They came with loaded guns a pack of ten police, for Desi Freeman
Did they the first shots release? Now two are dead..beat down by
Lead, another wounded; and their quarry is fled.' What crime originate the chain of events.? Sad to see the state of affairs.' Mind
You life now seems cheaper.' Where once many cared here.' Is
It the fruit of heavy policing, and government over-reach.?
Did he lose a grandparent.? Due to lockdowns and hyped speech?
Was there a gripe.? What does this teach.? Will he be the
Modern Ned Kelley, adrift in the bush.?
Will dobbers surface.? Will confidence leech? I only hope for healing.? Peace and mateship i here beseech.'
Categories:
originate, angst, august,
Form: Ballad
Within every individual's mind resides a poem,
casting doubt on the assertion that each person is an island.
An internal dialogue permeates,
encompassing both positive and negative elements.
As I traverse the bustling street,
I observe others who may also perceive my presence.
Nevertheless, each of them harbors a poem within their innermost thoughts.
No matter where you end up on this planet,
You will never forget where you originate from
A mango tree is thriving in Brooklyn,
Though it may seem improbable.
However, it is still a mango tree.
However, where are the fruits,
Where are those concealed poems destined?
Will they return on the same route,
Will the verbs and nouns remain silent as well
While conveying unuttered expressions?
Did the Pied Piper know he would be deceived?
Was he aware a poem would emerge from his story?
Within every individual's mind resides a poem,
Eventually, someone will understand it correctly.
Categories:
originate, addiction, adventure, anger, anxiety,
Form: Narrative
Two scales must balance
for unfaulty and accurate evidence,
the relationship between God
and Humankind must stand;
where impetus winds originate,
there must be a justiciable cause
to sustain such a destructible impact
on those cunningly swerving from right.
Solutions need to be wisely thought out
before the next catastrophe occurs unexpectedly,
whoever makes a solemn promise for prosperity
must keep it or be called a person of deceit.
Who can hold a notorious liar in contempt:
when he smiles and puts on an appearance
different from that of morality, from whence
remorse will emerge for being impudent?
How credible is the trust of a charlatan
when he's in a drunken state and stutters
to convince himself he abstains from lies
and thinks his name is Bobby, not Brian?
A requisition for solutions spare us many pains
to avoid the pitfalls that entrap the naive one;
cleverness and awareness are never out of line,
they're needed to sharpen our senses for gains.
Categories:
originate, anger, bereavement, corruption, culture,
Form: Rhyme
The sky is leaden,
season's first rain
begins to fall.
The earth is thirsty
but cannot quench it's thirst
and the sound of rain
is not soothing in summer.
For a shower's while
water spills over
the roads,lanes,yards.....
as local ponds vanished,
drains,rills encroached
and filled with clay.
The hills from where
the rivers originate are barren
trees fallen in large scale.
Though the paddy fields
await with glee the rain,
pitter-patter on the roof
brings little comfort,
for the price is still
to be paid.
The rain once welcomed
with elation
now falls on a jaded land.
Each time they are ready
to shift their belongings,
but not ready
to right the wrongs.
Categories:
originate, rain,
Form: Free verse
When I begin to draw
Is it me or someone else?
I do not know where these ideas originate.
One minute I have a blank canvas.
Half hour later I have created a village
Pirate queen, gnomes, faeries, goblins,
Mushroom houses, butterflies, lilies and such
When I begin to write
I also doubt these words are my own.
There is an entity utilizing my hands.
Because after the missive is finished
I do not recognize it.
Sometimes on the same day.
My spirit guides make heavy use of my
Hands; I feel I am not in my body after they take over
Forever using me, while keeping me at arm’s length.
Categories:
originate, muse,
Form: Free verse
ever vibrance innate
ever spontaneity to create
the two keys to originate
Categories:
originate, art, inspiration, poetry, word
Form: Tristich
words come to me in batches
for days they will include witches, goblins and jack-o-lanterns
like obsessions, they include spell books, brooms, bats and ghosts
in an abrupt about face
they change alliteratively into dogs doing daring deeds daily.
wild wildebeests wishing we were wayfaring wanderers.
prancing princesses providing presents proving professorships.
I do not control them, they are in charge of me.
today’s words were in my head before I got out of bed.
I heard the last two lines of a poem I had been creating in my sleep.
not unusual unfortunately.
What is unusual is if I remember them.
words can be playful, joyful, happy, friendly and kind.
this is when I am concentrating on poems for children
I do not think you can be too optimistic for them.
when they turn dark, gloomy and morose, I am shocked.
these are not my words, I think. Who am I channeling?
