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Categories:
sourest, absence,
Form: Free verse
You have not yet learned how to scream
Nor shout or yell or call
You have learned how to bottle
Pouring wines from your fingertips
You are a vineyard of emotions
Anger plucked too early from the vine
Is the sourest crop you grow here
But guilt is your most popular flavor
You sell a wine called "The Seven Sins"
You had no idea fermented fear would sell so well
It fills your head with whispers or addicts
But customers love the adrenaline aftertaste
I'd like to buy your vineyard, please
I'd like to burn it to the ground
I'd like to set the "no talking" sign aflame
And I'd like to hear you scream
As your life work falls to ash and smoke
I'd like to hear you scream
Please, I beg, learn how to scream.
Categories:
sourest, addiction, sin, wine,
Form: Free verse
this hour us gather
at...
the po (at tree site)
for...
thee SOAR us
seek that...
the sorest
and...
the sourest
need...
this hour as
a thesaurus...
stan sand
Categories:
sourest, word play,
Form: Free verse
a hardening mangosteen
with wounded white seeds
increasing into rotten arrogance
of monstrous' velocity
sentimentality-
rises slowly to the skin
emitting cerebral poison
flavored with the sourest
and most bitter condiments
as troubled being
devours senseless hurt
sentimentality’s lava
flows drifting soul into sin
June 4, 2022 9.52am
Categories:
sourest, sick,
Form: Free verse
Avatar Queen
The mask or the screen,
What’s never to know
What’s never to see
Avatar Queen
Your name to mislead,
One more cryptic posting
That always deceives
Avatar Queen
Both petty and preened,
The bees in your bonnet
No stinger foreseen
Avatar Queen
You know what I mean,
With feelings all borrowed
And vistas unseen
Avatar Queen
The sourest cream,
No reason to wish
All hope dressed in green
Avatar Queen
Your anger unweaned,
My answer then sharp
My rapier free
Avatar Queen
Not to sleep or to dream,
Your nightmare awoken
In daylight you scream
Avatar Queen
One curse washes clean,
Your blessings defaced
—no chance to redeem
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)
Categories:
sourest, dream,
Form: Rhyme
She made me live a life
full of life unnoticed
The sweetest contempt
from the sourest love
My broken parts amble by drizzled people
Cracking through frozen mist
that i wear with such aplomb
Drifting on long dead love
and never finding home
Categories:
sourest, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Fade back-
picture rap,
this here is capped,
my movement strap.
One voice,
a toy,
diibullar roid!!
I don't take voids!!!
I supply the stores,
dish on a pour because we ignore,
we don't score!
We don't admonish the sourest implore!
The envelope they licked scolded our whole...
Categories:
sourest, easter, endurance, friend, hope,
Form: Blitz
A passerine bird,
One of the smallest of sizes,
With a beak almost minute.
On its beak you can count many;
the tiniest to biggest,
the slimmest to the fattest,
the lightest to the heaviest,
the ugliest to the finest,
the sourest to the sweetest,
the slowest to the swiftest.
All on this paltry beak,
it houses them all.
And what do you liken this beak to?
A lad's might,it is.
Categories:
sourest, bird, strength,
Form: Rhyme
In the ripening air, petite blueberries of delight,
Barely ready to be devoured, so sour, float to me
and I catch each one with my mouth and I smush them.
Pulpy goodness almost satisfies. I tingle
like a dog during winter's first sprinkle.
The smallest - the sourest, are the hardest.
The sweetest I can mash with my lips alone.
My cresting tongue would like to savor.
Categories:
sourest, food, senses,
Form: Free verse
Avatar Queen
The mask or the screen
What’s never to know
What’s never to see
Avatar Queen
Your name to mislead
One more cryptic posting
That always deceives
Avatar Queen
Both petty and preened
The bees in your bonnet
Its stinger unclean
Avatar Queen
You know what I mean
With feelings all borrowed
And vistas unseen
Avatar Queen
The sourest cream
No reason to wish
All hope dressed in green
Avatar Queen
Your anger unweaned
My answer then sharp
My rapier clean
Avatar Queen
Not to sleep or to dream
Your nightmare awoken
In daylight you scream
Avatar Queen
One curse washes clean
Your blessings defaced
No chance to redeem
(Dartmouth-Hanover New Hampshire: July, 2016)
Categories:
sourest, allusion, fantasy,
Form: Ballad
It's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open
Don't try it, you might blow a gasket
There's a bunch of other stuff you should know
Before they put you in a casket
Greece's anthem has over a hundred verses
The seventh inning must take forever
The eye of an ostrich is bigger than its brain
They've got nice personalities however
A goldfish memory is only three seconds
Damn it, can't remember the next line
There's over than 300 dimples on a golf ball
I'm going to start counting mine
If they didn't add colouring to Coca-Cola
It'd be a ghastly shade of green
Cockroaches live nine days without their head
But they don't have a mouth to scream
A starfish apparently doesn't have brains
Called one of my buddies a “Starfish”
He really thinks I'm paying him a compliment
Some days he can be quite thickish
If you bang your head against a brick wall
You use up 150 calories an hour
Milk that's been sitting in the sun for days
Is most likely the sourest of sour
© Jack Ellison 2013
Categories:
sourest, fun,
Form: Quatrain
Mona Lisa, the lady I greatly adore
See her sophisticated beauty I implore
Put her portrait not in a large frame, but thin
She will surely give to you all her sourest grin
Written: Oct. 7, 2012
Honorable Mention
Contest: Seeking A Fresh Crop of Clerihews
Judged: 10/20/2012
Poet Sponsor: Andrea Deitrich
Categories:
sourest, funny,
Form: Clerihew
“Tis pain not concern, life in earth hath become off as vague scorn.
The poison of asp drips ahead of her tongue…her honeycomb hath dried…
Life sourest as wine gone wild of natural fermenting,
wrong of love she chose extreme delusion ere her love of truth.
Loose the yoke, chaotic, psychosis, strife let life's people renew.”
Categories:
sourest, confusion, life, love,
Form: Blank verse
The Elect Lady
~“Tis torture, and not mercy. Heaven in earth hath
become hell as woman scorn. The poison
of asps drips forth of her tongue…her honeycomb
hath dried…
Life sourest as wine gone foul of sweet fermenting.
Amiss of love, a strong delusion of her was chosen, ere
her love of truth. Loose the yoke, chaotic,
psychosis, Pharaoh let her people go.”~
For and in Honor of Wandering Butterfly
And Contest: Romeo and Juliet; How tragic is Love
Categories:
sourest, allegory
Form: Blank verse