P - perverted, inveterate
U- universal malefactor
T- terrible inhuman
I - incredible liar
N- negativist and demented
Witchcraft fruits shrivelled gorillas' brains
Wrinkled spectral charm fire scarred apportionment
Wary growl sharp lip foretell malefactor debauchery
Overcome in jungle rummage, fur maimed
Leather crevice herbivore hand final resign
Claimed by human biscuit boned, rifle of dominance
Cunning stealth shadowed charcoal fervour obvious
Conquer given, victor's triumph misaligned
1st February
Inspiration from
Eric Duthie edited ' Wild Company '
published 1962.
Story - Gorilla Hunter by Paul de Chaillu
Farmer Fred the raconteur
I’ve often said is full of manure
When spinning yarns of yesteryear
His tales grow taller beer by beer
He orates on about three little pigs
Elucidating eloquently on their building of digs
In Fred’s varied version there is not a wolf
The malefactor being a malcontented oaf
the malefactor
I had a thieving dog
she stole eggs, one at the time
kept it in her mouth she wanted to give it to me.
I took the egg, just as the hen-lady came
screaming said the dog and I worked in tandem.
I gave the lady back her egg
she refused to take it, not surprising,
so I paid for the egg.
A dog doesn´t know human morality it has to be thought
to leave the neighbours thing alone.
Egyptian goddess
impetuous and pompous
Cleopatra’s conquests
at history’s bequests
wielded a propensity
for dramatic intensity
She snared the great Marc Antony
lured him into salacious surreality
of whirlwind amorous insanity
their thirst for world domination
stirred a most legendary seduction
concocted in the heat of passion
From a cesspool of politics leveraging
exponential cunning and beguiling
struggles in a dance of supremacy
conniving betrayals with godlike fury
their superpower alliance
met all-consuming defiance
Unequaled legendary games fanatical
proving most problematical
honor deceit and lies tragic
loyalties and turmoil climactic
In the end love a destructive factor
with more than one malefactor
hearts hopelessly infatuated
suddenly freed and elated
finally devoid of grief and strife
bound to reunite in afterlife
Read on air by invitation ~ March 20, 2021 'LATE NIGHT POETS'
AP: 2nd place 2021, 3rd place 2021, 3rd place 2020, Honorable Mention 2022, Front Page Pick 2021
Ruminating over the droning sound deep down my heart
Is a nerve wrecking experience of my hidden fear
Not of any suffering nor death of my loved and dear
Neither materialistic loss is suffering's counterpart
Losing my grit and strength could be my malefactor
In the long ongoing struggles of life's voluminosity
They wallow me up in the arms of night's luminosity
The defeatist attitude of giving up is my worst fear factor
Rhyme: abba, cddc
June 21, 2016
For Laura Loo
My Worst Fear Factor
You came to me
One storm-swept night
And lifted me up to the skies.
From out of the torment
I had known
You showed me Paradise.
My sins were great,
Yet you forgave
Far greater sins than mine,
For you did bless
The ones who made
A mockery of your shrine.
I feared to die
For I had sinned
And knew how the ending must come,
I could not know
I’d be chosen to share
The cross with God’s own son.
Buoyed over waves of elation
Marvel at favourable sights of creation
Prospect for attainment visible
Within glossy bastion, even trials seems agreeable
Mollusk of endearing devotion, grumbling for denied favours seem so easy
How progenitors of our existence purse their frustrations makes one feel lousy
Reeking of corrupted souls, makes tastebuds sour to elixir
Grafted as second skin blends to exude a new color
Aversion so easily discerned when everything awash
How chameleon spirit avulsed everything from one in a stroke of whiplash
Hooters perched on the demise of accrued inheritance
Consternation that needs to be shackled for their malefactor dance
When plunder acknowledged for their vantage
Stipends bequeathed as morsels to owner of the heritage
When the bubble finally bursts
Lesson that even if one's dominion life is not always just
Monitoring in anticipation stranger's and dear ones alike by holter
Affirms the old adage that blood is thicker than water
To conquer you should at both ends the candle burn
By leaps and bounds seek long to sojourn
In the arena of knowledge imbibe from every stream
Lend an ear to your flaws,don't be so swift to overesteem
You would later eventually society confront
Malefactor throngs from all edges affront
The road of success is not of any thorns devoid
Pursue unpretentious learning and haughtiness avoid
Don't your teachers attempt to clone
Make a carbon copy of them or their image atone
We cheatingly have treasured our own strains and weakness
Superbly camouflaged them and denied our faultiness
If despite all,you sense you the plateau reached
Bowing out would quell our gusto to teach.
Malefactor of our mighty land
Guile do they practice from them, beat
Skank do they drop on our prior rand
Their soul's the people reprimand
Like flies rejecting a rust feet
Malefactor of our mighty land
Drive them from our inunct land
Like Fulani cattle being hit
Skank do they drop on our prior rand
Sweep out before broth turns our hand
Like cobwebs cleaned out of room neat
Malefactor of our mighty land
Their tongue festooned with sweet canard
Embellished with tear thorns their teeth
Skank do they dump on our prior rand
When they continue being rotund
We the citizens turns unfit
Malefactor of our mighty land
Skank do they dump on our prior rand
The kind of girl who
wanders alone
The kind of girl who
doesn't give a s***
The girl with the
wicked gleam in her eye
The girl that causes traffic to slow down,
then frantically speed away
The girl who wanders down the street
and people go inside
The girl that just flaunts her attitude
so there's nothing left to hide
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