Short Anathema Poems
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the air of
your skin is Paradise
fingers all over
my face
your words
push the blood
out of my heart
towards you
It is impossible to live at peace with an enemy for whom peace is anathema.*
Anathema meaning “a person or thing accursed or consigned to damnation or destruction.”
Ambivalence and anxiety
Motivate or moot?
Benefit or blockage?
Intensify internal indecision
Trajectory or tranquility?
Inquire into impassivity
Observe oasis
Noble nonchalance noteworthy
The Federation of International Football Associations, or FIFA,
will never ever be accused of being "Antifa",
but their recent actions should be anathema,
because it now stands for "Federation Indiscreetly Favoring America"!
Worries
spell, cursing
anathema, implications, disfavor
solemn, request,expressed, hope
thanksgiving petition asked
Invocation, intercession
Prayers
1/14/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2024
Don't trouble me with your sacrosanct fetish for god.
Your arrogant conclusions,despotic delusions and
child like confusions are an anathema to me!
Blind faith hiz nae place in ma existence,
where a live catechism is ma king and provider,
the holy spirit a large hadron collider.
An effect without a cause
A bolting into being
Is anathema to reason
A delirium or dream
Proximate – and ultimate
Phenomena exclaim
There is one rule inviolate -
Determinism reigns
The implication staggers -
Our will constrained, unfree
Yet if this be so
How can reason be?
A student battling with Asthma
And vaporous Miasma
Wouldn't he pack up Charisma?
Soon, confront the sure dilemma
Of suspending his Diploma
Or sniffing Hard Work's aroma...
Espy I do Anathema,
Its picture clearest cinema:
A man from a great deal barred
And a future that might be marred...
Worse than malfunctional plasma
Bad Asthma plus Bad Miasma!
Sea of the cold hollow sandS
Traveling in the chaos TiamaT
Absolutely Absolvent empty AmbrosiA
River of currents, culling-hands that steeR
Saguant navigation of bouyant bendS
Carbon fingerprint, ethereal and cosmiC
Runes of bands-shapeshifting acrostic BezieR
Endless coil, kiss of anathema, soiled-absolutE
Anti by the light of the moon, it is Death in a comA
Morpheus embed, with cold -ante rooM
Tremulously as in a dream
I forget my place.
I wander the night air
the smell of attar.
I reach the bottom gradation
The hill of my life thereupon.
Black sax notes the air
Feelings; crash; symbols.
Needle eyes, tortured bones.
Over head;
fire and ice,
radio lies; and sigh.
The anathema won't take long now.
Children with life burning in their souls.
Somewhere, there is joy
also there is weeping.
But where is He going we can't understand ?
While tears of sadness, filled their babies eyes...
Quite became the night; precious heart's not knowing
Dreams in silence still stirring aside, this breath ? Beauty
Walking atop her waters manna from heaven; remembering
Unless one eats My flesh as drinks My blood, they have no life in them ? Words..
Deep wellsprings flowing brooks let the dead bury their dead ? Anathema Maranatha.
Form:
Tattoos were anathema in ‘52
on any man who got one
after an all-night drunk
or to impress a girlfriend.
But not a word was spoken to
a man who made it home
tattooed after serving
with his company in Korea.
Any man who made it back
was welcomed whether
he had Popeye on his bicep
or his girlfriend's name
even if the girlfriend married
someone she had met while he
was digging foxholes in Korea.
Donal Mahoney
My old flame in the kitchen
Man, she could bring the heat
They’ve now induced induction
I feel so incomplete
It sprung up overnight
It lit the world ablaze
And now my flame’s anathema
In just a few short days
They say she causes asthma
And cognitive distress
I think there’s likely more at play
But that’s an addled guess
But I know when the grid is out
The Tesla has no charge
I’ll be flippin’ griddle cakes
with gas and living large
Asinine Asymmetry
abysmal
vapid
pedagogue
impulsive
advocacy
with FLUSTERED TORRENTS
blindly
indicting
scapegoats
subpar
dogmatist
in DEMONIC DIATRIBE
eschewing
impartial
testament
veracity
disparaged
Asinine Asymmetry
raucous
sweeping
presage
emanating
palpably
from VEHEMENT ESPOUSER
flagrant
vacuous
utterance
neurotic
trivialist
with FATUOUS FLAMBOYANCE
underpinning
risible
posture
detachment
anathema
An anathema, a curse much worse
Long before the pope's decree
Everyone goes astray and stays that way
Antediluvian forces are hard at work
Born without army uniforms on
To never die
A quirk built into human nature survives
To restore order to its rightful place today
Enlightened by ancient night light
Don't ask why
No one can say Antediluvian
Without a smile
Praying for the good old days
Where God was on the other side
Of the flood, of blood, of love