There once was a man named Tony
his stories were a bunch of baloney,
though he seemed quite sincere
yet a bit cavalier
because his stories changed every year.
Well funny as this may sound
Tony's friends all gathered round,
for his stories when told
were outrages and bold
quite funny was Tony's baloney!
Said I know the guy
who hacked your
account.
The one who put
those things card.
He found out who
and what, and how
He hacked your account.
Said carry this heavy load.
He put outrages tampering
On your account.
Using the critia he been
Taught.
Ordered toys and naughty
Thangs.
Said you bought
"The wind is the pounding of my heart."
O heart just blow! Do not pound like a hungry hound!
Be breeze! Do not turn into wind and roughly bound!
When you're gentle, you're soothing and caressing bride,
Beauty-concentrated; blemish less; with no pride!
You're strong; beating too fast; Flip-flopping! Venturing;
Within, yet, placid breeze endlessly pestering;
Nature is the doctor, who can cure your illness.
She grants you implicit and explicit stillness...!
God has his vital plans. Who am I to resist?
Betwixt breeze and wind, what, exactly, is the tryst?
Before apathy sets in and rough outrages creep,
Shall we sow virtues and, for ever, blessings reap...?
"As yet, the wind is an untamed and unharnessed force"
13 August 2022
Let Your Muse Be Inspired - R Form Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Spoil of the outrages suffered,
naked the body,
full soul...
The brands were
makeup,
wounds healed...
I'm fit with my hot face,
natural blush of the anticipation of enjoyment,...
Your sweet look is all I notice...
From my body an expression of desire
from my mouth tender words...
I'm ready for love,
I just desire to love...
love you my love...!
Je vous prie, Viens!
Haphazardly,
Infinity and affinity mingled,
In an asymmetry imbalance.
A dishevelled universe,
Grew and shrank as fire devoured,
Yet ice sustained.
Outrages currents swirled,
Straightened, dispersed, and garnered,
Dissipated into nothing,
Only to surge again and again and again.
Until a soft soothing spirit unfurled itself,
Protracting into every nook,
Fire and ice detached their selves
Into their proper assumed place,
Light and darkness found their proper place.
How harmonious was creation now!
The gunfire rages
through the cracks
of neighborhood cages
as every fetid tenement ages
and voodoo economics suppress wages
of waitresses, cabbies and sages...
while the slick-shoe alderman engages
in taxing your turnip-blood in stages
and blue-jeaned billionaires decry outrages
of clothes-hanger abortions back-stages
and gang-banger rampages --
as this feckless dog-and-pony upstages
detonated death's tick-tock gauges
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Opulent water of ocean
Wonderful wide sea extension
deserving deep veneration.
Glistening in light bluish green
Luster in Aqua Marine.
Splendid soft foam seeming serene.
Turbulent waves thrashing on shore
throwing clams and snails in galore.
Unknown vast zone how to explore?
Holding immense treasure careless.
Carrying crazy creatures countless.
Amazing striking marvels boundless
On seabed stay mountains ridges
Any time volcano outrages
Burst of tsunami avenges.
Innocent icebergs nice to see
hiding nine times length under sea
For vessels stand silent scary.
Grandiose stunning stupendous
Zestful dynamic gorgeous
Exquisite vibrant glorious.
Ingenious inspiration
My tribute to sublime ocean
My homage and acclamation.
WHAT IS LOVE
Emotive urge surges and diverges
to snatch or leave, to grasp or sacrifice.
Kindness kindles or anger outrages.
Love is the finest feeling super nice.
Blessed love showers from parent to child.
Love between siblings and friends on free flow.
Love for Nature or for Truth is not mild.
Romance flames, blazes on amorous glow.
When gust of love hits two passionate souls,
on wings of daring dreamy deep desire,
both soar high playing lovely model roles.
Mutual respect saves love not to expire.
Human emotion holds strongest instinct:
‘Unconditional love not to extinct.’
03/03/19
Third Place
'What Is Love' Contest by Silent One.
