Short Terms Poems
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The Devil was searching for souls
Among politicians with goals
So many for sale
No way could he fail
Just look at the GOP polls!
my wanting to have you is true
so what is it I have to do?
i sign on the line
and then u are mine?
the terms of this i misconstrew...
Herschel Walker thinks life is the pits
Because women will not call it quits
Facebook #1
Spoiled all of Trump's fun
And its driving him out of his wits!
beyond the clouds that bring in dusk
beyond the light cast by the stars
the moon will grace us with benevolence
and we in turn will speak in whispers
AP: Honorable Mention 2023
Sexually
Explicit
(X-Rated)
Language
(Not to be
confused with
sensuality)
the "Wild
Bunch" first
(R-Rated)
movie
rated for
unheard
of
violence
and the
next (X-
Rated)
"Scar
Face"
faced
us
Form:
Gets tougher and tougher
They powdered your buffer
And buffered your puffer
When found that you suffer...
Mental Metro Central-
Residential Rental-
Open Dystopian-
Anti-Utopian-
Fallopian Syndrome
The pinnacle source
We strain to unfurl
The mind pulls apart
Seams of iron stand
Accrued throats of steel
Hammered against raw will
But the energy breaks with season
As moods uncovered what went
Secretly finite, scrawling new terms
"Who's turn is it for the new term?
And in future, how can we prevent
red & blue stars from the endless ,
senseless churning of our son's lives?
It's time for a logical re-present
back to first base!"
cried the mothers and wives.
MONOKU
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
coming to terms with shadows... a life chasing sunlight... moonlight... freedom...
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Inspired by Tom Cunningham, 'grips', many thanks... Mick
#shadow #shadows #moonlight #freedom
What of the tears, the cold, the gloom,
Amongst the ears of a silent room.
I sat alone, I wrote, I pondered,
How my life had so far wandered.
So off track, errant, upended--
No fruit in the garden that I’ve tended.
Depressed, a mess, seldom fed--
The crown of thorns is on my head.
Beneath the tears, a calm, a bliss.
I am not afraid of the abyss.
A contradiction in terms
strange as it may seem
the strawberry is not a berry
tho' does go well with cream
and you may stop along the way
to smell them in the rose family
as botanically-speaking
it's a fruit actually
with seeds on the outside
suck it and see
pick one or two perhaps pluck a few
to make jam on scones for tea
Owing a debt
you can never repay
Beatitudes leveraged
salvation in play
Moments beholden
to all that’s to come
Providence calling
in voices unsung
Eternally liable
the invoice sublime
Whose terms reverential
the bursar Divine
The wings of an angel
the wings of a dove
In debt to forgiveness
—absolved from above
(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)
Richi, Liz and Boris,
which one will the fountain bless?
What wise owl flies to our aid
and pulls us from this mess?
Vultures make lazy circles
and falcons loop the loop.
Maybe they won't say boo to a goose
or are they planning when to swoop?
Keir Starmer's counting chickens,
but here there is a catch.
How long does he have to wait
before those chicklets hatch?
The world is going mad.
We are told to stand still.
The same hands bless and take.
They have always known how.
God is used.
Hunger is explained.
Power eats in private.
Outside, the noise is managed.
They own more than countries.
We learn the number.
We forget the cost.
Nothing breaks.
Nothing stops.
The world is going mad
and this is called order.
Don’t touch my heart, don’t touch my lips,
Don’t touch my soul, don’t touch my hips,
Just leave my body parts alone,
Please only touch my funny bone.
In turn I promise, yes, I do
I won’t touch any of you,
Be my courtly Superhero
I will gently stroke your Ego.
When my funny bone is sated,
Our status gets upgraded
To truly trepidatious start -
That is the matter of the heart.
February 9, 2020
His twilight is in the here-after
His debt is never paid
Watch out for the Devil
His bid has long since been
Laid,
Never lax for the Devil
He is smooth and He is sleek'
One of the most regent of
Practitioner is that you might
Ever want to meet
He strives' and delivers' a
Serious blow'
He will
Ruin your life for-ever
And only Christ will know
That He is a Serpent
Of the Devil
And that you are but man
GF
This is western society,
How much is distorted realism?
Talk in sinister sexism,
Casually call criticism,
Typecast fashion femmes,
What about men?
High heels or no,
They'll call you a ho!
You can't blame women,
For control mechanisms!
Emotional blackmail,
A world run by males,
We should empower the young,
For their lives in the sun,
When was misogyny begun?
Any real chance of equality,
in our western society?
TOO SIMPLE TERMS
SIMPLE TERMS
Absence of all, somewhere I am,
At the infancy of the well measured.
I’ve tasted the honey,
But don’t know how is made.
I’ve constructed a shack,
Without plans or foundations.
I’ve wondered how the river flows,
While fishing with my bare hands.
I look from below at the work of the greats,
Knowing so well I’ll never be there.
I think to myself in too simple terms.
Luis M. Lambert
TERMS OF ENDEARMENT
It’s not usual for her to extol
Don’t expect popularity poll
But it made my day
Thought I heard her say
“You’re really an A Class soul”
Though my years of folly took toll
Think my wife may have given parole
Have I made a strike?
For it sounded like
“You’re really an A Class soul”
As a partner I essay my role
Though I may fall short on the whole
With new spiritual status
Nought could separate us
Reborn as a Class A Soul