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The youth have teeth like tigers or tight ropes
Abundant mess of forest hair, d u r e s s
They charge the strings with their electric hopes
And bloody drum with battered sticks possess
(Refrain:
Tattooed wrinkles in flash pan of gray matter
In classic dress, this outlaw band of clatter)
(CHORUS OF VOICES:
The youth have teeth of forest hair
They charge with battered sticks.)
The youth have walked in circles, find themselves
In p r e e x i s t e n t footprints, m e r r i l y
Going round, and flying off crude music shelves
And plucking h e a r t s t r i n g s arbitrarily
(Refrain:
Tattooed wrinkles in flash pan of gray matter
In classic dress, this outlaw band of clatter)
(CHORUS OF VOICES:
Find themselves merrily
Going round arbitrarily)
B a d a $ $ at one time - a m i l l i o n to one
W O N over generous v e n e r a t i o n
They wore suits as they melted in the s u n
The-sin-of-getting-old g e n e r a t i o n
(CHORUS OF VOICES:
veneration
plucking heartstrings
a million to one
tattooed wrinkles
under duress
outlawed by the youth
alzheimers
parkinsons
walkers
death beds)
They wore suits as they melted in the s u n
The-sin-of-getting-old g e n e r a t i o n….
(CHORUS OF VOICES:
They wore the sin of getting old)
I serve my body day and night,
Breathing in and breathing out.
My skin’s pale and paper-thin,
People can see right through me.
I fill my lungs with nicotine
So I don’t have to stress ‘bout it.
If I had money and no sense
I'd use hard drugs and yellow pills.
Proteins, fats, and some carbs;
Four meals a day, and nothing helps.
My mom said when I was 16
That death looks better in coffins.
I've tried so hard to find something attractive in the mirrors,
All I see in my reflection’s lots of flaws and imperfections. Baby,
Turn off the lights and draw the blinds,
Touch my body, get me high.
I’ve been hiding from the eyes,
Now just hide it all inside.
I need someone to f*** me just
So I can prove i’m good enough.
In fact, it works, but who is up
For wasting that much of their time?
But when perverts online clicked "like”,
Shared, texted me and subscribed,
My ego reached new heights, and fell
When I stepped on the bathroom scale.
Influencers, pretty faces,
healthy food, and six-pack abs
On every screen, in p***, in ads,
the World Wide Web and dating apps
I've tried so hard to find something attractive in the mirrors,
All I see in my reflection’s lots of flaws and imperfections. Baby,
Turn off the lights and draw the blinds,
Touch my body, get me high.
I’ve been hiding from the eyes,
Now just hide it all inside.
Since I have no one to call mine,
I spend nights on my phone, so I
Get compliments and dirty “wows”
From strangers when they see my a***.
Since he said I don't turn him on,
I've really wondered what is wrong.
My skin cannot hide my bones,
And I can't get rid of these thoughts.
H O P E
Hope brings complete trust
H conquering all fears and doubts, H
O H Full assurance in fulfillment of dreams H O
P where at lonely hearts, great joy sets in. P
E E
H Hope starts always from patience to kindness H
O bringing endurance to work that’ll progress, O
P Good actions with determination at zest, P
E H are anchored by faith in fervor devotions H E
In pursuit of life’s goals or intentions.
Hope comes from our God-
God of Hope full of love,
He lives forever
and ever;
Hope
Is
Life
promised by the Father,
While there is life, there is Hope -
Hope to look forward for heavenly trophies from our Lord
HE will grant today, tomorrow and everywhere, here and abroad.
.
balance can be found in the offset
the heavy water jug your posture tilts for
a mirror of the landscape
sparse, endless, lonely
distant from the body
swept up and onwards by the wind
all held together, poised
hoping that's what saves you -
when you want, need, fear your knees will buckle
everything to smash
for it all to lay in p i e c e s
where you decide you'll pick none of it up
never carry that weight again
never return to the place it all
f
e
l
l
never look upon that ground
never feel so tightly held in place again
so tightly bound
as a means of survival
just collapse
and lay still a while
feel the same wind, now as a breeze
feel what you held together ~ unbind
spin on the spot
let your clothing flare
take up space
release.
every.
pent.
up.
emotion.
that.
you.
thought.
needed.
holding.
in.
scream
dance
run
sing
be free from balancing the offset
free from the trek
roll down the hills laughing
smile whilst you
cry-the-whole-thing-out
let it go
stand unburdened
don't carry it any further
you can let it go
Well now, isn’t that just dandy?!
Isn’t this some fun?!
Another Christmas cancelled.
Another party undone.
I’m double vaxed and boosted.
Short on TP, but not of stress.
I stay masked and mostly distant,
Amidst a supply chain mess.
I’m stocked up on beer, wine, and whiskey.
My cupboards are filled with canned food.
I’m blessed with enough marijuana
To keep up a good attitude.
My attention’s too skittish for Netflix.
I'm binge-watching YouTube instead.
I like the ones on power tools, and music.
My taste in p*rn is better left unsaid.
I visit Twitter, Facebook, and TikTok,
Snapchat, LinkedIn, and Zoom.
I greet strangers in the metaverse
From the depths of my living room.
I’ve done hundreds of crossword puzzles.
Built many scale model planes.
I can take a day and kill it,
Then neatly inter the remains.
And when there’s nothing, absolutely nothing left to do,
I go back to the second day of first grade
With eight Crayola crayons in a little cardboard box.
