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Premium Member Rhymification's Ramifications

If rectify means to right a wrong
   Shouldn't singify mean to sing a song
Then again, there's the word, compose
   Which would thereby be composify

Back to good old singify, which looks like
   I can't spell signify...though I sincerely think
That singification should never replace song
   Just as wrongification must never replace wrong...

For if so, ipso facto, a simple composition
   Would turn into a composifiication --
Which would be as complexify is to complex
   And complexification is to complexion --

You thought 'twas on me to write 'complexity'
   ~ 'Twould've nullified my rhymificationity...  


                 January 27, 2019
         Entry in "Failed Sonnet" Contest
      Sponsors:  Mo Howard and Larry Fine


Premium Member Despair

Despair 


The inexorable pain of unrequited love within a caring soul,
young dreams dashed upon the rocky shores of despair
and in one fleeting moment all is gone
to the loved ones about them.
 
All the wisdom of the universe,
between the pages of time at the fingertip,
all for the asking and the page not turned,
the question not asked the lessons not learned.
 
Desperate lives within the worlds of the mind’s creation,
lost to obscurity and oblivion inside the single act that cannot be undone. 
The sweet experiences of life’s pain and pleasures of the Mind beyond endurance,
squandered by the actions of a harlequin of little forethought,
as to the ramifications of this parsimonious act. 
The self-destructive self-serving imprudent act of taking ones own life,
in a moment of despair and the anguish of depression. 

Suicide is forever. 


By 
Josehf Lloyd Murchison

Oye Urum: Market, Typically African

They assembled and gathered
Like they have done forever
One joining the other and another
Simple, friendly and smiling faces
Trotting calmly to catch the pace
Knowing destination will be exceeded
As the abundant will continue to drive
Weakened limbs energized by the sand
Caring not of city man’s worries
Slowly the crowd is formed and bubbles
From many ramifications of Urum
An all-day event needs less hurry
Loudly heard in attitude and style
Planned through four days before 
Yet another four days will witness same
Gatherings to sell, to buy and to chatter 
Interacting to share, to encourage, bearing 
Sharing pains, troubles and sweet songs
As an African child is bathed in powder 
On each the other depends
Like persons of old subsisted
Under tattered roofs open to rain and sun
Not minding government neglect and abuse
Early comers nap, linger and do the small talk
While babies dance around half empty market
Your city life they bother not about
For no cause exists for a change of style
For all must be accomplished
If nature does not dictate otherwise
Save for the weak and the sick
Albeit, fully represented in the event
Benefiting from love and care shared
Affection administered across rough roads
However insignificant it may seem
Eternal partnerships, free like life
Form: Pastoral

Looking Up At the New Light Ahead

looking up at the new light ahead
i have never been excited for the New Arrows
the green lights feel good after years of reds and yellows
i can now see new scenes and smell new smells
the stale stench of payback is behind me, and now my view is clearer

the alarm goes off, and we wake up with kisses
we are kids all giddy tripping over routines and plans in our nappy heads
i get up in the shower while she gets up on the cell phone
i know we will not come close to getting out of the house on time
however it is the thrill of the adventure that stops the concern for punctuality

looking at the new light ahead
i have never been so anxious for the upcoming memoirs
the nodding from north to south feels a whole lot better then the shaking from west to east
i can now tell new stories and inspire new inspirations
the offensive scent of ramifications is past tense, and now another dream is nearer
© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Getting Familiar With Divine Treasure

How does one get to know the Bible?
the same you get to know friends
by spending real time with them
so you become the real spiritual blend

No matter the years you've lived
you can't sit back being complacent
for the scriptures will find you out
leaving you down in the basement

Like a herb when it's in full flavour
God provides enlightenment of light
making the clarity of scripture so real
discipleship takes you in full flight

When you become more familiar
with holy writ, there's a new dimension
for this divine word reveals a treasure
to you far hidden never a mention

But now God reveals in His word
His purpose to push your sanctification
gifting His treasure to you a sinner
transforms you with real ramifications

("To get the full flavour of an herb, it must be pressed between the fingers, so it is the same with scriptures, the more familiar they become, the more they reveal their hidden treasures and yield their indescribable riches.")
John Chrysostom (A.D. 347-407)
Form: Rhyme


Oblivious To Reality

One major advantage
     since receiving
     social security
     disability ah...dunno,
     about a half hoof doe
     zen years {courtesy,

     sans my (own)
lee wrecking ball,
essentially schizoid
     personality disorder} -
     (yea, mon a
 
     far out, groovy,
     and feel line good
     diagnosis to call
me very own) - with
what ewe euell
     might not bull

     heave ramifications - from
     (back before 
     prescription medication
     sigh hood dell lick
     days that used
     tubby mine normal) -

with near fall
ling over edge into abyss -
     sensation quite gall
lee maw free in the hall
of the mountain king - christ
more accurately housed

     in stone temple
     as paunchiest pilot
pulling major drug heist
     battling o'er what appeared
tubby over priced
     placebo heavily spiced

     strictly intended for this
     emotionally hide bound
his debilitating crip
     pulling noggin - crowned
with blunt object triggering
anxiety/ panic attacks,

I could expound
til cows come
     home to roost -
     (real funny seeing bovines
     getting off the ground)

     out there along trailways,
     corralled by severe
     barking from one
     bus size grey hound
one pet smart
     pooch also doubles

     up as pet therapy - renowned
far and wide to alleviate
     illogical, neurological, and
     physio logical symptoms wound
     like a tight coil 
     helping abate

     such profuse perspiration 
     dripping by the crate
full, which augments dehydration,
     thisa vicious circle game, 
     I “GERALD” do HATE!

