this tangerine stone had a talismanic quality to it that greeted me
there was nothing super special about it on presentation
yet the minute I saw it, I felt a sacred kinship to it
this was not a gemstone, polished and primped for a showroom
This beauty was discovered by me, in my country realm
amid other stones in a hidden brook that makes tiny bubbles
I did not realize she was an amber until I had a rock hound take a peek
you have found yourself a piece of unblemished, virgin amber, he told me
He offered me money for it.
We had already bonded.
It would have been easier to sell my children.
She speaks to me, I am keeping her, I told him.
He nodded, understanding, which I knew he would.
Let’s parley about pasta as World famous as the rasta Bob Marley
With potato rascal parcel not American Italian stallion like Rocky
Cocky stubby not ice hockey puck but stocky chubby soft gnocchi
Pizza is also a master blaster for those who chose good food faster
Cool old school cellar creamy mozzarella dreamy stellar mortadella
Better also for pancetta regatta bold umami tsunami of salami army
Drunken rapscallions parmesan medallions gold from sunken galleons
More is less finesse caress expedient ingredient largess will impress
Motto in gourmet grotto wins the lotto is of course Goddess risotto
Totemic signature vinegar star Balsamic the talismanic tsar in a jar
By the way we're told they say come what may ever day "agrodolce"
My long-patched magician's suit
has been mothballed,
the trick pockets,
hidden springs and secret linings
no longer fool or bedazzle.
A white rabbit died in my top hat
the hat, I returned to Amazon
marked 'unused',
the stale rabbit droppings within it
failed to convince.
Age has revealed a wizened wizard,
a creature unmasked.
Should I now take up a similar profession,
one just as duplicitous and talismanic,
yet much less obvious,
forswear with a feigned confidence
that this new self be none other,
than a bona fide poet?
TRANSIENT
made visible
in the eponymous
to
first appear
a
point a
in
linear perspective
relief
with expressive
intensity
a breath
a downcast gaze
with furrowed brow
a presence
of
the
otherwise
as
realism
as
is heightened
by the
remarkable
facilitated
articulated
so processional
readily available
talismanic
effigies
of imagination
realised
by
desire
Ha ha a hullabaloo shouting hurrah is neither a hooked hippo nor a hollering hake. So dive into the deepest depths of an ocean globe and always wear a pretty apron or a pair of skin tight leather trousers when doing this brave and dangerous act. For it is a feat not a foot nor a fighting feet. Podiatrist arrives with a blanket for a podiatrist without a blanket can get very cold instead and be more comfortable in and on calves rather than see and view the mischievous and painful crusts on foot teeth. It is the voluminous veins. Wow. It is the talismanic treatment taking trauma. And a half kettle of ketchup! Watching. Ha ha a little button balancing on a ledge give hundred feet up. Xxxxx polypeptides Z z Z
A waterfall is neither a moon beam nor is it icing dripping from a big cake. It is wise to build fortresses of ice in skating weather but skiing weather cannot make the deadline so the cross country brigade of brigadoons are in areas unvisited and therefore unexplored by mankind. Cleanliness in a goblet goo and bleached bath bombs can eradicate even the most stale smell of blemished food. But watching a movie on a six mile screen is equivalent to eating banana peel on a motorway in a lay by. Tailoring treating treatments taking talismanic traders talking trees. And a big wide berthed arch on a canal path is exemplary style of an architectural wonder. Xx beanbags xx diagramming diamonds xx stratification z that was the p y q reporting from a snow globe.
My fascinating son
your divine entry in my life
was an amazing boon of God
that filled my heart
with ebullience and ravishment
you removed all darkness
of desperation and frustration
that my hard life ever had
and brought halcyon days back
my life was imbued with
excitement and exaltation
always my eyes were eager
to have scintilla of your visage
You have always been
an effervescent star of my destiny
and became quintessential
part of my life and
then developed a sempiternal relation
between Dad and Son
my happiness was beyond expression
to have a talismanic baby
now when you are a grown up
and matured son
I tell you one secret today
that all my troubles disappear
when I see my son smile.
(By Kishan Negi)
Talismanic turbans trade togas. How great. Short grin large grin. Big beam. And now an elephant in baggy trousers dancing. Peachtree waving. Chutney calling. Tantric trade. Tanks. Till not a tailor. Traditionalists trumpeting. One six zero. And a purple patterned silk cloth. Rice dance then. Kilowatt jewels. Oooh sparkly. Good. Hahahaha green relish. Hahahaha many many many many turrets. Xxxx Adriatic sea. *** corrosional. Z
Well twenty whales met ten goldfish at rush hour on the A9 but the heavily congested B85 was chewing on some straw that had fallen off a bridge. Hay deepens a drag from a nomadic tractor-trailer. And a speedboat carries cows on pleasure cruises around and around the fields. Ah look arriving is a smiling trough. Good. Trotting trotters tantrically tasting talismanic thoughts. And a bud rises. And a rose dances with a thistle. Pistols are prevalent in tall trees in blossoming canopies. And a fisherman rushes to catch a very large pike in a biscuit tin. Hahahaha figs waving in wild water in a dingy. Hahahaha watertight way. Hahahaha sundown eclipse button. Chanting caterpillar xxxx agnostic ant. Xxxx territoriality *** z.
