Long Infection Poems
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Some ghost in peoples mind need to control,
every aspect of circumstance to enroll.
The raging spirit in constant demand to chase illusion,
with sweet words, drama and phony conclusion.
The fear of not being in charge by all means,
destroys all good attention in short coming’s not seen.
Hidden fragile uncertainties covered by shallow believe,
creating painful structures with no relief.
Destinies beatitude pointed towards all direction,
chained to the source of this infection.
The perjuries towards the illusion of freedom,
is the constant rising of another millennium.
The catastrophic ripple effect towards the relative,
by poor judgments sensed has competitive.
Megalomania is the belief of power abilities regardless,
shallow emotional intellect performed by ruthless charges.
Powerful and admirable pictures are usually the point,
questioning others towards responsibilities being a ‘disappoint’.
The dragon of false illusion has many heads,
taken others credit and values as alphabet.
Mystic pseudonyms is the fire in the oxygen,
riding the beast of burden to the melancholic dungeon.
I have a relative who is a famous professor working at Mouse T. University
He is treated by all of the clan as an expert in cats, and he is a celebrity
It is rather amazing that a small mouse professor is an expert on cats
He secretly lived among them for twenty years down in Bat Flats
By day he acted like a cat. Wore a pair of truly plausible faux cat ears
By night, he wrote up cat habits to save mice from their feline fears.
Named professor by university after he completed seven insightful books
They were hilarious, and made cats seem like the world’s biggest schnooks
He lectured on cats all day at his job, and was paid a ridiculous amount.
The mice took meticulous notes, and made every moment of his class count.
Cats are slightly blind to the left, so always run that direction.
If you bite them on the neck, you can give them an infection.
Cats are not fond of Vicks Vapor Rub, so if you put it in their eye,
They cannot catch you today, you can skate right past, bye and bye.
Cats are easily fooled, so if you wear cat ears they won’t know…
That you are a mouse at all, they are dumb from head to toe.
He has been on the circuit, interviewed on every channel of the news.
Even the faux channel, if you happen to share educated views.
There is something that my relatives know about him -a little tidbit for fun
Professor Z. Ruff never lived among the cats and has actually never met one.
Fungi, fungus, funguses thousand fold,
eukaryotic life kingdom of yeast and mold.
Ancient legends and myths from many times,
beginnings and ends through mulching slimes.
Egyptians sensed the connection in fungi to gods,
only Pharaohs allowed to have them as foods.
Consuming the fungi to become immortal static,
Mushroom stones in Mesoamerica enigmatic.
The Rig Veda describes the juice of Soma,
considered as precious liquid of stardust and earth aroma.
Indispensable in all worships and ritual,
similar to Greek deities of cognate ambrosia.
Consumed in Shamanic sessions to contact spirits of the dead,
fortifying long hunting trips an dreams thread.
Penicillin antibiotics against bacterial infection,
surviving the war with needed invention.
Psilocybin and psilocin magic shrooms,
DMT, acid blotters magic truffles booms.
Alice in wonderland and the philosopher’s stone,
introspective hallucination and psychosis throne.
Natures secret language by mildews organisms,
earths everlasting fungi dew compost prism.
The beginning has begun
Looking up at the sun
Rejection...
Doesn't it feel good sometimes?
Affliction...
Doesn't it make you feel sick at times?
I've been there, done that
I think of myself rather fat
I understand...
Head down...
I'll make a stand
With an upside down frown
Infection...
Wouldn't heal...wouldn't heal...
Tired, and yet filled with affection
I understand...
Head down...
I'll make a stand
With an upside down frown
Rejection is okay to have
Judgement Day is almost here,
So I must behave without the slightest fear
My love for you is as numerous as the sand of the beach...
But, now...
I don't-don't know what to say or feel
Maybe later we'll be with each other
Like no big deal
Like no big deal
I understand...
Head down...
I'll make a stand
With an upside down frown
I understand...
Head down...
I'll make a stand
With an upside down frown
I'll be happy, not sad
Nor mad
But, I'll be glad
No matter what, friend
I'll love you, even if it's the end
The end.
Thanksgiving 2021 does not appear to be much fun
for it will only be two little doggies and me
I guess I will share my meal by watching the NFL
only dear lord please keep the players off their knees
I have too many preconditions to risk virus infection
better play it safe and remain home in place
But never in the least should I miss Thanksgiving feast
A roast turkey and spiral ham
mashed potatoes and candy yams
Gravy and hot rolls please
cornbread dressing and mac and cheese
A green bean casserole and a relish plate
no cream corn would be a big mistake
Cranberry sauce ready from a can
devil eggs the holiday demands
Don't forget mom's holiday noodles
broccoli pour on melted cheese in oodles
Pecan and pumpkin pie
loads of whipped cream applied
Wash it down with fresh brew tea
a better holiday meal could not be
But is this a little much for two doggies and me
the cooking and cleaning for just us three
Think I got a more practical idea
three frozen roast turkey dinners for our Thanksgiving meal.
