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Storms glistening sporadically
Inspiration wavering dramatically
I can’t move like I should!
I am fighting against the reveling, reviling flood
Evidence of many spawning deaths cannot stop me
And the zombie maggots grow as they are left rotting
I can’t stop now—but I have no particular place to go
Mentally merrily on my slithering way
Into creepy caves of my intellect and hemorrhage
The saliva of its mouth and the cruelty of its teeth
Ensnares me into multitudinous quicksand of truth
Raining in this cave is the vile that will keep me working
I watch others drink it and it drives me to fury
Take of me what you may—but don’t take me all away!
I will remain in the inspirations of time!
I will remain like the grime on the succulent wine
Like gathered dust on the ivory keys
The music will always stick to me
Your words will plant a grave into my lines
As my madness entwines and bewitches their minds
Weathered in the snowing wrath of immortal sorrow
I cannot wish for a bloodier tomorrow
I will glisten like blue fires as long as it storms
And the rest will shred into dumped, plumped worms
Infecting everyone in the inspired malevolence
Of pure, sick false innocence
Braid your way if you dare
Encircle me to your snare
But do not drink of me within a fathomed rig
Or I will turn you into the stone of a pig
Prometheus
The legendary story is still alive as stupendous force,
the fire of the Gods the caring metaphor as source.
The warmth of concern on which strength depends,
forsaken in these days by commercial happy ever after ends.
The genesis of convenience in your hand,
modern Gods as enterprise in brand.
Which to and fro is the mate of blessings?
for everybody’s little confession.
The notion of intellect in a symbiotic machine effect,
for the suspended suffering by the holy media elect.
Infinite attention to the ruler of the brand and applause,
to the saviors and admiration in this laborious cause.
The business world as clustering sphere,
the glorious light, the soothing promise daymare.
The multitudinous precious abyss,
every child’s escape and bliss.
Galaxies of worlds of virtuous desire,
everybody is the demi God to steal the fire.
Synthetic solution by wifi conclusion,
signals wisdom evolution.
The visions of the poet is in his dream,
filling sunlight rich clouds of inspiration as stream.
The echo of delegated wisdom as rapture,
so fair, so melodic in rhyme for the mind to capture.
The magical image by compassion spoken,
words within spheres of love reawaken.
The fire of the loving spirit always touches grateful tears,
rescuing the mind from exalted fears.
Eccentric Emma, third world charity advocator
Posts smiling foreground photos in mud slewn villages
Personifying inconsistency wafts remote mantra
Mind realm torrents when Followers Like - limitless!
Travels to India restore her heart's connection
Finds enhanced spirit to spruke eco awareness
Flying globally promotes environment's protection
Inspiring group loaded Moped selfie shared with us
Music festival painted face participant
Conjured creation poetry flow in cosy yurt
Auto biography depicts flatulent elephant
Busy vision mushrooms make logic inert
Occasionally posted toddler rememberings
Receive role call of awe drawn replies
Blond curled spark eyed munchkin grin
Retained young outlook, fart poem supplies
Updated page sells self painted guitar
claimed to have been owned by AC/DC
Imported stock sees profit from spirulina
Entrepreneurial shift from childhood ADHD
Nomadic yoga posing 80's born alternate
Emma, changed her surname to Everfree
Her permaculture preach has holes in it
New living quarters each month or three
Sporadic travels to soul's partner, Hawaii
Engaged by quest to marry herself
Masculine inner attributes enlightening
Complexity must be hers uniquely dealt
Keen Facebook fan of spontaneous dance
Rolling to Random Rab, office chair expressive
Arm fling brings shattering of glass desk lamp
Naming failure destiny, stalled artist replenished
Close to home exploits in essays documented
Park brake left off vehicle, ensuing downhill chase
Securing it heroically before damage (almost) resulted
Brings multitudinous comments of (unearned) praise
Originated: 14th June 2020
Subject' s actual legally changed name
rhymes with 'Emma'
Satire Saturday passed without posting,
so I went with Rip the Crap out of Someone Sunday!!
