Stardust summer, bursting with firefly desires
On the twilight, consumed by night’s amazing
Wild and willing, dew dreams sing in soft satires
Dusk is left with lover’s quiet stargazing
Shortly, a shadowy moon glows like wildfires
Our time’s soon gone despite our spirit’s praising
In some other life our hearts might have been sure
This maze of stars and moon form pleasures so pure
Categories:
satires, appreciation, blessing, life, night,
Form: Ottava rima
Dear heart,
Please take a break
I know this feeling, I have had this feeling before
It soothes at first, beguiling flings
Which shines, too
Sometimes brighter than goddess Theia
I know the comforts, the placidity it yields
And the euphoria!
Dear soul,
Stop the inner monologues
I know them, I have heard them before
With their potent, clean blade of satires
They chop pathos into cruelty, dubiety into actions
Listen to how it urges me into a chance, now or never!
Volition, I can hear the whispers. Volitions!
Dear mind,
Avoid these thoughts
I remember them, they’ve run here before
Scattered into ways of no pattern
Tearing asunder the accords binding the soul and mind
Here, they boast of the utility they bequeath me
Chary, here, I must be, and slow I must tread
Forasmuch I owe the better of me to them
But hey! Avoid these ones regardless.
Dear self,
Collect these fragments and mend them back
For you’ve lost yourself, broken and scattered
Blend symphony from these discords
And for once let you speak as you, dear self!
Categories:
satires, betrayal, change, conflict, depression,
Form: Free verse
a world of dreams
made manifest
imagination
extolled
eclectic
surreal spectacles
the outlandish
otherworldly
unconscious constellations
of the contemporary
monumental vitality
outpourings
in an
impulsive collaged
spontaneity
expression
frees liberty
in
a
finger printed fantasy
supple satires
out
of nothing
the
banal
beautified
instinctive impulses
alchemistic
angular
bold&brash
contemplations
Categories:
satires, art, tribute,
Form: Ekphrasis
When the doodle
of the people opine
and the piss spore
squeeze,
there will be fields and tundras
in the deep hollow of
moonlight winery ...
Scope of voids
the crazy ones will say;
Reproaches from satires,
will say the maindenhair ...
But from the bottom of the galleys
veracity will arise
of the few
and the amplitude like microbes
will be reborn ...
Then it will be a new drought,
will govern the atypical;
with the goths, the dievas
without the Gentiles.
No one else will live
this pantomime, everyone
will see solicitude
express in life
on edges ...
Categories:
satires, allegory, confusion, creation, extended
Form: Prose Poetry
a tanka short song
in my heart ever belongs-
but a kyoka
a satire ,without much style
foam-like fades in a short while
* a kyoka is tanka variation that parodies,satires completely free in expression somaybe silly,bawdy ,political.even and confront taboos etc
Categories:
satires, poetry, word play,
Form: Tanka
Quarrelsome Questions
quickly quirky quips
quash quandaries quietly
quells querulous qualms
Right Results
rapid repartee
repress rhetorical rants
ribs rabble - rousers
Sweet Success
swiftly satires skill
silences sophistries spin
stuns subversive scorn
8 / 4 / 2020.
Categories:
satires, word play,
Form: Alliteration
satires and beer and skittles mixed with rhyme- Shirley's poems make my day
Won first place in Who Flips Your Trolley Poetry Contest sponsored by Bobby May
Categories:
satires, poems, poets,
Form: Monoku
a tanka short song
in my heart ever belongs-
but a kyoka
a satire ,without much style
foam-like fades in a short while
* a kyoka is tanka variation that parodies,satires completely free in expression somaybe silly,bawdy ,political.even and confront taboos etc
Categories:
satires, satire,
Form: Ode
For you there was new epoch
beyond the synagogue
when in religious solemnity
you converted to Christianity.
You wanted to support
King and the Church
but you were also open
for political change.
Your trophy was not only
in your political philosophy
equal with propaganda
and your satires
on profligate oligarchy,
sectarianism, collusion,
of the Ministers
and their illustrious illusion.
Categories:
satires, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
satires to correct ill in society
metaphors to wake the drowsy
hyperbole to inquiry into justice
ironies to point the right way
imagism to ask for attention
Categories:
satires, allegory, poets,
Form: Free verse
Every leader is a Poet
campaigns by light poetry
delivers speeches in metaphors
loads satires on opposition
paints fallen ones with ironies
praises success in rhymes
presents challenges in narratives
answers questions in poetic prose
When ejected from power,
sings elegiac lyrics and epics
laments in limericks
writes regime history in idyll
When dead, tomb carries epitaph
Categories:
satires, leadership, satire,
Form: Free verse
Bloody ravines
Crimson greens
Tumultuous skies
Vacuous eyes
Raucous jubilation
Sonorous ululation
Acrid slanders
Audacious satires
Languid apologies
Acrimonious envies
Man can shrug or guffaw
Makes Gods drop their jaws.
Written 05/07/2016
Categories:
satires, life, people,
Form: Verse
SHORT SONG a kyoka*
a tanka short song
in my heart ever belongs-
but a kyoka
a satire ,without much style
foam-like fades in a short while
* a kyoka is tanka variation that parodies,satires completely free in expression somaybe silly,bawdy ,political.even and confront taboos etc
youmay read my short form poetry @strand poet on twitter and hear me recite my longer poetry on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro
Categories:
satires, poetry,
Form: Tanka
Doth behind your eyes
Are hidden secrets there be
What's that I hear
In your daily sigh
Something I dare
Not to compare.
Diligently I write
Lives, romances
Their strives, those satires
Moment of my awakening
Having been one awards
Of the putrid deeds
Of mankind, oh you
Oxymoronic thing, you
Man-kind.
If only true, I could see
In you that light
It ought not to be hid.
Don't spare me now
Late in the narrow pass
I'd surely live through
Your devouring
Of my feelings.
Little orb, gaze on me now
I still hurt, my heart
Lives somewhere around.
Dash me upon
Rock and boulder point
Sink me like galleons
Of old Spanish gold.
For my value is not
Near the market price
A broken trinket
Found on lost beach
Of love for you
If you wished dear.
Categories:
satires, introspection,
Form: Romanticism
Analyzing satires celeste images defined?!
Archtypes born side by side; carmine halos....
Transcending tangibles collective bell jar host
Internal objectives journey through the superlatives
Austere tides; juxtapositions museful nirvana eyes!?
Gazing upon celebral traces marking barefoot sands....
Latitudes showers from variables littoral clouds anew
Raining verticals truths aligned beyound, imaginations shores
Lissome dynamics peering into the nows mirrored mind?!
Monolithic hues; retracing tangibles celeste analyzed....
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...."Majestic Mandamus" *
Categories:
satires, hope, life, love,
Form: I do not know?
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