A daylight will stay with us from on high
And mailings will be reviewed when I sigh
Among bleeding cacti within the fence
After we are engaged in a pretence
Here I, reversal permeability
Reduced to wearing only this vittae
Categories:
permeability, anniversary, anxiety, appreciation, culture,
Form: Classicism
Autumn recites poetry to the manless meadow.
Switch off the light for the morning sun to bestow.
Nevermore will I impanel to greet this location.
Of greed-stricken brains and utter humiliation.
A few sips of soft drink into outer space.
To submerge the truth of the matter, for instance.
Is emphatically my strategy of permeability.
Somehow in this suffocating world fantasy.
My heart is a flower that has yet to bloom.
With frigid north winds and dreary fall gloom.
The picky masses crammed into rushing cars.
The same auld roads, the same auld traffic scars.
Exploring the changing hues of the leaves in the fall.
Broken pieces of golden light and low cloud squall.
Smells akin to a campfire on an autumn night.
The land is lit by an oak tree sunbeams light.
Categories:
permeability, analogy, autumn, beautiful, clothes,
Form: Rhyme
“LIKE A MADMAN THINKS HE'S GOD, WE THINK WE'RE MORTAL”. Delaland, Speech on Shadows
Transparency is the key to the social harmony. Transparent people pass through each other like light through water. No one blocks out the sunshine, no one bars the way, no one stands in line in front of the other. The content of pockets, stomachs and minds are all in plain view. Mutual permeability, politeness, indifference. The see through popeyed souls, as sleepy as fish in an aquarium, come alive only at the sight of you, poet. You're opaque and therefore dangerous. You're a poet and therefore guilty. Alas, there is nothing more impenetrable than the walls in a transparent prison. But soon, from the height of your scaffold, you will see the world as opaque as you that awaits you on the other side of life.
get him grab his legs
hold him down I'll chop it off…
where'd you go poet
Dedicated to Cincinnatus C., the protagonist of the novel "Invitation to a Beheading" by Vladimir Nabokov
21.11.2019
Opaque Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anthony Slausin
Categories:
permeability, death, life, poets,
Form: Haibun
Like a female power
plays a vital role
in many religions
it equates the rain
and the sea or ocean
It governs the moon
and the mysteries
stands for creation
and ruination
it changes everything
Quite a requisite
to invigorate
our body and soul
and the pros and cons
in this element
Is between hydration
and precipitation
that takes the stance on
either crystallization
or permeability
Note: A pentastich poem
that has 5 lines with free form
or blank verse (not available here in
PoetrySoup)
Date created
April 9, 2016
Contest finalized
April 17, 2016
Categories:
permeability, water,
Form: Free verse
Oh death your sting will plea
rejoice cancerous vile flesh.
And scab bandages the angel's plea.
of bliss to rest from arrogant men.
Mode I do abhor the card
casting of my flesh moray.
Lipstick stains and gill vanguard
tears swift by tram alleyway.
My memories the broadsword
thing left to hold me to thane.
Womb called life resale abhorred
permeability train.
Headed in the quest of
finality.
Categories:
permeability, introspection,
Form: Free verse