I create and raze
Spectacularly repeat
Then magic is born
Categories:
spectacularly, creation,
Form: Haiku
Reflecting its neighbourhood,
The lake water shone yellow.
Resembling a synchronisation of saturation
With the setting sun.
Seizing green colour of the grasses
The sun painted them gold.
Engrossed gazing pines dance spectacularly,
Only awakened with sparrows' chirps,
And Robins' melodious songs.
Perched on the edge of a dead tree,
Abrupt thoughts hovered my consciousness.
Despite a gust, the dead tree stayed firm.
Nighbours swayed, relished,
Departing sun of the beautiful evening.
It rests and rests....
The landscape mirrored delight,
It grieved its own death.
Incompetent to sense, the scorching sun,
The white sheet of snow, dusk and dawn.
It rests and rests....
Observed the ambience twice .
No mournings! no sorrow!
Nothing ceased their pace.
Infact , they moved on.
It rests and rests....
Categories:
spectacularly, age, death, extended metaphor,
Form: Free verse
You are way too things to me in particular
But there is one that is the most crucial of them all.
As well as the most vicious one?
It's the fact that you are quite impossible to attain
No matter how much one attempts
And believe me when I state that I have tried multiple times
They all always ended up failing spectacularly for me
And somehow, you ended up even further away than before
I don't know what it was that kept me attempting it
It always resulted in me getting wounded
And you getting away scot-free as you usually do
But then again, that is normal for you, isn't it?
You never seem to care about who you harmed back then or now
So maybe… it's a good thing that I failed then
You were exactly a good friend to anyone back then
You only seemed to care for one person: yourself
I don't quite understand how or why I was your friend
It was probably because of your honey words
I do understand however why the others left, though now
It's because of who you are as a human
You are the most vile and manipulative human to ever roam the planet
Even the most loathed being that lived has nothing on you
So… please do everyone a favor and drop dead
Categories:
spectacularly, anger,
Form: Free verse
He had a quixotic attitude
a true idealist
who believed in possibilities
the possibility of world peace
he spoke of this often
a spectacularly optimistic believer in goodness
he could have started a cult
if he had wanted to do so
a leader who inspired those lucky enough to know him
he passed at an early age
but left a marvelous legacy
he was a fabulous idealist
with a quixotic attitude
that has inspired many to try to achieve his level of optimism
Categories:
spectacularly, perspective,
Form: Free verse
A day like any other, yet so divine,
When you first breathed, and your life entwined with mine.
Years have passed, each moment a treasure,
Your growth and joy are beyond any measure.
From first steps to first words, I've watched you soar,
Each milestone is a gift I couldn't ask for more.
Your laughter, a melody that brightens my days,
Your curiosity leads you down in wondrous ways.
Today we celebrate not just your birth,
But the light you bring to this vast earth.
Your kindness, your spirit, your beautiful heart,
In this grand universe, you play a vital part.
Candles on cake, wishes whispered low,
Another year older, another chance to grow.
But know this, my darling, as certain as can be,
You'll always be that precious baby to me.
Your dreams are vast, your potential untold,
I'm here to support you, to watch you unfold.
On this special day, I just want to say,
I'm proud of you in every single way.
So blow out your candles, make a wish anew,
Remember always, my love for you is true.
Happy birthday, my daughter, my joy, my light,
May your year ahead be spectacularly bright.
Categories:
spectacularly, birthday, celebration, daughter,
Form: Free verse
Sitting on my fire escape reminiscing never forgetting my ghetto good TIMES! I remember those fetishesi often relished that and dis NEVER Dismiss any dimensions when it comes to dis VERNACULAR. I have learned exactly aand spectacularly! I speak I speak I speak GHETTO PROPERLY! I can not ever disrespect my BROTHERS my SISTERS ever hardly never dis them in this stranger's macreb system. Heeey it's all day GHETTO proper stop the cops at deh dor!
