knew what was about to impend
Lunch finished, four girls and teacher
Decided to explore
What happened was a whole lot more
Miranda, Edith, Irma and Ms Mc Craw
Cannot describe what they saw.
In an unexplained event,
All vanished into the rock
Except Edith,
Edith returns to the group in complete shock
Hysterical and can’t detail what happened
But she knew it wasn’t imagined
The surrounding town descends into chaos
The searchers will not give up
For their search for the lost.
Irma found unconscious but unharmed
Strang things continued
It became a real issue
Withdrawn students, staff quitting unexpectedly
All at the picnic had behaviour changes
It was progressively
School girl commits suicide
Headmistress jumps of Hanging Rock
Killing herself
What did they see, whatever it was
They kept it to themselves
Some believe Paranormal Activity occurred
when the 1975 film premiered
clocks stopped at 12 pm, watches stopped at 6 pm,
coincidental or cohered
Rabbit Hunters find frilled Calico at the rock, believed
To be Ms McCraw’s
With no other evidence
They all withdraw
None of the missing women wherever found
Hey search began from the ground
Still till this day, there is an eerie feeling up the top
The mystery of wonder
Keeps us to ponder
Theories are they followed a lizard into a crack in the rock
(a hole in space), how could this be when there is
No trace
It’s acknowledged the crack in the rock is a time warp
And they are in another dimension
These myths leave you
With apprehension
Another is there was a large red cloud above the rock
They went up into it, vanished
So many different articles
Published
They will never be found, this case will never be resolved
What is the truth
We will never know
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agitate, agonize, alcohol, announce, approach, awaken, bait, bark,
bawl, bedamn, bedevil, berate, betoken, bluster, bode, bother, break,
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complain, complicate, confuse, cow, crucify, DAD, damage, daughter,
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nag, normalize, omen, overhang, overshadow, perplex, persecute,
pester, plague, portend, preindicate, provoke, punish, push, presage,
pressurize, prognosticate, promise, prophesy, provoke, punish,
quarrel, quiz, rack, ravel, rebuke, reprimand, risk, scare, scold,
scourge, scowl, sense, shake, shame, signify, smite, snap, snarl, son,
soothsay, spook, strike, tangle, tease, terrorize, threaten, thunder,
torment, torture, trouble, upset, usurp, vaticinate, vex, vilify,
vociferate, walk, warn, worry, wound, wring, yell, yelp, zero, zip, zone.
Restless hand of poet rejecting moments of idleness,
start writing and empty the unbearable heaviness:
and as the splashing waters of the waterfall plunge down
the precipice for an escapade into the distant ocean,
they must leave the deepness of intellect
and become a realized concept!
Without an imagination of expressive power, you lament is ceased by anguish,
and will lay here voiceless in its impatient oath,
not bursting within its walls of imprisonment,
to find its evasive freedom and finally succeed in imparting wisdom:
when readers rather focus on their content,
than on the richness of their words that don't ravish...
Restless hand of poet, never write in impetuous haste,
to impersonate another voice in an impersonal tone;
be prudent in choosing the right ones that are plausible,
not impinging on the impeccable thoughts of others,
challenging them to innovate their ingenuous taste!
Restless hand of poet, improvise your incentive ideas
from articulate feelings without implying or impeaching gall;
impetuous cries can and will cause a rage so implacable!
Be impervious to each plea, reflect and understand
the importance of patience when something may impend;
immortalize that event with images that idealize,
ignite, inspire, delight and describe experiences that humanize!
Take your attention away from the hour-glass,
no days from can be removed from your purposeful existence;
rebuke your idiocy and mend your self-confidence!
Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci
Adventure begins at Eventfull_Tide.
A place that destiny becomes,
excited in power that chooses to reside
electric-marrowed,- bare in the bones.
The hourglass stops,- measuring
the interim annexations.
Prime is back again.
Where the waves of the substantial
seduce over the cosmic sands.
Open to possibility all frequency bands.
Become:
Nerve endings, lick-coated swollen
Oathed.
Given the sustenance that drips
down, polished, adorned.
Totem-Statute -borne-_-born-
The source is all and all.
Liquid is the quiet in freefall.
Thick and effortless.
Lubricated by the surge of mindsilver.
The uninitiated- moonlighting a
witness through whispered-
association of secret lever.
The Great Pond ripples of something
impending, flowing.-
In the silver mirror of the knowing.-
The silky smooth ultra wet
welcoming of significance.
