Short Contortions Poems
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The road
is
Death's open yawn
epicentre
of strange treaties-
mist of starched martyrs
in trajectory's startled
steep,
mangled contortions
in frozen screams
Anointed in Kerosene to confer in agony with ignited desecration of mortal flesh to bone, seared by melting anguish writhe blistering contortions through a suppressed discomfort in furious continual thresh heshers pernicious by physical immolation.
Written on Apr/27/2024
Swirling thought forms, by heart impulsed
Merely nurtured in brain
Contortions leaving soul convulsed
Needless energy drain
Thought but an instrument
Rest it and be content
Within the bliss current
Onslaught in swarms
Swirling thought forms
27-February-2022
Quietus
You look long and
you look deep
safe in your
mother’s arms.
Do you wonder
whatever is the
matter with all the
giants except
your mother?
Most seem to ever make
odd sounds at you.
Some make
facial contortions!
Not a word that
you can understand
Don’t they know
know your lingo?
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(Label D)
Nebulous Streams, Clouding My Brain
Sleeping death through timeless space
Nocturnal Nebulae that will displace
Misanthropic minds of clustered clouds
Bipolar builders of sacred shrouds
Elucidative echoes of enchanted eyes
Decussate delusions that shall arise
Carnal contortions camouflaging spheres
Deleterious dust expanding light years.
Dec.15.2016
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Rope is not the snake
It’s high time we cease,
praying to appease;
far cry from the truth,
we must seek forsooth.
When love’s our flagship,
no oneupmanship
contortions surface,
knowing all is grace.
Sunlight falls on all,
as does the bliss squall ~
simply enable,
rather than label.
God in-dwells within,
so let’s go therein,
without any crutch,
knowing Him by touch.
27-May-2022
“You wound, like Parthians, while you fly, and kill with a retreating eye.” Samuel Butler
DODGING PARTHIAN SHOTS
(WHILE STALKING GOLIATH AND TRENCH)
By ELZBIETA BIENGA
Edited by ELSI TRESÉD
INVENTORIED CONTENTS:
1. Instructive Condescension
2. Intemperate Confessions
3. Indecent Contortions
4. Infernal Conundrums
5. Indecipherable Consequences
6. Inevitable Conclusions
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a smile
so forced
contrived
your eyes
have lost their spark
i hardly recognize your face
as the contortions
betray the pain
for so long now
you’ve tried to dispel
the toll on your body
hard to bear
as exhaustion drains
the life out of you
the color flushed
quelling how fears grow
we strive to do our best
to stay forever hopeful
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~CENSORED~ 2020
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Posted on June 1, 2019
Manuel Lopez Obrador, and Jaier Bolsonaro'
You stand out, uniquely, from the political herd
Lickspittles by choice, and from others deffered.'
Others who louse-like cluster and croon
Who mutter in pryoxams, in the fidget of doom
In spasms in contortions, in Masks of despair
Speilers and screamers from iniquity concurred
Scwabing the poop-deck of a ruinous scow
Leaders so lost; are now wallowing as sows,
In a mire in amaze, I see no good; from them
No way; and no-how.'
The mystical contortions
Of extortions unfold
With the critical exposure
Of emotions untold
Another informality
Where reason can't find it
Separate from reality
Yet constantly reminded
A blue cloudless day
With unregistered kindness
The rules will not stay
Love forgotten is timeless
Incredible, the outbreak
That held this all in
Returns, the cloudy day
With unforgettable sin
Unknown E.T.A
Destination arrival
Yesterday & Today
This lonely soul's survival