Zealots
zealous zealots zigzag
running rampant, repeating
dubious data drawn
from fallacious forums
which write woeful
tales that try to teach
lurid laughable lies
Categories:
lurid, political,
Form: Alliteration
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lones.carve.through.
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Categories:
lurid, dark, scary, surreal,
Form: Concrete
A Lurid Lighthouse
Lights from small windows could be seen
Around lighthouse was storm bad and mean
Dark clouds everywhere and also overhead
As I had been laying resting in my bed.
Far away in distance we did see a ship
Water flowed oven lighthouse's lower lip
Returned to be back into sea and then
Whole process would start all over again.
To go there several times did yearn
To hear a seagull or perhaps a tern
Flying by and would be loudly screeching
Calm down sea God they were beseeching.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Written after looking at Andrea's
lighthouse picture.
Categories:
lurid, adventure, allegory, analogy,
Form: Couplet
A token flash from your azure eyes so fair
The snapshot did my ingratiated lids snare
Your sharpened stare did my focus pair
My singed cornea was left in state of disrepair
Your beaming irises cast a searing flare
My dilated pupils your steam did not spare
Reflecting lenses as mirrors cast lurid glare
My glowing retina could not the intense flame bear
Categories:
lurid, beauty,
Form: Rhyme
I Colored her eyes with blue tip markers, and fed those paper lips with lead smirches. Vampire kisses dotted amid a frail frame clipped and cropped with silver sheers. Paper cuts and smudge thumbs of ink. Artistic hearts taped from low drifting dreams until the balloon of imagination is nipped. A splash of paint and words inundates us with persistence and creative intoxication. I ply a superb tolerance. Sip from mainstream minds to be poisoned. Sip from the hands of eminent grave dwellers and prosper. I too drank the elixir of death brewed by Poe.
-Mitch Green
Categories:
lurid, art, beautiful, death,
Form: Blank verse
One boom,
Excitement; what,
Distraction so quickly,
Anxious to a maximum thrust.
Astounded, wondering, if others heard.
Expressive quiet; following,
Lost, for just a minute,
Bewildered shake,
One boom,
written for
Sponsor nette onclaud
Contest Name SOUND OF EMOTION
Categories:
lurid, confusion, imagination, places, social,
Form: Rictameter
I’m cold to the bone
All my life I have wandered alone
Though billions intone
Those others stray from my mind…
I trust my heart
To seal the truth of what I find:
The essence that reminds me
of seeking and of finding
that love
of mine.
With one breath
Rises the fate
That two hearts long to- to align
For this life
Dreaming of faith
in love
shall I now presume
to become all that I am and pursue
The wonder ensued
The wonder she still invokes..
or wander with
All thoughts wrest into needless flight:
Obscurely swirling blindly
A chance hands clasp in binding
for warmth
From cold
I am here
Waiting for you
To reveal what you hold inside
This unknown
Channels a dream
Of life
now follow the dream
calling forth to establish a scene
the things we have seen
leaves motives unbridled... yet,
still cold reserve…
assumptions dancing through the verbs…
the cells inside enliven
coalescing an alignment
of love
for you
all my heart,
all of my love
every thing this life shall reveal
all my will
given to you
my love.
Categories:
lurid, dedication, hope, love, song-time,
Form: Lyric
Breath on skin
warm sighs tingle
titillate
Lips search curious
exploring flesh landscape
Traversing the beauty
laying light kisses as mementos
Bound only by interwoven fingers
Pleasure flashes white
...imbibed passion reflects from linen
aspersion illuminated glistening skin
Limbs tangled like beautiful bondage
succumbing to blissful hedonism
two making one mass of ecstasy
A feast, we eat greedily
glowing lurid seekers of sexual festival...
Categories:
lurid, passion
Form: Free verse
The lurid moon-
Dim as an eye,
squinting, and
waning unnoticed in
the despair of darkness,
like souls that trudge
through the roadless
vast transit of Sheol.
Guideless wanderers
lost: no spirit, essence,
nor aim.
Categories:
lurid, faith, loss, sad, sorry,
Form: Free verse