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I scoffed at hearts that writhed with pain,
that fell from broken promises,
for I had naught to do with Love,
it's folly or its gain,
but now I find that not to love
is not to live at all.
The stones on our paths outlast us all,
but I dread to exist that long.
I choose to risk feeling pain
than to feel no pain at all.
Jupiter is a very great orb,
but in living, very small.
Categories:
scoff, age, lost love,
Form: Free verse
•
•
• Hoping the feeling goes away
• But the longer I stay
• I feel confident to say
• "Someone is in my way"
Categories:
scoff, 11th grade, allusion, feelings,
Form: Rhyme
They scoff at us Jews for our traditions
the myriad laws and restrictions
Never mixing milk and meat
watching every bite we eat
No wearing garments of mixed materials
not even on our ‘interiors’
Never planting mixed seeds, and
for our cattle no non-kosher feed
Letting the land lie fallow every seven years
no matter some accounts in arrears…
Yet these traditions ensure ecological balance
which our Rabbis safeguard with Talmudic talent
Categories:
scoff, clothes, earth, environment, food,
Form: Couplet
.
NO
then hang me
Yahweh
left mine eyne open
to
indulge this sight
One uv His Most Fantastic Creations
and i'm sharing
with
the Gift mine Blessed
PHUK
the fine uv this purty
ticklez the Atlantic's spume
wit
hern hip's limb'z digits
not 'ware uv ‘mine’ think's
“tickle”
or
hind mine
the spurious who
wait for mine reach
uv
hern
Ancient Latin 'cipher
"nubile"
i mustn’t
worship
,)
but damn
Snap
Categories:
scoff, beautiful, blessing, sexy, work,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Precipice
by Michael R. Burch
(for Jeremy)
They will teach you to scoff at love
from the highest, windiest precipice of reason.
Do not believe them.
There is no place safe for you to fall
save into the arms of love.
Keywords/Tags: father, son, love, true love, fall, falling, falling in love, scoff, scoffers, heights, precipice, arms, touch, emotion, emotions, relationship, relationships, girlfriend, women
Categories:
scoff, father son, girlfriend, love,
Form: Free verse
Villanelle : If you scoff at the world we live in
If you scoff at the world we live in
You’ll slip and fall and break your neck
Better bury your bones in between
Seek not our galaxy to win
For myriads luminous beck
If you scoff at the world we live in
Each in his solipsistic bin
Twists and turns and rots without break
Better bury your bones in between
What life there is has locked us within
With no way out but by mistake
If you scoff at the world we live in
Even safe eutopias spin
On their dreamers’ axes breakneck
Better bury your bones in between
Ask not if life’s but wanton sin
The moon also rises by daybreak
If you scoff at the world we live in
Better bury your bones in between
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
Categories:
scoff, introspection, paradise,
Form: Villanelle