A gaze so tender,
Even from afar so amber,
Heart jumping in aflutter,
How can a person so much render,
In perfect voice and eyes so wanting,
Taking my time to grace this occasion,
Extending my hands in persuasion,
Allow me this invasion,
I am willing to be indicted
Of this love accusation.
© Written Whispers
Bonjour mon amour
This is a peppermint persuasion
Occasion excellent ecstasy
Audacious illustrious elation
Spicy nicely give me more sweet
Freshly impress me please
Eroticlly stress me squeeze undress
Me by all means finesse me with
Your peppermint air with your
Blessed breath come into my
Atmosphere let me experience you
Peppermintly breathe release the
Best of you on me. If I touch you
Will you touch me too? Stroke me
With your tenderness delicately
Oohoo the escalation increases my
Need I beg you more, please!
Am I your peppermint pleasantry?
At least I am your exotic or neurotic
Eroticist peppermint dream. Your
Sweet fresh Salacious breath with
Your specialty in your flavorful
Feverishly fantasy peppermintly
Ecstasy extra peppermint permitted
Favorable fixation Flagrantly
Fanatical fantastic vision with this,
I say, Good night my heart. I will have
A peppermint patty dream of you
In my night ALWAYS AND FOREVER
IN MY SIGHT. Mon amour ma Belle.
Mon amour.
A dressing-down's full of hauteur
Persuasion comes not easily
Instead of rebuke, employ kinder reproof
a velvet hammer, wield congenially
problematic
persuasions
pragmatic
paid patrons
pharisees
put upons
power-ese
pros versus cons
one political persuasion
is discerned easily
when those pragmatic lies
purr like a pharisee.
do ends justify means?
perks hide from public eyes.
after months behind screens,
one feels he’s just been put-upon.
September 5, 2022
Charlie New Ku Poetry Contest
Charles Messina
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This is a new and different form of haiku that I came up with. A rhyming haiku with two stanzas. The first has a syllable count of 4,3,3,3,3,3,3,4 and the second has a syllable count of 8,6,6,6,6,6,6,8. Each stanza must also have a rhyming pattern. ...Charlie
/Delete reality/
\Define meaning\
Numbers
Dance in my head
1 2 3 2 1
Repeating
Echoing
WHERE /3\ AM I?
An oddity
Pasted on my desktop
A dead icon
Leading nowhere
(1990)(2010)(2020)
/3\0
I'm turning
Into an irrational number
-SPEAK TO ME-
\What does something mean?\
/What does anything mean?/
3THREE3THREE3THREE
1 and 1
2 and 2
But 3
Is me
And only
Me
Melancholy melodies
Disguised as fragmented equations
Peace + Chaos = Me
ONETWOTHREETWOONE
-Deleted-
The sum of my thoughts
Divided
Is still 0
ERROR! ERROR! ERROR!
HARD DRIVE SPACE RUNNING LOW
I'll simply create space
By defragging my memory
FILE, FILE, FILE
&$%#!?
-Line Censored-
Very nice
Very evil
1 2 (3-3) 2 1
1 2 2 1
My spiritual vulnerability
to feel persuaded
and powers to persuade
emerge curiously informed
by Others speaking suggestions
and my own inside power digestions
not yet said out loud,
uproarious
Yet co-arising
from life's multi-generational crowd
EarthDay choir
cyber cloud
singing and dancing every day
for Earth's integral potential,
sacramental organic health
reproducing GREEN capitalized wealth,
fabulously non fatuous
inside
as outside
nuturingly nutritious
above
as below
delightfully delicious
Suggestions that land
sync
resonate
with percussive persuasion,
efficiently efficacious.
Like
"Maybe you need appreciation
for who you are
already?"
non vindictively victorious
Maybe I want
more integrity,
synergy,
positive neurosystemic
organic
healthy
sacred holonic energy?
non glamorously glorious.
one more occasion
had been a big invasion
with much persuasion
Palm trees in silhouette, deep purple sunset
tickle the moon of an indigo sky
Whispers of love seem to float on a pillow
made by the clouds as they’re waving goodbye
Birds of the night in their island persuasion
hint of a tune that we knew long ago
Sand dunes that temper the mist of the ocean
cradle our evening as I love you so
When you and I are alone with the stars
time can stand still, may this night never end
Something keeps calling, I don’t want to answer
rather, I’ll stay and let sleep by my friend
Yawning, I wake to the promise of coffee
only a dream was my island with you
Then as you lean in to kiss me good morning
I know that all of my dreams have come true
Soft, warm, and sweet, pleasing to the eye and touch!
All the physical things that this man needs and desires..,
It seems cruel that by divine order a man is limited
to only one..,
I don't want to appear acting pertinaciously.
Just let me know that you have noticed me.
It seems so difficult to get your attention.
The present time looks like a great situation.
Worth its weight in gold is this occasion.
Yes, you are somebody I want to have near.
However, the message I'm sending doesn't seem clear.
I'm only using a little gentle persuasion
Quantum persuasion
We don't seem to be able to let go
of our grasp on objectivity and
our persistent assumption of the
objective as independent reality..
Even so..the mind has imposed itself
with quantum puzzles which seem
to proclaim the subjective nature
of reality..
Placing Consciousness first and primary
requires a leap by the logical mind..
This leap awaits a consultation of
our experience to discover that
our assumed linear history very soon
must be transformed...!
Time moves
Each groove
Know then
Just when
Each day
Fields play
See zest
Fill quest
Love well
Life tells
Joy seeks
Pulse meek
Truth knows
Acts flow
All things
Now fling
Time hurls
Fond twirls
Space fills
Bold thrills
Pulse here
Knows cheer
Be true
To you
Leon Enriquez
04 April 2916
Singapore
By grace I have been saved,
through faith, not of myself,
but by this precisious gift of God.
This faith came from hearing ,
hearing the word of God,Jesus
who manifested Himself to me.
I know whom I have believed and
was persuaded when He knocked,
I heard His voice,He came in and
now and always I am in Christ.
you may hear me recite my PS anthology on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro..
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brainwash
verbal barrage
twisted lies become truth
transformation of thought patterns
control
Like quicksand under the ocean waves,
you can break and fall away,
this landslide so undisturbed,
for the life force of my brightly smile.
All of life is in the palm of your hands,
but you wouldn't have to see that,
to believe that.
So Farewell to the skies and the rolling of the waves,
like all things in life, the beauty of a sunset fades,
but not all things always return.
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