Short Affront Poems
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Cupid thought she was rather blunt
when he surveyed her bottom and front
she defiled with a razor
after wielding a taser
incised his stupid macho affront
27th February 2021
Polls to polarize
Magnificent her glory stands abashed
Kick the can again
Shattered irreplaceable hope dashed
Find affront line
Sad a brother said a vile phrase
Undecided vilified
Bringing on the end of days
Whenever they travelled in front
The Ark Of Covenant did confront
The kept it well lit
And that was just fit
Only some to God could talk'd affront.
Dorian Petersen Potter
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September, 8, 2014
Secrets ...
callous on your heart
stone around your neck
cellar of respite
weight upon your soul
Deception ...
bane upon your conscience
affront to voices hiding
sire of excuses
— truth behind the mask
(Dreamsleep: October, 2024)
Lightly blinking in my soul,
In affront of lost control.
In the depths, the beacon calls.
From it's lips, my name falls
Against my fiber, hand held out.
Gently take my shaking doubt.
Peace at last be still my soul.
Hope encompass, my heart console.
Form:
Are you aware of a website called “Pantie Waste”
Yup! We can buy second-hand panties, not very chaste
Is this an internet stunt
Nope, a personal affront
Unbelievably disgusting, I rule this one off-base
(Check it out.... it's for real!
Yield? Not to you, I certainly won't.
I'll parry on hot coals, I'll lunge to your affront.
Succumb? I'll not breathe your air of lies,
Since no honeyed sweetness makes me compromise.
Supplicate? Then throw down your armor at will.
Once freed from this battle, you will be my love still.
minatory
are these thoughts
as they emerge
from the confines
of my riddled mind
memories affront me
in the wake of past
where you reside
buried not where you lie
beneath the sable stone
you still traipse
within night's shadows
taunting me
until i break
before the dawn
yet i rise the same
only the scars of time
remain intact
A beautiful soul full of grace , purity , love illuminated brilliantly by the spirit . It's unnatural in the earth because it is the salt of the earth , for it's an affront to the ways of the world . Its perception, understanding distillates the worlds wisdom for what it truly is foolishness . Its very nature is symbolic to the word , it strives to grow closer to God .
This masterpiece a work of art, an affront to all my senses.
Tombstones of the dreams I've killed have built up my defenses.
Still further blurred the years I've learned to hate all we've become.
This world is curbed to round the heard the ignorant and dumb.
Though loving smiles cradle me through burnings of the ages.
And comfort warms so readily, yet still the war it rages.
Pardon to cause impair
Never meant to affront there,
Thought my smile will heal it
But I realized it annoyed you deep within,
Not bein to convey it
But I truly survey it,
Trust is the word that affix us
Causing two to annex up,
Don’t confront me each single time
As I am not always wrong to be bind,
Stay close if you ever cared
One sorry will make everything clear.
Empty.
Thats how i feel when you look at me.
Your eyes like shattered glass pierce my barren soul.
Your futile attempts to complete me lack meaning and are an affront to my dignity.
Oh why do you try to fix me? Im not broken, just tainted.
A soul that is black and void, and a heart as cold as ice.
That is my persona aperende; who I am, who I was meant to be, how I will die.
I am empty.
What due is this, O feline fierce,
for what affront thus penalized
with calibrated nips that pierce
for soft caress unauthorized?
T’was you with brazen move unasked
who burnished coat upon my limb.
What dire affect iconoclast
did stir your feral feline whim?
The cat is oft like womankind
beyond man's feeble intellect,
a primal spirit state of mind,
requiring manners circumspect.
Harshly treated at 'so called' court.. whose only scales
Are visual.' In pure truth' such ruling is naught..No precedent of goodlaw given .' The judge surely needs to
Be forgiven.' Such blatent an affront the health and life, in
A country with indiginous; aging entrenched; its truly most rife'
This is un-fair, un-balanced and conspiricy in act, i see it was
All pre-meditated, in the whole proceedure; observing only the facts.'
It is a pitiful display
To belong where you don’t belong
Wanting to rule a former day
A worn out tune of a love song
No longer loved by the crowd
Down with the old King, so long!
The blizzard’s countenance proud
in the Kingdom of the Warm Front
Is quashed by the thundercloud
The waning moon takes affront
As sunbeams begin to amass
All victors leave the battlefront
Popular sentiments pass
Like a crying hourglass
Bugs,
patient and calm; I'd give him hugs
Trickster made debut in "Porky's Hare Hunt;"
puts up with some arrogant duck's affront
Daffy
Full of mischief; not as sweet as Laffy Taffy
He serves as foil to a better-behaved bunny
His personality deemed less than sunny
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Date written: 09/19/2021
And anger
Is a friend
That the oppressed
Must seize;
A purgative drug
To cleanse and preserve
The knowledge
And indignation
With which they affront
Agglutinated
The excesses of apartheid!
Come! Behold the scars
That those who angered
Seized- arms outstretched
Their spears flaming!
And you who dither
De-ice your souls
With flames of anger;
And un-reason
Will succumb
To reason!
Hail vanguard
Of our freedom! Hail!
(Poem written for that dark era, happily, now past!)
How nice to see sunset in the darkness
When there is light there would be darkness
In the evening we slept
A thousand times of comfort
When we are busy staring the screen
No one else we know
Only a person seems doesn't exist
We know the modernity
It embraces our time
Taking much of our time
No bonding with someone you love
And anyone that physically affront
How a cybernetic we are.
I love you peace. Let's sail together. Layag Sug!
Dangser. 250515.10:21AM
Fast-fallen, it shocks us when we wake,
blinding, alight, a white scream;
pure and primal, it has stopped time.
All sound has ceased, all vision
is held captive by this pristine page;
something cries out to be written.
Who dares to plant so much
as a foot to violate
this immaculate perfection?
And you, your flesh is flawless;
a mere fingertip caress might
affront its innocence.
Yet it invites me to touch, to disturb.
Once it is done,
there is no going back.
I was outraged at the affront.
It was a predictable daily stunt.
So many uninvited guests,
Uninvited guests!
Uninvited guests!
Ridding myself was my test!
Then I got the email:
“I’m a roach. May I encroach?”