Xlvi Poems - Poems about Xlvi

CLERIHEW XLVI ecphrasis malevich

Prolific Kasmir Malevich
a diverse talent so very rich
'Resting*'with figuarative guile
a contrast with his abstract style

Categories: xlvi, art,
Form: Ekphrasis

Reserata Carcerem Xlvi

*Reserata Carcerem XLVI*

Salient Sufi quondam was hexed;
haggard hags hoisted hurls 'n' were vexed,
apt alakazam gin behoved -
ere, he'd betrothed marred mercies thrown.

Pestered paddock anon hurled hymns,
pored panther knocked 'p gaunt 'n' gullible thrill,
apared asp pruned pulpy foils time tossed,
taunted trio 'n clumsy cauldron washed.

Sent they then wanky winds t' bear thence
ere sassy Sufi wh' loathed

Categories: xlvi, gothic,
Form: Sonnet

Love Letter From the Soul Xlvi

HB,

Steam stretches and stirs
in the great expanse 
of her pearl opulence

clear succumbs 
and clouds
the mirror mists over

I shower in the remoteness of love
each droplet dancing 
naked 
drowning upon my chest

painted lips cull
echo and envelop
the heartbeats

dripping down
a cut apart mystery

lights flicker 
I see the spots
encompassing 
a demure desire
filtering and flourishing
in the cracks of my soul

you sit

Categories: xlvi, love,
Form: Romanticism

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Love Letter From the Soul Xlvi

B,


As I lay still in the darkness 
before dawn shakes off her sleep, 
my fingers excitingly caress 
the beauty of your cheeks

it's morning that lies and listens
as I kiss you another good day 
each passage yet to be written 
in a sweet impassioned way

touches burning deeply
on worthiness they do graze 
awaiting undue attention 
in this

Categories: xlvi, love,
Form: Romanticism

Unquotable Quotes: Xlvi - Tongue-Twisting Epigrams

UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: XLVI - Tongue-Twisting Epigrams

An aborted foetus never stops growing in the mind of the aborted mother. She never tires of making more babies to nurture the memory of the aborted baby.

The Heart and Soul are as close as the Foot and Sole: they are up to no good; they smell just as bad.

Don’t

Categories: xlvi, humor, irony, people, satire,
Form: Epigram

If Ever I Had a Country : Xlvi and Xlvii

IF ever I had a country : XLVI - XLVII

			XLVI

IF ever I had in Andromeda a country
And if ever by rights I were the Chief Collision-Conglomerate Six-Star Plenipotentiary
I'd moot and execute a permanent plan for the establishment of a concentration camp penitentiary
For all the Milky Way terrestrial chieftain priests and leaders of the twenty-twenty-first century
During

Categories: xlvi, allegory, destiny, future, humanity,
Form: Dramatic Monologue

Super Bowl Xlvi

It’s been a great season with every run block pass and catch
Now its time for the best players to have their rematch
Eli looks for another ring while Brady wants four
The Pats look back to even the 2008 score
Grab you favorite snack and crack yourself a beer
Its game day for Super Bowl so get ready to

Categories: xlvi, sports,
Form: Rhyme