Long Ventilated Poems
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No! Cut this piece here!
No! Not there!
Why didn't you cut it right?
says Princess StepSister's
hyper-ventilated syndrome,
jonesing for her next pork chop.
I would have finished
but you bellowed me away
in your Ugly StepSister voice
demanding from open refrigerator door
that collard greens must stop evaporating
behind your eyes.
Ugly StepSister?
Did you just call me a StepSister?
I'm just saying
you think you're a Whatever Princess
but you don't act like one
because, as you know,
princesses are always kind
and say please and thank you
and not whatever,
and seldom if ever bark and bite
at the hands created to lovingly feed them
for the next several years;
while Ugly StepSisters
act like whatever bullies,
talk like ballistic assault weapons.
Which is why
Cinderellas are selected to dance
with Prince Charmings,
and thereby become kind Princesses,
rather than stuck in Ugly StepSister roles and rules,
harping at Prince Charming Dads
to cut their pork chops faster,
and better,
and now,
if not yesterday.
Oh...
Would you cut my pork please, in smaller pieces?
and not take your usual gimpy time, thank you.
Why of course my Princess,
I love to live your Prince Clumsy.
Decadent perimeter a decorous
tray doth betray
Polished cart a nubile mask doth
display
From black, coiffed locks baited line
doth sway
From slippery, glossed lips a sweet
nectar doth spray
In dark corner, sleek, painted lashes
lustily fray
On cheeks, hearty splotch of rouge,
as sparkling rubies arrayed
Powdered, satin neck a smooth,
silky route doth relay
Below, a swinging gait with nimble
legs that teasingly play
While regal, surface stream my
passions do tap
My mind longs heart's deep
reservoir uncap
The silted mine's exterior allures
with its glittering scrap
But I long the buried riches of soul's
deep crevasses to unwrap
The tender juices from heated lips
flow like sap
But my burning desire is to
navigate heart's ventilated gap
Your soft, rhythmic words my
beating pulse doth clap
But would much rather your
subconscious strings map
Per chance reason's melded door
doth flap
Thereon, lust's sensuous screen
we'll strap
There are no shape walls
to bridle one's emotions
creativity is properly ventilated
unbound by meter or syllable count
embracing nakedness
yanked naked in its virginity
The binding belt of chastity
given over to lyrical lovers
Sleeping quietly in the meadows
a pristine area free of squatters
fighting for their rights
with sonnet-crafted homes
and hamlets defined by literature.
Straying away from the norm
acolytes watch as castles are built,
that worships orderly expression
poetic masterpieces,
safeguarded and preserved at all times
metaphors align into a specific subset
pictures look like works of art,
there is a distinct realm
for those unfit to fly in their confines.
Outside of the norm
is a vast nebulous
growing quill flowers from seeds sown
the power of smell to evoke memories,
which one's brain may elect to ignore
when settling at a location of a specific form
is what one's words must imply.
On this trip, there are no rules,
only that burning desire inside
strive to harass the page,
fire getting into the core
from telling someone a mystery,
till the key bares the chest
where other ideas demand rebirth.
1st Place Contest Winner
Written: August 28, 2022
Free Verse - Old Or New Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
5th Place Contest Winner
A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Spoken said
Verbalized declared enunciated
Given aired voiced
Brought out whispered
Proclaimed commented
Blurted breathed broadcasted
SPOKEN
Asserted affirmed promulgated
Spoken truths and untruths
Advertised where am I to be casted
Publicized overwhelmed subdued demoralized
BROKEN
Talked discussed uttered thrown up despaired
Vented broadcast gasped phrased up and out
Broken
Snarled shot ripped (out)
Silently diverted screams of dispersions’
Vocalized shouted articulated denounced
SPOKEN
Shared passed announced Be it so,
Spoken is the broken speech at naught
Alleged ventilated averred formulated
Drawled avowed
Doubted Be it so, spoken is the broken
BROKEN
Vocalized shouted articulated denounced
Shared passed announced
Be it so, spoken is the broken speech at naught
Broken is Spoken
Quiet marks the spot
5/4/23
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
A simple god so slender and symbolic
having a one way onslaught in his approach
and toiling with the master-class of the game
to revolutionize an entire country away from his.
He bastardized his inheritance of stiffness and a crunch system
To transmit the pleasure of a video game to a live coverage.
A believer of his approach, a missionary in his style,
legendary in his execution, but often blind to its short comings.
Going an entire season without a fault
and giving the possibility to travel cloud 49
makes his glory carry such schoolbag of mysteries and awe.
From the African prince of Monaco, to the great George Weah
and the Dennises, Thierrys, Vierras and Anelkas,
he converts a dusty wood into a luxurious boat.
Academy is his bedroom, ventilated by continuity
even though some megastars were short of understanding this.
Maintenance of a certain threshold even with half loaded guns
is very difficult to achieve and impossible to maintain
but not at all to this attacking minded General.
