The Chaos Terrains
will make me Champion
He refered to, as he prepared
for his championship bout!
From either end of the
perspective, a gleaner of
Tommorrow shines forth.
"Mornings of glory, a new
Champion crowned " !"Midnight
til dawn, labor ye! That I have
made essay and have won!" The
explanation between the quotes.
Them unhappy and me the smiliest
one!
Categories:
refered, art, beautiful, character, encouraging,
Form: Bio
At home your mind falters and
tugs at you.
Dragging you to a desolate
place,
A place you know too well.
In that same mind, lies the
answer.
The answer to the faltering and
tugging.
At home you feel your alone
You feel your abandoned by
those around.
You feel your left behind with
noone there to confide.
Noone to share what resides in
What seems to be a boundless
mind.
One that you prefer to be aloof
One that you prefer not to
treck.
A mind that you loathe more
than its opposite.
Too much desolation, too vast
yet too void.
Void of what keeps you rooted
when at home.
Void of the ones refered to as
confidant,
Void of the ones refered to as
friends.
A void you try to fill ceaselessly
But you fail; ceaselessly?
Categories:
refered, emotions
Form: Free verse
There is this free ranging
substance filling the whole
universe,
It was called void but now
they named it Dark Matter,
It is an infinite ocean that
floats countless
galaxies,
You could called it as
blackest shroud,
Or sometimes be known as
darkest cloud,
It classification and
composition is still unknown!!
And scientists are still puzzle
by it's origin,
You could call it an element
that is neither living nor dead,
Do not brush lightly of this
amazing thing,
It has godlike power to hold
galaxies and invisible black
holes!!! And only
recently are these scientists
trying to replicate it in
laboratories,
While Astronomers around
the world looked through
their telescopes in their
observatories, With an
acknowledgement of one of
God's greatest mysteries!
Refered to as DARK MATTER,
Used to be called Space.
Sheri Fresonke Harper
Personifying Science contest
Categories:
refered, science
Form: I do not know?
there are the pieces strewn about,
without a semblance of order, unless
viewed from the vantage of secret places,
then the pieces find automation as I am looking at them,
and they reorganize and retract and coalesce
into a novel and whimsical order
they tell me that they, the pieces of my life,
are happier without me and without
the constraints I place upon them
happier when I allow them to act as they wish
as we all wait for the great equalizer...
what is most commonly refered to and forgotten,
Time,
As they like to say,
to put an order to the multitude of endeavors
and spurts of genius only we are capable of
putting into motion,
but my tiny brain minions are
holding out for a greater leader.
Categories:
refered, philosophyme,
Form: Free verse
Death can come so quickly
Like a thief in the night
But when the victim is so very young
It’s definitely not right.
John has left us way too soon.
We ask what does this mean?
He was in the prime of life
He was only seventeen!
It’s all part of the Master Plan
At least that’s what they say.
But that’s not too much comfort
To Mom and Heidi and Edna May!
In times of grief and sorrow
There are no words that one can find
To express the way that they must feel
At least not at the present time.
It’s said that John enjoyed his life
He liked to make folks laugh
He worked for charities and causes
And raised money on their behalf.
So, Family always keep in mind
No matter what you do
Be assured, “the man of the house”
Is watching over you!
Footnotes:
(This young man was a friend of the family
killed in an auto accident. Heidi and
Edna May are his sisters. "Man of the
House" is what he refered to himself
after his dad passed away a few years ago)
Categories:
refered, death, sad,
Form: Rhyme
They call him crazy. I prefer Sir. If you look at him wrong his blood starts to stir.
He doesn't like chocolate, children or pets. I don't think he likes anyone he's ever met.
He yells at the postman, insults crosswalk guards.
Why he's so darn mean he even hollars at cars.
They say he eats wood in the morning and buckshot for lunch,
but I know for a fact he likes a little less crunch.
If I were a gambler with a few extra bills
I would bet my last dollar that he's just lonely as hell.
No woman in years has graced the sheets of his bed.
Most sadly admit they would rather be dead.
An old empty house where there is no love
with it's paint worn and weathered with help from above.
His car is antique in every sence of the word.
Adequately refered to as "That Old Rolling Turd"
Yeah that crazy ole bastard, at least a brick shy
with no problem at all spitting in the Popes eye,
but you have to love him or at least not make him mad.
Cause' that crazy old man is my doggone Dad.
The Applethoughtrotten
Categories:
refered, familyold, crazy, love, old,
Form: I do not know?