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Finally, my blood began to coagulate,
I really did not think this would eventuate.
But now there’s hope I will not exsanguinate,
because I feel my blood now hemagglutinate.
Remain in my blood vessels and just circulate
perfusing all my organs and accelerate
my wellbeing so I’ll not deteriorate
Instead, my condition will reinvigorate.
So, I will live another day to celebrate
the fact, that I should see another birthday date.
Not be a statistic for mortality rate
by bleeding to death, failing to resuscitate.
Please, let this be a lesson not to overstate
the survival secret one must not lacerate
an organ that could bleed out and necessitate
the need then for your blood to just coagulate
Dust, sweep and mop
Run to three or four shops
Polish silver 'til it shines
Did we forget to buy wine
Countdown to Sabbath's begun
So many chores to be done
Ready or not, it's time to bench licht*
Friday goes by dizzy quick...
Now the Sabbath does appear
On dove's wings of purest cheer
Our tired feelings dissipate
Blessings soothe, reinvigorate
Refresh and restore
Over holy books we pore
Eat delicacies and treats
Meals pleasant and sweet
Time now to repair to sleep
To relax and dream dreams deep
Of Sabbaths wrapped in mists of yore ~
Messianic Era to point toward
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*to bench licht is Yiddish. It means to light
candles (for the Sabbath or a Festival) with
a blessing. 'Licht' is pronounced as a
guttural, more like 'kh' as in the Russian
'khorosho,' 'good.' It is not pronounced like
the 'ch' in 'chin' or in 'Chicago.'
“Contemplation of self” is an “Art and Love”
“water is life” and a “a walk in nature”
“Without you” i’m “Broken Hearted”
“I Can Be That Child Again”to enjoy my “quietus”
“without you” “The Pen in My Hand” prevaricates
“Essays on Eternal Pages” until “a door opens”
“changing and shifting” towards a “delicate memory”
“He Gave Her A Book” “live in a breath”
“beyond my window” “Love” “recesses of my mind”
“whispering wind” and “emerald caress”
restores my mood and reinvigorate my rind
“We See What We to Want See’ like “snow kisses”
“Peace, Love, Hope and Joy” and “roses red”
“A Bridge Called Forgiveness” and “Parakeets, I
Have Loved”
“A Silent Girl” and a “SUNFLOWER”
“This Heart of Mine” is in a “dream”
Note:
This is a statement of praise, inspired by the work of poetess Rama, and is made to honor Constance la France, the wonderful poetess, who is always ready to offer support, explain problems, and help others. I appreciate her poetry and eloquent expressions as well, and her posts do a lot to brighten my day.
The entire poem is built around Ms Constance's long list of titles, with only a few words added to present it as a poem in its entirety.
Written: June 18, 2021
Title Wave Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Richard Lamoureux
Isolating in flee,
Ouch its hurting me,
Healthy global world clock is stopping,
Slowly disemminating virus,
And the moonless night are popping!
You can see that,
Yeah,You can see that!
Locking down into the home quarantine,
Our healthy happy lives are byzantine.
Diving down deep into the loop of darkness,
Hoping one day beyond the clouds,
The powerful Sun will surely rise!
Way I see it,
At the cost of humanity,
Terribly tearing the respiration,
Restless feeling,
We are in suffocation.
Turning fragile body into ashes,
Splash of seconds,
And dumped into ocean trashes!
If you ask me,
Insanely sick of those emerging polluted minds,
Endless slaveries of this Master intertwined,
No friends,No hugs,No last rites,
Only in return,
They want to trigger a biological war fights!
In my estimation,
Corona Viruses are mounting pain,
Leading towards the financial strain!
Economically affecting the market,
Dramatically dropping down the target!
In my own conceit,
Such a divine place our Universe was,
Just praying God,
End this breathless memory of Corona-virus disease,
And Reinvigorate us with the life's new phase!
Save us Almighty,
Once again Embrace us mother nature.
By expressing our deep gratitude towards you,
Please give us another chance to live this life again,
And forgive the mankind for all what we did wrong to you!
Written By Madhavi
Finally, my blood began to coagulate,
I really did not think this would eventuate.
But now there’s hope I will not exsanguinate,
because I feel my blood now hemagglutinate.
Remain in my blood vessels and just circulate
perfusing all my organs and accelerate
my wellbeing so I’ll not deteriorate
Instead, my condition will reinvigorate.
So, I will live another day to celebrate
the fact, that I should see another birthday date.
Not be a statistic for mortality rate
by bleeding to death, failing to resuscitate.
