Woke up with a headache
Throbbing to the beat
Of that song on the radio
Always on repeat
Sung by a masochist
Written by a creep
How I love when I’m criticized by the meek
By a rickety white man
That’s morals are constructed
By hate and inequality
Love that’s paired with scrutiny
Plus constructs that are weak
Trust my lovely brother
He’s funded manipulation
For a proper nation
Where the homos repent
Where the women are mothers
Where the church is forced on the troubled
Where naturalism is turned to ash
Where equality is taught to be bad
Woke up with a headache
Throbbing to the beat
Of the rhythm the soldiers make with their feet
Reciting orders told to them
Mistakes will certify being beat
They learn the steps to a dance
Named the atrocity
BAROQUISTA lanfranc rubens pozzo
emotions
in concert
inviting
participation
in
illusions
of colour
to
upsurge
the
spiritual
in
a florid
naturalism
of
uncomplicated
iconography
clarity
balancing
harmony
rendering
movement
of both movement
&passion
superimposed
in
flickering
fervour
SEARCH FOR SELF
in anecdote
&discourse
a miracle of illusion
noticeable trends
with
an
emotional outcome
both paramount
& immediate
featured instantly
for the
sake of remembrance
a memoriae in
transient naturalism
with
emotion mirrored
by empathy
this distortion
or connotation
so subjective
clustered
then crystallized
in
distinctive
measures
touchstones
to circle
this imagined
inner life
to
rival
former
occasions
&situations
a
devoted
exegesis
inspired
by familiarity
into
an elevated
synthesis
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
A-uthor's
D-elightful
R-hyme
I-n
E-xcellent
L-ine
E-mploys
S-ublime
P-oem
A-bout
N-aturalism
O-f
L-ife
Topic: Birthday of Adriel Español (October 14)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Acts of contrition, on knees if I recount
Beatitudes, eight, sermon on the mount
Charity given, is blessings received
Dalai Lama, a Buddhist deity
Ecumenism, it understands and unites
Fascism erodes individual rights
Gaia, Greek goddess of our mother earth
Heresy, one's belief, another's mirth
Idolatry, the worship of false gods
Jehovahs Witnesses, the sidewalks they trod
Kama, Hindu god of the erotic
Lex talionis, is somewhat exotic
Mary, Christmas holds that she was a virgin
Naturalism, this belief seems to burgeon
Orthodoxy, keeping with old traditions
Penance, requires sin and admissions
Quaker, informal for Society of Friends
Ramadan, are you relieved when it ends?
Sabbath, is it Saturday or the day after?
Talismans, sometimes, subject of laughter
Universalism, bring us together?
Values the thought of happy ever afters
Whatever your dogma, does it really matter?
X amine your heart, reject idle chatter
You should maybe contact your Spirit Guides
Zenith of acceptance with us resides
beautiful photo of the church taken by Jackie on Instagram @jacci_eo
The naturalist in us all
Burying the deepest it only resides
Realism forever more
Whether or not... everything only ties
We can never be who we are
Because everyday we are all trying to be
Minds and time never on par
Why is there a certainty we always see?
How do we apply what we want?
In every other country deem foreign
Are there laws never knowing we can run?
Are there enough differences we never really care to learn?
There is no naturalism in what we do
Because what we have done did not just come by
The kind of hardship we know but never knew until
What we do was earned and not for reasons why
We are all products of how natural we can't be
Dare I say naturalism are those without minds...
You do know we all have freedom without freedom to be free
Because the world will never tell you but remind...
Pope Francis's belief in the Almighty
has been brought to serious question,
when, on his speech on Origins,
the Bible received nary a mention -
save for a passing glance at Genesis.
His credibility has dwindled rather perilous
it seems - considering, of course, Catholicism's
typical rep of condemning holy writ to ostracism.
The acolytes "explode" with his
acceptance of Naturalism,
Evolution and Bigbangerism.
In a pinch he waved his magician's wand
and pronounced all prior blasphemies - gone!
God - he stated - has no such pointy stick
of which to create all, with a simple flick
of his wrist. The Almighty has limits
and shall conform to Francis's rigid
interpretation, thereof. He tips his hat
in one last show of priestly decorum:
I wish you all a most bless-ed
novus ordo seclorum.
NOTE: The term "novus ordo seclorum" is Latin for "New World Order". If you ever forget how to say it, or spell it, just pick up any American federal reserve note - it'll be right under the pyramid with the all-seeing eye.
Planetary omnipresence resonates within, a vibrance slowly fading. Tears of a fragmenting era stain the divine order of gaia. A wavelength underestimated slowly changes frequency upon desolation, a universal heartbeat fading away.
I would breathe you in
Like oxygen
Hyper with no ventilation ,
Asphyxiation
A mellow mush
Together dried
Crystallized and surprise!
A lightning bolt
Electric jolt for the
Lady of the Labyrinth
Rainbow omniscience
Blinding bliss
Kissing the iris
Vision of the prism
Versicolor mix created
Fixated on the electromagnetic spectrum
Divine strumming
Every atom humming
Phonetic reverberations
Arcane incantations
Salamander songs
Of long ago
Pyromantic pixies
Generative divinities
And the evolutionary imperative
Applestarseed naturalism
Jaine is my sister,
Jaine is a Piglet,
Much better than capitalism -
W. the Pooh and Jainism, yes!
Better than naturalism and pornographism!
We are insisting - no mafia
And nationalism in all our forests,
No racism, yes socialism!
And the idea of all free people
And animals, please,
Don't come to the bees without honey,
They are unanimously hard working,
Making money
For me, for you, for people,
You are true,
You stay here:
You are walking!
Let be always happy
Our brothers and sisters:
We are talking
That all good is for children
And books - world is fairy
And always Poetry-daily,
And forever Poetry-today!
Say it again:
We go by the same way,
It's our big-big Holiday!
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