VITALITY
encapsulates
celebrates
innovation
hurtling
pell-mell
straight towards
an encounter
with
the viewer
veering
en route
in
movement
one to another
between
wrong turns
a restlessness
some haste
is
detected
& is
understandable
part
of this
zest
underwhelming
feels peculiarly
unfamiliar
in
an encounter
so brief
an
excursion
disjointedly
underplayed
Power in multitudinal forms, for one to choose—
If selected……….Nature…Man Comforted
Science…Nature Destroyed
Knowledge…Superstitions Nullified
Ignorance…Innocence Groomed
Reason…Emotion Underplayed
Emotion…Reason Vanished
If chosen……….Man…Woman Silenced
Woman…Society Progressed
Beauty…Eyes Pleased
Love…Hearts Thrived
Friendship…Difficulties Overcome
Enmity…Humanity Killed
If preferred……….Money…Corruption Ensured
Plentitude…Fall Guaranteed
Poverty…Honesty Honed
Politics…Democracy Crushed
Reign…Citizens Enslaved
Religion…Discrimination Erupted
If picked……….Words…Poetry Fashioned
Music…Stress Soothed
Smile…Problem Resolved
Silence…Enemies Encountered
Anger…Relationships Collapsed
Violence…Self Persecuted
If wise………. the favoured is DIVINITY,
For its omnipotent-assured-shielding Supremacy!
A STIRRING STANCE
its clever hand
& intended aim
with deeds of dare
a heart to race
&intent to gain
underplayed
at the line
acumen unbounds
destined
to be destroyed
this raging hell
at eventide
fallen from the sky
such irony
would break
in time
bequeathed
& placed upon display
to leave
all regret
behind
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
When Peggy Lee looked down
And said with a powerful surround
Is this all there is
No wonder or fulfilment in this
Did you buck up and take notice
In her veins it was cold as ice
Do you wonder where it went wrong
As she journeys through this song
So wonder at your own life
As how much of it is underplayed strife
What did she really think
When she caused suck a stink
As she asks the question of the world
And is this all there - in what is no longer held.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Brush off today for no real reason or rhyme
and return to one special point in time.
Reliving my senior year, life at its prime,
Planning for college, an auspicious climb;
The focus had changed from my family to peers.
Now recalling classmates, not seen in years
awakens my heart and brings a few tears.
Knowledge "gained", we were Pilgrim pioneers.
While true wisdom was often underplayed,
ev'ry new conquest was a check mark made
to ready us for adulthood's upgrade.
Ready to conquer the world, or so we thought.
from seventeen to seventy; I've been overwrought
but still learning to learn; life was not for naught.
Return to the present for real reason and rhyme
evaluate today as a special point in time.
Appreciate each moment, collect thoughts sublime.
In fifty more years, in our memories may they chime.
May 26, 2019
Tumult was I ready for the fight.
My mother use to tell me that I was too shy -
that I would avoid chaos and lose out.
However, those girls would not give up.
She says you are a peacekeeper until they f*ck*p!
How true is the truth?
Fracas was heard throughout this section of the city.
People from other parts would drive their cars to witness the mêlée.
I was never involved until one day those girls tested my faith.
I was sitting in the yard enjoying the sunshine…
When they came in front of the house talking loud.
– Nagging- [Those Girls]
Why does she think she is too much?
-Bragging-[-]
Is this a rumor you heard?
-Dragging-[Those Girls]
Not a word of response was given.
These girls knew to go on with their business.
My Dear Mr. Heck,
The song you quote
May be dreck...
But it's truth forsure,
And underplayed,
The company folded long ago,
One clear factor for sure I know,
The owner spent his days playing golf,
Hired brainless butt-kissers whose thoughts were slow,
And customer service was on a par..
With Nazi treatment at Auchwitz,
Sometimes even more bizarre...
If asked by a customer straight out, I couldn't lie,
So I would shout.
"Run for your life rather than buy here...
The end's at hand, it's very clear...."
So the employees joined the customers screwed,
And faithful vendors got the worst,
Mr. Arnold Hershbain, the villian supreme,
Has now built another evil nest.