kindness grabs me and throws me onto a page
sense of humor tickles me until I am laughing
empathy wants in, as if I could ignore her
the words I write come from a source I cannot see
strong feelings jump onto a page
kicking meddlesome pests onto the ceiling
if it is not fun for you, it will not be fun for them
But do the readers need to always be entertained?
Maybe not, but you need to appeal to their feelings.
Write your truth, be unconcerned about theirs
The ones who need to hear it will run with it
You cannot appeal to the other ones anyway
Meddlesome Maddie liked to invade and intrude
A busybody with plenty of well-earned solitude
She tried to stick her spoon in her new neighbor’s biz.
He stopped her right away, and he was no kind of wiz.
I am frustrated and annoyed by his ticking,
or perhaps it should be labeled the 'tocking'
By the never-ending tongue wagging clicking
in the language better known as 'clocking'
Must Grandfather Time command my life?
He so rudely continues without a thought
that his hammer yammering rhythm of strife
mocks the beating pulse of my human heart
What a wonderful fantasy my life would be
if for one day I'd not hear his unrelenting beat
I'd be stress free if time would stand still for me
for without his gonging life would be so sweet
In solace of night, I seek sleep and close my eyes
in need of escape and retreat from earthly chore
but I cannot find a moment of tranquil paradise
for his insistent knelling peals out once more
Each quarter hour his mallet chimes out to me
but his clappers sing off key in monotonous song
Not a lyrical lullaby, but a torturous rhapsody
whose tireless verses antagonize me far too long
I'm tenacious to put an end to his wagging tongue
and shackle the swinging motion of his pendulum
Each hour of the day and night would go by unsung
Being silenced is the price paid by the meddlesome
She loved the fact that she
could use her beauty to
unleash her objectives and goales
upon men who wished to be freind
or kind to her. She flirted with my
wife and ignored me. I felt
uncomfortable.
She "Atta Bouised" my wife
right in front of me. I got fifth-wheel
by this Chic who didn't even recognize my
relationship to my own wife.
Strange and Unnatural
I felt frightened by her treatment of me
The role of the character she became
to make all in attendance wish him strange
that she was indeed strange and meddlesome.
Yet one could say that the two beautiful people
made the fellow the villan who they could say was
strange. Sungsleezer Dancer is a Villanious
a creepy unkind woman.
" Forro, Foorro they dance
together, smiling to kiss
from there warm embrace.
Forro, Forro , Forro,
she must not see me
Here I am
so in love am I
Forro, Forro
she and I are
together
she takes the attention
by acting strange
Reco-Reco
such ah egotistical triff
something
that a poet said
something a poet said
showcase your talentslet them see your ego man
let them know the kinda guy we know
I don't like you
I don't love you
we the medlers
to unravel you!
egotisticail
undermining and meddlesome
guys like me
undermine guys like you
simply put
got my sheep
walking round in crcles
what that is
coming up with all that stuff
when he say
I say to someone else
Such ah go man
Such an Ego Man!
got my sheep
goin round in circles
days and days man
got them goin in circles!
A man I believed was just venturesome
But to his old enemies meddlesome,
To newly made ones quarrelsome
And to even his best friend worrisome
Proved them, all right with The Irksome:
In a crusade for Christ The Awesome,
Openly kissing a man who looked handsome
Like king David’s charming Absalom,
Evangelism describing as cumbersome
And concerned brethrens as troublesome!
And as though food Demons had him bid,
To their cauldron walked up for its lid,
Waiting to pounce on the solemnly hid;
Of his educated fears rashly rid.
Morey Mouse made merry,
Mollifying Mallory’s Mama,
Maybe mixing mammoth metaphors
Marvelously mystical, Marmaduke mimed
mingling, meshing, ‘mogrifying magical mites,
Measuring muskrats minding miniature minnows
Meddlesome merrymakers, Mr. Mumbsly mentioned, miffed.
Mesmerized minions made millions, merely making mincemeat.
Mediocre maybe, magnificent Mrs. Mumps meticulously mentioned.
Ghosts
lost, invasive
floating, haunting, wailing
Houses, Mirrors, Mansions, Chandeliers
levitating , intruding, lamenting
aimless, meddlesome
Spirits.
Rapture fulcrum, heart the presidium
Tender caress, outpouring compassion
Reverberating within, the love drum
Benign bliss shower, dance of elation
Play eternal, in void of cessation
Pervading all of space, as the sound Ohm
Cognised in childlike orientation
Rapture fulcrum, heart the presidium
Unending is the bliss continuum
Fullness defying delineation
Humming, purring, enlivening rhythm
Tender caress, outpouring compassion
Vaporised self, thus in celebration
Joyfully imbibes, the nectar wholesome
Centreless is, the divine transmission
Reverberating within, the love drum
Each node within form, our sensorium
Each timeless moment here, our play station
Nirvana within, the cosmic system
Benign bliss shower, dance of elation
Oh hermit, there is no limitation
Simply rest our ego thought meddlesome
Innate is-ness, bliss continuation
Cave in heart open, with signage ‘welcome’
Rapture fulcrum
28-January-2021
The woman was angry and called me dumb.
