george4man2box
Poem Published
27th Jun 2018 11:22pm
27th Jun 2018 11:22pm
Upon Thy Inchoate Manifestation...
Upon Thy Inchoate Manifestation...
(as imagined by this lumpenproletariat)
When no bigger then innocuous,
ho hum, happy go lucky
generic black whole
sonny and cher full pinhead size zit,
thine pluperfect promising
mysterious seat of pants whodunnit
wordlessly wise wedded
waywardness writ partly apportioned,
thru totally tubular fluted circumcised
test tossed truly valued throned
kingdom come emancipation ejaculation,
released special ops assigned prickly role
...
(as imagined by this lumpenproletariat)
When no bigger then innocuous,
ho hum, happy go lucky
generic black whole
sonny and cher full pinhead size zit,
thine pluperfect promising
mysterious seat of pants whodunnit
wordlessly wise wedded
waywardness writ partly apportioned,
thru totally tubular fluted circumcised
test tossed truly valued throned
kingdom come emancipation ejaculation,
released special ops assigned prickly role
...
#atheism
#fate
#spiritual
#magic
#philosophical
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
27th Jun 2018 1:23am
27th Jun 2018 1:23am
Another Tick
Another tick proceeds a tock
racing round the wakeful clock
even when I choose to sleep
the circles spun round again
gears within a quaint machine
given weight by fevered dreams
desiring high majesty
from a serf’s fantasy
moving from the here to there
going somewhere inside a maze
nowhere as a destiny
the greatest fear one may face
there must be a way to dare
affirmation of consequence
to the way I spend my time
that constant shuffle of mortal coil
some impact on the world
to account...
racing round the wakeful clock
even when I choose to sleep
the circles spun round again
gears within a quaint machine
given weight by fevered dreams
desiring high majesty
from a serf’s fantasy
moving from the here to there
going somewhere inside a maze
nowhere as a destiny
the greatest fear one may face
there must be a way to dare
affirmation of consequence
to the way I spend my time
that constant shuffle of mortal coil
some impact on the world
to account...
#fate
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Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
26th Jun 2018 5:38am
26th Jun 2018 5:38am
Foolishness
I went there tomorrow
Before I stole yesterday
Filled the ice with water
And went back to the future
There I saw nothing walking on the sea
I killed a bee and filled it with honey
Sold it to a pig I saw moving a mountain
Got a cheque of a million
Didn’t bounce when dropped
Ripped in two
Yet, no money found
I was angry as root number three
And broke like a younger me
So I went to the baker for a loan
There I got a pound
With my pound, I made a bet
I lost it all without a sweat
Now I hope to...
Before I stole yesterday
Filled the ice with water
And went back to the future
There I saw nothing walking on the sea
I killed a bee and filled it with honey
Sold it to a pig I saw moving a mountain
Got a cheque of a million
Didn’t bounce when dropped
Ripped in two
Yet, no money found
I was angry as root number three
And broke like a younger me
So I went to the baker for a loan
There I got a pound
With my pound, I made a bet
I lost it all without a sweat
Now I hope to...
#dreams
#utopia
#fate
#luck
#nightmares
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
26th Jun 2018 00:48am
26th Jun 2018 00:48am
City Gates
The city gates are always there
asking nothing while giving less
waiting for the travelers
to pass within as fortunes turn
fate's golden coin awaits a nudge
to consign the occupant
with the flush of happenstance
or the dearth of emptiness
either way the path unfolds
twisting deep into the depth
of the streets paved with gold
or stained red with old blood
these chill options hold no malice
though the odds may bless the house
the pound of flesh will be found
sating gears that must turn
this machine...
asking nothing while giving less
waiting for the travelers
to pass within as fortunes turn
fate's golden coin awaits a nudge
to consign the occupant
with the flush of happenstance
or the dearth of emptiness
either way the path unfolds
twisting deep into the depth
of the streets paved with gold
or stained red with old blood
these chill options hold no malice
though the odds may bless the house
the pound of flesh will be found
sating gears that must turn
this machine...
#fate
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Ely
E.A.Rothwell
E.A.Rothwell
Poem Published
25th Jun 2018 11:33pm
25th Jun 2018 11:33pm
Thou Art
Thou art
a part of me...
whether I will it or no.
Apart from you
a part of you
No matter...
wherever...
whenever we go
a part of me...
whether I will it or no.
Apart from you
a part of you
No matter...
wherever...
whenever we go
#love
#family
#fate #honesty
#fate #honesty
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foxystonefox
Poem Published
25th Jun 2018 8:06am
25th Jun 2018 8:06am
Tasseled Dreams
Tasseled Dreams
The thought of the future we will never have was pollinating foul fuzzy particles in the air,
slowly following the wake of all those tasseled dreams I held onto to for far too long.
The most intimate revelations can often expose plagiaristic suppressions that we’ve most likely,
have already tried to to forget; suggesting to anyone on the outside looking in,
That there was a rancid cowardice secreting from the pores of all those who would deny the most basic of fundamental decencies to he equal fellow man.
All the...
The thought of the future we will never have was pollinating foul fuzzy particles in the air,
slowly following the wake of all those tasseled dreams I held onto to for far too long.
The most intimate revelations can often expose plagiaristic suppressions that we’ve most likely,
have already tried to to forget; suggesting to anyone on the outside looking in,
That there was a rancid cowardice secreting from the pores of all those who would deny the most basic of fundamental decencies to he equal fellow man.
All the...