Spending a decade to shoot regions near the actual target
under the stuffiness of limitations both in finances and talents
shines the stadium light even in the darkness of his underachievement.
Prudence and a closed fist was his personality’s widget
b’cos glory on the pitch alone isn’t his mental gadget.
Placing a repercussion of a very stiff budget
and his command, downgraded so low to a midget.
All these because he’s carried the club like a personal object
placing the short sightedness of instant glories to an eject.
Stability in his empire is now a complete project
As his winning dominance was once a European subject.
He’s now back with an intimidation which will make opposition fidget.
Back to his rank, as he wears all the colours
rising in significance after all the hurdles
heart poured out to a club glorifies him beyond a mere coach,
the riches of such dedication influences the staff of his reputation,
winning and being a champion has always been his signature.
He has once again proven it,
as the world of sports stands still in ultimate salute.
Standing 'neath rocky vestige on Hatteras Cape
Overhead, sky's billowy caverns offer cerebral escape
Proffering delusions of grandeur in every size, shape
A ventilated ocean of blue; visions of bliss at which to
gape
Yet mind firmly planted in gravity's brace
Earthy ambitions wandering eye doth embrace
Nature's rhythms around beating heart do drape
Cluttered ridges enveloped by Crape Myrtle's sallowing
serape
Dark clouds swoon over the ridges, panoramic view
efface
Malingering light house hovers o'er the shadowy terrace
An angry ocean rises and then tumbles at rocky base
Cool, frothy ocean mist curdles my exposed nape
Cresting waves pound shoals; weary feet do chase
Swirling wind hurdles stinging needles at weathered face
Screaming sea gulls serenade, then with strafing swoops
menace
Marianne said
pointing to the moon
“The sun doesn’t smile brightly”
“grimacing” “depressed”
rolled up curtains
mother’s gaze looking down
at her daughter beckoning
in front of a window with
16 small windows
the footprints of the night
were drawing a map of love
she walks over it.
Morning, early morning, hungry morning
putting cheap bread in the toaster
going back and forth forgot
as the house filled with
smoke and smell the bell rang
opened the windows, ventilated
I sat down on the dining table chair
my eyes caught the machine
burnt bread
let’s pressed the button
was broken bread popping out
Shouted, “It is love.”
Two eggs were removed
from the refrigerator
and dropped into
a heated frying pan
even though, already dead,
writhed with heat
I was startled
when that voice popped up
reached my arm skin
they become one to make a heart
and I ate fried egg
with a glass of grape juice.
Written: August 26, 2023
Pour Your Heart Out Sponsored by: Matt Caliri
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In a world without walls, emotions run wild.
His creativity soars, such a curious child.
Unbound by meter or syllable count,
Words dance freely, without a surmount.
Embracing nakedness in its purest form
Expression flows, unafraid of the norm.
Yanked naked, in virginity embrace,
The binding belt of chastity finds no place.
In meadows, we sleep quiet and serene.
A pristine haven, free of squatter scenes.
No fighting for rights, with sonnet-crafted homes,
Just literature's embrace, where beauty roams.
Straying from the norm, acolytes observe,
As castles are built, the passion they preserve
Orderly expression, poetic masterpieces unfold,
Safeguarded and treasured, stories untold
Metaphors align, in a specific subset,
Pictures become art—a realm you won't forget.
For those unfit to fly in their confines,
Outside the norm, a vast nebula shines.
A growing quill, flowers from seeds sown,
A power of smell, memories to be known.
The brain may elect to ignore the scent.
But settling into a form is what words must represent.
On this journey, there are no rules to be bound,
Just a burning desire to bear words resound.
Strive to harass the page, ignite the fire within,
Tell someone a mystery; let rebirth begin.
Unbound in verse, we embark on a journey,
Beyond confinement, we find sanctuary.
No wall can bridle our emotions.
Our creativity soars with endless notions.
Ventilated, our thoughts freely flow.
Unbound by limits, we let our words grow.
In this realm, there are no restrictions.
Only the freedom to explore our convictions.
With every word, we break free from the chains.
Unleashing our souls, embracing no restraints.
The power of language, a force so profound,
Guiding us on a path where true beauty is found.
Struggling to stay on top
He looked to the. Future
Evaluating his gains
and slighted through
Several possiblitys
Which might makest
All who labor in this
Types of endeavors
Chore less
Reduce the risks
Eliminate challenges
And profit
He designed a
Fencing system
That was sturdy enough
To fennce in his hogs while they grazed
And a mobile barn with six axles
That housed the. Animals
At night and during weather
Events.tge floor was heated in winter
With a wood furnace and ventilated
With water that was pressurized
It could be moved by truck or ttacter
The PTO of the tracter to be used
To power the watering system
To keep the animals were the cameras
Could watch the hogs
The PTO used. To
And used to extend or retract
The fencing on both ends
bared wire was used in the middle
Or the solar panels powers
The equipment in the tower
Where the hand could reside his watch
Over the grazing hogs