Long Volt Poems

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Courtesy Viz Gnatty Thrip Pest

Courtesy viz (g)natty Thrip Pest...

This client (Matthew Scott)
availed himself at behest
of following counselor
who bares his chest
to Stephanie Dodds
(maid 'n USA name)

taught technique to minimize
ruffling feathers lest
the missus aggrieved
spending her nest
egg, thus self and missus

live destitute oppressed
as two basket of deplorables stressed
nearly every day envisioning
castles in air pipe dreams
when getting undressed

preparatory to dreams
within illusory shut eye
yours truly dons fancy vest
believe me you sold by Kanye West.

DEAR MAN skills
(feeble attempt more daunting
versus scaling Mount Everest)
embraced with zest
supported and blessedly underwritten
by loan granted from Univest

Bank ohm my dog to mitigate electric
resistance while no resistance
against kool psychological aid acid test,
whereby this husband espoused,
to help him recharge, (re:volt if necessary)...,
which endeavor now poetically expressed

concerning contentious gripe(s),
she would concur challenges we contest
beat within mine (possibly her) breast
unavoidable series of parallel events
disallows me to experience respite
as ye correctly guessed

impossible mission until
death do me part heavenly blessed,
meanwhile to maximize insight woke
involving DEAR MAN skills
with following example I attest
triggered food for thought

countless years gone by, no jest
which behavior even
eldest daughter did detest
specifically oft time ebt -
Electronic benefit transfer
i.e. food stamp money addressed

when wife spent lion's share
in one fell swoop, I did level best
to communicate while pride
hide hid ingest, wife acquiesced
yet without fail repeated offense
whereby mister diplomacy here

explained (with diminishing patience)
allocated funds sole comestible expense
then included four family members
issue got heated more emphatically
groused at my sidelined request
invariably spiking discourse

else... I threatened to divest
and stow card in wallet (mine),
yet invariably relinquished said item,
perhaps first will and testament bequest
if imposed, enforced, adhered...
would have nipped in bud

finding yours truly less obsessed,
nee furious every month
the vicious drama cycled
smoldering resentment did crest
into shouting tense match,
thus body electric lamely fleshed.


Premium Member When the Earth Replies

Fierce updrafts surge, the wild winds rise,
And hurl the drops to freezing skies.
The ice and hail will smash and pack,
Inside the towering thunder-back.
Collisions strip the charges bare,
As static tension rips the air.
Light crystals float to upper height,
While heavy graupel sinks like night.
Sparks zigzag down, a leader low,
Stepping below a ghostly glow.
The fields skyrocket, voltages soar,
To crack the sky and strike the floor.
Sudden awaking, the earth responds,
A surge of power breaks its bonds.
The trees and towers stretch and strain,
To thrust their streamers through the rain.
The channels splice and circuits close,
A blinding flash of lightning glows.
Volt-ignited, the atmosphere
Roars as the thunder shakes the sphere.
Form: Rhyme

Broken Memoirs

I could lie twas Salma
Who made I edit my note
A love note it was a rem1
Reminder with a Coordinate
Coordinates do come home
I pleaded heard turning into ice
Starlet breezing without a care
Re-ignited the flames of drama
Mtanga an African love story..
At the stadium of heroes Gee Tanga
Led you the way in a Month of love
Kaayan did I utter your name the 4thM
Kensoul you make trainers dreams of No
Of Mo love M1 when all are beautiful Wooo
Aromas of well cooked Warriors of colour

#aKFS peace day 
All K's Forces are Special
NGO Na Ngao ya kidavida

Volt and Coat of Arms..
Isn't a Verso genxermais pillar
Not to be found at Kemets Border..
Champe for a cause..
Cast aside were you
TanaTeru Glory of Sion..

#RiuKeyLifeBirthings
An eruption magmation
A living machine eyes all around
Who saw The Lord of Host
Twas You MyKinsman Isaiah son Of Amoz
Who will help us but US
Inspire with a punch held high
As them kids cover up in Bibs
Am a GJDeon Arma Water Bird..

#Staring at the scorching Sun
#UshakaBayete2022 codeZed 254

Fonty The Vegan Vulture


Fonty was a vegan Vulture. 

