Man O’ Man can’t conquer the mother!
Hitherto, the quoth be gather.
To the havoc, thy avarice, foment;
The virulence is a channel of chastisement.
Man O’ Man can’t conquer the mother!
Hitherto, the quoth be gather.
The virulence is evil of discrete; say vox populi.
Is this matter fit to greet; nay Mehdi.
Man O’ Man can’t conquer the mother!
Hitherto, the quoth be gather.
Ipso facto, there will be a Jenner;
But the limbo, thence, ratifies the beginner.
Man O’ Man can’t conquer the mother!
Hitherto, the quoth be gather.
Categories:
virulence, god,
Form: Rhyme
A world arises as dryad clusters of interlaced oysteruos flair umbrellas fairies from sunburst orb piercing rays. Vast umbra fae churn soil into a sea of plush fungi filigree in midst fields blanketed with lush evergreen forestry. Highland's spore-bearing rush wild, elevating charm. The gloaming illumination, an alternate universe climaxes as Jinns grant wishes to intermesh the electric event, an
aesthetic landscape
strawberry capped stems with white
polka dot sprinkles!
pixie’s apple bright garden
toadstool suspects virulence
Categories:
virulence, fantasy, planet, world,
Form: Other
Man O’ Man can’t conquer the mother!
Hitherto, the quoth be gather.
To the havoc, thy avarice, foment;
The virulence is a channel of chastisement.
Man O’ Man can’t conquer the mother!
Hitherto, the quoth be gather.
The virulence is evil of discrete; say vox populi.
Is this matter fit to greet; nay Mehdi.
Man O’ Man can’t conquer the mother!
Hitherto, the quoth be gather.
Ipso facto, there will be a Jenner;
But the limbo, thence, ratifies the beginner.
Man O’ Man can’t conquer the mother!
Hitherto, the quoth be gather.
Categories:
virulence, desire, emotions, humanity, metaphor,
Form: Rhyme
Tsunami I am called, myself an anomaly of creation.
When seismic waves pass quaking the earth,
And tectonic plates move from the depths of the ocean,
I am born out of chaos and everyone curses my birth.
I come whirling, swirling, churning, and sweeping,
And strike man and beast without rhyme or reason.
Frothing with fury, I am deadlier than a Tornado.
Both of us like twins in virulence appear in all seasons.
Like a mountain erupting suddenly from the depths,
I shoot upwards into the sky in torrential force.
As I dance my macabre dance, men flee helter- skelter
In panic and frustration, finding no other recourse.
Before they can get away too far from me,
I am out to swallow them raw and rude.
I obliterate everything in a sweep of blinding fury,
Crashing on and gulping down everything, so crude.
Categories:
virulence, anger, angst, dark, death,
Form: Personification
Imposed truth
by means of virulence...
it's not true, it's violence...!
Categories:
virulence, allegory, allusion, analogy, appreciation,
Form: Light Verse
From life, i
wish to be partner,
not just passenger.... !
of being a man,
I don't worship musculature,
no athletic strength...but
virility without violence,
no virulence...
On the female side,
the tender sensitivity,
constructive... without subservience.
To be a physical body...
I appreciate the alignment
with right principles,
sans arrogance...
Of being soul, the constant search
of improvement...
Of being human, yes, humanly
to share with the brothers,
pure teachings...
And wait patiently
the final meeting
of the spirits...!
Categories:
virulence, extended metaphor, journey, spiritual,
Form: Light Verse
I have a picture of a barren land,
a moldy tree devoid of fruit and leaves.
Above the moon amid clouds rise gloomily
as no rays reaches the muddy land.
Look behind the tree, you'll see me there.
An evil stench carried on the night breeze,
sounds of horror coming from the dead
as clouds hide even the small consolation
of the rising full moon, yellow and bane.
Virulence rules, malevolence masters.
The breeze turns into a whipping wind
moans of ghouls and demons uncouth,
peace and common sense buried in the mud.
A cat named Satan walks up to a tree,
Scaly, sallow skin, corrugated and cold
evil eyes, oozing blood, look balefully at me.
Yet I am strong, I never give in.
I fought the inner demon and I won.
Tribulations come our way,
Temptations come, temptations go
for God will always care for me.
Categories:
virulence, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
Ants exemplify diligence
With their labor-propped persistence
Smiting attacking indolence
Amidst united resilience…
They don’t starve when there’s pestilence
Since they work against virulence
Warning laziness’ insistence
To flee from crises’ prevalence…
Learning from insects’ competence
Rebukes me of my negligence
I confess industry-pretense
“Help me, Lord, to fight impotence.”
*Proverbs 6:6 Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise. Proverbs 30:25 The ants are a people not strong, yet they prepare their meat in the summer.
