Long Self Poems
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"Licking Life’s Luscious Lips"
Life viewed
ephemeral
pulsating, stroking
many smooth angles
there are no sharp
golden lit angels found here
touting
slippery sails
floating away
to dreamland swinging
self righteous
sermons
burning
for something
"MORE"
tripping on
tarnished halos
twisting dreams
of a life ordinary
natural
hunts
through
the faux
goodbye Poe
when Summer comes
to kiss off the wintry
long dark good knights
jades now see fully
through the kaleidoscope
blushing entries
expectant arrivals
shown
exiting
flushed contesting
through the consistent
revolving door
evolvers evolving
revealing
strident smiles
minds
repetitive
complex music
sedative
long legged demon
dropping old chapters
tearing pages
of wasted time
strategic
feral, wild
contemplating
fresh conviction
lost lexicon
freed loose matters
decisions threaded
through haystack needles
licking life’s luscious lips
feline hungry
preying for
the crème de la crème
the cherry's always
on top
LOVE
like a cat
kneading ...
"More"
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
Marquee gave me a choice. "What would I rather be, a better writer, or to be able to use my computer?" They notified me.
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They informed me downloading's programs on your computers. Would open the door for malware to enter in, and take over control of your computers. Additionally, you would have the increased risk of identify theft.
"Did I want somebody to be able to steal my identity. And have complete access to my personal and financial information?" They informed me.
I told them I did not want that to happen to me. They now run anti virus checks on my desk top computer automatically. Being able to commutate online, and through social media. Is vitally important to all online and print based writers and/or poets. Although I basically classify my self as a fictional writer. I have written factual on line information.
The above factual information is based purely on my personal online experiences. I do not want other people to make the same mistakes as I did. I was completely ignorant. But ignorance of the law is no excuse. That did not stop my computer from being directly impacted by malware. Even though I was told it was through no fault of my own.
If you or anyone you may know is downloading programs on their computers. Do them and yourself a favor. Stop it before it is too late. I have crashed two desk top computers and one lap top one. Computers are expensive to repair and or replace.
As a born again Christian, I forgive them for what they did to me. If I want to be forgiven, I must also be willing to forgive. And be willing to pray they change their tactics.
Love as always,
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/October Country
June 12, 2020/ June 13,2020
do you know what is falling
do you see the stones a calling
is it you who is going to die
is it really what you need
as you look inside there
is nothing at all to hide
you where caught in the middle
just squeezed out a little
no way out for you my friend
you will live with the guilt and shame
and never ending pain
for your self you lived everything to gain
now your stuck in the middle
against the wall with your hand you fiddle
angry mob ready to kill
for there is nothing but the thrill
then a man sits down and says
for he who has no sin may cast the
first stone , this time your not alone
the mob disbands
and drops the stones one at a time
from their guilty hands
no words to say but
your going to have a good day
a little advice to go and sin no more
and that was the story of a whore
who will sin no more
Grievous battle with carnality
Sore spiritual vexation day and night
Beseeching victory’s finality
I yield to God* to reach righteousness' height!
Vanquishing self-glorying dominance
In arena of service-stewardship
Midst self-esteem’s prevailing arrogance
I cleave to the Lord’s zealous partnership.
Overcoming lustful provocations
I’m driven by prayed-braced holiness’ bout
Though fainting, to soar against temptations
Holding on to faith’s sword, conquering doubt.
Self as foe, I face, thru my great Fortress
Treading down flesh, anchored on grace-buttress!
*2Corinthians 2:14 Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savour of his knowledge by us in every place.
January 15, 2019
6th place, "Best Sonnet 2019" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton; judged on 7/10/2019.
Thoughts flickering,
False hope surrounding,
Self destruction,
Moments like this,
The end of everything.
Thoughts flickering,
Pulling me into the darkness,
Waving the light ,
Playing games,
Never knowing what’s next,
The intensity changes,
Thoughts flicker on and off.
False hope surrounding,
Sheets of silver lining,
Tracing your words,
Pulling you in ,
To push you in the fire,
Until the hope scorches you.
Self destruction,
Darken your surroundings,
Destroying everything that brings joy,
Looking for the light through the dirt,
Destroying oneself through others.
Moments like this,
Ambient Noise flooding ,
Louder and louder ,
No escape ,
Never ending,
The noise fades,
The moment doesn’t last.
The end of everything,
The thought that returns ,
a addiction you can’t rid of,
You ignore,
The light is feeling brighter,
Ending the dark doesn’t mean having to end everything .
