Short Deviations Poems
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aesthetic
intuition
metamorphosis
&envelop
beauty
a paradox
of
ambiguity
underpins
the
everyday
heroics
deviations
delight
in
elaboration
of
the conspicuous
anamorphic
for
enhanced
eccentric
visual
impact
deviations
personalised
from
the
prespective
to
connfront
the familiar
with
exaggeration
manipuating
emoional
meaning
my heart now missing
a souvenir that you took
displayed on your shelf
quickly forgotten
hidden behind the others
you, the knave of hearts
a true master of the game
no deviations
from the plan devised
me, blindsided by moonlight
Pedestals..
Climbing up
Looking up
Seeming deviations
Extraordinaries..
Characters posing
As deserving of
Attention..leaders
It might be said..
Or knowers..
Or worshipers..
The stories
Separation has
Wrought..
Showing up as
Already This...
you are a gentle breeze
a cocktail with antifreeze
an approaching sneeze
or a winter storm
three standard deviations from the norm
four sheets to the wind
and I think your rook is pinned
are you a ghostly mist
or a clenched fist?
I know you are a metaphor
I don't know what for
These are not donations
But only my frustrations
From working all workstations
Yet no compensations
For Calais formations
From all my creations
Confrontations leads
To my deviations
Exclamations
In need a vacation
I feel vibrations
Cause my expectations
Is I meet expectations
Form:
Mama, you crazy
but crazy makes your arms so strong
they're enough for me
hold me up, when I weigh 106 pounds
slap me upside the head
when I look at things I don't have to see
your arms are always there
thru my smoke and my alterations
my stupid poems
deviations
forcing me to know
you love me
kim
The sky is looking to contemplate the rainy drops.
It is considering the theory of becoming new
by breaking an old one.
I doubt, though, if it is sure for all or if it may be.
Deviations in nature are caressing the concept of transformation.
Look at it in a beautiful way, like from a caterpillar
to a butterfly, mandatory is the definition of changes.
At times
when you
don't want to
participate in a
societal function
you leave the scene,
wander through
the canyons, crevices
and hallways
of illusive deviations
pondering the ways, means
of your survival.
You don't intend
to be antisocial
but sometimes
you can't find
the essence, purpose
of all the distractions
that others consider vital
to their being.
My Monster
Selfishness my monster
was I born with acardia ?
Dejections came my way
and nourished the beast,
Griefs piled up constantly
that was the only feast,
As if I inspire disgust
and horror my face,
Deviations infinite
turning freak or fiend,
Humane or monster ?
Imaginary or legendary ?
Written Sept 27th, 2015
For contest by Anthony Slausen
Ah yes…..the R U L E S
those everpresent
everchanging R U L E S
those evertightening
straightjackets
of F O O L S
as folly’s foils
these lovers
oh so C R U E L
must meet at dawn
in wordless D U E L
ten paces
no deviations
it’s an ancient F OR M
entrenched
insanity as N O R M
one shot
two F O O L S
discussion settled
oh….. those R U L E S
John G. Lawless
©7/14/2019
How many hours are invested
in convincing Job's comforters
of disputable convictions
when perhaps
depth lies in silent dialogues
between a heart and a mind,
and can never be fully understood
while lips attempt negotiations
to coerce agreements
by voicing disagreements...
... perhaps even wisdom has deviations;
maybe, wisdom in essence
is what works best for you
when you need an answer.
THE DIVINE CONSTELLATION
You’re the sparkling light leading me
Through the darkness of life’s forest;
Shattering all trying to lead me astray:-
There is no darkness your light
Can’t penetrate—shattering blindness:
Enlightening awareness constellated to all:-
You are indeed the sun, moon, and stars of life,
Filling it with the glow that blinds evil deviations;
For you are God’s divine wisdom and guidance:-
Closed paths
from me, impel me
free paths ...
.
Blocked directions and
no signs,ordering
seek shelter
insurance ...
.
Amid flying
lost of dizzy,
half blind
I follow in my heart
radar...
.
Entangled in
deviations
imagine myself in
cut cords
as of in mazes
from Theseus ...
.
But if I lack
fresh roads,
I'm looking for other ways
in the sky ... so I continue,
flying to find me
heights ... beyond worlds ...!