The hurt is pooling in my throat
and to avert the watershed,
you build the dams I tolerate,
make my demands the stagnant moat
where if the bridge is drawn, I'll drown
So I hold on to stay afloat
Then, once I'm safely back onboard,
your gaze, a hazel gray garrote,
will take my breath away, instead
I tolerate the dams you build
for fear I'll find no other boat
An Olympic swimmer named Pete
Is disqualified – when caught as a cheat
He propelled through the water
Much faster than he aughta
It’s down to the food he would eat
Before each race he eats sprout curry
Then enters the pool in a hurry
He farts during each length
Stench increases in strength
So other swimmers have to scurry
Pete farted but then ‘follows through’
The swimming pool turned green with pooh
Bubbles of foul gas
Still stream from his ass
Caught cheating the air turns quite blue
Much to cheater Peter’s chagrin
His speedo’s can’t hold the poop in
Pete’s now banned from all pools
For breaking all the rules
Thus proving cheaters cannot win
06/18/23
It's miraculous how a tiny seed can grow into a tree
And it's nothing Less how your sweet voice can steal my heart from me
From lowest lows to highest highs you span the sonic plane
With melOdies and harmonies that soothe like summer rain
I never in a million years thought I could feel this way
But a million years must haVe come and gone, not forever and a day
And if you were to ask of me what this is all about
I'd say, look within the words my dEar and then you will find out
You fly far, don’t return to nest at dusk,
my loneliness, frozen night,
melts in tears at drab dawn.
You drift away in currents of torment,
my heart splinters like pebble
in cascade of sadness.
Storm of discord rifts our frail horizon,
cloudburst sky cleaves the yearning,
I lose you in debris.
November 19, 2019
Syllable count : 10/7/6 each stanza
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Title chosen : Undercurrent of Melancholy
Contest : Pick A Title, Vol. 11-Kimo (3 Stanzas)
Sponsor : Edward Ibeh
UNDERCURRENT OF MELANCHOLY
Flow of melancholy in opulence
pricking piercing pleasant pain
oozing from chasm of heart.
Somber solemn sacred soul stops to sense.
Deep depression despondence
seeks tolerance in vain.
Bubbling blood flooded though lamentation.
Undercurrent stream of dream
craving aspiring hope.
Checked Syllable count 10-7-6
11/23/19
Third Place
'Pick a Title vol 11 Kimo Poetry ' Contest by Edward Ibeh.
Poems I pen echo melancholy
and I take your hand in mine -
down a woebegone path . . .
Feel each word for the deep nuance whisper
each gloomy memory drips -
hidden is a sweet joy . . .
Come reader on my poetic journey
read my mournful words and weep -
let me into your heart . . .
_______________________________
November 15, 2019
Poetry/Kimo/Undercurrent of Melancholy
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1198-628-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest Pick a Title, Vol II - Kimo
sponsor, Edward Ibeh, Title inspiration - #4 - Undercurrent of Melancholy
Third Place
Undercurrent of Melancholy
beneath yawning ribs time-eaten bay sinks
down the sea-poose of the blues
carrying somber hues
mind reverberates with the fall of ice
sullies tramp down a stuffed soul
ushering in smolder
against it come the menacing thunders
through the world not left at peace
and spin old memories
Pick A Title, Vol 11 - Kimo(3 Stanzas) - Poetry Contest
Enter Contest
4. Undercurrent of Melancholy
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
15 November, 2019
sudden tears erode the beach in his eyes.
swift vortex, of addiction
and shame, grave undertow.
eyes and taut lips, precariously lift
illusory light, but truth
hails ebon of a shark.
necessary aloneness harbors pain,
sailing on and on, anchor
never drops, digs in deep.
11/8/2019
Pick A Title, Vol 11 - Kimo(3 Stanzas) - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Title chosen: #4 UNDERCURRENT OF MELANCHOLY
Her husband passed away so suddenly
she pastes a smile on her face ...
heartache is kept inside
Three young children miss their daddy so much,
she tries to make fun filled days ...
life just has to go on
When she is all alone in the evening
she sobs into her pillow,
and cries herself to sleep
Pick A Title, Vol 11 – Kimo (3 Stanzas) - Poetry Contest
4. Undercurrent of Melancholy
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh
10,7,6 checked with how many syllables
11/7/19
disconsolate flow of cascading woe
resonates in my aura-
for I am despondent
implicated in melancholic fears;
visceral scars, my zenith-
apathetic spirit
mediocre ways of my days somber,
feeding the grimace pain wears-
undercurrent echoes
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(howmanysyllables.com)
Date - November 6, 2019
Chosen theme - Undercurrent of Melancholy
Sponsor - Edward Ibeh
the undercurrent pulls
drawing me down
to murky dark depths
where sinister abounds
the undercurrent pulls
my body it sweeps
pulling my out
its anger it keeps
the undercurrent draws
a turbulent tempt
it tumbles my heart
with vehement intent
the undercurrent rages
But I'm sturdy and strong
adept in the water
for that's where I belong
the undercurrent subsides
I'm floating serene
my eyes see the sun
I still live, I still dream
Eileen Manassian
Reposting another deleted poem....
I could never communicate to you my pain; it was always hit or miss.
Maybe you sensed where my burden lay, but far more likely,
You felt this pain at some point in your past.............or future,
and are only recalling your own experience, your own burden.
Yet it was so obvious I was hurting; that much you could tell.
So a gentle smile was all you offered, no words, no hidden meanings.
Just love and compassion, now and forever..............hurt is universal.
I never wanted you to understand what I never understood.
What if time collapsed this paradox? Our story has been written
What if love saw through these walls? The characters have been set.
Two opposing undercurrents flow just beneath the surface:
Love unites, fear divides.
Pain revives the deepest of my heart's confessions;
It was from your love I chose to hide.
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