Oh! Deh dor?! Yeah you know I know much more many sentences I have spent with this from ghetto
Dreams all linked in the connection trend. I been thinkin'
Oh. What I meant to say is I've been thinking or can I...aah may I issue, I have dutifully contemplated? Mm you like that one huh? And you should know I only abbreviate words when I have the urge. It's only the proper thing to exact. Uh I make me sick sometimes! Yeah I do flaunt my SWAGGER when and or wherever I deem the situation needs devastion! Ah! It might require a specific matter. Ah! Naw stop that chatter! Scatter! Us this ghetto proper? WHO WILL HAVE THE NERVE. THE AUDACITY TO try and CORRECT ME?! I SAY it CORRECTLY aand then instantly
Categories:
spectacularly, 8th grade, art, discrimination,
Form: Alliteration
In the past 2 weeks
I have just been away
Under the guise of a so called
Break or holiday
The 1st of which was so incredibly
bad beyond description
When I came back I need another
to get over it
Unfortunately for me in the case of
the 2nd
That sadly didn't fare or turn out
much better
So in regards to holidays and break's
in future as for now
Maybe I'll be better off not so much leaving
As rather choosing to stay at home alone
Due to my recent
Two holiday breaks from Hell
And hopefully 1 day I may even eventually
be able to look back and laugh at and
find the funny side of them
Whereas but for now I don't find anything
about what happened at the time funny at all
In fact I probably won't be able to sleep
as it's still feels more like a nightmare
Pondering how on earth can anything
and everything go so spectacularly
wrong
From start to finish even including the
bits in between
Categories:
spectacularly, vacation,
Form: Free verse
Illusion of you
By Michelle Morris
21/05/2023
I put the illusion of you
On a pedestal
Our imaginary life
In a wishing well
All the secrets and lies
Hidden in graves
The dead can't speak
They tell no tales
But all that longing
Went nowhere
And all my wishes
Left me in despair
Because you moved on
When you walked away
Left me in tears
Destroyed in your wake
Why I still love you
Is quite the mystery
Because the pedestal tumbled
So spectacularly
The illusions vaporised
The heartache remained
Maybe I still love you
On another plane
© Michelle Morris, 2023
Categories:
spectacularly, emotions, heartbreak, love, love
Form: Rhyme
Bulldog Village was amazed by the new Emperor Not their Choice
He was appointed by his arrogant cousin Ms. Vee Two Royce.
She brought him in on a spectacularly pretty summer day.
But he showed his pompous arrogance to the natives right away.
He ran around showing off his overly puffy fur coat.
Making fun of the inhabitants, even farmer Joe’s old goat.
Male Bulldog Village great again! Was his banner cry.
It was a silly mantra for sure; I will not lie.
He ran around in clothing made by a tailor true.
Who convinced him that his silks were satin too.
He was wearing rags and we made fun of him.
The one who called him out was a pup named Jim.
“The emperor is not wearing satin or silk!
He looks like a fool; drinking kibble and milk.”
“Make Bulldog Village Great again!” yelled the fool.
We rolled our eyes he is such a tool.
Categories:
spectacularly, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
grandoise absolutes
spectacularly figured
complexions
Categories:
spectacularly, art,
Form: Ekphrasis
grandiose absolutes-
spectacularly figured
complexions
Categories:
spectacularly, art,
Form: Ekphrasis
Dour ferris wheel, are you haunted?
Dark a place to sit peacefully,
enjoy a spell if you’re lonely;
Disguised cloaked in what I wanted,
my insecurities flaunted;
False eyes like you understood me;
Dour ferris wheel
everything inside you taunted;
Needling me repeatedly
low lights glow spectacularly;
Your gloom never left me daunted,
Dour ferris wheel.
Categories:
spectacularly, dark, emotions, feelings,
Form: Other
How vast and pervasive is the Moon?
Hugeness hints there stand two
Orbs and a turbulent stream
Simply like the dawning sun
All over the half-moon horizon.
On the shore of credulity
The froth shed detritus and sea salt
Carving a path into level sand
Slicing the weft out of silk
By cutting across the fabric kernel
The waves were sealed on the scanty shore
The furor was in harmony with the dust
Pearl-like seaweed and scrubber.
Moonlight over the Sea at Dawn
It is ideal and so spectacularly tempting
The churning water bred white foam
I am enthusiastic to have the plunge
The tendons, sinews, and guts were all wary
A season invests these twilight hours
Fetch the ache and gentleness
Misleading magnetism
My inner mermaid is hopeless
The moon was merely out of the embrace.
It related me to a no-blue world
Spume was kicked by white ponies
As they did in our fourth year of dreams
Cantering toward the welling of time
In the utter stiffness at the two ends
Do not feel dire about shedding tears
The spectrum of the dull light
We never noticed.
Written: October 29, 2022
Categories:
spectacularly, adventure, destiny, dream, moon,
Form: Free verse
PATTERNS of PURPLE
filling
frescoes
recreated
spectacularly
in
facsimile
of
mystery
&
reserve
with
perfect style
light
&
gracious
to float
up in
vibrant
visible
spheres
alongside
lyrical memories
with
limitless
love
ease
& sympathy
coyly
engrossed
with
intimacy
in
dream
beauty
&
harmony
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
Categories:
spectacularly, poetry,
Form: Other
Hammy the Hamster had no particular talent that he knew.
He did have a long fat tail that spectacularly grew and grew
One day he fell into some paints, and his paws turned out blue.
He made the cutest prints on a canvas, then slid in some glue.
You are an artist! His mother and father said, admiring him so.
They told every hamster from Des Moines to KoKoMo.
He has been featured in Art Magazines and has had a show.
His favorite paints are the psychedelic acrylics that really glow.
Categories:
spectacularly, 1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form: Rhyme
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