.
az soon az
mine
enterz (fromg cut'n logz ")
and mine
lovez it
and yuh know
my alwayz
loooks
baaaack
*mine dear fellowz.....i got it!
yep...thus thuh explicate....
poetrysoup allowz no other languagez! mine title vide
supra soundz too rough in this write for me..thus, y'all
may copy this particular write and post it if you wish,
with this title..."trompe-l'œil"...if y'all know'd this ar-
tistic express; self explanatory...it'd be nice to see thuh
write thuh way edvard whisper'd ')
My story need not involve a person’s glory
though I hope it will be interestingly oratory
and preferably self-explanatory
rather than overly expository.
To titillate my readers, I could even make it just a wee bit gory.
May be guns are self-explanatory
for already something is something
or cute cutlass and one local farmer
hoe or digger?
or somehow a carpenter hammer
or nail?.
The reason may be still self-
explanatory- can we only
rely on contemporary or sometimes
harking?, the west woke up
in the morning and born
the west said nothing except
a passion for memory and joy
how should we then smother and smother?.
*Audio, and above VIDEO LINK of Final Seconds to the Buzzer.
Diamond Head Classic Christmas Day Championship
It took thirteen years to feel that glory,
like a cat on display under a hat.
Living a Dr. Seuss allegory,
feeling thrilled to be on the welcome mat.
In the hoop those fleeting seconds, that's all
it took thirteen years to feel that glory.
Cheers, JoVon McClanahan, for the end-all,
of shocked rival faces told the story.
SMU's defeat was self-explanatory,
their 57 to our 58.
It took thirteen years to feel that glory,
as jubilation made none hesitate.
Diamond Head Classic Hawaiian Airlines,
Rainbow Warriors clinch category.
Since its inception, a group of men shines,
it took thirteen years to feel that glory.
2023 January 02
*10th Place*
Poetry In Motion
~~Matt Caliri: Judged 2023 January 25
*RZ & HMS.
The Lord God "Almighty" is the real name of "Our Creator" who "Created All Life"! That is "The "Only Name That makes "Any Kind Of Sense" to a logical or Illogical Person! Any other "Names" have to be interpreted ,and might be false for certain! "The "Name" "Lord God Almighty" is very,very "Clear" as to "The Real Name Of "What God's Name "Really Is"! The "Lord God Almighty"s name is mentioned in "The "Holy Bible"and we can say that "The Holy Bible" is a "Holy Book"! We need not rely on any interpretation to seek the truth! The "Truth Speaks in "The Spirit" of "That which is "Holy"! My name is "Thomas"....My name is Allah........my name is Jesus........My name is any name! The "Name " Lord God Almighty" is self explanatory with out "Any Tricks",and that makes since to believe "That that is the "Real Name of God"! That "Name is in "The Holy Bible"! No Tricks at all in "The Name" of "The Lord God Almighty"! When you speak to "The Living God " ;speak to "The Lord God Almighty" and you will be heard! The "Greatest Holy Book Is "The "Holy Bible"!There are no "Tricks in"The Real Name of "GOD"! In jESUS NAME WE PRAY! THE ONLY BEGOTTEN SON OF "THE 'LIVING GOD"!
Dear me,
Surely this like any other letter I've written be forgotten and lost. But to you, you should know I truely put my heart into this letter. Because ya know I'm 18 so my writting is more developed compared to before.
I hope nothing but the best for us. Finding joy in the Air Force. The future is bright. There's gonna be ups and downs but we obviously can face them. They ain't nothing to compared to what we been through. We got through wrestling like bro we placed 5th at state while only learned to wrestle for like 3 months.
Currently I'm writhing this at college sitting with our friends Perez and Murillo. Sharkcat and Raman. Should be pretty self explanatory haha. But to think this is gonna be over. Spending time with them.But life goes on we go on our own paths. But our friendship is better than our other ones.
Well that's the end of this letter much love, hope, and excitement for us.
Sincerely yourself,
Malysia kue <3 9/20/21
FREE SPIRIT’S
walk down the road, wherever it leads
as free spirits, we sing to the trees
as free spirits, we do as we please
ease ourselves through many gaps
always alert, there are no perhaps
could cost us dearly, manmade traps
laps at the dew drops, many a deer
polluted earth, all living in fear
climate warming the heat doth us sear
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Another new form created by Jane Dougherty ‘Three Squared’, self-explanatory this one, three stanzas, tercet, eah line 9 syllables long and mono rhymed as in AAA, BBB, CCC.
unrhymed quintets
Short-sighted sorts are better left unsaid;
but I’ll let you in on what I mean;
near-sighted neighbors are just plain nosy.
At close range they can read the bottom line.
Blind-sighted beings must guess at what's there.
Far-sighted folks focus on distance
and can see the buds on the trees
in the front yard from the back forty.
Short-sighted sorts, well I don't want to say;
Fore-sighted fellows can see ahead what is not.
Know-sighted kindred? rudely arrogant
looking down their long noses at others.
You-sighted yahooes? they’re somewhat selfish.
