Numbers have a lasting smell
while figures have a taste
Shapes can make an ancient sound
whose feelings stay untraced
Intuition grants a wish
to those who rebegin
Dimension in the blackest hole
new dwarf stars from within
Counting up or counting down
deception stays the same
What you gain or what you lose
redundant in the game
Endings come and endings go
ephemerally despised
Until the sacrificial lamb
—bleats out the final lie
(Dreamsleep: January, 2023)
Categories:
untraced, truth,
Form: Rhyme
He was a commoner desiring to be a soldier
After disappointing initial failure Steve Rogers
Got selected for super soldier experiment in US military
Serum injection and Vita-ray dosing made him muscular.
He toured the country in colorful costumes
During WW II time in fund raising campaign
For his patriotic endeavor during the national exigency
He was very proud to be designated as Captain America.
He proved his worth with fabulous bravery
When he could free all the war prisoners
Infiltrating alone the fortified fortress of the Hydra base
Of the Nazi General Schmidt, named as crafty Red Skull.
To stop him using weapons of mass destruction
Rogers confronted Schmidt inside his aircraft
That finally crashed in the icy waters of the Arctic sea
Schmidt vanished in space, Rogers remained untraced.
The Captain woke up in an old style hospital bed
After seventy years from suspended animation
A feat that befitted the extraordinary role of a superhero
Who assimilated the singular elements of the first avenger.
___________________
May 27, 2022
Contest : Captain America
Sponsored by : Robert James Liguori
Categories:
untraced, courage, fantasy, hero,
Form: Free verse
Tony said he was managing waste
When in fact, it was folk, he erased
He did see a shrink
But without a blink
He continued and hid them, untraced
The Sopranos
On A Lim Poetry Contest, placed 1st
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Date wrote: 3rd April 2022
Categories:
untraced, humorous,
Form: Limerick
The changing times,
the invisible wrap on the virtual space,
we call ours in the deceptive world
where we truly don’t belong
because our footprints fade in deserted life
swept by the blowing sands of time
throwing us out of the niche we call ours,
to where we turn into faceless aliens
struggling to measure the matrix of change,
an effort some say futile,
searching the green in the wasteland,
for the turning time will change
in the destined pattern it designs for us
in the kaleidoscopic show of life.
Let us not lament on what we’ve lost
to the times that receded untraced
to the dispossessed obscure past.
Let us celebrate what the present gives
in the real time and space we all share.
Let us step into the New Year
with the resolve to weave the tapestry of life
with the common strands of bliss and joy,
no time can take away from us.
December 21, 2018
Categories:
untraced, inspirational, joy, life, new
Form: Free verse
It dances deep in tranquil eyes
from velvet plumes of ether's calm
as soft as alabaster skies
It softly sings an ancient psalm
rewritten when the moon invites
in lavender of evening balm
It gently blooms with conscious slight
in zephyred streams of fragrant dreams
as lilacs waft the night towards light
Upon the page, untraced it streams
It dwells between the words – it seems
Categories:
untraced, inspiration, writing,
Form: Terza Rima
Just as I forgot your scent
Here you come again
Just as I erased your kisses
Again you steal my breath
The warmth of your body just left my breast
My fingers have untraced your chest
Your name was just now
erasing from my mind
And again everywhere I hear it chime
I thought I was rid of you
But no , you still persist
You'll always be the thing
that my mind cannot erase
Categories:
untraced, heartbroken
Form: Free verse
I seen a man
I seen a man
Bearing the weight of his yore problems in life
No tears wept, he left the emotions to his wife
I seen a man
Daring to proceed in front of crowds and be his own person
Discovering the independence of his character in confusion
I seen a man
Touch not, he could not feel
Speak not, his mouth was sealed
Hear not, no one can listen to his mind
Taste not, the insipid peels of lime
I seen a man
In his wild days, love, would be thrown out there
Following an untraced path, set in air
Hate would bubble within
But it would not erupt, only applause... Fading
His story would confuse the young, puzzle the old
This is just the introduction untold
I seen a man
Imaged in black and white
I seen a man
But I am blind
I seen a man
I seen a man
Rebecca C*
Categories:
untraced, adventure, devotion, husband, imagination,
Form: Verse
The split in the walls of Time
Widens, and you walk through
Corridors, eons, new…
Why can’t I come with you?
Up towering heights you climb
Seeking infinity
Far, in a sky-black sea…
Left here on Earth is me.
And you hear the centuries’ chime,
Caroling, one by one,
Tolling our time’s, now done:
Hope that is left…is none.
For now that you’ve vanished, I’m
Pining in this bleak place,
Dreaming about your face
Lost—untraced—in Space.
03-02-80
Categories:
untraced, angst, death, love,
Form: Verse