Short Execrable Poems
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A-nother
L-ight
O-bliterates
N-ight
A-s
Y-ou
E-xpect
N-o
E-xecrable
C-lime
L-etting
E-ffulgence
O-pen
Topic: Birthday of Alona Yen Ecleo (October 20)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
despair knocks the door
hallucinating the mind
tormenting the soul
darkness dispels light
sinister black shadows loom
unhinging spirit
an evil fiend tempts
execrable ideas
drowning to abysm
3-31-2016
First to the moon
first to Mars
We use AI
to drive our cars
Carbon-free emissions
stockpile of munitions
Our nation's a superpower
the world, ours to devour
Before we strike
here's what we're like ~
Execrable, ruthless
wicked, truthless
One is over-senile
the other over-penile
One opens our borders
the other issues loyalty orders
Our execrable Presidential candidates
presage a once-great country’s fate
Two utter buffoons America rushes to nominate
~ I think on my ballot I’ll regurgitate
Neither despise any man
nor detest anything, even in the sand
For every man has his moment in the sun
everything a purpose in the long run …
Once I thought – but not a cockroach
execrable bug beyond reproach
Yet I've learned from neuroscience podcasters
You can Ai-wire ‘em to rescue victims of disasters
M-aking a great difference
I-s so hard to accomplish;
C-hunk of effort is needed,
H-oping that it won't diminish.
A-im for a great difference,
E-radicating the mistake;
L-et not the momemtum die for the huge chance to take.
S-oar toward great difference,
A-s your act isn't execrable;
N-ever be so reluctant
D-oing something suitable.
O-ctober second morn
V-iews the man par excellence;
A-llowing him to do well,
L-ike making a great difference.
Fluttering darkness, take wing.
Malignant talons, take life.
Oblivion wings, take light.
Pluck from the shade,
this foul feeling manmade,
without a reason or rhyme.
Execrable expression of earthly emptiness,
Detestable display of dauntless devotion,
Perverse parade of practical pretence,
Irreverent instance of intrepid insurgence.
"Only faith may absolve you"
But "darkness",
launching into freedom's embrace,
need not be forgiven nor freed
The brief flash of a girl hiding in a corner
The Execrable slicing sounds
The copper taste of violence
The sulfuric smell of decaying flesh
The feel cool blade resting on the name of my neck
You run through this maze of white walls
You hear his echoing footsteps
You taste your own fear rising up in you
You feel a burning hatred scorching you
You smell his fear-inducing odor
And all I need is that cool hand at the small of my back
To know that that is not reality that is the past