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Vandel_Viaclovsky
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Van
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 3:54pm
6th Nov 2024 3:54pm
Landscape with Fall of Democracy
If destruction be our lot, we must ourselves be its author and finisher.
As a nation of freemen, we must live through all time, or die by suicide.”
- Abraham Lincoln
SHAMERICA YOU CHARLATAN, YOU RUBE,
When it comes time to write
Your fall, let it be said
You leapt giddily off the edge, and took bodily the rest,
For reasons lost to sense,
Like lemmings trailing blindly
The worst among us all.
But...
As a nation of freemen, we must live through all time, or die by suicide.”
- Abraham Lincoln
SHAMERICA YOU CHARLATAN, YOU RUBE,
When it comes time to write
Your fall, let it be said
You leapt giddily off the edge, and took bodily the rest,
For reasons lost to sense,
Like lemmings trailing blindly
The worst among us all.
But...
#freedom
#morality
#politics #responsibility
#politics #responsibility
5 reads
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
4th Jun 2020 2:52am
4th Jun 2020 2:52am
Uncut the Mid 2020
When the clock stroke eleven fifty-nine
On December twenty nineteenth
Less then a minute for what
Would be the new norm,
Who would have thought,
That was the last “normal”
the world would ever witness.
Each passing of days,
Its more challenging to live
To breath,
The oxygen that freely was given
If humanity would practice more kindness
We would be two steps forward
Then centuries backwards,
The last couple of days,
Hesitant
and pondering on what seem
to be extraterrestrial,
Voices...
On December twenty nineteenth
Less then a minute for what
Would be the new norm,
Who would have thought,
That was the last “normal”
the world would ever witness.
Each passing of days,
Its more challenging to live
To breath,
The oxygen that freely was given
If humanity would practice more kindness
We would be two steps forward
Then centuries backwards,
The last couple of days,
Hesitant
and pondering on what seem
to be extraterrestrial,
Voices...
#LifeStruggles
#tragedy
#greed
#culture
#morality
13 reads
6 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
1st Jan 2019 6:39pm
1st Jan 2019 6:39pm
Jupiter Series: III, Barometer
in another world, the Ocean stays with us
leaning its tremulous watershed head
to the car window it has rolled up,
preferring now to sleep, untossed.
it is quite comfortable bumping along
buffering its eyes through what transpires.
it dreams of shifts and electrocardiograms,
elevators and chance, of bonding with air
on the three hundred and seventeenth floor;
as the moving chute nets, nets and more,
the pile-up Ocean only understands as WHY?
and WHO ARE YOU, ARE YOU? to aspirate.
it...
leaning its tremulous watershed head
to the car window it has rolled up,
preferring now to sleep, untossed.
it is quite comfortable bumping along
buffering its eyes through what transpires.
it dreams of shifts and electrocardiograms,
elevators and chance, of bonding with air
on the three hundred and seventeenth floor;
as the moving chute nets, nets and more,
the pile-up Ocean only understands as WHY?
and WHO ARE YOU, ARE YOU? to aspirate.
it...
#dreams
#universe
#philosophical #morality
#philosophical #morality
16 reads
2 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
28th Dec 2018 9:13pm
28th Dec 2018 9:13pm
Jupiter Series: II, Transitions
Because I have the body of Jupiter
after the sweep dwell of light
that has steeped far past a babble,
past the superseding of emotions
and shambolic philosophy,
past snapped bonds
and savage poses of the loved, these
who fought with shares of knowledge
are just as in the dark
as when I switch off the light
and left topless frozen
by the nothingness as sight
must solve to the silvery
flopping feelings
in the glowing dark, we pause,
shaky...
after the sweep dwell of light
that has steeped far past a babble,
past the superseding of emotions
and shambolic philosophy,
past snapped bonds
and savage poses of the loved, these
who fought with shares of knowledge
are just as in the dark
as when I switch off the light
and left topless frozen
by the nothingness as sight
must solve to the silvery
flopping feelings
in the glowing dark, we pause,
shaky...
#universe
#astronomy
#magic
#philosophical
#morality
20 reads
0 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
5th Jan 2019 1:38am
5th Jan 2019 1:38am
Anatomic
look at this mastery
instead look at the people
rushing up down this way along
all that violence glitters through
my veins a delicate ambulance of violet
thronging its way to be alive
that's all it is a vessel it is a vessel a vessel it is
what rushes
all the tell-tattle signs
of a rattling
instant
that safety is a suburb of mind
instead look at the people
rushing up down this way along
all that violence glitters through
my veins a delicate ambulance of violet
thronging its way to be alive
that's all it is a vessel it is a vessel a vessel it is
what rushes
all the tell-tattle signs
of a rattling
instant
that safety is a suburb of mind
#philosophical
#morality
21 reads
11 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 6:50am
19th Dec 2024 6:50am
Faithful Poetry
Traversed as risen
From dark firmament inward
Christ conquering death
From dark firmament inward
Christ conquering death
#forgiveness
#metaphor
#morality
#spiritual
#haiku
27 reads
1 Comment
yelluw_always
Poem Published
31st Dec 2018 1:05am
31st Dec 2018 1:05am
The Collector
1.
Unusual, in the distance, stillness
beneath a hanging
wispy algae as it waves
a flag. The pelican
whittled down
to its base form. Stark, stranded, smooth-
an orange beak
like a bird of paradise and I sought heaven
in your duplicity, in your triplicity,
in your multitudes, a million
lights emerge
as static on the sea, I did not see it.
