On this earth, which the man beholds
As his sanctuary own, he has proved
The mightiest of all and defied
Challenges unthinkably hard,
Has taken the route of science
To go up the value chain
That shields him from disasters
And plagues but at what price?
Lives sacrificed and centuries wait,
All seem to go up in flames
As out of the blue Coronavirus strikes.
A reminder that the world is flat for all
Crowns and paupers no difference
None owing its pardon for a bribe
Coronavirus the cruel is at his door
With its penchant to attack the crowds,
And known for its savor for flesh vintage
Goes on the rampage in search
Of the vulnerable old, raring
To afflict and put him to death,
Heart wrenches as digs invisibly the pest
Into his kith and kin to reach unto him.
Fight between the man and the devil
Is heating up every second
As destiny stands with bated breath,
With the economy in ruins and so the life
The man needs to hit the devil fast
Where it hurts the most
By cutting off its wingspread
By him moving into a loner's life
A skill that's not easy on the man
But once mastered Coronavirus
Is bound to lay down its arms.
Categories:
unthinkably, anxiety, courage, death, life,
Form: Free verse
What do you need right now?
I feel like I would enjoy a long retreat
from human voices,
a free to reverse
get out of jail vacation
from inside voices,
especially my own.
Who would keep you entertained?
Who would you listen to
with affection,
passion,
curiosity,
interest,
engagement,
immersion,
amusement,
without hearing human voices,
including your own?
Maybe I would learn to speak in squirrel scold
and nutty chatter,
in buzzing bee,
whining predative mosquito searching,
warning rattler,
purring and hissing cat,
stoned silly river sibilant
sad satiated sensory sunset
moon rise advent of enlightening mystery
surf breathing ocean, inhaling and slow shushing out
demented and delighted dreamscapes,
hawk warnings
mourning dove reassurances
Earth's undisputing stillness
still partially well
Blessing ridiculous ravens
cawing out for each other,
"Here we brazenly are, together;"
never having heard of blackbird pie,
unthinkably naive,
unspeakable joy of togathering flight
without tomorrow's forbidding consequences,
breathing in remembered fight
to outward reimagined flight.
Categories:
unthinkably, appreciation, earth, environment, happiness,
Form: Free verse
blood against own blood
dad slays son for renounced faith...
unthinkably cold
Writing Challenge 5, May 2019, Senryu Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Dear Heart
Date written and posted: 05/30/2019
Categories:
unthinkably, betrayal, dark, family, murder,
Form: Senryu
Too much of something?
Does that even exist
Could you just postpone it and unthinkably resist?
Too much of love
Or too much wing swings of a dove
Too much of not enough
Can make things quite rough ?
Lost a chance sat at home
-is likely to haunt you till you're just bone
Has it even occurred ?
Or is it obscured
What is it that you couldn't afford.
What could you tell and give the world ?
Your idea your love
Your bright you
You could be starting a unneeded fight.
Too much of anything can be bad.
Love is born ,
It stays for us all , does fluctuate
Can fluctuations make it go?
You met someone you love can it be overdone and spoiled by a move?
Hope is born it's there
we Sometimes let hope go
But is it too much or not enough of kept hope ?
Could you meet someone too much ,
Spend the time and endup in a encapsulated rush ?
Do I go or do I stay ,
can you know if its the right day?
Enough you had with life you led
Too much of actions you delayed
Never let you two become wed.
Or let the ideas be bred.
Not enough you had helped .
Love yourself go towards life
Never postpone or it will be too late.
Categories:
unthinkably, absence, birth, care, love,
Form: Free verse
Unthinkably Forgiven
He runs like the rain
yet his feet stay in place
he skips to the beat of your favorite melody
but the beat like a heart murmur has no energy
he hustles like scarface and it keeps him going
but his possessions are much too big
for his mansion when it's snowing
his gold shines vibrantly like a castle in a fairy tale
but that doesn't stop him from running
to his mailbox on time to check for sales
he dresses himself fresh from head to toe
but he starts to realize
that these aren't the clothes that his father chose
from that to this nothing else goes
he's your leader in the game of life
but your follower in the one true love: Jesus Christ
As he prays, he forgets about he days...stuck in the maze
finding peace and joy, solid livin', truly blessed...unthinkably forgiven
By: Aleasha A. Martin
Categories:
unthinkably, faith, hope, life, urban
Form: Rhyme
One unthinkably hostile debate
started in a colosseum :
a path to kill the clemency.
A comatose truth was listening to lies.
They were pointingly arguing about
the nukes option to bring about the peace
and prosperity on the strife torn earth.
Total anihilation will initiate a new world.
Troubled times; the failure of sacramental thread
to tie the god. The king presides over
the sweaty palms which failed the swords.
Deprivation will breed the contempt for theater.
Horses were ready to disobey the order.
Shoes were thrown on altar.
The eyes were everywhere in the wounds, stained
with guilt, never to celebrate the victory.
SATISH VERMA
Categories:
unthinkably, adventure, allegory, angst, animals,
Form: I do not know?