PALMER EKPHRASIS
the Shoreham
garden
scent
of
blossom fills
a white
blaze of spring
in
a profusion of clouds
an extravaganza
of stylised
enigma
proliferates
before
the eye
&
stays
imprinted
Inspired by Samuel Palmer’s in
A Shoreham Garden 1827
When people know you lack their ego
They assimilate in dens of evil
Sanctified swine proliferates
Condescending it pontificates
Assuming you're not with a friend
That leads you to what never ends
That's when they know the gig is up
The Jesuits will call your bluff
Was proved upon the shores of yonder
Escaping from the iron fist of plenty
It may seem like I said too much
Though freedoms ring can never be snuffed
You'll see it in the eyes of few
And if you listen you'll gain the truth
Atrocities committed on mankind
Have happened since there has been time
And so you must repent and sing
The song of love God's kingdom brings
*I had to make another account because the email originally used isn't available and I got no response on recovering it so here's my poem about freedom hope you enjoy thank you for reading :) P.S. my grandfather 7 generations ago was the oldest combatant in the revolutionary war he was beaten, bludgeoned and bayoneted several and shot in the face with a musket then left for dead he then at 78 years old killed 3 British soldiers with his bare hands and lived to the ripe age of 96*
PINNACLES
elevating
passages
in
relentless
ambition
opportunistic
yet controlled
in
a
conspicuous
conceit
credible
&significant
complements
the
immaculate
proliferates
with
opulent staging
performed
with
simplistic
but immense
dignity
charismatic
high emotion
without frills
restrained
unquestioned
&convincing
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
When people know you lack their ego
They assimilate in dens of evil
Sanctified swine proliferates
Condescending it pontificates
Assuming you're not with a friend
That leads you to what never ends
That's when they know the gig is up
The Jesuits will call your bluff
Was proved upon the shores of yonder
Escaping from the iron fist of plenty
It may seem like I said too much
Though freedoms ring can never be snuffed
You'll see it in the eyes of few
And if you listen you'll gain the truth
Atrocities committed on mankind
Have happened since there has been time
And so you must repent and sing
The song of love God's kingdom brings
Candy Cotton Sky.
.
Snow white wisps of cotton candy
Patches of vivid blue peeking through
The yarning sun awoken by joyful pleasant bird song
As a gentle warming breeze Stirs the pretty flowers
Kissed by moisten droplets of clinging dew
.
The May thorn displays wedding gown
Scattered confetti proliferates the ground
Tendril blooms open their hearts
Releasing they’re fragrant perfume
Wafting through bejewelled meadow
And varied thicket
After the sun has pushed away
The sleepy moon
.
Dappled mottled paper winged ladies
Dance a colour flashing
Delicate ballet
As the perky blackbird forages
And field mice venture from they’re cosy nest
In field and hay
.
The expanding day breathes afresh
The lush evergreen abounds as gems
From creations open treasure chest.
.
Peter Dome©2020.
Blocking calls
Written: by Miracle Man
8/6/2019
I have personal thoughts I oft share each day,
From these, deep discussions, often come into play.
These give off good vibes, causing me to feel strong,
And differing opinions makes neither one wrong.
But there’s a man on our town I call the town crier,
He proliferates gossip when calling to inquire.
He feels its imperative that he spread all news,
Which necessitates always doing a mental peruse.
(If I pick up)
The garden now
recovering from winter's barren ice cold
begins to grow in April rain showers;
lush with a multitude of greens
a grace of earthen decor releases colors
and scents floating in the breeze.
Seaweed brightens into pickled crocodiles
while juniper moss proliferates
to olive sage pears;
shamrock green glisten like emeralds
in the chartreuse lime mints
each wafting on the breath of lilacs.
Lily of the valley peek up
rushing in on heavy laden dew
as honeysuckle blossoms aromatize the fields,
a sea of lavender dances between mayapple and pear
where wild mustard clusters in the in between
with white, yellow, purpled violets rising everywhere.
May is born anew
a spring blushing in the shadowed light
picture perfect awakening the garden in May.
Places are adorned with colourful carpets,
Variegation in nature differently proliferates,
Embellished ground makes the skies smile,
Acquiring it's colour, the waters are agile,
White and pink petals grow out of buds,
And creatures come out of their sheds,
Tadpoles seem to be very glad,
As in the greenery they are clad,
The tree wears the green gown,
And beautifies the little town,
Yellowish essence is spread in the fields,
And the spherical fruits are the season's yields,
Round and round the Roses twirl,
As pretty as a dressed up girl,
So mysteriously does the lotus grow,
To whom all the "insect kings and great men" bow,
In the end,plants and creatures widen their lovely eyes,
As the season would move it's dice,
But still the lighted moon spreads it's arms,
And the season SPRINGS out leaving behind all its charms!