Every color matters when there’s artwork to be made.
discovery
let us create a mission to mars
in hyperspace
perhaps a gpt game
where we isolate known valence electrons
these are source codes of electricity
which anonimity excludes
from detection
in p doping of semiconductors
we capture and confine static discharge
in the server and mainframing of our frame
our constitution
our coins are evident
yet outliers constantly join the angle and rebound
in economic input definitions
i postulate that economic hardship is created
not destroyed
and at the same time the law of energy does not apply here
we need this applicable law of a suppositional phrase
to turn
to turn a phrase
a bitcoin into a reduction of methods
methods used
to dissuade the mind from work
thereby creating dissolution of
of whatever paper exists in the subtext of our register
this non profitable sector in time
comes under scrutiny very often in law
and can improve with our diligence
change is forth coming
duplicate notes and false positives isolate permanent ink
fact checking of legislature in dcma is verifiable
thesis
mla
conclusion
assembly language
general assembly
peaceful assembly
pledge of constraint
removal of obstruction
so on and so forth
I would really like to know more about you
If you are comfortable to share
An idiosyncrasy ,event, a talent , pipe dream
A fact about you …. you are happy to declare
Perhaps we will learn more about each other
Maybe connect with someone new
Or just be surprised, impressed or have a laugh
When we simply share a little of ‘me and you’
So, here is something about me
If you do share it does not have to be three~
~My dream since l was a little girl was to be a singer
but l cannot hold a note!
~ l once walked through a busy shopping centre in Singapore
with a long white tail hanging out the back of my jeans
“Yes”….a very long piece of toilet paper!!! When l got back
to my sister she told me and pulled it off …. we
were in hysterics!
~l have lived in five countries as an adult
I hope someone in P.S Land is happy to share
Or maybe this is a silly idea
Will be interesting to see if any response
If nothing ….this poem will disappear!! Haha
Debx
As the glistening jewels
of snow cascade like
ballerinas pirouetting
to the crescendo of time,
choreographed from porcelain
keys of your h e a r t,
delicate fingers of the
winter moon stretch,
enveloping forlorn footprints
of poignant memories,
framed with petal-like poems
you've placed in the
gallery of my melancholic mind
where soulless shadows still~
haunt me in holographic
hues through somber nights, but
If I were to rewrite the anatomy
of this romance with~
juxtapositions, should I rescript
your promises in p s y c h e d e l i c ink?
knit silken sonnets from the
tapestry of scintillating
stars in our favour,
letting go of all the
seasonal silhouettes
that seized redolent rhymes,
maybe, it is from pain
we relearn to dream
in periwinkle pigments to
nurture and navigate through
decayed gardens embalmed in
opalescent tears and fluorescent fears
suppressed and
personified within gossamer
tales of sunflower s i l e n c e…
Quilted with questions that your
quintessential quill can~
reveal, in romanticised verses, to wade
through the abstracts of weary woes.
So, set your stones to
architect cobalt grey lanes,
to usher feathered thoughts into the
serenity of your scented sanctuary.
until I find the perfect gateway
adorned with crystals in the
verdant valleys, engrossed in vanilla flakes,
where cosmic yearnings are embroidered
between mauve instruments
harmonised from
xylophone whispers reverberating
in vermilion s t i l l n e s s…
You will always be the
clementine crown of my sun,
the scarlet scrapes in my ink,
zested in zealous dahlias
and no rain can drown
this celestial
c o l l a b o r a t i o n…..
I’m trying a new refreshing write
My blessed Soul word out of sight
Maybe my view should truly change
Having a good look at new poetic range
I don’t want to upset the infamous P.D.**
The one who’ll police me in 3D
Undercover poet, that apparently is not?
If I reach for my pen, he’ll take his shot!
On the run with out my needed soul
I better hide in that deep dark hole.
As he Ass kisses all those lovely ladies
Maybe he wants to have their babies??
Taking advantage of his poetic power ;-)
I bet in reality he’s as sweet as a flower!
What horrid word’s I use without my belief
If I get caught, he may smash out my teeth!
A poet on the run from a cop so hot?
In P.Ds eyes, a poet, that I am not??
To be or not to be, that is his question?
Fountain Pen to my head, I’ll sign his confession!
Banged up in this inspirational cell
“Not a poet” written on walls of limerick hell
“P.D waz here “ plastered for all to see
As soon as he reaches for his pen, you better turn and flee!!
(Welcome and embrace our new Poet friend
I’ll love and embrace him until the end
I trust he’ll visit my poems, and call them crap
That’s my plan, body armoured up, ........I’ll just have a nap.)
**Poetry Destroyer
Only Kidding P.D. And welcome :-)
Obviously, i can't tell you what form this is!!
Form:
I took my kids to the Country "Fair"
Where every price sure was not
Like five dollars for a cup of coke
Seven to ride the tea pot!
My young son fell off the pony ride
So drove off to "Urgent" Care
We spent so long in the waiting room
My mail was delivered there!
This morning went shopping at "Whole" Foods
For our weekly food need list
I couldn't buy a whole cart of food
Sure meat will never be missed.
Then I left to see my relatives
On the "Turn"pike in P-A
I missed my exit and you know what
You can't turn around, no way!!!
This sad oxymoronic nightmare
Happens more often than not
Go to Dollar Store with just a buck
Nothing will cost what you've got!
8/27/2016