Merquiene a nutty layered
Chocolate filled layered
Cake
With whipped cream and
dried fruits.
Soaked in orange liquer.
With a thin blueberry tart
or thin blueberry pie.
The Trophy of the Gods
A Night of Championship
Encounters.
Wines and desserts.
After a day of hickory
and mesquites.
Might the elegance of
Night ;sort the Champions
from the contenders.
Only contention to give
Chance, to those who stand
Before the legends of Night!
Raspberry tart and mint chocolate
Ice cream.
BBQ'd Alpaca and cous cous
With lime, cilantro, rice and cumin!
Enough garlic and sour cream
to make the smokey meat
Jive with the onions, peppers
and rice!
Sweet the romance of dessert
Of crusted bluish berried
decadance
which dances reheasted.
Oh what ah night!
Sumthangs like a
Nourish Cabernet!
Sweet,Sweet sorrento
Ah via rhine Beso!
Categories:
trussing, abortion, art, drink, french,
Form: Classicism
After three decades and a kicking more,
I deem it glaring waste and blatant loss
To play sad part of second servile fiddle
In elite cadres agleam with ersatz gloss.
Whatever charged scrolls attuned to pelt
With loaded deterrents deft souls that try,
I now must with age's ever-tightening belt
Stand to trite spites and their swipes defy.
Despite your puffed plots sick to the brim,
Those smiling streaks quite honed to trim
Purest dreams spruced by endless hopes;
I must pull down your fog’s fettering ropes.
Your lusts-spitting spikes I'll at last shame,
And sink them beneath your gloomy mast;
None of your snaky snares again shall trap,
Nor any of your foiling fangs soil this name.
All your trussing tentacles I must bid adieu,
Now that I am at last wholly done with you!
Categories:
trussing, allegory, allusion, anger, betrayal,
Form: Epic
a large unidentifiable creature
was washed up bloody on the beach
and a four km long circular structure was spotted
slowly crawling across the ocean floor
elliptical bases held up by pillars
are resting underwater outside the coasts
and there are pyramids lurking
beneath the Bermuda triangle
there's something that has to know
her deep secret will eat us up,
play with our minds, and teach us to find
the paraphernalia and minutia of our own bodies--
of our own world--
before we cross the water
and see ourselves as powerful giants
who can conquer the elements.
and the men with their helmets
are in awe of their own actions
as they set up the trussing
like she never created it first
her deep secret will eat them up
and leave them bloody on the beach
her deep secret will eat us up
Categories:
trussing, creation, destiny, humanity, mystery,
Form: Free verse
We think but there is nothing to think about.
We speak but our words don’t have any scenes.
“Money comes, money goes”....
Thoughts comes thoughts vanishes...
We fight to be successful and intelligent
But all we find is what life brings us.
We fight for the roots of our four fathers but forgetting our existence is perishing.
I think to myself...
The world is trussing and turning as the elite determines its future.
I meditate to my grave as I see the world closing up on me.
As soon as they opened our eyes we woke up.
Categories:
trussing, life,
Form: Blank verse
I'm just a rover,
I'm just a stranger,
I've got no home,
And my Fate is ranging.
***
But I wanna get,
But I wanna find,
And I wish forget,
And don't be ever blind...
***I'm looking for the Sun,
I'm looking for the Summer,
And the place where is Love,
Where lives Love without dramas.
***
Feeling being free,
Looking for the Freedom,
But not "I",but only "We"
We can build the Kingdom.
***
Because one is nothing;
Alone hidden shelter,
We must keep up trussing,
We must be together.
***
I just walk through desert,
I just walk through hearts,
While World is crazy,
We'll be getting nuts.
***
I'm looking for the Sun,
I'm looking for the Summer,
And the place where is Love,
Where lives Love without dramas.
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Categories:
trussing, husband, love,
Form: Lyric