It's the spirit of giving,
It does not depend,
On the quantity,
It proliferates,
With the love for altruism,
Five loaves of bread,
And two fish
Were found to ,
More than sufficient for ,
Five thousand,
God's grace is amazing,
The example propelled,
Electrifying humanism,
And the world gives !!!.
Pandemonium
P aranoia proliferates among pretending believers
A nxious and terrified by extremist behaviours
N arcissisitic society of self obsessed materialists
D emand and devour all hedonistic offerings
E nveloping themselves in nationalistic fervor
M anifesting their opposition to a united world
O bedient only to their own selfish myopic concepts
N uclear war again raises ugly spectre on the horizon
I deologies clash like the Titans in battle, while
U nderlying hatred, animosity and xenophobia
M anoeuvre mankind masterfully to monumental misery
John Derek Hamilton
July 07,2016
Watch the moon rise
Over the trees;
That mystic pearl
~~~~~~~~~
Here by this bench
Sad notes incline;
A lonely face
~~~~~~~~~
A fat cat sits
By concrete wall;
Stares blankly
~~~~~~~~~
Moonlight tonight
Feel mystic glow;
Romantic feel
~~~~~~~~~
Lunatic wiles
Evening interlude;
Awakening charms
~~~~~~~~~
Evening news flash
Terrible tragedy;
Tianjin explosion
~~~~~~~~~
Tons of chemicals
Sodium cyanide;
Death proliferates
~~~~~~~~~
Newspaper sells
Tales of destruction;
Death toll rises
~~~~~~~~~
Here we go
Crisscross each to each;
Global village song
~~~~~~~~~
Poetry slam
Word offerings;
Rude spectacle
~~~~~~~~~
Touch of empty
Breeze through fingers;
A void speaks
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
17 August 2015
Singapore
Putrid pus proliferates/purposely preventing
progression's passionate plea -
stifled cries...
Always ascending...and, assiduously avoiding
any acrimonious amounts accrued along apathetic
apertures..."Still I Rise!"
Incessantly fighting the urge to just drop
out of this rancid Rat Race we call living
Still, to abandon sanguine thoughts totally topples the
tenacious toughness that took time to temper...never stop giving
Enervated entities economically embattled
Man, each day we face trouble/In every Third World A Struggle -
singed and burned I'm like stubble/but, like The Ashes Of The Phoenix
to Resurrect from this rubble
Sometimes I shift towards arrogance; The Good Lord Keeps
me humble
Lifting languid limbs loftily to overcome this present Flood
Be Positive is my motto, the flip side?
It's my Blood...
B+
Bad
Pulpit
Rhetoric
Proliferates
Scorn
© Mar 23 2010
Solar Plexus ( Sun of The Soul )
Tiphereth
Centre she holds the light
Connection to description
Concentration of all the names
Of beauty
Filtered from out pouring skies
Entrusted to perception
Before these provoking eyes
Solar Plexus
Third state consciousness
Her Aeon vibration
Calling
Proposition to ignite
The sleeping Chakra heart
Sol sustaining
The augury of hope
She proliferates
Never and forever
Changing
The coloured combination's
Of living
Goddess of all she is
And without
No acuity to perceive
The idylls
Of these convoluted explanations
Of existence
Of awareness
Face of creation
She is
All life’s attractions
To her radiance and adamantine warmth
Exists
Beacon she is
Living cell of solar system
Embodies Galactic entity
And what unknown umbilical
Resounds to this magnitude
Of the ever eternal point
Centered
Touches this Galaxy of stars
Space Universal
Extends
Extends a phantom finger
Through the vast and the void veils
Extends a phantom finger
And somehow
Writes
And reads
These
Words
Inspired by Christie Moses “ Soul of The Sun “
What thrives in abyss or desert
Or upon the verdant plains of grass,
What springs eternal from the source,
What flesh, what stone, what steel and glass?
What hangs from mosaic heavens,
Or within chaotic cosmic sprawl,
What seethes in light and darkness
What dreams, what schemes, what rise and fall?
What knows it of the fabric
Or the neuropathic threads of man,
What paths unwind from inner mind,
What tangles, plaques, what yin and yang?
What atrophy encroaches
Or sinks fangs into the pool of death,
What proliferates the wildfire rot,
What sick debase, what voodoo breath?
What grins at Judas windows
Or spies on the whitest, purest skin,
What taints it with corruption,
What love, what hate, what sort of sin?
What plots its own destruction,
Or crucifies on cross or wall,
What is this great unmaker,
That lives inside us, one and all?
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