Other Vultures tried to offer their advice 

Told him they were created as carnivores and eating 
meat 

Is an essential part of their diet.

He stayed true to his commitment to be a vegan

Ate fruit and berries but they never satisfied his appetite 

He resulted to stealing stale bread from pigeons 

Crows kept him away from the cornfields

He was too weak to put up a fight

The Vulture Committee knew he wouldn't last much longer

Sure enough he died from starvation 

The Volt joined together as a Wake and all said a prayer 

Then they quickly ate him.

Judge Santiago Burdon
Stray Dogs and Deuces Wild, Not Real Poetry, Quicksand Highway, Fingers in the Fan, Tequilas Bad Advice, Lords of the Afterglow, Overdose of Destiny, Architect of Havoc .
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Energized ENERGY FLOW LIKE A RIVER-

Like a current volt ride a long in a linear plane
 I'm in a encase vessel in Him
 a traveling body of water surfacing traveling spiraling Collective waves above and below the floodplain 
In between the cracks of the terraining 
Wind down withered parts loathing loathing ever rolling Across the hills and flats and grasslands 
Through the creeks in the valleys winding to and froing
Young waters flow like a liken 
a treebranch seldom bends or brakes
Spiraling cross the dirt and sands stream
Waters run horizontal weaving and cleaving 
On course dry lands part waters I am traveling 
But first I am energy band, birth from the heavens 
Like a current volt ride a long in a linear plane
 I'm in a encase vessel in Him
 a traveling body of water surfacing traveling spiraling Collective waves above and below the floodplain 
In between the cracks of the terraining
Energized ENERGY FLOW LIKE A RIVER



12/24/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2023
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Wilderness Survival Rule # 1

Great wilderness survivor skills are possessed by he,
but even so called experts screw up occasionally,
and so one evening he retired to the solace of his tent.
What followed afterward was most certainly a horrific event.
He awoke to find himself pinned down by a huge grizzly's paws
looking straight down the throat of the grizzly's huge massive jaws.
He carelessly went to sleep with food crumbs left on him.
It was the scent of these crumbs, not he, that attracted the bear to him.
He could not control his fear and the bear smelled it all over him.
When a bear smells fear it smells "My next prey victim."
The bear's entire massive weight then collapsed on top of him,
vibrating and uncontrollably spasming.
The bear's massive weight kept him beneath and helplessly pinned.
All the while he felt as if electricity was flowing all within him.
The bear stopped moving and went still suddenly.
It took all of his strength to push the bear's massive weight off of he.
You can imagine his relief but dismay when he managed to struggle to his feet
to discover that the bear was still breathing but unconscious or asleep
so he immediately proceeded to climb high up the closest tree.
The bear awoke and went on its way, confused as to what just happened there.
Wilderness Survival Rule # 1.
Never Be Without Your Standard Police Issued 100,000 Volt Taser.
You Never Know When You'll Have To Taser A Bear.
Form: Rhyme

She said her name was Amahle

Mere gaze to her direction, goosebumps perforates my skin
There's something out of this cosmos in her aura. 
Sense and meaningful in me, 
at loggerheads trying to define her. 
Tap into my senses, the mess is beyond containing, 
melting seduction, dripping all over my body. 
caught within dungeons of my own heart desires

Her radiating flawless pigment,
complimented by her smile
I'm gasping for breath, 
fear I may be palpitating

Ease the volt, In my now state,
 I fail to keep up
The strikes are too strong to bear
Woman daughter, be gentle on me

My only crime, is falling in love 
Peep closer, see the bruises on my knees,
 from kneeling and praying for a better half. 
Lil did I know, heaven would delegate a goddess
In a human form

Back on my knees, 
Palm to palm, 
Sending gratitude to heaven
For not only listening but responding to my prayer. 
Today, in my mailbox, a gift wrap was delivered, 
Signed xoxo Amahle
#Poetic_ink

Premium Member Something

I would like to find something, perhaps
a metaphor or a simile that would surprise
and cut through the torpor, some volt laden
charge of insight to jolt a nerve or to set
a synapse off into a spasm.

