Paroxysm of the pupil
Blind eye opens to dawn
Brightness quadruples
Crimson-tangerine brawn
11/29/2019
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I see weed
upon my quest
waiting anxiously to impede
me from my conquest
and if I cringe
this weed quadruples
causing my goals
to recede like mirage
causing the deadline to pass me by disorientated
although no one knows what's beyond the shore
I take a stand explore
new ideas to achieve and achieve all I wanted
The ‘price of love’ rises just for one day of the year
Stick a cardboard heart on some merchandise - the price quadruples!
Every February we see ‘love’ lying in neat rows on the shop shelves
Cards, chocolates, flowers, perfume and cute fluffy toys
A sea of red roses that stretches as far as the eye can see
For some reason these roses are never Buy One Get One Free!!!!
The prices they charge rise quicker than a red heart shaped helium balloon
Yet on 15th February everything will be half price
Is this the price of true love or am I just a cynic?
I’ve never had a Valentine from my husband, or him from me
We don’t need to prove our love on just one day of the year
Jan Allison
3rd February 2016
Wisdom and experience are gained from different people
acquaintances triple, exposure amazingly quadruples,
little efforts give positive multiple responses
and to mythical success stories, I’m an example.
Accentuating the happy countenance of survival like the dimple
but the road isn’t straight and not everything is simple,
making the beautiful side of Life my gentle half brother.
Before walking fine, I crawled like a cripple,
within the gland of prosperity, my success was like the nipple,
subjected into quality discipline in Life’s temple,
to bring out a fighter and a worthy disciple.
My rewards and rags, going side by side as a couple,
making me a self sample, hence growing my own permanent apple
as the beautiful side of Life confirms me a merited champion.
Evil Intentions
Classic crunched into food
Zoom away
An endless pit of sorrow
JACKASS
An evil wonderer
A king on his throne
Fantasy land
Mozart would despise his creation
PIXMATARIAN
SANYOSAN
An evil shadow bears the two
Calm peace
Eternal slumber
Rising into heavens feet
Taken like a lover off her feet
An evil desk
Of mesmerising creations
Inflicting children’s minds
Speed up
Evil quadruples by cloning
The evil surfaces
The evil is Mozart’s Remix
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