Insighted icons claim they see through you;
short-sighted sorts? self-explanatory.
written 28 April, 2016
maternal instincts
miraculously unique
precious gift of life
NOTE: According to fellow PoetrySoup member, Charles Henderson, "Haiku is a serious poem in that it is a true mental picture projected by one or more of the five natural senses. It is considered Objective when written as though the writer were outside of the poem looking in. All the words are self explanatory, in the sense they are words which elicit a reaction in one or more of the reader's five senses, see, hear, touch, taste, smell. The reader has no other obligation in the poem. Only to read it and have one or more of those responses."
My original was revised with his help to make Lines 1 and 2 connect easier and to make poem objective. Haiku has 3 lines and 2 statements. I kept the 5-7-5 syllable count because I prefer that. I cannot thank Charles enough for his lessons and help.
murky fog descends
around constant worrier
faith less visible
NOTE: According to fellow PoetrySoup member, Charles Henderson, "Haiku is a serious poem in that it is a true mental picture projected by one or more of the five natural senses. It is considered Objective when written as though the writer were outside of the poem looking in. All the words are self explanatory, in the sense they are words which elicit a reaction in one or more of the reader's five senses, see, hear, touch, taste, smell. The reader has no other obligation in the poem. Only to read it and have one or more of those responses."
My original was revised with his help to make Lines 1 and 2 connect easier and to make poem objective. Haiku has 3 lines and 2 statements. I kept the 5-7-5 syllable count because I prefer that. I cannot thank Charles enough for his lessons and help.
trees diffuse sunlight
as time filters memories
shades of our shadows
NOTE: According to fellow PoetrySoup member, Charles Henderson, "Haiku is a serious poem in that it is a true mental picture projected by one or more of the five natural senses. It is considered Objective when written as though the writer were outside of the poem looking in. All the words are self explanatory, in the sense they are words which elicit a reaction in one or more of the reader's five senses, see, hear, touch, taste, smell. The reader has no other obligation in the poem. Only to read it and have one or more of those responses."
My original was revised with his help to make Lines 1 and 2 connect easier and to make poem objective. Haiku has 3 lines and 2 statements. I kept the 5-7-5 syllable count because I prefer that. I cannot thank Charles enough for his lessons and help.
He looks for verification to put the pieces together,
He makes an account under all types of weather,
He adds up reactions, he studies the heart,
He is continuously constructed by using his smarts,
Until one day something came along that made no sense,
For the life of him he couldn't figure it out in his head,
He ripped it apart for days and days,
But who said it had to do with his brain,
He was deceiving himself the whole entire time,
Because it had nothing to do with What went on in his mind,
He thought so much, his heart forgot how to feel,
He was way to busy always analyzing what felt real,
Compassion and forgiveness always had a reason,
Justified through self explanatory seasons,
Missing the target, fear was capturing his mind,
Keeping him away from loving his life,
The only way to free himself from the chains that bind,
Was to let reason take a backseat and let love guide his life.
Lets tackle this now before it gets any bigger,
lets not disregard this as small before this garbage becomes litter,
some feelings may be the worst indicators of truth,
but lets be realistic, they affect what you do,
instead of turning your head to it, lets face it head on,
because if not, we give the misconception the right to go on,
it will lull and dull itself into reality,
and by the time you want to explain, it will be way past self-explanatory,
it will be one excuse on top of another,
and it won't take minutes to fix, but hours upon hours,
and then we sit back and wonder why,
with no honesty, there's no trust, and then the loyalty dies...
Use your tongue and spin enthrallation
to my eager heart that at once
does Not,
but – does hear.
Whisper grandiose gestures of love
grand sweeping actions of admiration
that do,
but – do Not happen.
Stare into my eyes and summon
all emotion you wish me to see
our souls – you say
are (are Not)
connected forever.
Tell me how you burn in my presence
(kissing my neck)
and yearn in my absence.
Confide your inner most fears
with actors precision
and solitary conviction
that may,
or –may Not be true.
Express the wonder of a deep complex love,
Emotion that you cannot contain or restrain,
Experience you will live to remember,
which is true
but does not matter
You love yourself far more than I
which is true
and all that matters.
**(please note that I know enthrallation is not a word but I’ve decided I like and I’m keeping it, I feel its definition to be quite natural and self-explanatory)
I've got a voice
Actually I've got two
They serenade the crevices of my brain
And tell me what to do
In one ear
We've got Mr. Nice
A misleading Name
With this guy, mercy won't suffice
Blood... guts
He lives for the gore
I just wish...no, I pray
That he wouldn't talk to me anymore
In the other ear
I hear Dr. Kill
Pretty Self Explanatory
This guy's mentally ill
His whisper's like that of an angel
His commands are inhumane
I can't live another day
With a mind so insane
For these voices
I've killed
Slurped the blood
That spilled
Danced with the corpses
While they decayed
Punctured my own skin
With a razor sharp blade
Stop talking to me!
I don't want to hear what you have to say
Never mind, I think I like it
Goddamn it! why am I this way
I beg for that third voice
But it hides
Cowers behind the shadows
Of the other guys
Please conscience
Come back to me
Why can't we be friends
Like we used to be
But that's my head
A soulless slaughter mill
A psychotic structure under the reign of
Two voices named Mr. Nice and Dr. Kill
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