Wrinkled edges in my youth
Flesh, proximal to the bones
"solarised" Melanin, kindred to burnt sacrifice
Sketched bruises, signs of storms weathered
The "hour glass", a testimony of lemons through sands
Stitches in pattens
Indelible stamps of artistry
A picturesque of terror subjected
testament to the other side of the "honey pot "
Spirit in eternal warfare
Reality under scrutiny
Belief, far fetched
Embodiment of Confusion
Why Smile?, Push through?, Believe?, or Love?
................
HE, within me,
a reason for the reason.
You so completely enthralled me
You have struck my fate in
Every minute of all of those days
In every single loving way I love
You beyond love only you
Create Cardiac domination you
Baby are the explanation Of my
Lustful love exploration you are
The torture in temptation your
Holiday Devotion is solid I'm
Pleased to the roses I boast of
Cheers to your intimacy I want
Most of
This serene destination
Marvelous heavenly heavy
Contemplation sunrise sunset
Night to day I love you in this
Seismic way
Look love lasts like luster
Leisurely we dinned pleasingly we
Poured champagne glamor
Galore could not afford to
Ignore generously I absorbed
The amount of the count
I, of handsome versatility
Proximal to radiant personality
19th century, the wine solar
Retreat, the Ambiance this
Time we sang sweet sunset devine
What portends this ill wind blowing
which inhaled robs man’s breath
whose virus defiles the proximal space people share?
Is it the greed of man who has defied rules of the holy book
And defiled Leviticus by partaking as food that which was forbidden.
Or is it a Lab gone wrong?
Come hither all you medicine men and astronomers
Lend us your binoculars and see whereof this vile virus was bred
From whose progeny is infused this gene with airborne venom
That we may blunt her sword covid-19 and stop this genocide.
I will defend the world with blood and sacrifice,
my hippocratic oath my shield will suffice.
I will stare this monster in the face even as my fellow soldiers die
for with sharpened ammunition our labs provide, the end is nigh
And tomorrow, yes tomorrow together we will rejoice in tears
In happiness and sadness of our beloved lost and a battle won
As nations will with one voice shout, Ahoy frontline soldiers, Ahoy!
when I said bring your hand
she did submit her hand
though the fingertip hesitated
for the amber glow gesticulated
I told her come closer
and she slowly came by
the forehead protruder
for the sense an intact ruler
as I waited for the conscious act
though with little hope and speculation
she turned to sigh and tact
for the three teardrop sensation
unable to say no to say yes
and likewise rooted in proximal
yes, the heart chanted the guess
for the only option was no natal
and the power of the cut is neither
blunt nor sharp but a force
the more the don't wants out slither
for either way no toss
But with full force landed the palm
followed by the cheek and the click
and then came the hearty psalm
The soreless immersion in fresh springs
EIGHTY FIVE BELOW
flapping and gliding
underneath the Springtime clouds
eighty-five below
~ humans hawking up pollen
a proximal perfect day ~
4/10/2019
Spider on Vase
Poor teetering thing that leeched the rim
To poise and watch the world from summit
It hiked the slope and scaled with ease
Its several legs had gained momentum
Triumphant conqueror of the peak
The hero now surveys the giants
With peripheral eyes to view
The gaping hole of one such hulk
From which was issued a thunderous sound
That made the crawly start to quake
Its fate secured within their reach
The proximal limb ready to pulp
And dash the crawly to its death
Lithe movement in its spiny legs
Takes it down the crater route
Into the vases obscure hollow
And deftly rappels the precipice
With actioned spinneret
Scarce light below that thwarts its fear
Away from gaping noisy giants
At peace to spin and weave a web
Of symmetry that knows no bounds
entwined body and soul
art and poetry - divine
prayer to my Lord
entwined black and white,
creates beauty of this world -
proximal difference
entwined by your arms,
mind still roams - demented soul ;
in search of poems
11.02.16
White smoke mist contrasts with deep violet ground
River of fire like blood gushes splashing around
Volcano gives off roaring sound
As flaming rocks their way through atmosphere will find
Flaming crowns adorn the forehead of fire lord
In his dark hand he has a sword
His eyes burn with cold fire and all he has to do is give a word
And the flames will devour this entire world
That is how earth was four and a half billion years ago
The lava everywhere would flow
Volcano’s scarlet contrasting violet earth with fire would glow
The ash would fall like winter snow
There is something that will exist
Beyond this fiery mist
Something that of very soul of Earth will consist
And on revealing its visage one day it will insist
This just five billion year proximal
But what of force like that that is truly primordial
Not just planets but suns in that way temporal
As many of them as limitless to limited to abyss powerful
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