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Early/mid afternoon May 22nd, 2020...
Raindrops percolate Perkiomen Valley watershed
pleasant reprieve versus quite warm temperatures
yesterday found yours truly averse attempting re:
ding outside, the secluded alcove visible looking
thru single bedroom window here, once upon time
former Schwenksville Elementary School, now re:
purposed Highland Manor apartment alphanumeric
unit B44, 2day precipitation lightly palpitating terra
firma quenching thirsty flora and fauna donning viz
age fifty plus shades of lush green meteorological
regular phenomena offsets prospect where drought
would deprive biota requisite liquid nourishment
speculation June, July, and August promise triple
digits essentially forcing creature comfort ala air
conditioning as climate control to weather extreme
hot temperatures linkedin with global warming, a
grim prospect lately tempered courtesy coronavirus
COVID-19 inexplicably temporarily giving respite
the Earth atmosphere purportedly less toxic since
countless manifold modes of industrial production
lockdown subjected since employees in quarantine
to thwart contagion infecting adjacent areas, thus
impacting transportation hub, no substantial traffic
most rerouted thru information superhighway data
bits and bytes sent to and fro, hither and yon, until
"green light" signalled for businesses to reorient
themselves to alternate paradigm, hoop fully more
eco friendly less dependent upon fossil fuels, where
greenhouse gases deplete ozone layer compromising
delicate balance offset severely trending toward by
Yoda - star wars pitched battles witnessing galactic
empires armed 2 teeth with supersonic weapons mass
destruction spelling demise of human civilization
think brinkmanship whereby within eyeblink en-
tire realm encompassing eastern, western, northern
southern, brethren and cistern multifarious legacies
snuffed out without a trace extinguishing gamut of
living things great and small, perchance world wide
web overtaken with radiation resistant critters, an
unrecognizable changing of the guard when no pry
mates abled (Cain not) wrest control against giant
size carnivorous entities deliciously feast carrion
until nothing but lovely bleached (bomb shelled)
bones scattered across the pock marked terrestrial
landscape - mush room 4 opportunistic organisms.
Now why didn't I do this years ago
Lost a bunch and feel a hundred times better
Obsessed with eating? A resounding yes
Never followed any plan to the letter
Then one day fifteen months ago
The skies cleared and I saw a bright light
It signalled if you don't smarten up
Your soul will be taking the next flight
I'm sure not ready to cash in my chips
Literally scared the poop outta me
So I bit the bullet and stuck to a system
Can now say it's easier to breathe
Bottom line is, the more you put in
Stands to reason the body stores the excess
It was blimp time at this old guy's house
Now I'd even look good in a dress
Now don't go reading stuff into that line
Just a phrase so try to settle down
With these bulging muscles and great physique
Sure wouldn't look good in a gown
“Now this silliness has really got to stop
Can't you be serious sometimes?”
That's asking a lot from this jester dude
I'll try hard. I hope I don't go blind
FRAGILITY
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rigorous
sharp lines
top &bottom
stripes
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ragged ends
rectified
in the
vertical
signalled
detailed
illustrated
then
enlivened
in
partial patterns
by
well-estalished
influences
always
pyrrihic
invaluable
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duration
embracing
the
mood loomed
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NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' (intuitive cadence)& so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
The spiral staircase made her high heels sing, the metal tips on her heels dinged on the metal steps.
The sound reminded John of bullets ricocheting on a tin roof he had heard two weeks before.
She reached the stage and joined the other dancers and then one of the girls sang Brahms lullaby.
John was enjoying a day’s leave at the hotel, last week it was full of German soldiers, Paris was now liberated and the look of joy on the Parisians was evident on their faces.
Tomorrow his regiment was being deployed, to where he did not know, it was just after midnight when they got back to their camp; a couple of miles from the hotel.
At the briefing the next morning the orders were given to assist US forces at a town called St Louise, It was 04.00 as they drove up a steep hill and from here the city churches pierced the mist.
They arrived at the town and he could hear sporadic bursts of machine gun fire, an American captain signalled Johns regiment to keep their heads down.
He soon found out why as the whistling of artillery shells hit their target at the far edge of town.
Silence now, and then they began a sweep and search operation going from house to house.
Then he heard music, cautiously he entered and at the far end was a young girl of about ten
John approached her and she smiled, he picked her up and she was still clutching the music box.
He went outside and in case of snipers he closed it and now smiling crossed the square.
There was a field ambulance by the fountain and John handed her over to the medics there.
He started back to join his patrol and then the girl opened the music box which started playing, yes of course he had heard it before, the unmistakable sound of Brahms lullaby.
Written on Wednesday 6th June 2018
For one nine and sixteen poetry contest sponsored by Viv Wigley
OPENING scene, A brush of a chill signalled the start of this overture
each plant howling for attention through the hue of its leaves
warming, inviting, seducing us with this libretto
The change was AN infection OF the air
as the heat was slowly enveloped by Mother Earth
only to leave the deep, gradual smell of mossy-manure
and the predictable
The applause of this Opera was fading in snow
as the chirp of these birds became chitter and peep
An Aria of the night that faded with the rising of the dawn,
much to signal these skating changes
Ode to our protagonist, Jack Frost!
