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I saw the truth lying around
Looked again, it can't be found.
Where it went when and why
Sorry, it must've passed me by.
Suddenly I'm feeling broken
Others say I've misspoken.
I'm tired pretending it's okay
To see my truth slip away.
I ought to see what is true
So I'll know what to do.
But it doesn't work that way
Lies most often get more play.
When I ask, they prevaricate
Don't deserve this, not my fate.
Truth prevails over lies
People's goodness long survives.
Whoever took it, they obfuscate
Bring it back, it's not too late.
Find my truth it will always be
Lies trap us in, let's be free.
Today I saw the truth lying around
Thought it lost but now it's found.
Conflagrations of Contemplation
Elemental exaltations for refined explanations
Permeatations of conflagrations that seek to define progressive nations
Illuminations of consecrations that have me seeking contemplation
Acclimatisation toward configurations that have been building a new space station
Fusions of finite resources to be plundering
Contusions of insight and sources to be pondering
Infusions of delight without remorse to be wondering
Confusions of contrite concourse to be sundering
I can see the echoes of loss and grief inside your eyes
I’d set you free if it weren’t so painful to watch you cry
But then who would relieve me from the tears accumulating in my eyes
As I watch you smile above it all and attune in your disguise
Postulations on productive thought and ethical considerations
Aberrations of reductive sport that leaves you in commiserations
Attestations that they can be bought in these times of sellout consternations
Distillations that leave me over wrought with latent contemplations
Fundamental Answers cannot be found through statements designed to obfuscate
Experimental philosophical dancers design the concepts to debate
Compartmental insinuations that are defined to constantly conflate
Transcendental notions that are refined to expansively illuminate
The End Copyright Elizabeth Moroz
From cold, distant hearts frigid
air doth circulate
Downy blanket no longer the
surface can insulate
Icy stares a corrosive wind
doth instigate
A sheltering family no longer
the gale can mitigate
Frostbitten minds numbed to
their pending fate
Emotive cisterns once gushing
with joy now frozen, stagnate
Frosty touches cause tender
limbs to degenerate
Thick, dreary clouds hover;
fleeting hopes oscillate
A rolling fog descends;
foundational dreams obfuscate
Fallowed ground fertilized by
acrimonious debate,
Allowing only seeds of malice
to germinate
Lacking a steady compass the
barren expanse to navigate,
Two, intemperate souls from
winter's chill hibernate
A stale frond whose limp veins
are now desiccate
A Flaw In Creation
(Basso Continuo)
She joked about him often taking time
to mention him by changing her voice
to mimic him. She allowed her view
of him to dictate the pace of there
relationship.
Once afella tried to get her attention by
wearing something wear most of him was
visible. She and her friend smiled and she
said the words "hide my feelings: might I learn
obfuscate my feelings."
It's the day she began to notice her feelings
for him. It's the day her life changed as she
started believing in the practices of cuckolding.
A blatant betrayal of his feelings due to her
need to shame him. Yet she speaks of me as hers,
in such an endearing tone. Though her intentions
were only due to her position as his lady and lover.
His wealthy father caused the other-fella to be
needed somewheres else. It's beleived that his
other mistress became pregant and agreed to
marry him. This left the woman
needing and wanting
due to what others felt about her she settled
with the guy who
wished to marry her in the beganning..
She said often he lacked confidence and
knowledge due to him developing a defensive
that effected his self esteem.. His condition
made by her lack of loyaality and concern.
Yet the myth of Cuckolding
never included the detail of ones
decision making processes. Most beleive
it is an anceint ritual to undermine the true
intentions of
a Godly relationship.
Thus citing
that what results from togetherness
is indeed in the interest of the family and the crest
which represents them.
a fear of knowing. Posi Music or Euphonious.
or just a fool Folly of creating stories?
Might the authers warn
them: they'll never profit.
The vision you see in my eyes
You are the name of my sorrow, my sadness !
The sadness you say you see in my eyes.
Sanity dictates “ where ? ”,
You “ are ” rays of light – brightens up my darkness ?,
the sun that radiates – lightens up my world, my skies.
You “ are ” the sustenance – nourishment that feeds my soul,
the spirit that lifts – my spirit wants to know.
You “ have been ”, from the beginning – “ are ” my obsession.
The truth of this, lies in the heart of my confession.
You “ are ” the reason – once again I was able to love,
the basis upon which to rise up – to reach out, to climb above.
You “ are” the sweet breath - a breath of fresh air,
the source, the reason – the impetus, for why I care.
You “ are” the soldiers – the essence of my immune system.
The warriors that stand guard – that fight for my life.
You “ are” the blood – the life’s force in my veins,
the thoughts that carry – that fill my brain.
You “ are” the clouds – the cause for all the rain,
the tear drops that inundate – they obfuscate my vision.
You “ are” the source – the verbiage of my derision,
the negative force – words looking to fight
You “ are” the bird – the wings, giving my love flight,
a reason to soar – to look for a brighter light.
You “ are” the light that carries – makes a man want to love,
never giving reason, cause, hope, yet he still wants to climb above
all that once was, bringing you along, on those journeys
that forget history and it’s failures – creating new memories.
Insanity prevails
And this man’s love – blind, frail– knows not how to fail !!!
Never giving up !!, only giving in ??, Princess !!, you win !!
