Traveler Without Rucksack
By Sy Roth
Aloneness, the traveler without rucksack
Beats the miles into your feet
A bare necessity for the nomad
For there are morns and sinking suns to see
In the endless desert of our lives.
The arroyo quickly fills,
Water tearing at its sides
Soon only a vestige of itself
Leaving a vacuity within.
It lingers there like a smug cat
Who only hisses at your approach,
Razor-sharp teeth a frightening calligraphy
Of life well-worn along its edges
Slogging through unshared moments
Pining for those who made
The last attempt to bamboozle Beelzebub.
We are all the omnivores who came before us
A marching parade of victims of inanities
Searching for silent answers
To the mystery on a congress of slime
That metastasizes into beings of promise
Who lose it ultimately in the miasma of time.
Build a brocade of flesh
Soon to be assimilated into nothingness
Await the temporal
For the intemperate readies to swallow you whole
No Bhagavad Gita guides you,
No ethical core to take you anywhere
Except to revel in a morn
And settle into a final, waning sun.
Categories:
metastasizes, depression, loneliness,
Form: Free verse
Clock strikes as the light fades from view and all you can see is
yellow.
Standing there watching you live out your destiny and I
couldn't be prouder.
Filled to the brim with compunction our paths couldn’t converge
but I'll always be there for you.
You're going farther than anyone could ever perceive, fathom,
imagine.
And you'll have me right behind you every step of the way
as we develop, grow, manifest into the best versions of humanity,
become what we were meant to be
and increase our eudaimonia to optimize our potential
as camaraderie metastasizes
to levels unseen since the inception of the written word.
Congratulations on getting everything you ever wanted.
You deserve it and every other reward you reap in the ebullient
years to come.
I only hope I can be as fortunate, methodical, utopian.
maybe someday
Categories:
metastasizes, absence, farewell, life, love,
Form: Free verse
Panic mongers, hate mongers,
traffickers in groupthink.
The key to the universe,
you must never let facts interfere
with all your
obsessive incessant fables.
You must never doubt the veracity of
of the latest tale of terror.
A secret Satanic elite of cannibalistic pedophiles,
All the liberals are in on it, don’t you know?
Soros and Gates in collusion.
Evangelical contagion,
the deep state under every bed,
the boogeyman behind it all.
Any questioner is complicit.
Any true believer will be saved.
Apophenia intoxication,
Donald Trump is your savior.
Your mind is malleable to malignancy,
It metastasizes in your trance.
The putrid contamination percolates
everywhere in deafening silence.
Each taste of QAnon venom,
Each flavor of terror,
seizes and imprisons the masses of minds
And if you listen, you will hear
the percussive funeral dirge
for the death of the civilized world.
Categories:
metastasizes, angst, anxiety, culture, evil,
Form: Political Verse
She was too narcissistic and opinionated to be popular
He was too popular and secretive to be trusted with power
So beware of power which tends only to corruption, and
Corruption infiltrates the very soul of its victims and like
A wild fire creating its own weather, it metastasizes like cancer.
And cancer is so common, but cancer cures are a rarity. And
Any signs of cures among humans is a breeding ground for greed. And is not greed among the seven deadly sins? Avoid Such sins
like the plague, because plagues tend to be rapidly invasive, tends to spread rampantly, and are massively destructive.
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Categories:
metastasizes, evil, power,
Form: Couplet
Glioblastoma
Glioblastoma - death in disguise
Makes its appearance before we realize
A stealth adversary lurking in the brain
Metastasizes without restrain
A complex enemy
Untrustworthy
Of unknown origin
Emerging from deep within
Deploying its vascular tentacles
Stealing nutrients from the body’s receptacles
Baffling is its behavior
In search of a savior
Chemo radiotherapy with no other choice
Unable to silence its voice
Surgery perhaps
With high risk of relapse
Immunotherapy – the current hope
But still a downward slope
We shall move on
Until it is gone
Categories:
metastasizes, endurance, father, father daughter,
Form: Free verse
bodies fall weary
cancer metastasizes
another friend gone
funerals leave tears of bronze
survivors shine in shadows
faces fall weary
cancer metastasizes
no one is immune
the spirit strengthens through trials
survivors shine, smiles bring hope
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, June14, 2012
Categories:
metastasizes, death, friendship, health,
Form: Tanka
Dignity of knife in hope or fright
cuts the outer edge of desire.Huddled
anxiety oversees the fringe bites
of comforts. The child you abandoned
on road becomes a tree I nurtured.
A leafy town grows in the calyx of capricious
impermanence. Calisthenics permeates the
vibrations in foxgloves.Dragonflies become
vulnerable in feckless shadows of eyes. The
lithe body metastasizes into a mausoleum,
you adore. A tiger mauls a gift of bed.
Your whispers start hissing for intrusion.
A pilgrim of negation raises a non-belief,
creates a stimulus to bestow an endless
pain in summation of all night.
Categories:
metastasizes, art,
Form: ABC
Dignity of knife in hope or fright
cuts the outer edge of desire.Huddled
anxiety oversees the fringe bites
of comforts. The child you abandoned
on road becomes a tree I nurtured.
A leafy town grows in the calyx of capricious
impermanence. Calisthenics permeates the
vibrations in foxgloves.Dragonflies become
vulnerable in feckless shadows of eyes. The
lithe body metastasizes into a mausoleum,
you adore. A tiger mauls a gift of bed.
Your whispers start hissing for intrusion.
A pilgrim of negation raises a non-belief,
creates a stimulus to bestow an endless
pain in summation of all night.
SATISH VERMA
Categories:
metastasizes, adventure, allegory, angst, animals,
Form: I do not know?