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Is passion a warm feeling
or a cold asset?
A uniting vision
or a fragmented virtue?
Or is passion both
mutually held motions
toward
and away from
curious
courageous
contagious active hope
and incapacitating despair?
Is personal knowledge,
consilience of feeling
touch
taste
fragrance
sound
sight
confluence of all sensory receptors?
none dissonantly denied,
co-passionate
when confirmed by even one significant
transparent
vulnerable Other
Or denied,
neglected,
abused,
shot at and down,
defamed,
commodified,
enslaved,
reduced to vacuous utility
of thought
without roots impassioning warm-blooded reality
of feelings.
Could holistically embraced knowledge
grow any virtue less than compassion?
Would wisdom's wealth
promote dispassionate autonomy?
viciously fragmenting crumbs
of former health.
We're surrounded, or so it seems to me,
by some strange and stupid sayings,
as examples, here's but three...
Altho' outdated, 'How do you do?' is one,
and, if so asked, 'How do I do what?'
my response would be.
Another such, 'It's stunning!'
'Incapacitating' perhaps?
I think not, something there needs shunning.
Also, 'It's brilliant!', is another,
and, my thoughts about it,
'Sparkling, shiny at twilight time?'
I seriously doubt it.
But why are so many Brits compelled
to repeat these inanities, and who thinks them up?
More importantly, I'd like to apply for that job,
as I could conjure up even worse insanities.
Final Destination
Life is ephemeral essence drifting above ocean of ancient land
Breathing this invisible potion created by the indomitable hand
Across eternal realm imbued are sacred obligations to embrace
Variation between size and shape or equality of time and space
Presentations of unbiased or prejudiced adjudications may infer
Enlightenment or frailties flowing within supreme joy or despair
Blind faith adrift incapacitating spirits in a collective mind exiled
Asserting all components in the universe are creations of a child
The seed in its innocence cleverly uncovers the ideal depression
Defying the speed of light the snail achieves its final destination
Penned:07/27/2016
1:37 a.m.
West Palm Beach
Florida USA
I had to down my tools
I had to terminate the calling
I struck wielding the ngungi..
I struck the great gadgados
Defender i neutralized
What is mine by right
The mob was unleashed on me
Thoughtless humans trying..
Nay baying for my blood
Even in this aspect they failed
I entered the delicate meats industry
And unleashed the wrath of Kiama
Dealt a incapacitating brow
TD of guardgados you are missed
I will always recall you held me
Encouraged me to wield my first
First pen - at poetry soup
I was hurt in the battle but...
Twas expected .. seer all is open
And great Boss at gadgados
The buck stops at your feet
Dereliction of duty will be..
Your undoing oh mighty one
Great D. of gadgados you are milking
one cow and using the milk to feed
A calf yet you neglect to feed its mum
The beginning of your fall will be when
You will destroy gadgados in the belief
That your personal star will rise..
Chipset Technologies i now own
In the digital era all your solution
I acquire using the rat in system
Aptly named mouse.. a right click
and i gain all solution that i need
systematic hacking sequence
those in the know call it
And we blew the NYS scandal up
Siphoning of our groups resources
Deploy Policia Militia Generaia
Private Military Commandant
and an assetion to - KFS
Kirinyaga Free State - eternally
Forever defender i remain - Kenyan
And patriotism is my duty - Shalom
LEWIS NYAGA
CODE 254
A KFS PEACE DAY
PRIVATE WING
Pain is
so debilitating
Pain is
incapacitating
Tablets
many to be taken
Balm
to gently calm
an excruciating pain
I have in my right arm
Oh how it makes you realise
How much one needs both arms
When one no longer works
with such pain it really hurts
So I pray these tablets help
For everytime I move I yelp
Cannot even brush my hair
To dress myself ~ well I despair
Pain
I beg please go away
Pain I have
both night and day
Makes me think of those poor souls
Whose pain will never go away
No tablets help
No balms can cure
Constant pain for they endure
I pray one day
that they will be
Like you and me
they’ll be pain free
Written 26th October ~ after suffering a great deal of pain in my right arm making it impossible for to use at all…
Contest A STRAND 1058
Sponsor Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
my flesh is bark.
you, the multifaceted bird,
perching on my vulnerablity
to make deceit-sized openings
throughout every chink in my armor.
you despicable woodpecker.
you ravenous bird,
obstinate on taking actions
which i have labeled forsaken.
most treacherous of all:
polluting my veins with your wretched saliva,
you detestable hummingbird.
i, the irreplaceable organism
with unparalleled benevolence,
can’t seem to escape the rage that ensues
each time i gaze upon your forsaken beauty.
it mirrors me, to every corner of my mind.
like a shadow,
which clings to none other than myself,
incapacitating me with every insult;
nonsensical and baseless conjectures
that somehow strike my roots…
the pleasure of having you so close
yet unreachable.
i wish you would respect my convictions,
because i cannot.
why don’t you understand that?
you ignorant mockingbird.
i wonder if this gravity only exists for me.
you move just fine
as you flap your wings seamlessly
carried by the passion scented wind.
while my leaves may no longer enjoy
the exhilarating rides that the gusts of wind bring.
though, i am not devoid of affection for you.
there were a number or days where i enjoyed
our silent conversations.
when your pecking was not malignant,
but a delicacy of energy i could enjoy
each and every moment.
before the reckoning.
before you unintentionally bared your fangs.
at our end lies a requiem.
as we listen together in our coffins,
i wonder what feelings you render.
is it love?
wistfulness?
betrayal?
sorrow?
goodness,
you take the spotlight in my mind
even as my life flashes before my eyes.
you opportunistic dove. you angelic vulture.
