Short Extremity Poems
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I salute you – unappreciated lower extremity
Made to carry gobs of weight – forced into small high places
I free you – to long walks on cool sandy beaches
Michelle Prital
Feet
Sky murky
A biting wind blows furiously
Swirling about ghostly
Whistling against the extremity
As dark clouds show
With drifts through
Begin to form anew
Ensuing cloudburst view
for sociology, politics, economics
theology or any other ethics
extremity
in human character
at every step of life
patrons terrorism!
extremist
mostly avoidable!
-July 26, 2019 Chattogram
Form:
And what of this brevity?
Houses designed to last years
The reincarnation of Malthus’ fears
In some consumerist extremity.
The very essence of time grows meagre
Laziness in over simplicity
And all we get is a cavity
For we no longer know who we are.
When did life become scarce
Anticipation.
Such an extremity,
Like the letters
I used to write.
Which are of
no consequence
Now.
I had hoped
they'd allow us
at least one
connection.
I made an enemy
that day when you
wore corn husks
In your ears.
You've already
Forgotten, but
I've remained.
Longing for
what should have
Never been touched
or Told.
The ocean of vacillation..
The intense aura of gloom...
The essence of emotion piercing my heart...
The extremity of unrequited love...
The promotion of my quintessential idiosyncrasies ...
The utter silence of zephyr traversing my heart ..
My transmogrification into a vehement twee..
This is the end of the world surrounding you and me...
Desmond Tutu strove hard to battle desultory extremity?
Humanity's hurdle is to sustain and esteem diversity.
One day, He saw a "Whites Only" sign on the exterior bath gate.
Said, "What is the difference between white and black pee fate?"
Written: January 4, 2022
A Celebrity Epitaph Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Michelle Faulkner
A bulging extremity,
a feminist integrity,
a swaggering centipede,
the cops arresting me,
my dick the right size,
the bang coming out of your eye's,
the sensitivity upon demise,
the dew and dripping from the sky's,
the eagerness of eloping,
the magnitude of doping,
the honesty of groping,
scattering scorpions glowing and scoping.
maybe its self pity maybe its self doubt one i cant shake this extremity this urge to fall and stop breathing her soul is altered her actions falter and all i can do is watch her fade away from view and become what no one can anticipate I'm relentless and persistent but her interests seem to differ every moment from my very own i am no longer certain of anything
A soft blush
creeps onto the face
awkward and timid
it attempts to convey
embarrassment, pleasure
in the most attractive way
it is shyly vain
almost unnoticeable -
does it even exist?
A hard blush
is an explosion of emotion
conveying the extremes
of anything
it spreads throughout the body
rampages the nerves
in itself
it is a profound expression
of the extremity of feeling
FLOWING THOUGHTS
When love flows free,
In abundance,
And you feel all the earths
Chains have been released,
The time has come
For exultation!
Rejoice now,
For tomorrow may be
Too late, and as beautiful,
As love may seem,
Cruelly it is beaten to death
By its own master, Man.
Within you, lives
The secret,
And the knowledge
Is painful,
The need for sharing,
Reaches an extremity!
It’s rained ‘most every day this week –
Good news for all the flowers.
We can’t complain, ‘cause weather’s whims
Are not within our powers.
Umbrella sellers have been pleased
And stores which peddle boots;
Perhaps they and the weather gods
Have labored in cahoots.
I’ve stepped in puddles more like lakes
And dripped from each extremity;
For keeping dry, it seems like
Staying home’s the only remedy.
It shall never go away.
With every day i choose to stand up
and breathe.
There at the outskirts of every thought that rumbles in my head.
Any emotion permissed to touch
me.
Then too.
Like a dead extremity affixed I shall drag it with me,
Feeling it always with me,
In me.
Slows each moment painfully.
Though it seems
I wish I could just be done.
I want to go home.
Tired.
I shall never let it go.