Please, let this be a lesson not to overstate
the survival secret one must not lacerate
an organ that could bleed out and necessitate
the need then for your blood to just coagulate
Seedier media’s spewed a lot of late
Crude is all about lewd Bazball’s fate
Ben eschewed then stewed had to wait
On Stokes & ECB feud did concentrate
A tomfoolery catapult at a summer fete
Deranged but change won’t contemplate
Glummer fans can berate but no debate
Won’t halt dumber all out assault template
Fawn this new dawn to thrill will facilitate
Once did reinvigorate now does agitate
Ban this bland brand just a T20 ingratiate
Test tragics thirst perverse curse won’t sate
Hiss Brook took the piss & will aggravate
Ben we no longer trust and must castigate
When he then lost his zen & did denigrate
His men & all the plaudits he did generate
As Test cricket’s saviour we didn’t hesitate
Defending best sort of our sport appreciate
Stopping unwise franchise rise we participate
Tests out of date follow a reprobate mandate
Cogitate let's all just trust Bazball & meditate
New chapter couldn't create must abbreviate
Lust did rust so deviate to your ego capitulate
Ben did abrogate before he then did abdicate
You bled said in red Tests would emancipate
New autobiography a publisher did ingratiate
Was a helluva scheme to your team castrate
Then on Test cricket you literally did defecate
From embers lets remember when did venerate
Rule of cool cats & sexy sultry strut of their gait
We did anticipate how they did titillate & titivate
In the thrall of the gall as Bazball did captivate
Is this the future of Test cricket we did ruminate
Rid of Covid new bid to stop the skid scintillate
Calling card is freeing the old guard to salivate
Enjoy the game again as wins did demonstrate
The swagger turned to stagger did defenestrate
Of course horse bolted.. before closed the gate
We’re entertainers the reason they did extenuate
Facts and their foolhardy acts will still repudiate
Our chagrin as on seriously thin ice they do skate
The plain disdain for the WTC did really infuriate
England is in such a state has enough on its plate
From the ruins nothing to excavate as we excoriate
But blunder here and down under won't exonerate
Uncouth truth can’t be hid from livid fans who hate
Bazball gesticulate just a cheap buzz like amyl nitrate
Tongue twister line:
From the rustic rover to Samuel Sanders, they try to tickle the tongue with tricky tongue twisters.
1. A rustic rover round the ricks ran restlessly, and restive, he rushed to the nearby rural rill to reinvigorate himself. Then whoever he met, he ranted and raved with him or her with reckless arrogance. Revivified and rejuvenated, the vagrant straggler across the riverbank rumbled and rumbled , and trounced a regal recluse that triggered a fiery ruction. Then another rowdy ragamuffin slapped him hard and a furious rabble raised an unprecedented rumpus.
2. Samuel Sanders, a saucy salesman with sable brow, had an ancestral house in Sussex, but since he was a man of gypsy psyche, of late he strayed into Surrey and settled there for squarely six months, and then set out to straggle across the Sicilian seashore seeking psychological solace in the serene and suave sound of the seawaves.
3. You can't put a better bit of butter on your platter because a martyr did shatter the packet of your butter as it did welter in the gutter, but that waiter did cater you this later, muttering about an utter butter-hater from Gloucester with bitter hauteur.
19th November, 2016
TENDENCIES
too perfect
flawless
virtuousness
in thrall
to the moribund
superlative
to reinvigorate
the enfeebled
concept of genius
this exemplar
of grace and harmony
conceived
& inspired
since antiquity.
a tapestry
of shimmering threads
a satisfying
breathing space
thought-through
immaculate
finished
intimate
& sublime
subtle &
restrained
tender
as an embrace
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
break the chains of my heart
free my mind and introduce me to your mind
smile at me and let me foresee the guarantee
water my wilted soul and reinvigorate its radiance and zest
soothe my being with your love and make it finite to the touch
kiss me with medicinal care and be the chicken noodle soup for my revival
turn my rusty life to gold and make me shine until i burst with radiance
deepen the throes of ecstasy with your quietude and be loquacious with adequate essence
make music with my instruments and listen to the grooves they create
when the melody is carefully constructed, lay back and let me reciprocate
Thank God For You......
i see journeys and vacations ahead
i see dreams and smiles that put e to bed
stars shine as streetlights tonight
i visit the depths of slumber without putting up a fight
flowers grow as i think of her
the wishes and the longings causes a prolonged purr
if i ever tasted the mocha flavour of your inner thighs
the sweet scent of you will reinvigorate my wilted nature to rise
when i land at the destination i thought i would never see
the magnificence of your hiccup moans will reawaken the shy passion in me
the fire and the flame, the flame and the fire
the exuberance of the merged eruption, the comforting moral of the desire
in the morning we rejoice like the cardinals singing outside
we return to the world recharged and perfectly back in stride