Poe? Coleridge? a serial killer?
words set the stage for my daily life.
their ambiance creates my mood.
I have no idea where they originate.
But they end up on a typed page.
Categories:
originate, write, writing,
Form: Free verse
Patterns become habits and habits confine.
We cling to routine and yet wish to be free,
hoping in vain to be graced by bliss divine
but the truth is we are tied to our mind tree.
Heart is the centre where thoughts originate,
so we must first make it tranquil and sedate,
whereupon our wayward ego too recedes
liberating soul, since throb of love now leads.
Categories:
originate, freedom,
Form: Ottava rima
Soul Eater
The concept of the soul was intangible and distant.
Faith and belief all that gave it substance,
weak and watery as it was. Until that wretched day…
I hurt, I ached, in a before unfelt place deep within. My physical being was effected but it did not originate from my body.
If I were paralyzed, or dead to my flesh in some way, This pain would continue, on and on.
The concept of the soul was intangible and distant…until the creation of my body was snuffed out, buried under soil and rock to decompose as corpses do.
My child taken from me caused me to know my soul… for it became tortured. An itch I couldn't scratch…an ache unrelenting, all consuming.
Now I know, beyond doubt, I have a soul…because bright pain always shows his hideous face, demands attention, cannibalizes joy and leaves only dispair.
Loss is the Soul Eater.
Categories:
originate, baby, death, grief, loss,
Form: Free verse
botanists classify grapes as berries
sandy soil produces softer wines
white wines originate from green grapes
intrigued, I cannot believe
I was the one who did not want this tour!
Categories:
originate, travel,
Form: Free verse
Perhaps the earliest lesson we absorb inside our mother’s womb as we’re waiting to be born…
is how there’s magic in the water keeping us secure and fed and warm.
It’s a lesson that continues from the moment of our birth:
How there is magic in the waters that flow across the Earth.
There is magic in the water that showers us from above
keeping everyone and everything alive…
for without the water from the rain we humans couldn’t survive.
There is magic where our tears of joy originate and our tears of sadness flow….
Magic in the water of our eyes…
Supplying us with tears…anytime we need to cry
There is magic in how each drop of water understand it’s value…it’s own worth
each knowing with time and patience…and when joined by other drops of water…
it can change the landscape of the Earth.
There is magic in how a misty rain, an ocean, a river or a stream
can soothe us when we’re troubled…and encourage us to dream.
So…if there’s magic in the water that surround us…
wouldn’t this also be true:
Since each of us is 60% water…
there must be magic in us…too.
Categories:
originate, water,
Form: Rhyme
Quote by
Robert Charles Darwin
SPECIES originate to evolute
and RUNNING ON till environ permits,
struggling with obstacles going to pollute.
Trial for BETTERMENT: Process commits.
Unplanned blind project, Nature to submit
WITH CONTINUED CHANGES and mutation.
TRYING ADAPTATION on confrontation.
Life ends in Death and species to extinct.
Survival of fittest is conclusion.
New species appear AS Nature's INSTINCT.
01/30/22
' Keola Secret KA - CHING Contest by William Kekaula
Categories:
originate, appreciation, nature,
Form: Dizain
A mystery
Life is a mystery, but how many questions are there, and who understands?
Nobody, nobody, nobody
But, yes, I understand.
Every mystery is a question
A mystery, a tangle of mysteries
Question, question, the undiscoverability of the unknown
But what is the homeland of mystery? Where does it originate?
What is the unknown home, and where does it come from?
This question is a mystery of cause and effect, to a relevant degree.
The cause of the mystery is its own hidden subject.
But still, the reason for its origin remains unknown.
A mystery
Categories:
originate, life,
Form: Free verse
INEXPLICABLE
Brain
Thinking
New ideas
Cogitating
Try to discover
If emotions are real
Where do they originate
It’s a rush of blood to the head
Caused by something that few understand
It starts with each pulsing beat of the heart
All the senses can play their part
Tightly tuned for translation
It’s all about feelings
Of every colour
Like fire or ice
Hot or cold
Passion
Rules
Categories:
originate, emotions,
Form: Nonet
Scythe
On two, only you
And the extravaganza
Part implore, wicked lore
Every color, to originate
Or is it designation
Peach to the rot, keys to the lot
Untying celestial guesses
In the mark of motion horror
Some vein in the bull of lurch
To a mother in the insect sky
Warrant to the chains
Such one the pot to the island of a rib
And met the bearing of scorn
Who is magistrate of pointed skill
Dreams calling to the rise of bones
And corners are hardest to clean
Categories:
originate, dark, death, horror,
Form: Alexandrine
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