I saw my doting mom, approach
with a plate of vomit and fried cockroach,
saying, "Eat this with buzzard dong,
and you'll grow up to be big and strong.
Eat your spam parmesan, a la mode
and salamander nematode,
your casserole of braised rat butts,
sprinkled lightly with scrambled guts.
Tell me - would you be predisposed
if it were slightly decomposed?
How about some lukewarm carrion?"
That's why I'm a vegetarian.
Every time I disclose
My hearts predisposed
To the hurt that enfolds
Directing my heart to redisclose
All my emotions then re-implode
Leading me to finally explode
I know I've been like this before
Feeling, behaving, and releasing my minds whole
Yet I know this wasn’t my initial goal
To let the world take a peak of my soul
Although here I am still standing as a mold
For the next generation to reach their true goal
So those hearts can connect as one deep haul
Encompassing each and every person’s virtues and entailing’s folds
It’s not for me to distinguish this
The devils kiss makes me think I’m faking it
Id rather be in prison than be killed for this
Instead of being a woman and taking it.
The Selfish Egos of War Poetry Contest
Craig Cornish
It's a normal day in LA's Westside.
Shots fired. Another homicide.
Police, EMTs, and coroners predisposed
to the front lines of the disposed.
A shower of bullets, another blood bath,
yellow-taped, chalked outlines mar the public's path.
It's a war out there, the games are in overtime,
and sudden death is just a passing crime.
Drug Lords crawling out from the gutter
in search of their bread and butter,
driving a low-riding Mercedes,
carrying 14-year-olds dressed up as ladies,
peddling their crack,
and shooting turf invaders in their back.
Homies' power trip lights the dark side of the city,
without any regard for life or showing any pity.
The crib's manifestation, filled with a rat's infestation,
where egos fly to the nests of damnation.
Are you qualified
to comment
Are you predisposed
to care
Can your envy
make it better
When you rip
and then you tear
Sleeping
with the devil
The critic
stirs his pot
Trying to recook
the stew
With all the things
— he’s not
(Dreamsleep: November, 2025)
We’re here again. They did it with Horst Wessel.
Sometimes it’s best to say, ‘he was a jerk’,
and leave it there. But no, they want a vessel
(forget the human). For the thing to work,
they must invent a grievance that will nestle
in chests already harbouring the quirk.
The predisposed will rise gain to wrestle,
instead of simply burying Charlie Kirk.
No pease porridge for me if you please
neither hot nor cold
especially not if what's in the pot
is nine days old
for when in Parma Palermo or Pisa
(no pottage slop)
I'm predisposed and have the propensity
to pour a potent potable
(pink plonk)
and prefer to partake of a piece of pepperoni pizza
with pancetta pomodoro peperoncini
porcini plus a peck of pecorino on the top
even the penchant for a piccante prosciutto panini
or pass me a plate of penne puttanesca
with the proclivity for a platter of pinoli pesto
possibly pasta with parmesan
and I'm pleased to wine and dine al fresco
What's the big deal
Why do we always have to be serious
Or well adjusted and stuff like that
That's no freaking fun
Why can't we run amok through the streets naked
Tossing flowers to bystanders
Bizarre as that may seem
Life is to be lived to the fullest and enjoyed
The kookier the outlook, the better
If you delve deep enough
You can find humour in almost every situation
However, you must be predisposed to it
To recognize it
In other words, you must be a bit twisted
My motto... “Why be serious!”
Ain't nothing wrong with being twisted
Just as sleep bested my eyes -
There came a looming presence -
Strange and full of mysteries -
That alit upon my rest.
There wasn't a familiar word
Sufficient for such trespass
So silence was the measure
For my unexpected guest.
Time was also dissolved;
Every thought - every breath
Was confounded by a love
I scarcely struggled against
But the hour was growing late
So He flew off to find a heart
More predisposed and awake
And gave me over to the dark.
Florid banshees recoiled, neck and hankering sneer.
A succinctly exuberant suggestion when selective.
Came on, fell flat with laconic ornamentation.
A miniature jaunt, interment; glove comparted.
Pin-striped foxtails attuned tune maddening clairvoyants.
Precisely predisposed, wine-flavored latten tobaccos.
A wooden-tipped juxtaposition, stilling waisted.
Bygone midge nonguarded, slunk olive drabbing on bayou.
Thicken handkerchief lightly dabbing brow.
Darkness entrapment, fiat practice gymnastics.
Money management, coinage magnet, honored in mathematics.
Backflipping,
Backtracking,
Backpacking.
Super-Soaker moisture, quickie; quickly, socks on prickly.
Sloped incline, inside Mount Saint Helens' Slip 'n Slide.
I don’t sense that God keeps score --
my guess, believing He already
has enough pollsters and priests for that,
man’s predisposed world of numbers and
profitable confessions,
ballot slips and extra altar sips,
less Jung and more Freudian
myself reasoning that, Lover and
Judge are not compatible, the best
leaving their robes at the courthouse,
their own dwellings Duty Free
For sure, by now, have learned my ideas
often not mainstream, avoiding prescribed
social templates, ducking Bibles, my heart and head
a record of lumps
attempting to understand and follow Christ
not always a Sunday picnic, the devil in
the weather, and “keep off the grass” --
What's the big deal
Why do we always have to be serious
Or well adjusted or stuff like that
That's no freaking fun
Why can't we run amok through the streets
Tossing flowers to bystanders
Bizarre as that may seem
Life is to be lived to the fullest and enjoyed
The kookier the outlook the better
If you delve deep enough
You can find humour in almost every situation
However you must be predisposed
To recognize it
In other words you must be a bit twisted
My motto... “Why be serious!”
Ain't nothing wrong with being twisted
predisposed political parlays predict poised patterns policing
protective presents pontificating perseverant predatory
persuasive promotions promulgating persistent
proselytizing prostitutional
pademic poisonous
pragmatics
HAPPENINGS
impressions of experience
& reputation
so obvious
intense&
predisposed
to deception
this
malign attention
of thought
an apathy
seldom professed
a
passion
supposed
by
influence
&prejudice
precocious
creating a
febrile tumult
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
As the paradigm of evolution down the line
formulates a set of human values of intent,
the survival instinct, an axiomatic need,
gets woven in the fabric of consciousness.
The seeds of empathy embedded in the mind
germinates and grows as sapling of humane traits.
The buds of beliefs blossom to adorn
the structured societal norm of harmony.
But the mist of intolerance of the complex times,
clouds the modern man’s jaundiced eye,
altruistic intents are shrouded by pall of prejudice,
fabricating a biased and motivated value system.
In the abyss of narrow ethical perception
alienated lives wander in the secluded alley.
For them to find oneness of soul under the divine sky,
it’s time to clear the predisposed colored vision.
June 23, 2021
Contest : Jaundiced Eye
Sponsor : Unseeking Seeker
Primed with tenacity
Predisposed to worry
Performed at a brisk speed
Persistent character
Promotes new ideas
Perserves one's energy
Precures one's future goal
04.08.2021
Sponsor Kim Merryman
Contest Pleiades P Poetry Contest
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