One morning, all of a sudden, I woke up as a perfectly happy person. My children burst into tears, my wife called 911, the guys in the hazmat suits evacuated my neighbors, the city hall declared a state of emergency. The UN Security Council called for an explanation from my country authorities, but the feds play for time, monitoring me from outside the exclusion zone's perimeter: the only happy man on Earth is not much of a problem, actually.
a butcher shop in
a vegetarian block…
that’s what it looks like
04.06.2019
A Happy Haibun Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
Categories:
security council, happiness,
Form: Haibun
My pen is on fire today
as I see one word leader
in particular openly condemn peace
through his vile vulgar mouth
aggression in words spitting loathsome cowboy
I for one soul among many
whom have faith in love condemn it as an act of war
so count me as your enemy
Sick listening to terrorists against peace having a voice
within vomit this world order amounts to outright bullies
pushing chaos through trying to create a cashless society
Inside the politics or this sham they all call a security council
not addressing war crimes correctly evidence there is available
and bringing our world back to stability let's get real destruction is your aim
under the flag of an eagle flies pirate colours black and white
From the house of David a lion roars
The soldiers of light are coming crowned by the Son
a mission has begun our governments hands have become stained
by innocent bloodshed through corrupt bodies
Categories:
security council, abortion, anti bullying, betrayal,
Form: Political Verse
Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 50
Each gets to keeping own while making up whole
No one need sacrifice distinct difference
Yet the total’s not a square peg kicked in goal
The idea’s the centrifugal force control
Not to impose by force piercing self-defence
Each gets to keeping own while making up whole
No Security Council veto steam-roll
Each nation’s voice strong and pure over fence
Yet the total’s not a square peg kicked in goal
No fear genes be altered by remote control
Nor in vitrio robots spell impotence
Each gets to keeping own while making up whole
Collective will subsumes democratic role
To serve the total without interference
Yet the total’s not a square peg kicked in goal
Contradictions are not ingrained in the soul
Rather in the way bodies subvert common sense
Each gets to keeping own while making up whole
Yet the total’s not a square peg kicked in goal
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015
Categories:
security council, anti bullying, appreciation, political,
Form: Villanelle
Limerick crochetés: Once Fukushima Lady Uranium
Once Fukushima Lady Uranium
Madly in love with Hanford Plutonium
Sent him hot-kissed missile
Twice Hiroshima smile:
“R.S.V.P. Pluto to Uranus in mime!”
Missile misfired detoured Koreanium
O’er Kamchatka harassed by Putt-Inn-ium
Security Council
Issued stark Codicil
“Pacific love letters: ‘Putt-Inn-Bin, Hmh!’ “
Then lovesick Mamasan Uranium
Stole Crime-ian Green Card made in Elysium
KGB stamp fossil
Put Putt-Inn behind grill
So cut through Alaska helped by Pale-Inn-Yum!
At last Mamasan came close to Plutonium
At Hanford received no hugs in delirium
Sat by waste river spill
Her heart sank without thrill
Till Pluto-Uranus sang the Union Hymn!
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015
Categories:
security council, allegory, environment, humor, longing,
Form: Limerick
COPLA CINCUENTA Y UNO: This Bad Guy World
Evil pounces on the defenceless
The covert path beckons the Bad Guy:
Pollutes pure blood
Watch how the Bad Guys congregate unless
Good Guys en bloc block Bad Guy ploy:
Altar sacred
When plots are hatched covered with lies
With Security Council vetoes:
Who sucks profits
All trussed up by treacherous spies
Truth’s smothered in accursed ghettoes:
Rich man’s glove fits
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Categories:
security council, conflict, corruption,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
My kingdom
I was a famous powerful king
I controlled everything like
The security council of bad mood
I was sat king of sadness
When my baby walked away from me
My kingdom was blessed by the devil
The sugar was replaced by the salt
Affection by hatred, love by violence
Kiss by bite, the solitude was our motto
The lovers were sentenced to death
My celebration of our hatred Memorial day
Was interrupted by the Queen of Love
Just by a look she killed all my body protections
I was handcuff by her seductive look
Her beauty put me on my knees
The kingdom of sadness was destroyed
By her divine powerful attraction
With her interior beauty, she conquered me
Now, I'm living in her kingdom of love
She enthroned me, The King of Sensation
Categories:
security council, happiness, lost love, love,
Form: Free verse