For forty years , I wallowed in self-pity ; for my lost LOVE -- LENORE
Physically , emotionally , mentally: heart, body, soul ALL --- I
Winter snow, spring rains, summer heat, fall breezes YOU ---- LOVE
I have read the poems of poets past and poetry soup POETS --- YOU
There are many poets that understand it is not all about I ------- STILL
I post my comments, I read them to, I’m a newbie, I LEARN -- MY
Poetry Soup poets are very kind I love all of them all SO --- HEART
Experience and knowledge And talent at poetry soup: MUCH --- HAS
LENORE used verse the soup poets: where idea comes FROM -- FOUND
YOU --- ANOTHER
I’m --- HER
SORRY : -- NAME
FOR ---- IS
WHAT ---- JILL
I ----- SHE
PUT -- CAUGHT
YOU ---- MY
THROUGH HEART
FORGIVE ME
The body has a different relationship
with space now.
Disrespectful of distance before,
it now moves with a new sobriety,
motion slowed by a deliberation
barely perceptible,
as if, with each step,
asking for admission into the space in front,
a little readier to recoil from air
fraught with unwelcome possibility
imagined by creeping frailty,
erstwhile swagger
replaced by a simmering, private anger,
shedding bits of remembered energy,
its age unlearning the freedom of coordination,
edging ever closer to
a reunion, across many decades,
with its former self,
the one who toddled forth with
the same caution,
just much more optimistic.
My Faith Shines, Parting Stars like Holy Moses
Never Undaunted, I'm Heroic Focused
Zero Sheckles for my soul, I Break Chains Of Slavery
Toppling Mountains with Chivalrous Bravery,
No Ocean Too Dark, No Sky Too High
I Breach the Ethers, Wings Wide towards the Heavenly Skies,
Propelled Ever-Forward
Quenched in Ambrosia, Nectar of the Super Soldiers,
My Aspirations Flow Into the Eternal River Of Revolution
A GLORIOUS VICTORY! Destined for Restitution
Destined for Absolution
I Resonate in Octillion Light Hertz for Evolution,
I AM a Metric Ton of Impeccable Gold
Blazing Noble Paths Eight Fold,
Full Steam Ahead, The Fire Within I Trust
Belief in this is the Solar Thrust,
So Know Thy Self and Yee Shall Know Truth
Know Thy Sacred Flame, the Fire that Burns Within You
To Thy soul, Be True Always
To Thy Universe, Be Within You so Glisten like a Starsage
and so, Let Thy Light Shine, Ever-Upward, Ever-Onward
Parting Stars, Reach Ever-Higher, Ever-Skyward
Flow with the Wind and be at ONE
from Night into Knight and Rise Like The Sun,
Let Thy Eye be of Wisdom, the Keys To Infiniti
To Be Or Not To Be Forever In Eternity
3I atlas, arrived in about 2025, it moved across the universe and made it to earth space.
Some say 3I atlas was a rock, just floating over us, and making no impact.
Some claim 3I atlas sent pulses that is a message, some type of code, that was intended for us to be listened to and download a message to our inner self and all the living things that are in our world, like a computer upgrade, we got an automatic download it seems.
Some believe 3I atlas was like a ship come to observe us, and left some stuff that is going to monitor us.
Some say 3I atlas was like a scout, it collected data and sent it back to it’s superior to study earth.
We may never learn of what it was or what its intent was, it may just be a type of story that gets passed down in time.
3I atlas, will be studied and talked about for a long time, it may return and surprise us.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
Real estate buying and selling businesses,
professionalized,
specialized
competitive capitalist agency
Began with commercial
corporate relocations
and quickly spread
to domestic competitions
to sell high
and buy low.
Highest and best competitive use
has become an industry maxim
for facilitating transactions
of human housing habitats--
less concerned than another time
for humane home sacred ecohabitats.
How would real property look and sound,
touch and feel,
smell and taste
healthier and wealthier
if we were to reconsider this maxim?
revised:
Real healthy estate agency
multiculturally
and multigenerationally mediates
deepest and most robust
cooperative occupancy!
ego/eco polypathic presence!
cooperative economic awareness!
active democratic political consciousness!
For me,
this reweaving of cooperative win/win facilitation,
leadership through nonviolent listening
to clients,
potential clients,
future cooperative ownership
immigrants and emigrants,
Speaks to and with green new deal
cooperative housing mediation,
restorative justice communication
to foster healthier,
more robust,
resonant,
resilient communities
Of multicultural
multigenerational
regenerational trust,
care giving and receiving,
democratic prosperity
and economically resilient well-being,
rooted in our indigenous tribal memories
and flowering as our future cooperative housing
and healthiest environmental communion habitat
co-occupational
bilateral health/wealth
ego/eco-conscious balance,
natural rhythms,
spiritual patterns of healthy seasons,
climates,
internal and external
habitats of self/other-optimizing
resizing
downsizing climate risk,
by upsizing cooperative health opportunities.