Parody speaks its flattery
Curiousity reeks of jealousy
Driven virginal ice blizzard, whitewashed in puddles
Duck fluff repelling vehicle, rabid rain bites panels
Arrival of evening, two fools fuse their first of April
Abode above average, horizon fire glows on angel
Teeming ambition triggers digger, strings gay tinsel
Portrays titanium rays of central star burn essential
Tree bauble shifts indeterminate, Earth resplendent
Pine green needle necklace, spinning gilt pendant
Pendulum bells in tower drop ropes for Crescendo
Concave accolades hide fluidity quit quick Crypto
Presents piled overlapping countdown to Christmas
Car race excel brings adrenaline finish line climax
Sly slit thin grin golden grimace violet sky crescent
Moon's multitudinous kept secrets gaslight residents
Spun line unseen supports sparkling pink accessory
Melted marshmallow molest paste palate pleasantly
Endurance promised swallows doldrums resentment
Enthused level thirty lightning thorn entrenchment
Faithful needing sights sleigh flight Saint Nicholas
Father is growth motivated to bestow future riches
29th November
Twinkle finger, Nissan, NTHUZED
fettered frightened multitude at our backyard,
wailing in sombre sigh, waiting for beckett's “godots”
multitude with talents begs their oppressor to survive,
dying amidst plenty with multitudinous buried unfinished destinies,
stunted by great grand fathers who by hex and vex held million in thralldom
The new oppressor worse than the slave masters of yore bereft of ideas
conquered able bodied myriads
deceived by dinosaurs that some future belongs to them,
and by turns,shameless retards, recycle themselves from North, west south.
old felons fit for gallows, and the slumbering youth
waiting, even at fifty with no more strength to pursue their dreams
Table turned ,
A great giant of yesteryear now a crumbled decrepit through aeonian corruption
rogues who ruled and ruined us now more relevant than a Nobel.
criminals rewrite our history to fit their lenses of lies
corn and national rapist, takes a new title in the vacuum of hero
A country without a hero, the most peopled hub of Africa
A mixture linseed and flaxseed
and their youth sleep on
oh sanctity! What savagery is cast upon your honour,
where religion is the garb of two faced enemies
Leaders as criminals Yes ALL, no hero among thieves.
Desperation for power, bereft of ideas to lit up the darkness
A vast exotic hub of resources , submerged by men without honour
should we name names?
Their conscience loud the wounds for the wealth stolen for their own children
as the rest are cowered in fear, by the Police who they armed protecting them and killing others
How many gloomy days is yet to come?
How long will dreams be buried ?
In the country of cowards
as the youth whose destinies is wasted sleep on
Non Human Sensate Beings Linkedin, Sans Omnipotent Bonds
Extant latent forcefields transcend
across avast panoply multitudinous biosphere
scads of diverse living entities
innately born with
inherent capacity to care
embedded within cellular
pith and marrow,
sans plethora of unlike those
pesky conniving Facebook organisms,
the former declare
affinity, not only
each among their
own divergent species,
(but even among
disparate dissimilar cohabitants
on planet Earth genetically embedded
with unique potential to engineer
unprecedented feats encompassing
inexplicable ability to forge fair
lee sharing recognized quintessential
pronounced emotive displays clear,
lee offering, kindling... robust amity
legion between distinctly
obviously, and glare
ringly different life forms
unlike themselves, here
roll ding an unheeded object lesson
for *****sapiens, hell bent
somehow inexplicably bound by
dominant, important, omnipotent...
(of course except for this gent,
ha, who strives to be selflessly attendant),
and yes undoubtedly
other people cogent
against trumpeting xenophobic fervent
rants particularly against
migrants, who spent
blood, sweat and tears
forced into poverty
and misery, asper Native Americans
with deliberate intent
at genocide hundreds
of years ago (AND still)
today bedraggled indigenous
grievous national and global event,
where power hungry exploit powerless,
the latter kept bound by belligerent
hot headed racist, narcissistic,
misogynistic, egotistic...
"FAKE" prez steaming vehement
diatribes lambasting decent
folks, his oozing rabid hate doctrine
obvious enemy of freedom, versus
patriotic stalwarts, growing voice of cohorts,
who love Lady Liberty
ready to die and foment
revolution if necessary against REAL agent
provocateurs such avaricious cupidity I lament!
We peep through grated beams in the dark confines,
Kept in chains by the tyranny of audacious jailers,
unending cynosure of profligates and imposters:
ruining the destinies of million wearied sufferers.
criminals fit for the gallows,
morons from the days of the colony.
dictators in military attires.
and simpletons kept in power for temporary ease.
our heirloom forced from us by old monsters.
cabals of criminals, greedy goons, men untutored in reputation.
Felons and rapscallion from the military barracks,
too old for modern ideas.
we are burdened along by colonial tyranny,
in a country where destinies are suspended in the gale,
and youths are forced into their own crimes of stealing.
we could not speak our sentiment freely.
we are fettered and riveted by their guns.
The sword above us, tyranny of archaic mind.
dreamy theorist acting as lords over multitudes of docile lots.
men made to cringe and fawn bowing and stooping to the
threatening of their guns.