Arouse the fogs of ceremony-
the mists of the extraordinary-
are awakened after a long slumber.
To remind once again of something more.
September’s almost coming to its end.
The shining green that clothed the trees in June
Has darkened as the shorter days impend;
Their battered leaves will presently be strewn
Beneath the boughs, which tremble in the chill
That rushes in where winds till now waxed warm,
With Summer's swelter weakening until
We sense the Equinox's looming storm.
Because for all its beauties and its joys
No Summer can persist resisting change—
When held too long, what first creates, destroys;
And only then is born what’s rich and strange.
For Autumn heralds Winter, which will bring
The frosts which in their turn give way to Spring.
October 2, 2019
Previous title: "Summer's End"
Revised October 15, 2019:
The second quatrain originally went--
Beneath the boughs, which tremble in the chill
That rushes in where winds till now blew hot.
The days fly – they inevitably will—
Still, that is inescapably our lot.
But the second sentence seemed to me to be too weak and even bordering on the trite, so I rewrote it as above. Apologies to all who've read it to date!
Their blood is red and hides beneath their skin,
They bleed and scream aloud when they are killed,
We call them beasts, but they are human's kin,
They beg for life when furry skins are peeled.
A bit of kindness is their sole demand
For survival and for a healthy earth.
The rhino who's been slain with an iron brand,
Wanted to play around the fields in mirth.
But now she strives to catch her final breath,
While gasping, panting in futility
Before she dies a slow and painful death,
Without accursing whole humanity.
Her two rare horns beckoned untimely end
To her life, which adorns the woody clime,
While on a stag, sad death still does impend,
His antlers would provoke men commit a crime.
For them this forest air secretly weeps,
I hear the dirge in sobs of shady leaves,
'They'll be extinct', a murmuring voice creeps,
And for lost human kindness mourns and grieves.
Date: 9th June, 2020
Kindness Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Regina Riddle
Carbon human lives address, express ideas? debate caress'
All mammals made of carbon too' walk and live some are; confined to zoo's, a manmade place to observe
And gather; revenue in that preserve' yet now a human
Zoo is planned, with vax and chip in many lands, maybe
Worming ? with casteration.? A tax on living? The new
Sensation' your footprint eyeprint, what you may eat.? this
To be called utopia' do you find it neat? One great big zoo
Where you'll be learned, to accept without question or
You will; be spurned.' Oh what releif.' At least a choice.! To
Stand in reality, the only recourse' free will; free thought i'd
Rather choose.' than plastic inhumanity's ill fitting shoes.'
So scorn and scoff, threaten of death.' I'll stand and fight
For my right to the breadth, and the height; also the depth
Of Gods creation, all its richness its behests, in a universe
That has no end! what say you reader? What thoughts
Impend.?
HOW I MANAGED not TO BE A DOC
You know something,
Me a thing, I think not worth than a farthing
was put in a college of Medicine.
Paternal honour intact was to be kept.
Heavy in heart and blurred in vision
When thought of those bespectacled sermons
On blood and urea, capillary and neuron.
I tugged at my mom, a deaf ear she gave.
Like a prep child, I crossed the day
For the doom to impend on my lovely day
On the calendar on the wall with landscapes gay.
Oh! All because my father loved me so.
On that day I stood on a rostrum
Feverish, next to a corpse bloated and grey
I was to say my name and greet the group.
But all I could choke out was a meek gibber.
I fell down with a thud,next to the corpse,
funny,all came running to the body lifeless,
for he was the specimen for one whole year.
The thing I knew next,
On my bed cozy I was
And I think I heard my father say,
Smiling,
‘Oh,It is all right my dear’!
We live among the serpents of this world groundless
Inherit the world with many obstacles as expressions emerge soundless
Life is drenched with acid rain
Soon only the trees would be caught in the cycle of endless pain
Lost in the thought that no one needs vision
To see what's being displayed of prolonging conditions
They throw us the torch and the flame is gone
Seasons carry on but the damages live on
What is the world without an end?
Humanity's impact revolving changes that impend
Nourish our future and nourish our brains
Those words transform into found strength to a structured branched chain
I saw all parts of myself within everyone
The destruction of curiosity intending to outrun
Sitting before teachers hearing voices within my head
Put forth into action rather than leaving things unsaid
Hope springs the world's hardest game
But pursuing life in color will be the painted frame