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Aeriforms - Supernatural Scifi

sometimes 
misconstrued
in a fluorescent grove
where malachite petals
marry emerald blades
verbose biting chews 
too close to the cheek
among a confetti of bees
amid undulating bumps 
of raw superfluous air

interdimensional entities 
of spectral occurrence
wave with graphic-less suave
to gurgles, to coos, to hehs 
seek noodle communication
to a bouncing mistaken few
using the eyebrow medium 
of coincidence
a babbling infrasonic tool 
of curious happening

sometimes
misunderstood
exhume, with heed
supressed benevolence
they fly shapelessly 
in quartered skies
aloof in mocking flight
frilly, frothy entities
divebombing ghettos
exacting urban sprawl
chance upon neonates 
and families out picnicking
feeding babies whose
knowing smiles to air 
see, or do they?
 – beware
Aeriforms

Ready To Confess

Cop stopped us and we were guilty as truth.
I thought I might need some money for bail.
But God had better plans for I am blessed.
Batted our eyes, which always works for Ruth.
A fine supersized fantastical tale
supressed


All my crazy friends were blitzed, broke and tanned.
Others at this point might have been depressed.
Inebriated, I began to wail
I caught myself before I broke down and
confessed


Written 11-16-2020
Contest: "The Speaker" Curt Sonnet
Syllables checked with www.howmanysyllables.com 
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick

Happening 56 Ear Candy

tears,
         emotion
swells
      within..
and..
        stays:
yells out
yet is 
        supressed,
sadly
      it
          cries,
'til
     in time
bursts
       forth 
              aloud

inspired by Nimrod Enigma theme

A Burning Flame

A burning flame resides inside me..
It has been suppressed..
Supressed flames of the soul
This burning flame is about to ignite
Ignite the flames that had existed within for so long..
I am truly on fire now..

With all of my being..
Being here..
Being there..
Only the burning flame matters
The fire storm of burning flames within..
So it shall remain
Now until eternity..

A burning flame that resides inside me has spread..
Spread like wildfire..
The veil has been lifted..
My soul has been lifted..

My soul has been set free..
I am free now..
To create..
In a state of becoming..

After all the soul yearns for love..
The soul yearns for experience..
The soul yearns for creating..
The soul yearns for joy..

My soul has been set free..
Liberating it feels..
I shall taste it's deliciousness..
I shall smell it's fragrance..
Intoxication of magnificance..
I shall see it's divine aura..

Divinity of the senses..

Houdini

As he walked,
Breathed,
Talked,
Sneezed,
The root of all evil was indeed marinating deep within him,
A natural seasoning,
A cue for treason,
Short side of critical reasoning,
His attire was outfitted for any season,
His shoes covered many miles,
He supressed plenty smiles,
The eradication of the same breath he enjoys
dazzles his need to cause 
pain and suffering.

He likes to be the Big Bad Wolf,
Follows his prey and performs a Houdini act,
Dangerous is an understatement,
Violence and cruelty is the aftermath,
He doesn’t know any better,
Desensitization at its finest,
He takes pride in adding the minus,
He takes pride in fulfilling his addiction to adding the minus.

Addiction

contentment contradicted by emotions supressed
more like medicated happiness 
an unmanagable mess
lost in deception
denial, i lied to my self
with a destorted perception
I sabatosh my health
abandon my values
turn my back on my kin
in a control battle with addiction
I delusianaly think I could win
a downward spiral of adventure
in which im killing my self
its time to surrender
its time to seek help

Nigeria, Now We Know

They stood on highly placed podiums
In densely packed stadiums
Making promises, unwitting and false
And now we wait as time slowly crawls

Now we see
The so called promise of a fatherland
Smeared with cruelty and blood stained sand
Treachery and fear of the dreaded boko haram
Bringing tragedy, pandemonium and widespread alarm
Tainting a religion of peace. Noble Islam
Fanaticism some say; but terror is their way

Now we hear 
The blood curdling screams
As we awaken from terror filled dreams
Outcries of electoral rigging
From supressed political teams 
Woeful tales in news broadcast
And we wonder, how long these will last

But now we know better
Than to hear their sugar coated words
Or to see their finely painted worlds
Yes; now we know better

2d Life

Her heart is stone cold she cannot be loved
A wall a defence she's built years to protect
Raw emotion nor attraction ever expressed
Heart closed to letting inside her chest

This wall has withstood the test of time
But for what benefit? to strengthen mind?
A saviour from feelings she wants to deny
Not ever experience what life is like to know

Perfect world in her eyes, no tears to be felt
All thoughts simply a matter of black and white
No colour, no sunshine, no rainbow or smile
Just a two dimensional life, day and night

The heart unloved is surrounded by steel
Long supressed emotions no longer real
Stripped and seperated mind and heart
How long can one sustain until falling apart

This world sealed for her until death thy part

Unlocking

Poetry is the key
To open doors inside my mind; 
The cluttered cupboard swings open
Releasing hoarded memories in a crashing cascade
Of almost unwanted and not quite forgotten objects,
Complete confusion once supressed behind shut wood
Has erupted and lies in a heap for all to see.
The next door leads outside
To a cold and barren landscape,
A skeletal tree with no leaves
Shakes as wind whistles and weaves
Between branches reaching forlornly
Towards a glimmer which might be the sun.
Down a dark corridor to the last door
Swathed in shadows, eerily quiet
The key clicks in the lock,
I nudge the door open and see the light
Trickle in, feel warm sun on my skin
As I step onto a green lawn with a low stone wall
I sit down and survey my surroundings;
It is peaceful, alone but not lonely,
Because I remember the words you said under the trees that day
And the new certainty that I could find my way.