B. J. “A” 2
November 10th 2008
The devil
is a
dancer
In the
cabaret
of fire
His steps
are most
alluring
His eyes
beget
desire
He twirls
amongst
the partners
Disguised
but known
to all
And making
his
selection
A child
of Adam
— falls
**
Never let
reality
— obfuscate truth
Never let
the legend
— be tarnished by proof
Never let
the facts
— carry the day
Never let
the magic
— get reasoned away
**
Staying close
to the moment
the world made sense
In touch
with his feelings ...
tomorrow’s paid rent
Alone
with his questions
the answers collide
Breaking through
the unconscious
— forever alive
**
You can never tell
unless you show it first
What the eyes will see
— the mind will free
**
Colors drip down
but never up
Gravity’s palette
— rainbows to touch
**
Looking for a
socket
to plug in tomorrow
Looking for a
conduit
to exit today
Looking in a
mirror
reflecting my future
Looking until
breathing
— each word that I say
**
Hidden
in caverns
the words
rising forth
Each droplet
a treasure
in ladles
to pour
Through whirlwinds
of drought
and twisters
ordained
The wellspring
indulgent
to fill
— and sustain
**
There are no
accidents
though some
would explain
Cause
or causation
each hair splitting
phrase
What is
and what isn’t
their images
born
Unconsciously
conscious
in matter
— and form
**
The art of looking
grows slowly ...
Tall oaks in
the wind
The bison in
Winter ...
His warmth
from within
The art of seeing
takes longer ...
with each passing
glance
Reforming
the picture ...
you once left
askant
**
In the distance
pirates chase
like devils
on the wind
Tonight’s horizon
morning brings
what destiny
— portends
**
Metaphor
only thrives and grows
forever
on the vine
Simile
lies a
rotting fruit
— bereft among the rinds
**
(To be sung to the tune of “Alouette”)
Obfuscation, we like obfuscation
Obfuscation, the game we like to play
When you muddle and confuse, then you simply cannot lose,
Complicate, obfuscate,
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Obfuscation, we like obfuscation
Obfuscation, the game we like to play
Use a complicated word every time your voice is heard
Dazzle twits with your wits,
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Obfuscation, we like obfuscation
Obfuscation, the game we like to play
Seven letters and above are the words the game’s made of
Show your knowledge learned in college,
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Obfuscation, we like obfuscation
Obfuscation, the game we like to play
If your meaning’s understood, then the words are just no good,
Make it sound tres profound,
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Obfuscation, we like obfuscation
Obfuscation, the game we like to play
You will sound like such a whiz if your word selection is
Unintell - igible,
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Obfuscation, we like obfuscation
Obfuscation, the game we like to play
Postulate, exacerbate, extricate, pontificate,
Inundate, aggravate,
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Obfuscation, we like obfuscation
Obfuscation, the game we like to play
Ain't no wonder we're baffled about eatin' - ever'thing is taboo.
We're deluged by self-appointed gurus toutin' their points uv view.
Can't they desist and find somethin' more productive to do?
They can eat their tofu and water cress- I prefer a hearty stew!
The experts can't determine which is best, reg'lar coffee er decaf,
So I slurp my mornin' joe, settlin' fer a mug uv half n' half.
Fast foods ain't recommended but I'd fight fer Burger King Whoppers!
Ain't nobody tellin' me what I can er can't chomp on with my choppers!
Some folks say aigs is good fer you - some say they're not.
I eat 'em boiled, fried and scrambled - it don't mean diddley squat!
Another profound debate persists and causes me to muse,
Is whether it's wholesome er not to partake uv a snort of booze!
Seems these fellers jes' confound our lives and like to obfuscate,
Leavin' the rest uv us bewildered as they continue their debate.
My cholesteral, glucose and platelets wuz perfect in my last exam.
I've survived nigh four-score years eatin' pizza, cake and spam!
I guess its politically correct to engage in the latest dietary fad,
But in brief, here's the case uv my dear old Mom and Dad.
They et what they wanted and survived four-score years and more,
Never mindin' the cholesterol, fats and carbs that docs now abhor!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Unclench your sphincter
to better see
the world around you
and reality.
Survey the landscape
thru a forests tree's
spot the misconceptions
of what's to be.
These lefty loons
they prefer dysfunction
while spreading lies
without compunction.
Big changes are needed
we just can't wait
the deceit they hide
intended to obfuscate.
They'll side with fraud
and bureaucratic waste
against the working man
where the burdens placed.
Their in disguise
the evil few
making claims
that just aren't true.
So pull your head out
from beneath the sand
and see what's true
then you'll understand!!
"When you look good but the world has freaked you out too much to communicate." ~ Rose McGowan
My poem is inspired by Rose McGowan. Thank you for being brave.
The silent scream
By Michelle Morris
28/10/2023
The silent scream
Haunts your dreams
You're a beautiful star
On the Hollywood scene
Your remember her
That sweet, young girl
Who swallowed her rage
Like a bitter pill
All the misogyny
All the abuse
They tried to silence her
Your powerful muse
But no more, no more
Her power taken back
The #MeToo movement
Remedied some of the bad
But restitution
And forgiveness
Is not easily earned
Or grants karmic appeasement
Life goes on
And so must you
Stronger and braver
Like a warrior true
Even though this world
Has let you down
It's not all humanity
Just the cowardly clowns
Those ones dressed up
Disguised behind doors
With titles and money
Supporting their stories
Those dark souls who lie
Obfuscate and cheat
Fabricate and take
For power and greed
The silent scream
Hidden no longer
It's now free and loud
To communicate honestly
The kingdom is open
Secrets and lies revealed
Innocence and youth
No longer there for stealing
Empowerment of self
Women and girls
Brave enough to speak out
Against a misogynistic world
Because, looking good is great
But feeling good is better
May the world grant you wishes
For a happier forever
And may every person
Experience dignity and freedom
To live a life of choices
And a path that's meaningful
Truth and respect
Justice and peace
Kindness and compassion
Love and honesty
No more silent screams
No more hurt and pain
Every soul shining brightly
As we elevate our game
© Michelle Morris, 2023