#breakup
#fate
#lover
#freedom
#luck
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george4man2box
Poem Published
24th Jun 2018 5:48am
24th Jun 2018 5:48am
Fierce Fictional Fraternal Fallout
That dormant feeling of insecurity arose,
when travel journal got thrust adjacent
to my tattered (holey tattooed) clothes
while I knew with crossed eyes
aroused anger from peaceful doze
my younger sister felt about her
globe trotting exploits, an over expose
jour ever since voyaging out on her own
after graduating top of her class
where mine mine hatred glows
indirectly snidely sneering
at ma dough less brother hoboes
(a 1979 Methacton High School alumni),
unanimously chosen...
when travel journal got thrust adjacent
to my tattered (holey tattooed) clothes
while I knew with crossed eyes
aroused anger from peaceful doze
my younger sister felt about her
globe trotting exploits, an over expose
jour ever since voyaging out on her own
after graduating top of her class
where mine mine hatred glows
indirectly snidely sneering
at ma dough less brother hoboes
(a 1979 Methacton High School alumni),
unanimously chosen...
#fate
#luck
#emptiness
#FeelingTrapped
#meditation
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george4man2box
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2018 11:18pm
22nd Jun 2018 11:18pm
Mine Liberal Hierarchical Goodbye Construct
Absent deliberate intervention
vis a vis suicide,
supposed "natural" longevity
of generic human primate ride
ding bareback across avast
broke back mountain minus pride
defies accurate prediction,
though hypothetical
projections can override
unknown factors, whereby
excluding misfortune nationwide
(and/or globally deadly accidents,
catastrophes, diseases, mudslide,
fatalities from gunshot, et cetera)
unexpectedly arise dismissing by landslide
mortal adversity can be generally,...
vis a vis suicide,
supposed "natural" longevity
of generic human primate ride
ding bareback across avast
broke back mountain minus pride
defies accurate prediction,
though hypothetical
projections can override
unknown factors, whereby
excluding misfortune nationwide
(and/or globally deadly accidents,
catastrophes, diseases, mudslide,
fatalities from gunshot, et cetera)
unexpectedly arise dismissing by landslide
mortal adversity can be generally,...
#atheism
#fate
#spiritual
#pagan
#philosophical
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Layla
Poem Published
20th Jun 2018 5:34pm
20th Jun 2018 5:34pm
Love: Made Perfect by Suffering
I see you
shuffling
right, then left
on legs once stood still
fading in rearview mirror
the saffron sun bowing in horizon
to a sea once seance
love
’s
infinite spectrum
My heart
an unframed
L
hangs from pane-less window
lulled
susurrus
by
warm June breeze
ruffling
rainbows from my tangled hair
unraveling bird nests
teetering
solar plexus
Birds in flight
never dream
in
technicolor.
shuffling
right, then left
on legs once stood still
fading in rearview mirror
the saffron sun bowing in horizon
to a sea once seance
love
’s
infinite spectrum
My heart
an unframed
L
hangs from pane-less window
lulled
susurrus
by
warm June breeze
ruffling
rainbows from my tangled hair
unraveling bird nests
teetering
solar plexus
Birds in flight
never dream
in
technicolor.
#love
#heartbroken
#fate
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oskar
Poem Published
20th Jun 2018 8:30am
20th Jun 2018 8:30am
selling a house
Selling a cottage
I had my little house up for reluctant sale
couldn't get the reward I wanted decided not to sell
I'm moving to Cascais, and it takes time.
he cottage can stand here till it sags and needs
to be painted, too many memories we have grown old
together I need a facelift my fake tan can't cover
up the cracks.
I knock on the door two ladies outside they wanted
to buy my house for the right sum of money,
for a moment I hesitated, money is money.
Sorry, it is no longer up for sale and my little house
breathed again. ...
I had my little house up for reluctant sale
couldn't get the reward I wanted decided not to sell
I'm moving to Cascais, and it takes time.
he cottage can stand here till it sags and needs
to be painted, too many memories we have grown old
together I need a facelift my fake tan can't cover
up the cracks.
I knock on the door two ladies outside they wanted
to buy my house for the right sum of money,
for a moment I hesitated, money is money.
Sorry, it is no longer up for sale and my little house
breathed again. ...
#fate
#sleep
#aging
#nostalgia
#luck
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SweetOblivion
Poem Published
19th Jun 2018 00:00am
19th Jun 2018 00:00am
Perfect Confidence
#fate
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george4man2box
Poem Published
18th Jun 2018 5:51am
18th Jun 2018 5:51am
Self Esteem Buoys This Rome'n LIX Spittle Beastie Boy
Whether virtual or actual paths cross,
aye great thee ahoy
no fear Mademoiselle or Monsieur,
thy harried style haint cloy
rather, when embarking
on introductory acquaintance
ship, aye employ
swiftly tailored indistinguishable,
asper this wordsmith mebbe goy
or Jew, yet genealogically
thine Semitic lineage,
unknown descendants begat,
one generation after
stitched another thread,
whence warp and woof, sans dat
(moth eaten tattered wool worth
coat of...
aye great thee ahoy
no fear Mademoiselle or Monsieur,
thy harried style haint cloy
rather, when embarking
on introductory acquaintance
ship, aye employ
swiftly tailored indistinguishable,
asper this wordsmith mebbe goy
or Jew, yet genealogically
thine Semitic lineage,
unknown descendants begat,
one generation after
stitched another thread,
whence warp and woof, sans dat
(moth eaten tattered wool worth
coat of...
#atheism
#fate
#spiritual
#luck
#philosophical
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