January 19, 2022
1st place, "A STRAND (1057)" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 1/22/2022.
Categories:
virulence, animal, appreciation, blessing, christian,
Form: Quatrain
Saudade, the most personal beast
that life devours...
A gigantic absence of disarray
that settles in life...
A bitterness, virulence
bacteriological nostalgia...l
Categories:
virulence, allegory, allusion, appreciation, longing,
Form: Epigram
mesmerizes
intoxicates
in self-esteem...
delirium tremens
from the soul...
Daydream,
intoxication
of spirit...
image reflection
reflected
in the scattering...
exaggerated love
leads rightly or wrongly...
Conveys the biggest
illness...
love that misunderstands
limits...self -love
blind...insane...
destruction love
it's love that isn't
sane
sick...
virulence-ridden
vanity...
self-admiration
unspeakable evil,
narcissism...defect
Categories:
virulence, allusion, appreciation, education, extended
Form: Free verse
Insane human provocation,
there goes the man
teasing the earth
with his sparse science ...
Defying the sky,
with unfortunate virulence ...
Nudges with short stick,
invents does not figure what
with his little wisdom ...
Poisoning the planet ...
Poisoning with:
burned,
soot,
Arsenic,
narcotics ... hemlock ...!
Categories:
virulence, allusion, appreciation, crazy, humanity,
Form: Free verse
A book brings us
the smell of knowledge
and the taste of life ...
A book shows us
the greatness of
revelation ... and virulence
of ignorance ...
Open our eyes,
erase darkness
breaking chains
for release ...
A book undoes
ancient beliefs
and prepares evolutions ...
The book paints giant wings
for our
little dreams...!
When we read we are,
free bird
to fly...!
Categories:
virulence, allusion, books, creation, literature,
Form: Prose Poetry
This novel pestilence
From which we have no defence
Or found sure evidence
Of its maleficence
To do such violence
We can't tell the difference
From hoax or sciences
And though I'm not against
Giving recompence
To a pitiful audience
That has no common sense
Our leaders take no offence
To insult our intelligence
And lack due diligence
For based on experience
They have preference
I don't own a fancy Benz
Or wear dark colored lens
Worth three hundred pence
But in God I have confidence
As I see his providence
I trust his omniscience
And feel his omnipotence
I hide in his omnipresence
And bow to his preeminence
So its not coincidence
I give Him my reverence
I beg for your indulgence
And most kind patience
For in these sentences
I make no pretense
I hate church absences
For such conveniences
We lose our innocence
To delight in His presence
This is the consequence
Of our disobedience
In this age of affluence
And techie influence
At home with our decadence
Our reason for existence
Is not to video conference
Sin's awful virulence
Seared our consciences
In this time of turbulence
May our hearts be his residence
And shine with excellence
Categories:
virulence, health, religious, sick, violence,
Form: Rhyme
My spirit does yearn to sojourn in Eden’s paradise
Wafting breeze of serenity's freshness
Breathed out by life-scented leaves
Unaffected, preserved against ecologically-afflicting virus…
My heart longs for replenishing pastures*
Welcoming with serenading birds
In their symphony, melodiously soothing
Offering respite from stressful pandemic-caused angst…
My soul can’t resist promised land’s invitation
Where the lion and the lamb portray sweet friendship
Midst fellow animals in partnership bliss
Exemplifying peace and restoration delight…
My faith yields to Almighty God
Whose gracious omnipotence prevails to grant my plea
Reigning over His creation, shielding His people
Putting fatal virulence under His subjection.
*Joel 2:22 Be not afraid, ye beasts of the field: for the pastures of the wilderness do spring, for the tree beareth her fruit, the fig tree and the vine do yield their strength.
April 8, 2020
3rd place, "Your Best Free Verse 2020" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton; judged on 5/25/2020.
Categories:
virulence, blessing, christian, creation, environment,
Form: Free verse
Pleading for genuine peace midst cries’ silence
my restless heart breathed out despair sigh
torturing soul, miserably fearful
as angst wafted prevailing hopelessness.
Lurking was my skeptical somnolence
revealing my doubt and sure unbelief
exalting arrogant selfishness’ height
ignoring gentle spiritual prompting.
Oh, I once was gripped with vain insolence
drifting along sin-condemnation flow
wallowing in depravity’s quagmire
needing God’s salvation and forgiveness.
Reached-out by Christ’s sacrifice*-verity
I thank the Lord for His great love to share
triumphing against hatred’s virulence.
*Ephesians 5:2 And walk in love, as Christ also hath loved us, and hath given himself for us an offering and a sacrifice to God for a sweetsmelling savour.
March 24, 2020
3rd place, "STRAND NO 710" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 3/29/2020.
Categories:
virulence, blessing, christian, faith, god,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
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