Because I had nicknamed her mettlesome.
Mixing up this word
With another- so absurd.
The mean adjective that is meddlesome.
I quickly showed her this tiny mistake.
Stubborn her head was as hard as a rake.
She kept a grudge.
Thus I called her “pudge”
So I guess best friends we will never make.
The September I met him remains etched in my mind
One by one the minutes rolling by ever so slowly
I sat in class awaiting an explanation that never came
I surmised he’d been a burn victim ~ suffered and healed
How could he now sit there so serene and nonchalant
Over my inner spiel I hadn’t heard a word he said
So consumed was I in wait with my unanswered questions
Then spending the second half of class feeling stupid
Regretting the meddlesome monologue in my head
It was three hours of my life I would never get back
Really ~ how was it any of my business?
This was all way back in those pre-internet days
Before google searches easily unraveled any mystery
For weeks he never spoke about the elephant in the room
It boggled my mind why I expected he ever would
In a short time I became enchanted with this man’s soul
Respectfully in awe of this cultured learned gentle man
A poet possibly a genius ~ he was ordained to touch lives
To shake and rattle foundations ~ disentangle paradigms
A transcendent grace exuded from his every word and glance
AP: 1st place 2026, 1st place 2021
Oh joy! Oh bliss! Oh crêpe suzette!
— Dr. Zachary Smith Lost In Space
MISSING EARTH
exclamatory eeks of terra ferma.
Oh meddlesome bother oh heartbreak!
extreme scripted screams: ah ah ahhhh, almost
a sneeze. a snodular lunicious decrepitabilty,
a blunderous crustacean of ineptabilty.
4/10/2020
HE'S BEEN lied too
CHEATED ON
THE SUBJECT OF
EVERY SAD SONG
BROTHER
NEVER A FATHER AND
DEFINITION OF
A BAD SON
HE CAN'T FIND A REAL
WOMAN
WHO'S BEEN THRU
HALF THE THANGS
THAT HE'S DONE BEEN
SOME WOMAN PLOT
AGAINST GENTLEMEN
TRY TO MAKE THEIR
EFFORDS VAIN
THEY UNDERMINE
AND ARE MEDDLESOME
THEY TAKE THEM
FOR GRANITE
AND TAKE THEIR GAINS
WHEN YOU FIND A WOMAN
AND TRY TO COMPROMISE
THE WOMAN AROUND PLAN YOUR DEMISE
THEY SOUGHT THE PRESSURE
AND STRAM THE STRAIN
LIKE I SAID BEFORE
TO TAKE YOUR GAINS
A REAL WOMAN WANTS
AND WORKS FOR HER TREASURE
SHE STORE IT SO
SHE CAN SHARE WITH YOU
THESE
GHETTO SUSHI'S
I COME ACROSS
THEY
DO NOTHING
AND BLAME
EVERYTHING ON YOU
HE'S BEEN LIED TO
AND TALKED ABOUT
THEY USES HIS WORDS
TO PULL HIM APART
WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE
I'LL TELL YOU FACT
SHE WANTS TO DESTROY
ALL YA'LL KNOW THAT
HE CAN'T FIND A
WOMAN
WHO DONE BEEN THRU
HALF THE THANGS HE
DONE BEEN
meddlesome child
grows wild
Flit and Spin
By Brett Somers
Mind sticking round and round.
Loneliness is that sticking sound.
No pillows of comfort
Nor footstep, firm ground.
Why does my loneliness stick?
My ears make me sick.
Meddlesome they play.
Which way, which way.
Decisively I sway.
Meadows sit and chirp.
Flit and mock.
How I sit and flit.
Flit and rock.
Flit and rock.
Mind sticking round and round
Rubbing stones.
This wonderous wanderlust.
Pondering thus.
A penchant to find
This time in mine.
A vast equator,
balanced incubator.
So as such I sit.
I flit a bit.
Wander and wonder.
I sit.
So weary of not finding it.
I search.
So desperately to find.
My divine –
my craft of soul.
My purposed whole.
So I sit and flit.
Unable to accept it.
My dearest friend,
I write to you.
How did this end?
Or tilted on an axis It spins.
Time It appends.
So alive then am I.
To flit and spin.
Flit and spin.
So I’ll find my axis.
Spin without end.
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