I would even settle for the last dying
embers of a vision left smoldering 
by a Prophet or a Sharman high on fungi,
to cradle and bring back a spark to light
the dark pit of a numbing indifference.

But the evening washes out almost
to the point of exhaustion as I picture
seaweed endlessly clawing at rocks
like the fingers of a drowning soul,
senseless, disconnected, yet unable to let go.
Then this.

Fighting Depression

Fighting Depression

At times you wish you were dead
Because the situation you are in is bad
You sometimes feel like no one understands
And you carry everything on your shoulders

Your heart becomes a cage for all your problems
Your life becomes a ticking bomb
Devastated by the lies and conspiracies
Everyone living your side when needed the most

You choose to fight
Fight a battle you don't even comprehend
Your mind clouded with negativity
Your heart having a little light of hope

You are lost in wilderness
Caged by loneliness and isolation
Depression clouding your imagination
You wish you could anticipate

You have no one to talk to
You are alone
And your loneliness results in negative thoughts
Your pills seems like a solution

You are stuck in confusion
Your heart is like a clock 
Running even faster than bolt
You have turned it into a volt

Call it depression
The battle needs weapons of mass destruction
Everyone becoming your enemy
Because you wish they could understand but they don't

At times you wonder where to go
You ask yourself so many questions with no answers
Heart moaning like a widow
You life is screwed 

You have great thoughts
But your poverty is like a dark tunnel
Where do you go? You ask yourself
Tears are no more

You wish you had that one girl who understood you
Someone who treasured you but no 
Every girl sees a demon in you
You belong to no one

At least music understands your pain
At least music appreciates your gain
Your strength increases
Yet your heart weakens 

Fight depression they say
Never an easy road
A road without a map truth be told
Never easy its true 

By Walter Mafokate
Form: Monorhyme

Donald Trump Re Ducks I Goose

Axe the old Don, a trump peter n piper
   of incredulous hellish crud - be gone
ha air brushed pompous ****
   Sunkist in Macy's window 

   then like a jackal hound, he doth run
after public outcry yelps
   for his hide leaving  
   proletarian discord re: pyrrhic victory won.

Donald Duck Trump ™$ - a pompous ass
makes war with his big brass
knuckles and bucket of crass
maligns vis a vis character assassination
   while kissing thing kith

   darting forked tongue sharp as bro kin glass
inciting banal deathly hallowed 
   expletives toward lass
sees – especially Fox Television
   news anchor woman Megyn Kelly
(quite so many ill mannered indiscretions ago)

inducing said personality
   to bear the brunt of brutish mass
of vitriolic n vile insults sacrilegiously 
   maliciously, noxiously, opprobiously 

   incriminating, hellaciously, 
   desecrating opportunistically as hiss oh piss 
so…NO amp pull VOTE of confidence from me
(thus far ohm host halfway to 2020 election 
   toward such a volt char quite rude, snooty
   arrogant simian with sass.

I van (terribly hard pressed) 
   to describe while sitting on me rump
how he oh bomb in lee rages
   gnashing false teeth 
   Wilma backside doth slump
still blasting Democratic nomination 
   (pa hill a reed) as sham –

from special interest bro and sis turn pump
he, the epitome of
   crass bloviation, a malignant lump
whose rants,
   sans presidential outcome a shame 
bullying with his millions beds this,

that and another woman to bareback jump
disseminating gene pool 
   birthing more Quakers
   and additionally doth hump
the mass media as some foolhardy charade

and caricature of a frazzled grump
this arboreal clothed ape erected Taj Mahal
   phallic symbol, where players dump
and gamble away hard earn cash

for his kitty, as if that cachet 
   to grind and bump
lambasting with maniacal
   like "Stormy Dan" yells

   leering oafish ill pout 
   while hair rum 
   (of red follicular) bulls ad hocks
atop his bulbous aerosol sprayed locks
resemble a flock 
   of bronzed sea gulls mocks

heady measly shaped Muppet Ox
dis eased cranial hologram shocks
of a cretaceous, facetious tocks
(sic) exogenous, insidious, and obstreperous vox.
Form: Imagism

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