Haru and RItm often seemed
out of place and often with
a certain concern.
Yindiao told Jidiao Giam Jiezou
not to Jiving Biayan
he was cheap on the Xuaniu
and lacked concern with
his Cantar's. He put a symbol to indicate
that they had only stumbled upon
the sounds and songs.
Only due to an alteration were they
clashed about what style they
wished to represent. Coda: divided
them as people. Some
where jealous
of each other.
Some were repositioned
because of there standings and appeal.
Six of us are alluring and Amorous
while others only had an uncertain appeal.
They dubbed some as Perfect voice
and unappealing: while the others
were super appealing and lacked
vocal giftiering.
Fussed they appealed to different sectors.
Ritm stood above the rest as he was
Super appealing and had a strong proud bassey voice.
" A World should hear these men sing"
While there the instruments sound magical the background singers
sound soothingly perfect!"
The Music producer said he found one in a tobacco fild.And the other guy was a Machinist at a Nevada Lithium Mine. Bothe were Pianist and guitarist and one was a reknowed flutist.
Categories:
repositioned, business, creation, music, passion,
Form: Ballade
Imagine if a couplet traveled the world,
gaining an accent before moving on;
Repositioned from front to back twirled;
An old rhyme harnessed and hurled,
finding a backboard to bounce upon;
Imagine if a couplet traveled the world;
Tangled consonants mixed up and swirled,
still holding it down prose's guardian;
Repositioned from front to back twirled;
Keeping every dialect preserved,
poetry similar to an antique globe drawn;
Imagine if a couplet traveled the world;
A delicate font lands retro curled,
crown jewel of a poetic paragon;
Repositioned from front to back twirled;
The trajectory of a vowel furled,
so cultured this loquacious phenomenon;
Imagine if a couplet traveled the world,
repositioned from front to back twirled.
Categories:
repositioned, emotions, feelings, poetry, write,
Form: Villanelle
The Only Star For Me
It’s my corner coffee shop, Starbucks
The cheer starts here with hot coffee
I’ll get yours, it’s nothing, awe shucks
A home away from home, my family
A blended Frappuccino, at lunch to boast
Make it a Sumatra Arabica venti
Fresh whole coffee beans dark roast
Patrons on Laptops, their cup’s never empty
Macha Latte hot tea, sweet and uplifting
Named after Starbuck, the first mate in Moby Dick
Originally intended on naming the coffeehouse Pequod
after Ahab’s whaleship, the name would not stick
At the brand’s core is the Starbucks siren, odd
The bare-breasted, two-tailed mermaid but
was intended to be as seductive as their coffees
Based on an old sixteenth-century Norse woodcut
The Seattle’s Pike Place logo evolved in the seventies
They unveiled a cleaner image of the mermaid
She was updated, cropped, and repositioned,
so that only above the navel is displayed
Categories:
repositioned, addiction, appreciation,
Form: Rhyme
While assisting a friend in a cleanup project,
Our physical heads united in the worst way.
My friend and I were moving heavy concrete
that had the design of tombstones. Too heavy
to move one of them alone, we teamed up to move
one together. On opposite sides of the concrete,
my friend pushed, and I pulled. As we repositioned
our hands for a better grip, we literally bumped heads.
It reminded me of the, "Come; Stay", standoff in
the ET movie. Love and affection were strong.
Nevertheless, both ET and the young boy stayed
in their own world and lived their own lives.
My wife and I were invited on a paid-for cruise
with friends. There was nothing in me that wanted
to go. But everything within me wanted to stay.
There was nothing more I needed to know.
But I did not know how to tell them so.
When I saw the joy in their eyes, for me
to decline would not have been wise. So, as
my heart was shouting "No!", my head said "Yes".
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Categories:
repositioned, angst, anxiety, destiny,
Form: Narrative
LONGEVITY
a radiance
to
enlarge
with time
the symbol
of continuity
to
flourish
& shape
imagination
afresh
to amuse
perhaps
unexpectedly
casual
affection
in an
encounter
listening
attempting
to create
openness
to underpin
a
growing
sympathy
of the
experience
of the
contrast
to the
prevailing
present
along
the shift
of
thinking
once
marginalised
by
modernity
now
respected
in the
spiritual
repositioned
in the
contemporary
between
the controversy
of
the
valid
&empirical
reaching
backing
to the
past
&a
nostalgic
look back
to
simpler
times
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
Categories:
repositioned, poetry,
Form: Other
When I began speaking of others
they listened
others glistened
-repositioned-
all of us
when sharing
we all grew
though
headaches from a few.