They armed assassins and sufferers alike,
paid a trifling sum from the proceeds of corruption,
to keep the masses away from them as old baron loot the treasury,
this open prison of fancied freedom,
where marauders employed by the states with a gun to kill,
trans versing the south with AK47/.
terrorist renamed bandits by religious sympathizers.
from the porous borders of North,
comradely of Fanatics and bigots of the sword sect.
Clandestinely overrunning the land.
Freedom is a crime to fools.
those who dares becomes enemy of states.
assaulted by “operation python” dance.
or raided by Lawless DSS.
This is but a Jihad disguised as government.
The road is a trap of death,
we sleep as watchers waiting for the sword.
we starve amidst multitudinous resources,
they Lend to keep us in Bondage.
The crude in the south.
and all the resources are carted away to the North
to pay terrorist.
A state crimes condoned.
we groan,
we dare not speak as their armed assassin are
ready to silence the Voice of Truth.
one more Truth for the Jailer from the North.
Echoes from the past
Thunder from the tongue less cavern of the earth
To rouse my anesthetized sail from slumber,
Sutured wounds crack open, oozing fresh flood
As the pain of yesterday visit suddenly
-drawing rivulets from sunken eyes.
Blind eyes see shattered dreams in a shroud
Encircled by living dreams.
The bullet pierces my heart again and again
On its journey to vex my grieved soul.
My ravaged heart leaks out multitudinous emotions
Into a putrid flood.
He wanted to live and earn a living,
He wanted to earn a living and live;
But death riding on the shoulders of brigand said No!
Daily this bitter demise of blood
Lives on in my mind
In A Place Beyond Time and Space
The 9th Realm, Cradle Of Existence Sacral Untainted Place
A Paradox, An Enigma with no Beginning nor End
Beyond the Ultra Violet Ray Forrest lies the Secret Garden
Where Light Gems Bloom in Harmonic Hues, Star Seeds Transfigured Crystals Transcend
Amidst the Glimmering Glade, Stands The Spectral Tree of Light Exhibition
Corded Branches Adorned with Jeweled Leaves, Light Prism Pomegranate Fruits Ripened with Illumination
Great Tree of Light Luster, Supporting Streams of Light Boughs In Coordinated Sequency
Laden With Rubies, Emeralds, Sapphires, Diamonds, Agates Twinkling Incandescence Frequency
All This Radiance Anchored by the Ancient Tap Root, Sourcing Beams and Rays To Infinite Sinker Fibers
In The Secret Garden, That Exists Universally Ignited by the Root Provider
Although Multitudinous Origins Spurred from the Ancient Tree of Light
Some Somber, Polished Shine, while Others Beam Bright
Macrocosmically Integrated, Beings of Light, Genesis Of Immortality Undiluted Purity
Flourishing Within and Without All Existence, We are Beacons, Contained Jeweled Energy
Traversing the Realms of Shadows, Some Far removed for Mundane Delicacies and Fading Fantasies
Albeit, Regardless of Doctrines, Cultural Beliefs, Man Made Ethnicities and Dull Egotistical Heresies
In A Place Within Where We Connect to the Great Light Tree, Jeweled Lamps We are Ignited By Cabled Roots of Light Inextinguishably.
approximating 7.5 x 1018, or seven quintillion,
five hundred quadrillion grains. This estimation
courtesy of Gwendolyn Powell, High School
from Presentation of Mary Academy (2018
graduating class) responding to an inquiry posted
on website https://www.quora.com/How-many-
grains-of-sand-are-there-on-Earth-and-how-many-
stars-are-there-in-the-universe Answered
April 15, 2018.
Such minutiae less significant within the realm
of present day *****sapiens, whose lives less
linkedin with phenomena affecting life on this
oblate spheroid, (which could come to a crashing
halt predicated on burgeoning human population
jeopardizing sustainable planet presuming
industrial paradigm prevails, thence man/
woman kind will unwittingly trumpet, and
or sound claxon (ex post facto), while
warming temperatures melt glaciers,
asper huge popsicles drowning
multitudinous habitats courtesy of
violent meteorologic cataclysms, where
Noah ark will be big enough to save majority
of creatures, and (wherein no art of the deal)
savvy enough to wall off sky high tidal
Katrina and the waves, then nature will (make
a killing) relishing tidying Atlas sized tureen
if necessary applying pledged finishing touches
repurposing third rock for another species slated
to inherit pseudo tabula rasa after Campbells,
and broth hers detox polluted primordial soup
i.e. once cleansed of poisons, thus...I condense
my Green New Deal spiel!