Start from the middle, if you got a speech
Save our time from garrulous beginning
Mind that converted you don't have to preach
Express in short your point, let loose your feeling
Preambles wouldn’t work, and please avoid
Edification stunts and quotes that lead nowhere
Don’t play the wise, we know you’re unemployed
Go straight to essence if you have to share
Some takes on now reality, sweet past
Or threatening future, go ahead you lonely man
I long to hear if this madness would not last
Drop down on my plate your cunning plan.
Categories:
preambles, mystery,
Form: Rhyme
We can them assemble,
For they still resemble.
It won't things dissemble
Nor the whole world crumble
Nor Men cause to amble...
They won't burn like bramble
From moves to assemble:
While others Adamic,
Both also Abrahamic:
Not one part Semites,
And the other Hamites...
Sure,some voice would grumble,
"A Meant Bull!" mumble:
Risks of death's preambles,
For Union a shambles...
Arabs and Zionists:
Their least loved unionist...
Categories:
preambles, analogy, conflict, love, race,
Form: Rhyme
Energy neither is or isn't.
Yet we rarely seek its answer.
Thoughts washed against tide;
dirty minds come clean.
We're free as mist
but sink as cement
contemplating
the back and forth
of God's word
and the formulation
of our will.
So many similarities
between spirituality
and religious preambles
We never constitute
deeper meanings
like black skin mingled
with white friends.
It's amazing
how scared we are
for love to touch.
We say so much
when it's never enough.
Going back in time
urging our stunted selves
to grow up but remain
so infantile now.
Sometimes I wish
change was as simple as
fulfilling what if's.
More than caramel
textured kisses
rendered at reveille.
Or moon siphoning
melanin from our
psychedelic entanglements
You and I combined
with shades of grey
because with you
So many colors
compliment your
spectacular array.
I've thought about this
for as long as I can remember.
The only answer
I've come to accept is,
nothing is ever as simple
as seeing you smile.
The slightest curvature of your lips
has my soul
mouthing "wow"
Categories:
preambles, best friend, feelings,
Form: Free verse
Titian hue in clouds
Preambles a chilly dawn
Weaving a new day
Categories:
preambles, sky,
Form: Tanka
Its a toe in the water,
its a trigger to start,
but its never the past as we can all be alike our hi-speed-art,
it's a reason to gloat,
like seasonal boast-
but it will never code,
honestly its just our doe.
Note that later in the year is your caustic example,
note that your remarks hash tag your preambles,
but I am not sinner in the clear,
but I have two goddamn ears,
you have an allegory of toss-ups for the gamble,
but no precepts.
Categories:
preambles, anti bullying, art, aubade,
Form: Alliteration
Images for everything,
Signs with ripe symbols,
Visuals about anything,
With no long preambles.
Instant recognition,
Vital shapes in miniature,
Evoking that retention,
By a certain curvature.
My feelings emphasised,
My thoughts are taken,
They’re compartmentalised,
So that i do awaken.
Holographs like hieroglyphics,
Emphasise what’s said,
With prominent specifics,
That make a fine bed.
My holographic cactus,
Let my feelings out,
To talk about apparatus,
Jaggy, sharp, and with clout.
Categories:
preambles, art, emotions, feelings, image,
Form: Quatrain
~~~
Soft graceful effortless magnificence
From sweeping preambles omnipresence
O’er marine moistening proclamations
Tides flowing distanced admirations
Warm simple potency unprotected
Leads ancient seafarers disconcerted
To destine improvements phenomenon
Place complete peacefulness comprehension
~~~
©2014 by Regina Riddle
THE LIGHTHOUSE - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: nette onclaud
September 23, 2014
Categories:
preambles, muse,
Form: Verse
No pain might be as bad as
yours;
But
in the end only one you can
trust;
The
only one always there for
us;
In
times of trials n times of
fuss;
He is There through our
highs nd lows;
And extra blessing he gives
to all
that follows;
Because of him i'm alife to
make these flows;
Knowing that he
protects me from all my
foes;
If You
still don't know who he is;
Then your thinking must
have seized;
Enough of the enlightening
preambles;
The one and only God
he is;
Categories:
preambles, christian
Form: I do not know?
Elevator Man
A wrinkled hand
rotates Time's worn handle of half circles
giving arrest to past rides awakened
Up and down
listening
hearing
never forgetting
Watch your step
Ornate iron confinement
charming for youth
insulation for some
sentencing for others
Cables retch echoing secrets within
sliding metal dregs past elevated remembrances
among whispered conspiracies
softly spoken nothings
muffled weeping
all preambles shadowed
in corners of illusive passage
Momentary respite
gradually gives way to silent whimpers of fear
as passengers await floor-stops
fortune
reward
love
penthouse dreams
Elevator man's eyes rise
Arcing brass arrow above
waves Wisdom's index finger
past invisible floor thirteen
allowing today's filigree of delusions to remain patient...
for the moment
Categories:
preambles, philosophy,
Form: Free verse