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Panglossian Perspective

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Panglossian Perspective 
Pivoting Poze Pretentiously

Pacific, pacifist pampered papa
parading par excellent paragon
parent (parenthetically parochial
particularly partisan) parvenu
passive, passionately paternalistically patient,

paunchy, peaceably pepped, perfectionist,
perceptive, perennially perky, permissively
persevering, persistently personable, 
perspicuous, pertinent, phenomenally philanthropic, philharmonic

picturesquely pious, pioneering, piquantly pithy,
playfully pleasant, pleasurably plucky, plummy,
poetically poignant, politely pontificating, popular,
positively potent, powerfully practiced pragmatist,

praiseworthy, prayerfully precious, precise
predominant, preeminently preferable, preparedly
preponderant, presently president, prestigiously
prevailing, priceless, princely, principally pristine,

privately privileged, prized, 
proactively procreative,
prodigiously productive, proficiently profitable,
progressively prominent, promisingly prompt,
prophetically propitious, prospectively protective,
proudly proven provocative, 
prudently psyched, puissant,
punctilious, punctually purposeful pygmy.


Mysterious Muse

A cartridge filled with a horde of shackled emotions, am I,
Trifle feelings loiter within me, until she elicits them out,
Wizened by time, she knows that otherwise I might turn mordacious... 
God guides my pen and has assigned her my way, 
         
 ~ She is the vociferous voice of my heart ~

She knows my malleable moods and masterfully makes magic
By weaving whispers into wistful words, 
          
~ She is the byzantine boon of my being ~

With cogent candor she cajoles me to compose poesy, 
She and I share a companionable camaraderie... 
In the mystical moondust of Maker's majestic mercy, 
I acquiesce to her ingenious genius, 
        
  ~ She is an efficacious eclectic enigma ~

For sometimes, she plays truant tricks, 
Her surreptitious evanescence is a conspicuous conspiracy, 
Abandoned, I have to await her august appearance... 
The soft stardust of her sartorial splendor, 
Renders me a mere puppet of her puissant prowess, 
         
 ~ She is a phenomenal Phoenix ~

For she encourages me to endeavor towards excellence, 
Her alacrity aggrandizes my acumen, 
Having faith in her fortuitous favour, I flourish... 
          
~ She is my God-given "gift of grace" ~

Her multifarious munificence is a monumental mystery, 
She has transformed me from a fruitless flibbertigibbet
To a fulfilled female fount with her unfailing finesse... 
          
~ She is my mysterious, magnanimous Muse ~

Feeling forever grateful to God for her grandiloquence.



5th January 2023

Premium Member Living the Dream of Him

His soft whisperings melt me like butter, 
His sensual touches trigger heart flutter.

His galvanized gaze sends shock through my core, 
His puissant presence pours in every pore. 

His youthful gait makes me run after him,
His six pack begs to elope at a whim. 

His sardonic wit sets me to snicker,
His flamboyant car turns on my flicker.

His baritone banter - pure caress, 
His fatal attraction's hard to suppress. 

His coy discretion is high on my list, 
His subtle advances - hard to resist. 

If dreams came true I would not ask for more - 
He is everything I ever wished for!

Some fantasies are as real as they seem - 
I have been happily married! To him! 

January 25, 2023
Form: Rhyme

Panglossian Perspective Pivoting Poze Pretentiously

Pacific, pacifist pampered papa
parading par excellent paragon
parent (parenthetically parochial
particularly partisan) parvenu
passive, passionately paternalistically patient,

paunchy, peaceably pepped, perfectionist,
perceptive, perennially perky, permissively
persevering, persistently personable, perspicuous,
pertinent, phenomenally philanthropic, philharmonic

picturesquely pious, pioneering, piquantly pithy,
playfully pleasant, pleasurably plucky, plummy,
poetically poignant, politely pontificating, popular,
positively potent, powerfully practiced pragmatist,

praiseworthy, prayerfully precious, precise
predominant, preeminently preferable, preparedly
preponderant, presently president, prestigiously
prevailing, priceless, princely, principally pristine,

privately privileged, prized, proactively procreative,
prodigiously productive, proficiently profitable,
progressively prominant, promisingly prompt,
prophetically propitious, prospectively protective,
proudly proven provocative, prudent psyched, puissant,
punctilious, punctually purposeful.

Premium Member Sense of a Woman


She’s born to nurture, love and understand,
Her puissant presence sways from gay to grand. 
She needn’t scream and shout her point of view, 
With calm and class She carries herself through. 
Multiple  roles She’s destined to achieve - 
Be it career, home, a child to conceive. 
Her trademark touch - tranquility and taste -
Are ample antidotes to a man’s haste.

Love, laced with patience, luminates her face, 
Petals of a flower - wisdom and grace. 
She may seem soft, her stem is supple yet strong, 
Respect She does demand, don’t do her wrong. 
Intuition is her set convention, 
Beyond other gender’s comprehension. 
Whether unjust or unfair She stands by, 
Her Forgiveness - your prize to glorify. 

