'Like the silence that screams, cursing solitude...
whispers of faith sing patiently with prayers.'
(Quoted by Regina Mc Intosh)
Hung suspended from hive rafters hexagonal
Leader Lady Ruler Bee gorges imprudent
Heavy duty seeps striped desirous abdominal
Workers hover, rush beneath Queen exuberant
Team enthusiasm pumps a syrup scaffold
Propolis produces massed mission belligerent
Numb buzzing bumblers fumble fated cuckold
Hunger for cohesion, gold body encompass
Busy anonymous paupers, sources unresolved
Eager in sweetness, clan clustered accomplice
Reverently fulfills each gluttonous request
Swift need swords stung in caustic redundance
Plump with pupae, flightless wings flouresced
Polar iceberg cream honey hearts can't ingest
13th January 2021
Written for Contest: Terza Rima Quote
Sponsor: Regina Mc Intosh
I'm the Big Dog—VY Canis Majoris
in the Big Dog constellation
that's why you still adore us
Howling loudly—I'm a star!
Among the biggest known to man
Distinctly visible from afar
so don't look for me at Cannes!
I'm an interstella' fella red
hypergiant pulsating fireball
which drives the ladies mad!
Living large in the Milky Way G
I'm bright and sizzlin' hot as can be
Full of soul, a potential black hole
So move it on ova' while I supernova!
I look upon a tree in windowed box,
A summer lover planted in the grass,
Inside the tiny window vision locks
A living painting made of shimmering mass.
From on my chair out through transparent wall,
I stare at what appears more orb than tree;
No trunk in sight, this verdant crystal ball
Does tell a fortune set in marbled sea:
The wind! It roars through branched societies,
who vy for fickle glory, bending fate.
They spread their kingdoms, crushing enemies,
But in the end they're beaten home by hate.
For all that Wind -- Its name "Desired Fame--"
Can only for a moment sway the Frame.
Your name must be Coke, coz you're so-da-licious
Methinks asking for royalties would make it official
You'd be set for life
With Coke your new wife
With a famous bottle shape that's so cur-vy-icious
I-vy with evergreen leaves
V-ery well grows on the outside;
Y-ellowish and small blossom has long stems she cannot hide.
R-ed flower though with thorns
O-ften lures both eyes and nose;
S-ometimes due to excitement
E-ager palms bleed before rose.
T-wo pretty flowers in one,
I-n delight and in bloom;
A-mazing beauty brings a thrill,
M-aking sadness stays in gloom.
S-weet perfume is shared
O-n September twenty-five;
N-ew dawn smells the aroma, letting the day start alive.
A-wesome lovely flowers
L-et the morn slowly break;
C-omfort and much mirth
A-re here to replace the ache.
N-ight shadows have turned
T-o two colors of vitality;
A-llow me to just deliver
R-ed rose
A-nd yellow ivy.
/tang led /co coon /hea vy /with in /this shell
/I can /feel the /fall ing /whisp ers /out side
/it calls /and i /list en, /per haps /too well
/the door /is op /ened I /can not /hide
/And she /pulls me /out with /Si rens /song
/the air /hea vy /with her /lur ing /grace
/I know /my qui /et wall /will not /last long
/As she /lays her /lips up /on my /face
/we em /brace, she /soft ly /sur rounds /me
/in her /grasp i /feel more /a live /than ever
/The air /gent ly /sighs /"I'll set /you free"
/I a /gree, though /it wont /last for /ever
/Her touch /be gins to /fade with /the sun
/and my /mo ment /in the /rain is /done
Tangled cocoon heavy within this shell
I can feel the falling whispers outside
it calls and I listen, perhaps too well
the door is opened I can not hide
And she pulls me out with Sirens song
the air heavy with her luring grace
I know my quiet wall will not last long
As she lays her lips up on my face
we embrace, she softly surrounds me
in her grasp I feel more alive than ever
The air gently sighs "I'll set you free"
I agree, though it wont last forever
Her touch begins to fade with the sun
and my moment in the rain is done
for flir ty skir ty
posie pies and lolly-
gagging bummings
i tip the cur
vy of my hat
to cap-
less too e cummings
for tur vy tops
and downside
ups
his lemmings’
thrum
um
ummings
i clicks the brimmy
of my cup
to brim-
less too e cummings
in thankfultude
for all he dood
un-doing with
his dummings
i tootootoot
in rootless hoots
for just-
less too e cummings
(with my apologies to this great poet,
but I am not too fond of a few of the
things he inspired in lesser poets!)
For The "Something Different" Contest
of Debbie Guzzi
Contemplation
Realization
All cessation
In frustration
Be reward
Of mortication
Be my goal
And my salvation
Could this life
Ascetically
Help me reach
Nirvana free
Or must I pay
Some lifelong fee
To get to where
I'm knowing me
Must I starve
A path to where
All I envy
Gone and bare
Cast solution
Never mattered
Let the calf
Be born and fatted
Grain of rice
To quell the fire
Douse the flame
Of my desire
To the past
With my en-vy
My earthly grasp
In place of me
Can we transcend
Imperfect places
Born again
Of endless faces
Can I stop
This circle motion
Nay return
The cycle broken