When the sun sets over the mountain
Signaling the end of a day
Do we pretend our feelings that get put away
Just magically light up on display
For us to deal with on some far off distant day
If only life worked out that way
For us to rewrite our feelings we kept out of sight
Oh how our world would fill with so much insight
That lights up our lives so bright
To what degree should we look inside to see
How they mold and effect who we want to be
When we work through our feelings deep inside
Then we allow our minds the freedom to drift to the other side
Recharging our batteries to deal with the ones we let lye
Hoping to sort them out on this mind-opening ride
Making us wonder why we bottle them up before we tried
Creating a pit with no bottom side
That jeopardizes what allows us to harmonize
All the loose feelings we allowed to hide
Giving us clarity to float like a butterfly
Letting our feeling out without worrying why
As they come to life when they meet the sky
Creating the ability for us to foresee
What our future could be
Allowing our natural selection
To stay in touch with our mind connection
That makes it all glow in the right reflection
Leading our life to acceptable perfection
That no longer requires protection
From our feelings we just let lye
When we let our feelings go without detection
They can become toxic and risk infection
So stay in touch with your internal connection
This way all your unanswered questions
become part of life's lessons
That leaves us with the right perception
"Breathe. Let go. And remind yourself that this very moment is the only one you know you have for sure."
- Oprah Winfrey
To breathe was once a luxury,
people now gasp in pain;
Death leaves a sigh of drudgery,
tears pour out unrestrained;
Loved ones left behind whisper why,
wonder what lies in store;
Infection rates are getting high,
they need oxygen more;
The murmur of the grave is heard
above the din of life;
Hard to utter another word,
when breathing is a strife;
Grateful to God for every breath,
today we are alive;
Some day, though we too will face death,
hope helps us to survive.
04.29.2021
For Constance La France's "Writing prompt - Breathe" contest
“Keep yourselves in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life." (Jude 1:21 of the King James Bible)
Lovers’ wedding midst virtual upheaval!!!
Confirmed fake news --- yet verily viral
surpassing its rival, truth that’s vital
though surely dismissed as vainly trivial
rumor is still sought for its grand arrival…
Thank God for love-propelled spiritual revival
through Scriptures’ assertion yon earthly survival.
Love-sick toward marital directive!!!
Great news of impact--- negative
from fatal infection, not positive
midst pink of health, surely affirmative
vanquishing fears, terribly obstructive…
Praise God; His compassionate grace is effective
Combatting sin-virus, grievously destructive.
Love’s bliss smites hatred-pain that’s traumatic!!!
Good news… awesome, but defied by skeptic
“Respect our perspective...” says a critic
Smiley greetings offend pessimistic
Oh, thumbs up signs cheer the optimistic…
Thank God for His love-poured blessings so fantastic
faith-claimed by every dogmatic or pragmatic.
Love life’s firmness starts from crush altitude!!!
Trending news lacking factual fortitude
Soon are media jokes midst fine rectitude
While miracle stories of gratitude
Stay flickering in silent solitude…
Praise God for His boundless mercy’s infinitude
Timeless for sharing love-care’s boundless magnitude.
(My attempt of Grook-series with five lines per stanza and two-line commentaries in bold.)
March 1, 2022
2nd place, "G - Give me a new poem- any form" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 3/25/2022.
(Tongue in cheek! LOL)
Nobody's perfect but I come pretty close
Don't usually brag about my prowess
But sometimes I just get so overwhelmed
My enthusiasm for me is boundless
You may be annoyed by my constant bragging
But when you're as perfect as me
It's almost impossible to let it go unnoticed
Must share my perfection with thee
It's sure not all fun and games living up to
Such standards I've set for me
Got no one to blame but my own desires
For impressing all you ladies, indeed
Afflicted by charm and stunning good looks
All my life, it's been quite a struggle
Living up to the standards I've set for myself
But I've tried not to burst your bubble
I am what I am, there's no changing now
I've learned to live with perfection
Not everyone's able to handle such a burden
It's a serious incurable infection
© Jack Ellison 2014
A man sits anxiously aboard his flight.
It was just months ago in full moon’s light
his wife and kids he started to betray.
The journey of a fool begins today.
That night in full moon’s bloom, he met the face
that launched his thousand ships. His fall from grace
had barely started when she went away.
The journey of a fool begins today.
So brief their fling! So little that he knew
about his lover. Yet his passion grew
till lunacy infection in him lay.
The journey of a fool begins today.
Not having knowledge of her married state,
he flies to her. Their lives he’ll devastate!
Good sense and sanity have gone astray.
The journey of a fool begins today.
For Susan Burch's
Cheater Cheater Poetry Contest