For the strong ones — on their stay-in-bed days.
© Gabrielle Munslow 2025. All rights reserved.
I think I’d just like to be —
No noise in my head.
The TV on standby.
Radio not transmitting.
The dog forgetting his bark.
The tears unshed.
Just leave me in bed.
My whole psyche ashes away,
aching from absorbing prophetic punches.
I changed the trajectory of my life —
now I need to be achingly numb.
No words.
No prayers.
No petty arguments or poetry.
Just me.
Hair like a banshee,
mascara matching my disillusionment.
I wear my apathy like a medal —
nauseatingly won.
Let the world knock,
let the day stretch open.
I won’t rise.
I’ve already fought
too many mornings.
But don’t mistake my silence
for defeat —
I am not broken.
I’m just choosing not to speak
while I sharpen my teeth.
Categories:
nauseatingly, deep,
Form: Free verse
straightforward sassafras
spicy surprise
give it to me hotter
i will return much more than the favor
the journeys we have made to get here
has had its bumps in the road
we spun till nauseatingly dizzy
we rolled till hoarse and out of our minds
we landed on the anvil of an almost broken union
we arrived at a paradise we never realized was lost at sea
we swatted the sun dead
we revitalized the moon alive
we settled for less
we traveled for more
we froze near to death on the ice of silence
we found medicinal bliss in the warm hot tub of social emotion
a soft peck to wet, passionate kisses have lead us to here....
straightforward sassafras
spicy surprise
give it to me sweet and sticky
i will adjourn with what you love to savor
Categories:
nauseatingly, emotions, firework, fun, good
Form: Free verse
For those fortunate and more prosperous of us today
as consumers we have too much choice
we are spoilt
and nauseatingly throw so much away
While so many have little or no choice at all
and face starvation everyday.
It seems immoral and unjust
that so many poor people who need it most
have little and life is tough
But the rich have too much and more than enough.
I often when shopping can't make my mind up
and buy things I really didn't set out to buy
out of frustration
with little hesitation.
I feel so fortunate I am one of the lucky ones
but I'm always mindful and try to help
for as for choice
have non.
With the rise of food banks the like little seen before
With large ever increasing cues at the door
While the greedy rich get away without paying tax
Many struggle to pay bills and have debt upon their back.
It's the same old adage as before
the rich get richer
and the poor get more poor.
Gandhi once said after coming to this country. ''These people are living in paradise
and don'y even now it''. when he saw how much we had.
Peter Dome.copyright.2014.march.
Categories:
nauseatingly, discrimination, food, society, stress,
Form: Free verse
The Slothful Musings of an
Indicted Leech …
… I suck. Simply put, I suck.
Attaching my slimy being,
surreptitiously clingy,
nauseatingly smooth,
ingratiatingly insidious,
onto warm sources of
sustenance.
I suck, I leech, I drain,
the elements of good-nature,
turning smiles into profitable
ventures,
sucking, leeching, draining,
the beings I encounter,
suctioned cups of guilt,
of predatory precision,
surgical frigidness,
clinical intent,
sucking, leeching, draining,
till fattened,
bulging with burgeoning gains,
flush with siphoned-off goodwill,
bloated by hubris,
slipping away,
slithering into my den,
creeping on borrowed legs,
seeing with donated eyes,
cloaked in spurious fabric,
I leech, I suck.
Self-pity my only refrain,
flushing what is left of a soul,
down,
into the welcoming drain.
Categories:
nauseatingly, introspection
Form: I do not know?
Bottled for it's beauty,
Angelic tones and pastels,
Big it up for the girl's,
Yearning this prim colour,
Pink, my baby pink,
In my life always and forever,
Nauseatingly pretty,
Kind and endearing.
Categories:
nauseatingly, visionary,
Form: Acrostic
What
have
I done
by
walking
into
the
den
of lions
blindfolded
their
ignorant
words
of hatred
now
sicken me
and
my
brow is furrowed
as
I
finally understand
the
game
of it all
and
I know
that I am partially
to blame
These
menacingly mean
thoughts
entered
into my mind
and
i feel sickened
with
my own
self anguish
I
know
the
fire
was
hot
before I got burned
and
I
struck
the
match
setting a fire
to
those
who stood in my way
and
I
am
ashamed
Why
do
we
willingly follow such idiotic ideals
And
I
confused
good lucks with good hearts
and
what I found were empty words
and
Nauseatingly sick grins
and
Their
beautiful faces in photographs
glow
red
from
their demonic smiles
I see the
false
promises
and
feel the cold of their souls
they care
for
noone
and
Now
from
their
grasp
I
have become free
and
although
i choked on
the remenants of my own hateful words
All is well
because from those hateful thoughts I have become free.
and
pure love
is a rarity
of real beauty
Categories:
nauseatingly, confusion, friendship, life, love,
Form: I do not know?