past retentiveness
absurdity would not last
you or me
idiosyncratic
riddles held not held
pain lurking
an obdurate innuendo
bonafide
talks uttered
not uttered by me
an acquaintance
whimsical bearing
I can witness
concurrently
a squandering
magnetism balanced
voluptuousness
blurred cipher
withstanding at the egress
nevermore ingress
taught apotheosized
in conundrum
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived. Poem inspired by Poet Brian Strand.
Written: February 12, 2022
1st place contest winner
A Strand (1073) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Let us petition our Most Holy Omnipotence
Thank you for allowing us to make mistakes
Thank you for allowing us to correct them
Thank you for allowing us to effectuate our faith.
Sovereign Lord of the Universe
Thank you for allowing us to thank you
We do not deserve Your Leniency
Yet when in need you feed us truth.
As we observe your indefectibility
We humble ourselves
As we forget your principles
You remember our effort.
So we ask that you strengthen our retentiveness
We ask that you deface our weaknesses
We plead that you nullify our intention to give up
We beg that you erase our reasons to quit.
Let us forgive like you
Let us understand ourselves
Creator of all things...
That we may vindicate our health
Let us live like You...forever. Amen.
11/25/2015
I went and signed up for a course to
make sin a whole lot more banal
and a lot less fun to be in,
to make my retentiveness more ****
now chocolate is not as dark and rich
those stolen kisses aren't as sweet
hearing juicy gossip's just a snitch
and pride feels like it's only conceit
five miles over the state's limit
seems like murdering my innocent child
to show up at the free clinic's illicit
I've taken all joy from being free and wild
I'm thinking now of forgetting the damn course
life's no fun since I'm filled with remorse
© Goode Guy 2012-04-07
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