At the outer edge furthest fringe
inertia's massive bellows binge
hot and cold determine extremity
within it's hold examine brevity
Motionless motion eye of the storm
inert 'till built it's structured form
waiting enmasse desired effect
above and below mirrored reflect
Attitude and consciousness similar
facing the storm of the unfamiliar
staying centered focused peace
a different form of energy released......
When think of ill of others
Your soul is contaminated
It goes far away from God
And is never illuminated
Ill thought is an infection
Spreads quickly to others
You are prone to downfall
And lose all your features
Your mind is busy in tricks
And becomes like a bog
Your creativity is trapped
Your soul is draped in fog
Your illness is on extremity
When you fall in frustration
This is the end of humanity
You face inner humiliation
Wait a minute and testify to its extremity
Let our land be dry and take and extra ride
Wake in haste and see others’ taste
Walk at dawn and see extreme “runs”
What’s the cause?
The world is united, never divided
Our kids and “kids” are the same in this
Like it or not, no dignity but unity
“We” are made their kings,
But in “this” we are linked
It’s all a need, a need indeed!
…Hmn hmn(clears throat)….
…can I have a drink?!
That bridge so named uncertainty
stands waiting ~ there appall
the risk of sure identity
to face from God , His Call!
The inches, not extremity
that size demeanor small
does raise its height, infinity
to leave, and do, and fall!
That highest point, the pinnacle
may not agree with all,
as present unanimity
does sense the matters stall!
A solid Faith religiously
sees conflict as recall
and raises with proclivity
the choice to change install!
That bridge so named uncertainty
stands waiting, there appall,
the risk of sure identity
to face from God, His call!
The inches not extremity,
that size dimension small,
does raise its height ~ infinity
to leave and do and fall!
That highest point, the pinnacle
may not agree with all,
as present unanimity
does seize the matter's stall!
A solid Faith religiously
sees conflict as recall
and raises with proclivity
the choice to change install!
Your words built worlds of blue and gray,
Brought the sunshine and the rain,
Pushed away the warmth of summer's day,
Healed the broken heart with pain.
Yours is the contradiction and the paradox,
The lifeless form for life – eternity,
The crossbeams and the cross,
Freedom never free- hands nailed to a tree.
Three nails to hold the hopelessness of Hope
And Innocence in sin for all humanity
Three nails we drove for each extremity
You and I and all humanity.
Melting through glass like sand through the sea
Burning like fire through the evergreens
When you touch me
Fingers trembling in the extremity
Sprouting to life, a little blossom on a branch
Falling through rocks like an avalanche
When you hold me
My heart flits and flutters incessantly
Floating along a river with a cool summer breeze
Drifting to the heavens under skies like these
When you love me
The heavens and stars are drowned in ecstasy
I hear you cant breathe,
pollution and smog,
i read your in desperate need,
of the help we truly dodge;
i feel your shield is leaving,
the sun will burn us soon,
leaving us earth less,
we are facing a silent doom,
i see your extremity,
weather changing by sunrise,
earthquakes,volcano's& rising tides;
i see your not well;
earth what is it i see?
i hear you can breathe
no trees,oxygen thick in a fog
i leave this letter with wishes
or the merciful help from GOD.
Will my rock in the ocean
float to my rescue,
am I yet to choose ?
Feathers sink like feathers
as only feathers can.
Thick, soft, gentle green grass
and sands, or sands,
charming, benevolent, clean as I recall,
and waters, or waters,
warm, cool, moving unseen,
and winds, or winds,
no longer would they sadden me.
Cold, as if a blanket, no longer torment
to my most naked extremity.
My rock at ocean's bottom
calmly bides its time,
as if somehow I could choose.
24th October 2018
The sky is so magnificently beautiful
God's acre of stars cheerful
Moon smiling, sun sleeping
Stars twinkling, universe shining
Orb of night, peeping through the shrouds
Shooting stars dancing across the clouds
In the vault of heaven's serenity
In God's blue celestial extremity
I would love to dance with the night
Count all the stars on a sky flight
Embrace the breathless cosmic space
And look for the everlasting mystical place
Wild blue yonder sky
The afterworld's ultrahigh