Above all, She’s the matrix of desire, 
The primal sense that sets the world on fire. 
Subtle aroma nature couldn’t invent -
Seductive, suave and sweet - a Woman’s scent. 

April 10, 2022
Form: Ode


No Immunity For Trumpeting Donkey Kong

The wheels of justice might turn slow,
but...fear not those Dom (men knows)
minions defrauding decent folks...THUS
We (the Gods/Goddesses of Olympus)
interrupt this regularly scheduled pro
gram to deliver urgent unanimous verdict...

Telegram Spake Reportage...Justice
handed down from court of King Crimson...
NO “FAKE” vaccinated exception, exoneration,
edict decrees corruption, collusion breached,

Boyscout apprenticeship annulled antithetical
American aggrandizing Aegis.. presidential
Pillsbury doughboy, who haint nothing butta
zealous wantonly terrifying questing quack
psychopathic puissant mailer daemon;

earmarked legal writs excusing and/or
recusing himself, and his denizen, nee
army practicing vanity, thuggery, pernicious
perjury, ornery odious obloquy, noxious
notorious nincompoop narcissism,

muckraking manhandling malodorous
majority, lewdly lecherous, larcenous knave,
knowingly kickstarting jabbering jackanapes,
impertinently impeach-ably impeccably
impiously impudent, hoodwinking haughtily,

gum-shun grubbing, groping, fondling females,
exploiting exemptions, expunging executive
excruciatingly, excellently ersatz erected,
egregiously delightfully crotch clamping
chicanery, commander in (Mis)chief,
bonanza axed...Effective immediately!

A more qualified individual, or any other
livingsocial creature sought for present
vacancy of PRESIDENT
OF UNITED STATES ASAP!

don't run

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N’essayez pas de faire courir
L’âne gris ou le puissant zébu,
La girafe folle ou le poète,
Vous perdriez votre temps,
N’essayez pas de faire courir,

Chacun doit respecter l’autre,
Le cheval court,  l’âne brait,
Comment cueillerons nous ces cerises ?

N’essayez pas de faire courir
La girafe folle ou le poète,
La lenteur les inspire plus,
De tout ils gardent raison,
N’essayez pas de faire courir.


Don’t try to make them run
The gray donkey or the powerful zebu,
The crazy giraffe or the poet,
You would waste your time,
Do not try to make them run,

Each one must respect the other,
The horse runs, the donkey brays,
How will we pick these cherries?

Don’t try to make them run
The crazy giraffe or the poet,
The slowness inspires them more,
Of all that keep reason,
Do not try to make them run.
Form: Rondeau

Premium Member Night of the Red Dragons


The mighty dragons which came
roaring on that fateful night
took great pride in disintegrating
everything in their sight

Nothing was left that was not
scorched by their flame
although to the fire-breathing
dragons it was all but a game

No trees were left standing
and nay grasses retained green
it took three and a half years
for the streets to scrub clean

There was no building that
wasn't burnt to an absolute crisp
The laughing dragons noted down
another wondrous trip

All the churches did indeed receive
three hundred and thirty-three degrees
The poor clergymen were seen praying
whilst fallen down upon their knees

As the puissant dragons kept up their
ferocious attack, some pastors were heard
screaming for the good lord to come back

When the libraries burned down
it was such a terrible loss for the town
as the most intelligent of the peoples
were nowhere to be found

Then all the pubs and neon clubs were ravaged and wrecked
The fire-breathing dragons just said, "We don't give a feck."
© Tidy Desk  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Attachment

I love to be alone,
even if the nature is out of tone.
But why do you want to be alone??
By dint of the problems,you created on your own.

Some great personalities have said-
"Theories you believe are facts and facts we disbelieve are theories"
It was my ostentatious attitude that got me trapped,
I am neither puissant nor stoical,thats why i got slapped!!

I was asked to cultivate detachment,
coz' it will affect the natural flow of my life.
But why its me everytime??
Its the charge of my felony and crime!!

Sometimes I feel like bitter and twisted
when the clouds of happiness just gets drifted.
How can you forget a person with whom you are so attached,
so its difficult to cultivate detachment,being attached.
Form:

A People In Cahos

Electoral mortification
The ego of one man
chaotically divided a nation.
Hypnotically humiliated 
and brought its people into dissolute hatred,
plucking each other limits.
Dehumanized the intelligence of great minds.
This team of trumpers!
imperious loud mouths, 
puissant leaches stumping on others,
with ominous filthy words.
Despicable regard for biblical equal.
Do not unto others what you would not do unto yourself.
Leave the hate, 
it’s like a malignant tumor, 
it consumes time to no avail. 
Color is just a shade,
Blood in man is indeed unique,
whether it was brown skin Jesus, dark skin Moses you or me. 
as it retains a unified bond beyond us.
Someday,
I may need you and you may need me
for something grater than - 
this evil influence crawling into our lives.
Your cry and my cry the same, seeking comfort.          
©Al Juman -The "said" Poet, 11/25/2019
© Al Juman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Imagism

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