Eyes of black - Heart of cold
He was the missing piece of my soul
He entered my world dressed in leather and lookin' mean
He was a delicious scream within' a dream
The Nevermore of Forevermore - a cut that never bleeds
He was it - a renegade stallion - menacing and powerful
Mystical and magnificent
Just the sight of him could melt the Ice Queen
All or none - there was no in-between.
Dangerously decadent days dazzled their way into macabre months
Which mesmerized into years
I loved him so deeply, so deliriously, it was decadently obscene
A Master of the sexual dungeon where teeth show and blood flows
Nocturnal we were, an epic poem that only Poe could write
Coffin closely, dressing me slowly
Nothing was ever wrong and we were so right
Sanctimonious yet cloaked in unholiness
We were the nefarious midnight malevolence
With him being the fabulator and me the dramatist.
Execrable, formidable, respected, and feared
The A list of the Death list
Everyone knew we were - together - the best
The royalty of the Otherworldly
With the Bat and black roses being our family crest
Disquieting and disturbing - one exceptionally demonic night
He just dropped out of sight - GONE - MIA
With no reason - no write.
Malice and morbid myths materialized
None of which made any sense
Everything was exuberant, esoteric, enigmatic, better than alright
And in my defense - I was never left unsupervised
Oh how the tears burned and spirits cried
A cracked fairytale, broken mirrors, and torturous moans
Death changed my life but he was my everything
My liver, my lover, my dead dogs' bones.
An all-consuming, soul-stealing, head-reeling
Incapacitating time - That was timeless
Tainted, terrifying, tombstone trickery - I am TORN
And evidently, it seems
I was punished, periled, and paralyzed
"TO LOVE IS OFTEN TO BLEED"
I was ALONE and cursed with Demon seed
A travesty - Satan must be blind
My Master man thing
Being never heard from or heard of
THAT WAS THE END OF WE
So much for synchronicity
Painful.
Like a sock with a hole in it.
That grows.
Faster and faster.
Until I curl up on the floor.
Curling like twine.
There is no hole, my sock is fine.
What is painful is the fire.
Then I heard the choir.
A choir that laughs, as I bury myself.
Under the carpet, near the shelf.
The shelf falls over, right near my arm.
I wish I had my good luck charm.
Incapacitating.
That’s when everything grows, except you.
Flames.
That appear for no reason.
Except to laugh at me.
Flames that grow as I start to stand.
Staring at the fingers on my hand.
One by one, my fingers implode.
I jumped in the car, with fire on the road.
Painful. Incapacitating.
Fires and torn socks.
So I continue my day.
Written By: D. Collins 11/18/24
Straight off the hairs of a tarantula.
You will see me coming, leaping right at 'cha.
Full fangs in force to dig deep within.
Digging my vengeance all under your skin.
Leaving a venom that makes you melt away.
Slowly incapacitating the next victim of prey.
I lurk in the shadows completely unseen.
Bring you to the gallows. Know what I mean?
We lay low in the cut, 'til it is time to strike.
Put some serious stuff into every bite.
Stand back and watch victims fade away.
Crawl up so they're allowed to see my face.
Ice say... water we dew wing to planet Earth?
Tis appalling *****sapiens legacy,
the future survival of species can ill afford
hence we must not dodge and dart away,
but heed urgent call to arms decree fiat,
lest vast gamut of flora and fauna
deprived their rightful respect
courtesy ewe buick wit us ram
me bipedal hominids wresting
driver's seat and steering fate
all species unfairly doomed
analogous to horse and buggy
only far worse, whereat naked ape
that nasty short tempered and brutish
beast finagled, hijacked, besotted,
usurped... sacred covenant taurus
once illustrious precious habitats
escorted to shreds
innocent plants and animals, we
signalled anonymous poetic mouthpiece,
cuz world wide webbed tapestry
irreparably tattered, thus swiftly tailored
measures beg critters to needle
arrogantly depraved, galling humans
violating, tormenting, ruining...
basket of deplorables mankind
violently, obnoxiously, indiscriminately...
destroying carte blanche - absolute
zero guilt whittling, vaporizing,
uglifying, trampling, slashing, razing,
quashing, paving, oppressing,
eradicating, devaluing, burning...
once upon a time edenic oblate spheroid
now crowded house overpopulated
teeming billions wantonly annihilate
at expense of avast extinction
to sustain global industrialization
kickstarting lamentable machinations
spindling, fondling, mutilating
permanently desecrating scarring
wreaking havoc rendering uber
terrestrial plain untenable
massacring, incapacitating Gaia,
she unable to shuck off yoked aggressive
lymphatic, metastatic, narcissistic...
asphyxiation, choking, eradication
biological diversity flummoxed
hounded, jackknifed, liquidated
promulgating me, no matter futile
effort to appeal against doom
fervent clemency against
effrontery, queasy temerity...
mercilessly rained down pell mell
upon inimitable mother nature
unspeakable, unpardonable, unforgivable...
despicable, horrible, ineradicable... demise
affecting every living organism.