Those who live in fear fear to live
Wonders and joys in a world so big
A helping hand can touch a heart
A simple hello makes a friendship start
Happy fool, happy fool
people mock you so
Happy fool, happy fool
they want you to go
Silly it is that a smile is contagious
A joyful soul can calm outrages
Those easily offended like being offended
Rules are straight but happiness is bended
Do what you love and you will love what you do
Remember the Lord and He won't forget you
Happy fool, happy fool
people mock you so
Happy fool, happy fool
they want you to go
Silly it is that a smile is contagious
A joyful soul can calm outrages
The quest for success can leave you blind
Falling two steps from the one you climb
Friends and family can cushion the fall
Perseverance guided by faith trumps all
You can right a wrong but you can't wrong a right
The darkest night yeilds to the morning bright
Failure is not your destination but a stop to rest
It is only a stepping stone on the path to success
In life be good and be true
and you will become a happy fool too
I listen to the Leftists
I listen to the Rightists
They are not among the brightest.
The Leftists want a $15 minimum wage, a guaranteed job
For every wage-earner in the US, be he gentleman or slob.
They want free health insurance, free college tuition
They haven't the slightest economic intuition.
With all that guaranteed government stuff
Mr. and Mrs. Taxpayer will have it exceedingly rough.
Though the federal tax form itself will be razor-thin:
How much do you make? -- Send it all in!
Of course, those on the Right are not a whit better
When it comes to the President's outrages, they're aides and abettors
His insults, his outright lies, they dismiss as 'inconsequential'--
As long as stock and bond market gains remain monumental
After much consideration and not inconsiderable thought
I've reached a conclusion, one that's dearly bought:
A Pox on the Left and a Pox on the Right --
I'll not purchase a house; I'll not be a renter
I'll just pitch my tent smack dab in the Center
May 03 2018
We walk around faceless, nameless
doing whatever we want, shameless.
Nothing ever changes
140 characters to spark outrages
Can’t flip pages online
but we can sure as hell
act like we’re “trying”
to make the world a little less colder
but everyone’s judging
over one another’s shoulders
Boast and repost
everyone’s at each other’s throats
but who really cares the most?
We’re all behind screens
nobody knows what anyone means
relationships bursting at seams
families torn apart.
Is the best interest
really in our heart of hearts?
Keyboards fueling fires
that didn’t need to burn
when the **** will we learn
to let it all be
and be the best version
of ourselves the world really needs?
He came from a far,
Bearing gifts in a jar,
Presumably with good news,
Little child could only muse,
For all the preparations wrought,
Little child knows not,
Only the guardian relishes,
Meeting with strangers,
Little child gets carried away,
With rage he tries to sway,
Guardian ooh guardian,
But an agreement was already done,
Little child stares at sky blues,
Letting go of reminiscent hues,
And in uncontrollable tears,
Lost deep in despair depths,
Rage outrages itself therein,
Love slowly creeps in,
Little child soundly sleeps,
Comfort envisages in the open arms,
As the night grew short,
Nearer to the destination they got,
His life had just begun,
Witnessed by the rising of the sun.
Couple
Couple staying on brawling love
In gay grim or depressed charm
As quarreling crows or cooing doves
Unwilling obsession on definite wobbling.
Quiet loud sounds heart beat
Fast slow runs odd even feeling.
Ignored resistance on temptation
Hot iced passion about to ooze
tending peaceful calm devastation.
Cold soul ready to ignite fire
on incredibly believable
dull disinterested desire.
He feels love: She loves to feel
Blunt emotion keen in motion
Deal on love or love to deal.
Carefully careless couple camouflages
Bright smoke! Open secret or sure prediction!
Under ash- covered blaze quite cool love outrages.
08/18/16
'All Yours' Contest by Brian Strand
Doesn't matter if I'm crushing my mind
As long as he'll come that matters most
The sun outrages and kills me in the deep
But that is fine as long he keeps his promise
There at the road where there's a lot of turns
As rain comes down, I see his face
I know I am safe because he's right there with me
This is something more than I ever expected
Eyes are smiling while we walk in our home
Shower ourselves with love in my room
Hope tomorrow will not come for both of us
I'll seize the moment while I still have his arms
I don't care if this takes me to craziness
Know he'll catch me if I'm falling apart
The greatest challenge is to stick with the plan
I believe in love in that accords to His plan
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