Hurl the spear of grief
against the flayed sky
The depth of every betrayal
roots have taken hold in the mattress
- a clichéd fact
Too much pain and too much conflicts
strong emotional currents
The treadmills invisible source
filters through a stone wall
nauseating stench, putrefaction
- chlorophyll-deficient status
Humans sniveling complaints
Neither dusk nor dawn can delude me
Your mode of denial, determines my fate
brooding does not happen on its own
Absence of response is also an answer
but action eliminates doubt
Let the wind draw its final breath
- pack up your trash
across the land westerly wind swirling
maelstrom hits the town wild wind whirling
roughened sea wind still twirling
whirling ideas
swirling in the air
free for the plucking
daring me to grab them up
and write them down
There was a big giant burst
In my heart it was the first
Time it really stirred up feelings
That sent me into a reeling
Spin of emotions that won't stop
I've been twirling like a top
Whirling all around near you
Round and round, what do I do
Spun into a love that I
Can not fight, I wont deny
I like the dizziness you cause
Keep me spinning, do not pause
Any of the love you give
Every moment we both live
Will be a topsy turvy one
Full of happy crazy fun
The revolution of stars in the galaxy
Resembles the whirling of dreams in your heart
The unknown part of the galaxy
Symbolizes the unachievable dreams in your heart
The galaxy is the future base of mankind
And your dreams are your future life goals
The galaxy in the dark is to be conquered one day
And your dreams in the unpredictable futue are to be fulfilled one day
The galaxy is created by God
And your dreams are planned by you
Bright the galaxy bright the dreams
The galaxy fills the space with twinkling stars
And the dreams will fill your life with thrilling hopes
Maybe you'll not be alone in this life struggle
As the galaxy gifted by god
Resembling man's hopes and dreams
Is always above your head
And the dreams in your heart
Will always shine
Like the galaxy above your head
The bedlam lifts if only for a while;
a brief but needed calm falls on the house
when she departs for school aboard the bus.
Though trying hard to suppress overt smiles,
I grin in the direction of my spouse,
for any more would be superfluous.
But storms can interrupt our best laid plans
and so it seems our calm was but an eye;
no sooner had we contemplated peace,
than fires gave way to cast iron frying pans:
a chance that funnel clouds could fill the sky
and pressures here at home might soon increase.
Who is this damned administrative fool
who brought it on himself to close the school?
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A Brisbane Sonnet: abcabc defdef gg
Whirling fairies on your fingertips glide,
cajoling imagination awake;
The touch of a flower right at daybreak
electric, there’s no place magic can hide;
Everything’s vivid your mind feels tie dyed;
Lit by a current green eyes turn opaque;
Whirling fairies;
If you believe? You’ll never be confined;
Nature’s surroundings you quickly uptake;
They tend to reside outside by the lake,
your initial vision magnified;
Whirling fairies.
whirling colors of the cosmos
a new window opens up
azure porthole promising a new world
I gasp at her surrounding oranges
my favorite colors
I woke up one gray and melancholy morning
munching oatmeal and buttered toast, alone
same as yesterday, last week and maybe tomorrow
when I saw a whirling wonder flying down the road.
It whirled outside my windowpane
it whirled from head to toe
it whirled with neon pinks and greens
it whirled and twirled and flowed!
I saw a bicycle with watermelon wonder wheels
as it rode in tumbling tandem down the road
and on it sat a generous, plump lady ballerina
wearing bright red lipstick, holding a bright red rose.
She waved at me and smiled, as I gawked at her, alone
her hair flew wildly behind her, as she pedaled down the road
the clouds suddenly parted, and as the morning sun shone
joy filled my eyes, to see that watermelon wheel rider
whirling down the road.
wish to sleep
not to die;
wish to fly
not to cry
root to vertex
not any text;
the breath’s whip
in life’s fax
feast of end
implanting trend;
in whining gyre
swiveling blood gland
© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
09/09/2021
a funnel-shaped cloud
progresses in a narrow
path with tornado.
the north wind is strong this Autumn day
and leaves from trees are fluttering down
twirling in a whirling dance . . .
like weeping tears of red, orange and gold
they lay decaying on the still green grass below
and then, spin away in a wild breeze to distant places
and the bare branches groan and moan their sadness
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October 18, 2020
Poetry/Verse/whirling leaves
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1296-091-18
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the contest, COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE(29)
sponsor, Brian Strand, NA
dancing
prancing
twirling
whirling
dervish loving lake’s mirror reflection
dancing, prancing, whirling inspection
A man knotted at tail of misery,
Dragged around till by a Moses set free.
Now with his lip manage his society.
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form. Whirling Wail
Twirling, whirling, swirling into myself
I listen to my ready soul
I take blank canvas off a shelf
Twirling, whirling, swirling into myself
My muse becomes my happy elf.
As I begin, I feel whole
Twirling, whirling, swirling into myself
I listen to my ready soul
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