Largely undiscovered radiant jewels were rock climbing up very sheer cliffs. Waves laughed beneath them and slammed into the stone in an attempt to make them fall. Yet the jewels inner manifestations,prowess and determination allowed them forward and up and up they went. No falling equalling no fallacy and diverting of falsehoods through endeavour. The once down dark depths of a diva crab was under the bed. It is hardly wise to place a piglet in a cage full of knives. Wielding wilfully weapons. Playing pingpong pool. Understand no logical fascination of a petal but butter in a leopard print cloud is exceedingly beautiful beam. Talismanic mystic flow then. And flowers ride the stream horses at dusk. Millipedes millions mingling minds. Hahahaha and a opulent orangutan in a suit. Hahahaha and a large baked fish face in a tie. *** dramatisation xxxx p y q 0 0 0 0 1 00 0 4 5 8 7 3 .0 in a laboratory x z.
Lemon shortbread tastes no better on a sunny day than a rainy day but wind is inclement conditions in which to eat a flan. ? Stare not at a wandering ivy bead plant for it is intelligent enough to understand that a dishcloth cannot cook in a microwave. Never stick a twig in a cup of tea as it might frighten the passing cucumber family whose strides reach five hundred miles an hour. Even on ice. For every toothpick there is an iced bun. And over alot of coffees discussion is not a relevant useful thing as wavering kebabs on boom clouds sumasault over the ray sharks. Hahahaha and now I will eat a pickle. I carried it for eons in a suitcase. Destroy not. Waste not. And be at one with an illuminated bus stop. Felon feet fetching. *** fraternities. *** trepidation. *** talismanic tantric trees talking xxxx xenophobic *** ha
Pickling peanuts is never that wise. Who would pour horseradish on a shoe of development. Christmas cards in April must be ****. Unadministered weaponary forces of shrews in igloos never swarm in a flock. So when the large birds that hum akin to sky operas it is then time for the tune of the mashed gherkin to rise and sing dressed in a flowing gown. No crown in a portly view of a partridge as partridges are great feathered wise ones that can punch well on a hedgerow boxing circus. Always be aware that a clapping clown of clam can spin at left angles in a global bake. And when triangles float no pea will sing again. Ink is obliterated. And chanting once dormant shall begin in earnest to bring forth change. Tailors. Tailored. Talismanic. Truth. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx sea birds. Xxxxxxxxx
A Talismanic Incantation
By Faleeha Hassan
Translated by Mahmoud Abbas Masoud
I gathered the pores of my being
And came to perfume them with your own fragrance
Only to discover that you are an oleander -- a rosebay
While in the memory of unease and apprehension
I trace some features that resemble no one but you
An image has its own dimensions
And, when hopelessness assails me, I have roads
That never cease to pull and lead me toward you
And while in the nook of anxiety
I fancy a preordained timing
For events that never materialize
The image draws near
And I talk to it
About the tons of heavy separation
That oppress the seasons of my life
I have recited you as rain
Yet your lightning never came near me
Alienation gathered thick
Tears heaved with gushing flow
Who will tell you that
My silence is like the mouth of a volcano
I am boundless
Yet fettered only by my own memory
And you are
And will always be
The ever-never closest to me
Harsh! The asphalt sac circumscribes my spirit
drowning the spectacle of sapphire ambiance
That whirls a blue crush over my suntanned face,
whose temples are rippling with shimmering grin
And ,merry bustling the spontaneous chills smothering
my qua-spirits yet spray a fiery furnace of detesting
Scandinavian epidermal whimpering over my incongruous
antics with the talismanic chemist ritualistically rebirthing
my vexed spirit chaffed away with enduring rejection of
a taciturn corps that writhed aggravatingly for it dresses
a being that is obvious of a race,say human identity....
You never saw
as nacre fibers
wove round my heart
the weight of your eye
had fallen to me
you never heard
the symphony,
as celestial bodies gasped
your wings had opened
and slid
against my soul
I had never felt
the smallest measure
of serenity
supine in your grace
tranquility,washed through me
you smelt of fresh baked bread
and now after tasting
your talismanic heights
excited beyond all measure
we fall from grace
within the arc of heaven
an angel sobs of loss,
as tears,
form in the firmament
and I can now,
weep of peace
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