Long Jilting Poems

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Jack O' Lantern's Hallowed Eve

Jack O' Lantern jeers through 
molten screen
With fiery eyes and a fifth sense 
so keen
Masked goblins saunter in shadows 
unseen
Wily Jack swills jade folds with 
florescent stream
Billowing ghosts in phosphorescent, 
satin mantles teem
Stolid Jack bathes in Hoary Frost's 
velvety Vanilla Bean
Gaunt Scarecrow from barren field 
garnishes Per Diem
While gilded Jack siphons his rich, 
mellow meringue
Black-caped witch casts spells 
hinterland residual to glean
Domesticated Jack scans hearth 
skimming every melancholy dream
Rabid bats swarm o'er stinging 
insects with stealthy sheen
Endearing Jack charms fluttering 
moths with radiant gleam
Bleary-eyed werewolves' curdling 
howls seep through each woody 
seam
Spry Jack o'er quilted courtyard 
flutters his palling requiem
Creeping ghouls seek spilt warmth 
to redeem
Jilting Jack singes their hems with a 
boiling steam
Form:


What do you want?

My clauses stating DOS/DONTS' dye

My smile' peep winking else whole laugh so wild 

My fearful feet walking away instead of reversed silent arms hanging over 

My cheek panting softly with dimples as a choice for lips filming tour without guide 

My frown in odds speaking record conversely to gaze felicitating mime so deeper

My calls ever seen preference to beeps unnoticed much of returns 

My text back from home suggesting chat paints factory waste of funs

My life-- sere melting love for convenient fantasy 

My plead guilty for crown amidst apologies needed a bit

My pistol jilting for feedback alternating firing training section's celibacy

My jams too long off beat contrary to freestyles solo refrain's treat

My grace of its will did see mercy 
instead faith of its peace do measure

My silence than necessary spending leisure as a substitute for words unspoken that rule treasure  

My heart that will never say goodbye 

But what have you plant?

Premium Member Here, I Will Stay

Standing alone, over grasses and cone
  Your dream is blown
Sunshine that touches my skin, wet or dry,
  Your word I woe
Waiting alone over dried leaves and tone
  Your soul unshown
One sunset you appeared as a crow
  Standing on my toe
You kept on picking on me as I blow
  Your beak so low
Fierce winds jilting you away
  Solitary here I stay
Your wings propel you towards me
  Your heart that twig and sow
Breath from the ocean you draw and pray
  Husky voice you say...
"I will rise and fall like a crow on hay
  for you I'll stay!"


   
  "Story of two lost souls separated by time,
 represented by a male bird
and a white female statue."


(Prosebite)
Form: Verse

Mine Gerund Tilling Illogical Weltanschauung

Twas accursed destiny
     since birth alack
nascent emasculation abominable barrack
emergent deus ex machina,

     viz zit ting older sibling counterattack
thirteen plus chronological gap
    eldest sister struck like diamondback
surrogate "mother" role

     assumed tubby exact
protectorate pseudo fullback
against cruel beastie boys
     bullying barbs

     comeuppance giveback
pummeling spongiform
     gray matter (yours truly)
     fisticuffs she didst highjack

proxy mothering
     kept corporeal essence intact
jilting nefarious nemesis aligned
     (maligning) and stalking,

     this fee-fi-fo-fum
     ordinary bean sized Jack
are runt (arrant) cowardly
     (non lion) nerdy lad owning a knack
courage lack this glum

     older married chap doth adumbrate
     satisfactory accomplishments lack
king, where crazy quilt aimless wandering
     described purposeless multitrack

thus, sympathetic
     to hue men/women nonblack
or decimated aborigines
     once populating Australian outback

existential nihilism would,
     undergirding hypothetical 
     unwritten paperback
with little need to prevaricate,
     nor appear as quack

pot, one measly *****sapiens,
     who accrued millennial palimpsest zeitgeist
     where, punctured
     disequilibreated psyche dust rack

asper protean (in utero)
     multitudinous setback
soundlessly resonating
     with concussive thwack

as this rickety ship of state
     (a haunted junk ket)
     unwanted emotional ballast to unpack
asseveration, asper assiduously

     preferably welcoming 
     dry suction no vac
jar this pawn (knight wannabe
     in his bishop rick) torrid

     me psychological wrack
king within (castle keep)
     complex edifice shackled
     in dungeon with repast constituting.

Poet's Dozen'T

She was a beauty
              Rollerskating was the rage
                   Falling so often

    Traversing the oval pattern in ungainly fashion
    Just to prove to her that I had a manly passion.

  She, however, did not take my failures on the floor too kindly...jilting me
  While her older, wiser, sister helped me through that night of terror.

     Her sister took me by the hand and showed me the way.               
     Without speaking a word she shared her courage with me,
     As around that floor she led me on my legs of clay.
     So many firsts that night still hearken to me
     First Date... First Skate... First Women... to be etched in my memory.
© Dan Cwiak  Create an image from this poem.