I believe wishes come
2.
from the wing bone. Funny,
life is not a stranger, but death is....
Unusual, in the distance, stillness
beneath a hanging
wispy algae as it waves
a flag. The pelican
whittled down
to its base form. Stark, stranded, smooth-
an orange beak
like a bird of paradise and I sought heaven
in your duplicity, in your triplicity,
in your multitudes, a million
lights emerge
as static on the sea, I did not see it.
I believe wishes come
2.
from the wing bone. Funny,
life is not a stranger, but death is....
#birds
#morality
#dreams
#sea
#MaryOliver
29 reads
28 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
25th Dec 2018 2:01am
25th Dec 2018 2:01am
cottonwood
flank muscles right quick right now
natural like a contract initialized
however the horsefly raises flack
a banter of swiping heads or tail
if only the brain could switch off
an idea as the horse twitches
a mitochondrion web of feeling feeling
round round presses the clop clop
of our soul skull penned in
(yelling (yelling) yelling) into
the bytes of existence
i pluck away a cottonseed
its white felt nervous
capillaries absent a grey mass
...
natural like a contract initialized
however the horsefly raises flack
a banter of swiping heads or tail
if only the brain could switch off
an idea as the horse twitches
a mitochondrion web of feeling feeling
round round presses the clop clop
of our soul skull penned in
(yelling (yelling) yelling) into
the bytes of existence
i pluck away a cottonseed
its white felt nervous
capillaries absent a grey mass
...
#science
#spring
#nature
#evolution
#morality
31 reads
3 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
25th Dec 2018 8:51am
25th Dec 2018 8:51am
before education
dig the twilight with a furlough
spun of anti-space, worship
what we trace to link solitude,
cool star fire laid like unknown soldiers,
worn paths
from teething monoliths to cease fire,
mercury rising
leads an allegory of war-
the past has come home
straight to the back room
of your head, holy primordial thing
not unlike the profile of a crag, and the fox
covering its tracks
like a daylight's withdrawal, howling erasure
our negative also creates, the bluest spell
gathers its...
spun of anti-space, worship
what we trace to link solitude,
cool star fire laid like unknown soldiers,
worn paths
from teething monoliths to cease fire,
mercury rising
leads an allegory of war-
the past has come home
straight to the back room
of your head, holy primordial thing
not unlike the profile of a crag, and the fox
covering its tracks
like a daylight's withdrawal, howling erasure
our negative also creates, the bluest spell
gathers its...
#philosophical
#morality
#sacrifice
32 reads
6 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
16th Nov 2024 4:11pm
16th Nov 2024 4:11pm
Check The Bishops Mate!
An arch bishop of Canterbury,
did not tell
Of John Smyth, who came from
some place in hell
Who regularly abused
young boys
Yet Justin Welby
made the choice
Of withholding evidence,
which deserves time in jail!
by Jemia
did not tell
Of John Smyth, who came from
some place in hell
Who regularly abused
young boys
Yet Justin Welby
made the choice
Of withholding evidence,
which deserves time in jail!
by Jemia
#abuse
#HumanRights
#morality
#prison
#silence
33 reads
0 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 1:19pm
15th Nov 2024 1:19pm
The Feast of Decay
Foolishness and Error walk hand in hand,
Their chains bind tight both soul and flesh,
As Man, enthralled by shadows grand,
Nourishes guilt, though bound afresh.
Sin stands defiant, repentance meek,
While trembling vows the spirit drain.
In tears, Man finds the peace they seek,
Yet falls to murk and mire again.
Enthroned above, the Devil grins,
Craftsman of craft, he works unseen;
He shapes our will like molten glass,
And hones our lead to keep it mean.
The Devil's strings direct the dance,
With foul delights...
Their chains bind tight both soul and flesh,
As Man, enthralled by shadows grand,
Nourishes guilt, though bound afresh.
Sin stands defiant, repentance meek,
While trembling vows the spirit drain.
In tears, Man finds the peace they seek,
Yet falls to murk and mire again.
Enthroned above, the Devil grins,
Craftsman of craft, he works unseen;
He shapes our will like molten glass,
And hones our lead to keep it mean.
The Devil's strings direct the dance,
With foul delights...
#corruption
#devil
#forgiveness
#morality
#redemption
35 reads
0 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 5:39am
14th Dec 2024 5:39am
Remembering First
This spell of the world.
Compelling unfurl.
Intelligible.
Non-sensical curse.
What's selling assures.
Your melody mirth.
A skeleton dirge.
Where dwelling meets earth.
Ephemeral hearse.
Exemplary urn.
Heretical church.
Lest hellion rebirth.
Their swelling occurs.
Such leavening slurs.
To tell me disturbs.
Unhealthy disperse.
Our well is but dirt.
Extremity thirst.
Suggestible surge.
Indelible burn.
Dependency searched.
Unhelpfully hurt. ...
Compelling unfurl.
Intelligible.
Non-sensical curse.
What's selling assures.
Your melody mirth.
A skeleton dirge.
Where dwelling meets earth.
Ephemeral hearse.
Exemplary urn.
Heretical church.
Lest hellion rebirth.
Their swelling occurs.
Such leavening slurs.
To tell me disturbs.
Unhealthy disperse.
Our well is but dirt.
Extremity thirst.
Suggestible surge.
Indelible burn.
Dependency searched.
Unhelpfully hurt. ...
#humankind
#metaphor
#morality
#rhyming
#spiritual
35 reads
2 Comments
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