Mutual reinforcement of illusion
and expectation.
House of Livia
filled in by our imagination.
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Lines disconnected from teachings
on Art, Poetry at random.
What did you muse to be their origination?
Perhaps that’ll take you somewhere.
Is he a Poofter?
I was reading “An American Tragedy” by Theodore Dreiser
reading slowly because the writer proceeded slowly in his writing
It was eleven at night; I was going to bed when I had finished a chapter;
when there was a knock on my cabin door, the deckhand
stood there looking shy; I asked him what he wanted, and apparently
he had run out of cigarettes; I didn’t believe him and asked who had sent him;
he didn’t answer but hurriedly left
It appeared the former chief steward was gay, now the boy was sent up
by the crew to see if I was gay too
A cargo ship is a cosmos of gossip and pornographic magazines
when there was a perfect library with books changed by a welfare origination
the literature was of a high standard, this was an effort to educate and brighten
the mind of seamen
Alas, I was not social, sitting in mess halls playing cards and telling risqué jokes,
spent my free time in my cabin surrounded by books and dreams of a better life.
A better life came when illness ended my career and
I was free to find my own way in life.
Basking in emptiness
reality takes a back seat
dream flight discarnates
dependent origination
karmic kisses enclosed
(Title--term used by ancients to describe
negative karmic patterns passing from body
to body, plaguing one's earthly psyche.)
Ascend away
with me
my
warrior goddess
I’ll show you
the birth of
stars
we can
reminisce
ruminate
become
our remembrances.
Cohere to me
we will
dissipate into
the core of
that great tempest
creation’s advent
behold!
Escape with me
to the myriad
cosmos
of our beginning
our inception
our origination
when universes
swallowed
primeval worlds.
I entreat you
place the ageless
nectar of
worlds on your
hungry lips
quench
satisfy
assuage
the need.
Let us
fill ourselves
with galaxies
and stars
and dimensions
of mighty
invincible realms.
Ascend away
with me
my
warrior goddess
to the glorious
nascence of
our wonderment
where first our
unity was
prophesied
portended
wrought.
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Acrostic Rhyme One Word
Another
Calibrating
Reinventing
Origination
Situation
Temptation
Intoxicating
Collaboration
Renewing
Hesitations
Yelling
Misspelling
Education
Onto
New
Exportation's
Writing
Original
Rhyming
Design
"LOL"
Blackened universe
sprinkled with centuries
alight in resplendent diamonds
veiled celestial archway
dancing against the velvet darkness
an endless sea of origination
a luminous heaven
vast in unknown desires
deep exhalation in the abyss
skies blanketed in wisdom
arrested beauty in light
I intone, in reverence
A man laid before you a pen and a papyrus sheet,
Speak your mind,
Is there any fire without heat?
What about door without side?
Segmented to the heathens,....Immoral,
Creatures rebukes the existence of the creator,
Aristotle drawing origination of man,
Ape as miniature,genius and species as repremand,
Stream to the experimentation,
Diluting cube of sugar in blood,
Anophele mosquitoes in combat,
Yearning for comfort,entwined with desertification and compact ,
What men sort for is always achieved by someone of dead age,
Sadness in my heart rage,
Impacting wisdom to my brain,
Prayer assigned for someone to kick a bucket,
Numbered days to gain,
Soon will sublime with dust in six feet hidden casket,
Trusted in our parental figure,
Never speak on second chance for our favour...
A basket carrying crates of egg,
Five unfilled baskets beside a bed,
Hurricanes smashing thousand folds of gnats,
Parasites still breaking wall,
Working without facts,
Thus what men draw,
Heart of men full of madness,
In my room,miles men stress,
...
We are what we've been denied
We are what we've been holding inside
We are the kinky, curly, course root
the vein for all that is possible
and grows into a beautiful black afro
we are the ethnicity of humanity's truth
sons of slave owner's midnight excursions
Told we were birthed with perversions
Our course skewed. It would take 400 yrs for our rights to be queued
A little while longer for our fury to be quelled. Misconceptions and misrepresentations requited to find the exact science why we are the superior man.
And I still I look at myself and wonder why they will never understand-I was the origination of God's plan.
The blueprint of the Master's plan
Haiku of Nature
By Franklin Price
02/02/2016
Haiku of nature
Haiku origination
Flora and fauna
God You have a freaking humor
Why do I do the thing that I do
if it wasn't coming from you?
Why God?
Why do you let me do all those things?
You know I could fall and hurt myself
But you'd pick me up
I could start a fire and burn myself
But you would put it off
I can do a lot of things
But if it wasn't for you
I don't think I can do it
So here hear God
I am not responsible for anything I said and do
You set them all up
I just walk in
So if things turn out bad
Know that you want it
If things turn out to be lousy
Know that you have it
If things turn out to be funny
Then I get all the credits
NOT
Then I blame it on you
You You You
Okay - now what do You want to say?
"Get back to the program"
Ok, Chief
Beauty's origination.
An African proclamation.
proverbs, wise words
A Mayou Angelou
poem unheard
You're the recurrence
of sweet dreams
that fall from heaven
and form chocolate streams.
Light after night
as autumn takes flight
Your silence I want to know
your moans I want to hone
With you, I can grow
molding my soul
like Demi Moore in Ghost.
Touch my body like pottery
move my spirit poetically
I have a love I want to show you
a tale to pen for you
It's sexy how you're reading me
Accepting soft eruptions
with no interruptions.
Come talk to me
as I bathe in your
vanilla rain.
Whisperings that linger
long after midnight.
Love by moonlight.
Indestructible you
Endowed provocateur of origination
Forger of paths unknown
Awaken
Yesterday was an option
Today a decision
Tomorrow will come
Eventually
Head high
Shoulders up
Walk
Fear is perception
Defeat is an illusion
Perverse as it is
Fills a void
To incentivize the outcome of glory
For as long as you walk
Deceiving external predictors, you prosper
Enticing hate and curiosity
From your resistance to fall prey to darkness
If perhaps you stumble
Along the way
No worries
That is the way
Only in the dream that is like sleep
When time has taken the measure of live things
By stark origination
Is mankind redeemed
Only in the melancholy of the music
Of the midnight within the blood
Comes the fulfillment
After faring years
Only in the balance of dark tenderness
When everything is seen in its purity
Do we penetrate
The myth of mankind
Only in the mastery of love
Is anything known of the world
Death put aside
With pure intent
Only in the long wastes of loss
Comes the mystical touch on the brow
That triumph grow
Insatiable, again
There’s a little yellow star on the edge of the Milky Way.
Our strongest telescopes were able to find it the other day.
We are receiving a radio signal from far away.
Dr. Zort has made a brilliant determination.
He has pinpointed the source of the signal’s origination.
It comes from one of the eight planets that orbit the star.
Because of the great distance, the signal travels far.
We thought we heard a female voice singing “You’re gonna hear me roar”.
There was some static interference. We didn’t hear much more.
What do you make of it? Does that message make sense?
We must conclude that life on that planet lacks intelligence.
I dig through sentiments
Carry myself broadly
Have wide eyes to change the world
My brown eyed girl
Blessing in disguise
With what love you surprise
At the site of origination
New Humanity dawning
Giving over to itself
What it needs
Unbounded
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