At War With My Mind

I am at war 
At war in my mind 
I Wonder what I will find 

Inside....

A mind full of pride 
supressed by humility 
Trying to be confident in the face of insecurity 

My mind.... 

Trying to release thoughts of progression 
held as prisoners by repression 

My mind...

needs to be freed
Im uprooting every weed
and sowing in pure seeds

I try 

No lie... I do try 

The epicenter of my being
stops me from seeing 
truth. 

but connect it to my spirit 
and the lord will vist.

Nose To Nose

Our bodys close
I feel the heat radiating, pulsating
The sweet smell of your cologne tickles my nose
Your making me quiver from head to toe
Breathing deep and lost
Skin so soft
All to be heard is our heartbeats,
As you hold onto your breathe
Your short gasps of air, my fingers gliding threw your hair
Bliss at its finest
Laughing supressed
Our actions take us onto the cold hard floor
Oh, how I love our tickle wars

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November 6th, 2005

November 6th, 2005
Pulled up to my house
Couldn't believe my eyes
Everyone sobbing
Couldn't control their tears
What's going on??
Time to face my fears
With no idea
I just ran and asked
To hear the news
My big brother had passed
Empty & broken
I ran to my room
Not talking to anyone
I was so damn confused
Retracing my weekend
Thinking to myself
What's the last thing I said to him,
The night that I left?
Beating myself up
Trying to dig in deep
Did I tell him I loved him?
Such a painful memory
Find myself writing 
With nowhere to go
My heart takes me to him
For what reason I don't know
Guess there is a lot supressed
Pent way up inside
Forcing its way out
Through the pain that I hide
It eats me up
Not knowing that night,
I was walking out the door
Saying my last Goodbye
Tear after tear
Ache after ache
That November night
That ultimate heartbreak
Finally releasing my heart
From the prison that its in
Letting go of the unknown
Now the hurt can end
November 6th, 2005
The day he left
And a piece of my heart died

Vengeful-Beast!

The beast has been unleashed 
no longer willing to be supressed 
and hidden in gloomy chambers 
no longer willing to hold onto the anger 
which has been a long suffering burden 

Constantly beholding fake  smiles 
on the visage of pretenders, lovers of illusion 
master-creaters of volcanic-like pressures 
seeking to behold a stupefying explosion 

People and things testing how far they can take me 
cause me to wonder they're watching and plotting 
to see if they can break me.. 

Well, now the beast is hungry 
stalking his prey 
ready to pounce on whatever's in his way 

So go ahead, waltz your presence by my lair 
I'll show you about playing fair 

Just remember you asked for this! 
It was never my intention to unleash this beast 
but now it's time for him to feast! 

And, when he is done there won't be much left 
just a whirlwing of destruction 
hanging on his last breath..

Don'T Touch Me

The haunting past which sits in my mind,
of that slow dark shadow,
floating across my wall as I try to sleep,
fearing of what it will do,
I freeze in my soul,
wanting to shout,for it might go away,
The attack is without pain,but of shock,
the man I've known since birth...why?
In my head,swirling past the thoughts,
of the touch easing it's way towards me,
the want to turn over for protection,
for concealment,but to no avail.

The tears,in silence is supressed,
not being heard and my soul aches,
many times before I've felt it,
when will it end?
the cold covers me as the warmth of the blanket falls away,
my heart stops,"I don't want to be touched",
my soul cries for help,oh God,help me,
the shadow touches like a nightmare,
I feel sweat building as I strain to keep my eyes shut,
it seems to last all night.

As sudden as it came,it floats away,
leaving in it's wake as I lay in fear,
the thought of committing suicide,
I wake in the morning wondering,
was it all a dream,a nightmare,or was it real,
the only thing I know,
is the memories,hate,and resentment that I feel.

You Wish You Were Me

Knowledge is wisdom
and wisdom is learned
life is a circle
it constantly turns
the world is a book
of many pages
it continues to grow
as long as time ages
empathy equals the knowledge you've earned
sympathy comes from
the force of the universe
silence pressured
by a world of unknown
truth thats supressed
afraid to be shown
you  look down on me  
and snarl your nose
i laugh at you
i watch your fear grow
you fear
what you don't understand
I'm just a smart ass taking a stand
you hide 
behind blinds of despair
I look for light
inside of dead air
my words are clear
my energy a force
your mind is cluttered
your energy is torn
between what you want
and what your expected to be
deep down inside,
You wish you were me

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