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Good Ol' Triple-Six and the Eternal Drive-By - First Part

(There's a thirteenth 'zodiacal' constellation, Ophiucus, The Serpent Wrestler/Holder, or the "Twelth Symbol," as here used. In some ancient cultures, serpents were revered as feminine symbols of rebirth/healing, and bees as symbols of wisdom, while Roman catholicism considered coffee to be the "wine of infidels" until the 15th. century. Historically, Ophiucus may never have been used in astrology, though it is the house between Scorpio and Sagittarius in a astrological system purportedly developed in the mid-1900's, making Sagittarius the thirteenth sign in such a system - thus in this poem, "the Twelth Symbol" was "usurped by what used to be the thirteenth". Of course, "Good Ol' Triple Six" and other numerical variations thereof in this work refer to 666, the mythological number of the Anti-christ.)

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I want a jeezus, unsweetened, decaffeinated, no additives -

- certainly no booze or needle tracks -

because I want a trim, uptight jeezus, totally pure and constipated

to pimp for the face-down with the Great-to-the-nth Numeral-Triplet,

because the descendant number of my measureless time

is a Trinity of the fourth primes-of-eighteen (no xeroxing

needed!)...

... my godpappy, William Blake, gone loony out of his goddam mind

over visions of seraphim and angels,

slapping the jaggedly unholy rhythm of a bawdy tune on my new-born

butt

while in drag he baptizes y'hweh in drag...

... and I want you to know

that my razor isn't my father's

road-hog...

... smoothin' along, instead of Jacko Kerowacko in my briefs, just

the road of excess still somewhere on the map,

while the bottom line is

that it's all as cheap as a Walmart `ho, though why not plumb the

sacred profanity

of All Animalism in the ditch just along that road

instead of blasphemating in a line way too long at The Mart?

"Can't wait, dude, gotta' get my *jive, here and now, `cause the

marquee says", `Drive-by Lyrics Smack-Down Between Marilyn Manson

And Good Ol' Triple-Six' '', farting rhythms and rhymes

from all orifices of His five-and-a-half shooter off His uncouth

butt -

(continued in Part 2)


the dark skies

the dark skies 

Ambushing in the woods to my joys and pleasures 
Becoming my life's mess and unwanted passions
Calling my name and his to torment me in the roads for him
Daring to cross my house to destroy my love and joys
Erasing my existence for me and for my lovely man
Falling for me no more , for him as dark clouds harms him
Gauging him for him for my displeasure 
Harnessing my anger and anxiety to take him away from me 
Iillness catched him to take my love and pride away 
Jumping all around my home for the hope for more menace 
Kidding about love and harmony 
Love as the object of perfect lies beyond the skies
Meanings of love and affections are dust now for him
Nor love nor hate could take him back to my arms
Oppositions are dancing in my backyard from years
People cannot see him and me together , they have punched deep holes 
Quest for love and him is over for me now
Rest is with my dear lords and gods
Sitting in my couch but wondering on seas
Tears are dried now in my eyes for me and for him
Upon the dark skies is no light present to ignite any hope
Values of love are useless now for me
Waters of harmony have evaporated long ago
Xeroxing my anger , like an artists most wonderful masterpiece
Years of separations are long now not to be filled with joy anymore
Zeniths of pleasures are gone gone now

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Almighty aligns all atoms of a rare creation 
Blessed beings beget beautious revelation

Clairvoyant clergies chant Holy hymns
Delightful deific divinity solemnly sings

Ethereal evangelics eye His secret signals
Faithful figures foretell subliminal symbols

Gorgeous glorious godly is His universe
Holy heavenly ambrosia He does nurse

Immaculate inimitable perfection He paints
Just judicious jubilate jewelled are His saints

Kindness knowlege are virtues to imbibe
Luminous lustrous light to instill inside

Merciful magnanimous He forgives faults
Never needlessly He ordains our assaults

Omniscient omnipotent He provides for all
Paradisiacal plentiful profuse bounties tall

Quenching our needs but not the greeds
Retribution rigorous He logs on sin deeds

Sacred sacrosanct sermons if we all sing
Transcendent tranquil lives He will bring

Unimpeachable universal laws if we hold
Venerated blessings we get from His fold

Winsome wondrous ways lead us to Him
Xeroxing Xraying Xanadus seemingly dim

Yearning yodling for His yielding  boons
Zooming zenith vistas in Zen's saloons

16.7.2020

Love Loop

Arrows on your chest, look!! 
Brain said so, with a frown.
Cupids! Assassinate my brain next time 
Do it with the love venom, As 
Experiences shutters my heart for further experiments  
Frozen heart was deprived its right to be warm 
Gender unbiased, the story is in a loop
Help ! can't  get out, help! can't  get out.
I,  me, myself. She , her herself; acts of selfishness  crept      
Joy was never found, being a  toy was the perfect analog   
Kisses and hugs became strangers 
Lips became blind
Mastering destiny wasn’t as easy as we thought 
Never did we want to let each other go 
Over and over again, the 
Poor destiny was blamed, despite being innocent.
Quietly but unwillingly destiny was the scapegoat yet again
”R.I.P destiny," said us with ease 
Silence was yet again the music 
The depressed vocal chords was yet again  in 
Unison with my fear and despair
Visions of my heart 
Whistled through the infinite path 
Xeroxing all the spams, The brain 
Yelled “my heart  you are a
Zero”
© Romy Roy  Create an image from this poem.
Form: ABC