Ps Aborted

The 
Poorest
Choice in life.








I’m not being judgmental nor commenting on my feedback I’m just clarifying and 
respectfully explaining my view of the poem. I appreciate the feedback, I understand when a 
poem is written everyone relates to it in a different way. One never knows the ramifications 
of a single piece of work. In the epigram form there is not much to work with due to the six 
syllable meter. In my initial thought of ‘Aborted,’ from my creative perspective, was a 
metaphor of aborting a single thought. 
If one aborts a thought, the poem cannot be born into existence, thus no life of words, 
no poetry, nor a beautiful contribution to literature to continue or record our stay in time, 
etc. 
I categorized my poem as life because we abort things daily and that’s a part of life.  I am 
explaining the creative depth of my poem’s entirety.
Yes, life can be aborted along with a thought, or a wonderful opportunity.
When poetry is written it is usually draped in metaphors and similes from the creators vision 
and unique perspective. I hope my explanation shows the depth of a poem goes way deeper 
than its surface... Raul Moreno
Form: Epigram

Ronald Rump Reasonably Roasted

Ronald Rump reasonably roasted 

Remarkable – recourse retaining rickety 
rambling reverence regarding “r.”

Ronald Rump
repugnant racist republican reviled - 
rickettsia re:itch ruler.

Rapaciously ravaged 
revered reverential rubric.

Radical ruthless renegade 
rapidly riotously ripped rigged ramparts.

Refrained retaining remnant 
redolent regal, resplendent rafters.

Riches rudely ruptured rooted rectified rights.

Ruckus ricocheted revenant reign.

Ratified rattlebrained rules roil reductionism.

Rambunctious rapscallions rollicked; 
rendered ruinous ramifications.

Rusty razor razing revenge rented reprisal.

Rabid rectal rictus rotten 
rebranded re-calibrated redoubt.

Rambunctious revolutionaries rejoiced.

Ruffians rode roughshod 
routing reigning royalty.

Reiterated revetting robust recidivist rationality.

Rode Rolls Royce relentlessly 
rendering rock ribbing.

Riffraff raconteur raised reactionary response.

Revisited rancorous restrictive
redlined realigned rightward rivets.

Robocop ridiculously 
rubber-stamped reorganization.

Recalcitrant reactors released rapture.

Rash Russian roulette
reconnaissance raconteurs racked rubles.

Red room reflected Republican RNA.

Rap risible rheumy ratiocinated rug-rats 
revoked righteous refulgent repertory.

Rapier robed robbers ransacked 
reliquary resounding retaliation.

Retaliatory redcoat regnum 
reformation remembered.

Rudy robotically recoiled rapprochement
raison d'être rosily revered 
rifled relics raffled.

Rookie raves ripe rackful 
rubenesque reliably ranked.

Refulgent rotundity requisite 
requirement re: reappointment.

Road-tested, roadworthy 
redeem reapportion routed role.

Reprehensible reassignment 
rapidly recognizes response.

Rife rampage removed respectability – respect.

Responsible roused restitution refuted.

Risky resultant reconnoitering 
runaway railroad reverberated rivalry.

Reflexive ramrod reaction reconfirmed 
redoubling ridding revitalization.

Reconfiguration realpolitik reinstated repudiation
rebooting Roosevelt regime reconsidered.

Requisition required resilient reseeding republic.

Regrettable riley roars remorseless ribbing.

Rare recount restoring recondite 
renown reprobate Rapunzel.

Republican representatives 
rejoice reclaiming reins.

Premium Member Madness


                                                   What's madness but nobility of Soul
                                                    at odds with circumstance
                                                                 Theodore Roethke


Extraneous circumstances
delve into utopian
realizations that
make you understand
you may not
be all there
Ramifications manifest
themselves on a
daily basis totally
controlling you
Petulant realities
stream into
your consciousness
pestering routines
that convalesce
within dimensions that
are never surpassed
beckoning in a
new direction
that you never
thought could exist

Epistle To Barack Obama

this epistle per mine choice of heir apparent presidential throne
composed from one liberal minded non-conformist rolling stone  

prompted awareness that one voice can affect which contestant will win
and occupy the white house after the votes get tallied from political spin

aware thy missive from an anonymous fellow  and a self anointed scribe
will be carefully screened no matter opinion already cast with nada bribe

personal opinion of this sole american male of two score and nine years
that barack obama possesses that je ne sais quois diplomatic state craft
   despite disparaging broadside starring paris hilton plus britney spears

the land of lincoln candidate exemplifies (to myself) a charismatic charm
in tandem with a relaxed persona and gait akin per a commoner on a farm

that nonchalant easy going affinity speaks nonverbal volumes to this chap
cringes when espying or hearing from opposing challenger whose lips flap
   meaning john mccain whose hidden motives and agenda include his trap
to plant seeds of doubt per un-decided electorate causing lead to get a zap

unknown how trials and tribulations rival democratic senator from  Illinois
will weather local nor global challenges and said solution he might employ
i opt for said captain to steer ship of state and exclaim to drop anchor ahoy

if via cosmic divine intercession the galloping newcomer in this horse race 
ushering biracial as nominal winner televisions would show a beaming face
the political ramifications analogous to betting square outcome on this ace

i gently beg, decry, fulminate counter attack advertisements fast and quick
against those subliminal sly messages that at first blush appear airily slick
and please reach deep in that magic bag resorting to retaliatory artful trick
lest burning from the madding crowd extinguished like jack’s candle wick!

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