Absconding Muse: Vagabond Scavenger

Jilting muse with availing inspiration did wend
Barren reservoir doth futility portend
A bristling quill with no well to descend
No gratuitous frills on vapid contours suspend
Seeking with brokered shill to amend
Imploring vagabond seeking itinerant dividend
Wading through flooded channels, silty grains to append
From literary vault embezzled title apprehend
In voluminous discourse a simple aphorism distend
In ancient annals a trite fable from corroded parchments 
rend
From Medieval chronicles a homily with which to contend
Out of Victorian poet's graded folio a euphemism vend
From contemporary laureates' silken threads, new yarn 
spin


distend- to stretch out, to inflate
Form: Rhyme

Who cares

Boat un the sea

I talked to the devil
I talked to a saint
I asked for peace
for some of my days
I know what she sees
when she looks at my face
is the same part of me
I'd like to erase.

I'm not really here
I'm not really there
he thought his jilting
would make me unwell
recess was over
when he rang the bell
it was time for me
to go back to hell.

He was just a boy
did you have to be so harsh?
he just wanted to play
he just wanted to run
he was a boat in the sea
he was my moon and my sun
he pointed his hand at me
and shot his gun.

The other one out there
didn't even count 
then he closed his eyes
then he shut his mouth
why he didn't come?
yet he was so loud?
please let me sleep
I don't need him now.

One day the almighty
was walking my street
he said: hey girl,
would you like to come with me?
"no thank you sir,
she already did
and look at the mess
she is now in"

Sometimes I trust
sometimes I loose faith
and I course the world
and I course my fate
and I don't feel loved
and all seem fake
and I start to drown
in a shallow lake

My girl brough life
to where there was not
she sings and dance
I sing along
the kitchen smells
like the food on the stove
what do you want to eat?
the same as before.

I know how to love
I don't need to forgive
I'm trying to mend
what they broke in me
what is done is done
but I find relief
knowing what I know
giving what I give...

I'm trying to break
the walls around me
I'm using my head
I'm using a fists
and little by little
I'm starting to see
a soft and dim light
trying to get in.

I carry a cane
cuz I'm half blind
some of us are born
while some of us die
my feelings & thoughts
I don't need to hide
I own nothing at all
except, maybe, my life.

Jessica
Form: Rhyme

Traduce Tis Trademark Trump's Traitorous

transmitted trashy talks
(partially presented pablum pertaining 
     particularly - president ***** (PAC -
     phallic action cum mitt tee)   
     portfolio playboy philandering)

baneful boorish boastful bullheaded 
     Brobdingnagian beastie boy balks.
conspicuously cavalierly crudely curtly 
     cavorts, capitulating, claiming, 
     championing crying chauvinistic 
     concupiscence, coital cupidity caul
     king crooked cowboy cakewalks.

Donald daringly, dastardly, defiantly, 
     demonstrably, deplorably, deprecatingly, 
     devilishly, divinely dumbfounded, 
     duplicitously desultory, debauched, duckwalks.
eccentric effrontery, egregiously enervating, 
     excitedly exculpatory, extremely evil eyestalk.

"fake," faultily fervently fiendishly flagrant 
     fool, frightful. 
gaffe galling, gamesome gawker, generating 
     gerrymandering. 

harboring hectoring heinously hellishly 
     hideously horrendously horrible hulk.
ignominious illicit ilk, imbecilic immodest 
     immoral impetuous, impishly impudent, 

     incarcerate, incinerate indecently, indecorous, 
     iniquitous, intently intolerant, irascible 
     irksome, itching ii incite iv iiiiii ix intercourse izards.
jowly jackass jackdaw jackknifing jaywalking 
     jumping jerk, jilting jinn.

knowingly keeping kryptonite, kinky Kardashian 
     kvetches, kris kringle ken kool, kissing kitty, 
     kosher kumquats kippered, k-nine kooky korps, 
     kowtowing ku klux klan kinsfolk.

legal leafstalk lawlessly locked, lacerated, 
     lambasted, languished lost lively lust, 
     limped, legal levity limited.
menfolk made macho mission. many moons 
     monthly mandate marked maybe mars, 
     mercurial maladroit monkey manumission modified 
modus mystifying maze moonwalk.

Absconding Muse

My muse blew a fuse
Without excuse fealty did recuse
In jilting fashion without compassion 
Tendered passion did stingily ration
Lofty discourse from pen did divorce
With no remorse absconded every resource
My inspiration turned to perspiration
Hopeless itinerant somewhat penitent
The bartered lexicon I did recon
A vagrant shill seeking to rill
The run-off spill pages to fill
A pilfered title would move engine from idle
An embezzled theme would ideas stream
A trite rhyme would be sublime
A pawned metaphor to open the door
A brokered simile; a borrowed metonymy 
Would re-collect the literary dialect
Now shorn from mind so forlorn

Scrooge's Miserly Christmas Tree

Christmas for stolid, hermetic recluse
Recidivistic mind all sentimentality doth refuse
Token, lifeless symbols; pageantry will recuse
Pawned, second-hand trinkets now in disuse
Barnacled to limbs drooping to spindling angles obtuse
Garnishments that jilting time accrues
Hung sloppily, stunted timber's temporal dues
Strings of patchwork lights will fuse
Faded colored-cones baring every bruise
Creased garlands as tawny ropes the girth noose
Strands of tarnished ice sickles futility to infuse
Stale candy canes, last year's refuse
Dangling from needles now frayed, loose
A corrugated tin star the pinnacle to abuse
Under the tree, ribbonless, empty boxes complete the ruse
Form: Rhyme

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