Categories:
repositioned, people,
Form: Free verse
It’s a comedy of errors…
the clowns and actors inside
When for two millennia,
they served to amuse and abide
The patriots and righteous
once made all the laws
But now the Halls of Congress
by their presence are flawed
Through political correctness,
the blind pretend that they see
With our future in peril,
they laugh at our pleas
A carnival sideshow
they make of the truth
As the press and the movies
back up what’s uncouth
They lie in our face
with the darkest of plans
Their excuses in concert
now leading the band
Like the rats in the cellar
and the bats in the barn
To the hills we must drive them
where they can do no more harm
And the power repositioned
among the brave and the wise
Who care first for their country
—keeping freedom alive
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)
Categories:
repositioned, freedom,
Form: Rhyme
She spoke to me
and I listened
Not always agreeing
but I listened
I heard the details
I listened
I than heard her proposal
and I listened
Than I excepted
what she had to offer
when she repositioned her thoughts
again I listened
her words were like
tulips arranged in the rocky garden
who's bulbs were sought
to be placed among the stones
in views for impressions
images of lovers speaking
words a world wanted to hear
amiss the rocky edges
might true lovers hear
what I hear
she begged me to listen
Categories:
repositioned, art, beauty, blessing, business,
Form: Crown of Sonnets
She can't lie over that time behind mean,
From the bottom of life not planned to be lived,
It was someone else that she see,
But not in the state to grief,
In a sharp turn,things changed suddenly,
It felt as if everything was a bereave,
Tried all to get everything rightly,
She knew she was backsliding,
She knew she was not of herself,
Yeah,maybe you would be a talkative to that,
Deep within her ears,voices were directing her steps,
Not suitable to be at the bank of a deadly river,
The appearance of the river stole her instinct with a mutual urge of a diva,
Frustratingly,series of pain were developed in her neck,
No one knew where she fell as a victimized bird,
Even though one man concernedly said to her,
"Everyone is now giving a complain about you,
And I suggest you come back to your formal self",
All that he said was accepted to be a fallacy,
The problem was just a result of she being spiritually unstudious of late,
It wasn't easy for her to be repositioned,
Yet,she had everything needed to pass life examination,
Later realisation held her to revive by surprise,
And now,not even a child can deny the fact that she's alright.
Categories:
repositioned, abuse, animal,
Form: Classicism
Step away from all you know,
Travel far and just let go,
Appreciate where you are going,
Imagine yourself simply just flowing,
Rain is not water it’s the feeling of being rejuvenated,
Whispers of love are like the wind but illuminated,
All the pleasures of life are now one continuous feeling,
Your breathing has become endless breaths of utter healing,
Telescopes aren’t needed for you now dance in vast galaxies,
Oceans are no longer separated but are now part of you and me,
Thirst is obsolete for desires are permanently fulfilled,
Humanity's longings have been instantly stilled,
Everlasting joy bubbles out of your voice,
Saturated in peace without it being a choice,
Tiredness is now lifted for you are energized and restored,
Angel’s wings surround you electrifying every shore,
Repositioned to partake in everlasting delight,
Since the night is now day and the day consumes the night.
By: Sabina Nicole
Contest; Stairway to the stars
Categories:
repositioned, hope, imagination, inspirational, peace,
Form: Acrostic
Tragedy bristles upon the lips
and rivers in gestures of finger tips
It pools under suits incomparably black
sizes too small from disuse
Clinically built in a room sweating sorrow
which vacuum packs pain in a box 'till tomorrow
where loved ones bend whispers around all their stories
and sleep walk to hug the next guest
Ribbons from flowers blow stiff air conditioned
once perfectly placed and then quick repositioned
creaming the moments with dulling perfume
sprayed on in the fake factory
All of the smiles are pinned on to ears
in a desperate attempt to dissuade silver tears
which want to unsterilize every moment
and spin up a cyclone of grief
Footsteps are muffled by carpet too thick
in a dance of emotion brought brittle and sick
The room is a breath set to flame catalyst
with only one guest uninvited...
Categories:
repositioned, death, loss, people, places,
Form: Free verse
Your curiosity pulled
the poisoned dirk of loneliness
from the deepest chamber
of my quaking heart.
With steady hand
pressed to the open wound,
the healing process began
as wonder turned to love.
After washing away
festering insecurities
then wrapping me
in the gauze of your embrace,
you breathed into me
new desire to subsist.
Your devotion became
an unguent balm.
Kissing my heart
made it well.
Now I wear an untoughened scar
capable of growing stronger
through days and nights
of togetherness or gaping again
should the straight-bladed
dagger of solitude
be repositioned.
I tremble,
hold my breath,
in frightened anticipation,
loathing the thoughts
of lovelessness
cutting through me
again.
Categories:
repositioned, angst, love, me,
Form: Free verse