Love Ahead

Amazing are these feelings
Belonging only for those specific ones
Caring everything about them
Doing everything as by my heart told.
Every small emotion encompassing the heart
Forlorn small longings begining to start.
Great content for smallest of things
Highly excited for every little fling.
I wonder if this is something new
Jumbled are my thoughts that are still due.
Killing every other remorse without frowning
Lost in enigmatic thoughts, I smile.
Moving towards an unknown light
Not knowing makes it even more bright.
Obvious is this impatience
Persistence somehow wins in the end.
Quietly smiling to myself
Remembering things in minute details
Stumbling over unattended memories
Trying to hide uninvited blushes.
Uselessly following that unknown light
Visualising a unicorn at the end of my stride
Wondering what else could this all mean
Xeroxing each moment into thousands, I live.
Yet I live in anticipation of tomorrow
Zooming towards this particular emotion called love.
© Neha Padhi  Create an image from this poem.
Form: ABC


Lust In Alphebetical Order

Again, alone awake accidental?  
barely by blunt brain burdens  
curtains... cut crooked carefully  
draped dangerously during dusk,  
every emotion enhanced euphoric 
from finger, face & freckle.... 
gingerly grasping gestures growing gracefully.  
hesitant hands hold his heart's hastily. 
I imagine important 
jitters, jetting, jumping, 
knocking knees knowing.... 
luscious , lustful lips longing… 
makes more magic memories... 
nighttime necessity never neglects... 
open obsessions of our objectives  
prevail... pleasure, pure puzzle piece poison.  
Quiet questions quench quarries...  
random, rare, rational realities,  
suggestions so stimulating senses savoring sex, 
smooth skin... 
timeless tales, the tactic touch. 
Ultimately unclothed unknown & unavoidable  
valuable venom varies vindictively. 
We wait within wind whirls, wondering  
xenophile in xanadu xeroxing  
your youthful years yearning  
zestful, zany & zone free
Form: ABC

Abecedarian: People

Adam Actually Aced An Awesome Adventure
Bradley Boldly Baked Bad Beef
Christopher Canned Cut Cold Cuts
David Dunked Darla Dimple
Evan Ecstatically Escaped Every Eagle
Franklin Flipped Fat Franks
Gary Gerrickson Gave Gary Ginton Good Gooey Guavas
Harriet Had Hot Ham
Impish Idiot Igor's Island
Jerky Jared's Jelly Jammies
Kate's Kosher Kitty Kale
Leon's Lovely Lyrical Limerick :D
Marys Many Morbid Mail Men
Nana Nancy's Nonexistent Nymphs
Orange Orangutan Oliver's Oily Olive Oboe
Patty's Peabrained Puppys Pea
Queenies Quails Quest
Rad Raphael's Rolo Rapped "Red Robins Ripped Rose"
Samuels Sadsack Sister Sat
Totally Tubular Thomas Took Tammy's Tempeh
Understandable Underdog Ursula Unfaithfully Undertook Understudy
Victors Vamped Valiant Valour
Waldo's Weird Wolf Went Walking Wistfully
Xavier's Xeroxing Xylophone
Your Yakking Young Yolanda
Zacks Zippy Zapper Zapped Zeke
© Leon Ryder  Create an image from this poem.

Christmas A-Z

Alluring scents of cinnamon n' mint
Beckoning of holiday cheer
Chiming of bells for a special mass
Dancing n' rejoicing
Ever blessed for the king is born
Framing love under a stable
Gravitating imaginations of joy
Hidden within messages
In boxed of toys
Jolly old Saint Nick
Kindling of spirits
Landing under a tree
Momentum of detail in wrapping
Nevertheless gathering families
Over Dinner conversations are carried 
Plates full of a soulful food
Quietness sweeping the table through forks
Rambunctious spread of deserts 
Satisfying mindful cravings
Trending time coming near
Upon the morning excite
Various gifts revered
While parents quietly watch
Xeroxing imprints of memories
Yielding imaginations thereof
Zealous baring Santa Claus


Written 1/4/2016

Maximus Parthas the Word Wizard

Man you a wizard warlocking written to spellbinding spoken word.
Jargoning prolific prophetic like the bible real truth.
I'm xeroxing you so x-ray this diagonally
Awe inspired me like Edgar Allan Poetically
Your magic wand sleight of hand transform to a mic.
Hand quicker than the eye trick.
You the spoken word godfather -  whose
Hawking pen spit out
A magical abracadabra mouthpiece
Poetic secretions flowing from heaven
From page to the stage
A hocus pocus Houdini spoken word escape
Unlocked the handcuffs of the page
True illusionist of poetic illusions brought me to this conclusion.
Form: Acrostic

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