Who has conquered the beast yet coward under the settling freeze
To slay but now to sorrow was the tenor of this scene
FINALE, these Days crept-on in silent undertones,
the rivers preparing to hibernate
From the subtle flirting snowflakes,
to the clear and chill of crystals
So too, the blizzard awaits
in eager JAWS, agape.
2016/08/26
Ice say... water we dew wing to planet Earth?
Tis appalling *****sapiens legacy,
the future survival of species can ill afford
hence we must not dodge and dart away,
but heed urgent call to arms decree fiat,
lest vast gamut of flora and fauna
deprived their rightful respect
courtesy ewe buick wit us ram
me bipedal hominids wresting
driver's seat and steering fate
all species unfairly doomed
analogous to horse and buggy
only far worse, whereat naked ape
that nasty short tempered and brutish
beast finagled, hijacked, besotted,
usurped... sacred covenant taurus
once illustrious precious habitats
escorted to shreds
innocent plants and animals, we
signalled anonymous poetic mouthpiece,
cuz world wide webbed tapestry
irreparably tattered, thus swiftly tailored
measures beg critters to needle
arrogantly depraved, galling humans
violating, tormenting, ruining...
basket of deplorables mankind
violently, obnoxiously, indiscriminately...
destroying carte blanche - absolute
zero guilt whittling, vaporizing,
uglifying, trampling, slashing, razing,
quashing, paving, oppressing,
eradicating, devaluing, burning...
once upon a time edenic oblate spheroid
now crowded house overpopulated
teeming billions wantonly annihilate
at expense of avast extinction
to sustain global industrialization
kickstarting lamentable machinations
spindling, fondling, mutilating
permanently desecrating scarring
wreaking havoc rendering uber
terrestrial plain untenable
massacring, incapacitating Gaia,
she unable to shuck off yoked aggressive
lymphatic, metastatic, narcissistic...
asphyxiation, choking, eradication
biological diversity flummoxed
hounded, jackknifed, liquidated
promulgating me, no matter futile
effort to appeal against doom
fervent clemency against
effrontery, queasy temerity...
mercilessly rained down pell mell
upon inimitable mother nature
unspeakable, unpardonable, unforgivable...
despicable, horrible, ineradicable... demise
affecting every living organism.
That pretty girl in the sports car,
Could she be a movie star?
She drives past, throws a smile at me,
Could she be attracted to me?
The cool wind blows her hair loose,
In her red open top Porsche,
Pink lipstick? never seen before!
Makes my heart race even more!
At traffic light we come to stop,
Is she going out to shop?
She looks at me, throws another smile,
Let lights be red for a while!
Green lights and we both race ahead,
Staying close and head to head,
Wondering when our paths might part!
moment that will break my heart!
She signals left and honks the horn,
dreaded moment has come on,
She pouts her lips to sign a kiss,
Should our romance end like this?
Steam was rising high in my heart,
Can’t let roads tear us apart,
I signalled left and honked my horn,
Blew a kiss and followed her on!
Now why didn't I do this years ago
Lost a bunch and feel a hundred times better
Obsessed with eating? A resounding yes
Never followed any plan to the letter
Then one day fifteen months ago
The skies cleared and I saw a bright light
It signalled if you don't smarten up
Your soul will be taking the next flight
I'm sure not ready to cash in my chips
Literally scared the poop outta me
So I bit the bullet and stuck to a system
Can now say it's easier to breathe
Bottom line is, the more you put in
Stands to reason the body stores the excess
It was blimp time at this old guy's house
Now I'd even look good in a dress
Now don't go reading stuff into that line
Just a phrase so try to settle down
With these bulging muscles and great physique
Sure wouldn't look good in a gown
“Now this silliness has really got to stop
Can't you be serious sometimes?”
That's asking a lot from this old jester dude
I'll try hard... I hope I don't go blind!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Eerie Midnight …walking through a field,
find three witches asking me to yield,
around a cauldron abominable they look,
Wonder what they're brewing following their book!
Are there a lizard's leg, toe of a frog
Fillet of a snake, tongue of a dog!
A frightful castle on top of the hill,
Who lives there, Dracula …I shiver with chill.
An uncanny mysterious moon shines so bright,
silhouettes of ghosts and goblins wander in sight.
Hear deadly werewolves howling and gnashing teeth,
I dread this menacing night, I hardly can breathe.
I screamed in terror, the witches signalled to me,
I stumbled in sheer panic, they wouldn't let me free.
Ohhh…gosh..what a nightmare of Halloween night,
Ghoulish things will disappear with morning light!
October 26, 2022
Halloween Themed 12 -16 lines Rhyme Premier Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Rhymes checked by rhymezone.com
SECOND PLACE
“Would you wipe my nose?” Frances
hadn't moved on. She was a failure; stuck
in a rehab centre for years as others came
and went. She couldn't move a finger.
I've moved on, and other staff; but still
I think of Frances. Could she still be there?
She was a threat. Her failure signalled
to all who came, a fearful possibility.
She listened. She understood as
no therapist could – not a failure,
never stuck, always ready to ask.
She'd wrestled – faced out, defeat
and found peace. She was always there
at Communion, in Communion with those
who knew that nothing worse could happen.
Before the days of audit, was she cost effective?
Should this remain her home? for always?
For all, she was an institution that linked us
to the eternal home. Her worth was known.
“Will you wipe my nose again?” She was asking,
receiving, giving; with givers and receivers – one.