Darkness,Pain,Life,and Happiness

Mar 2017

Toreinss Pinwinkel III

Verbose

Fertile earth’s seductive sorcery
Like ephemeral effulgence’s effluent effusion
Can lead you to believe that it’s not a travesty
Like life’s visceral intuitive eternal is not lost in subtle evasive confusion

Life’s virile translucence reflects this glow
Like an aorist ensemble of interludes transposition
Can lead you to believe that you’re in the know
Like omnipresence presages omniscience’s ubiquity is existential exigency’s peroration’s exposition

Corporeally preternatural's metaphysical mystique
Like a mirador bartizan tableau panorama
Can inspire us to rise above its critique
Like spatiotemporal’s telemetry incarnate is creation’s vivid intrepid cyclorama

Spectral verve’s liaison’s consortium
Like eclectic synectic’s conclave’s fatidic
Can leave you lost in germane compendium
Like terminus thrall’s apriori inclination is transcendental accession’s endemic mnemonic

Monad’s transitional majestic splendor
Like residual harmonic vibration’s resilience
Can autonomously evoke and vicariously render
Like rubato’s actuator’s prospectus revealed is orchestration rendition’s intriguing brilliance

Eidetic preterit’s aesthetic amendments
Like protractive analyses’ dimensional delineations
Can lead to cogent salacious enticements
Like phantasmagoria’s fantasia fantastication’s magniloquence is sultry solace’s ostentatious ideation

I wrote this poem at the request of my best friends wife when he was dying of a brain tumor. I like to think it helped.

Mar 2017

Tashea Young

Dear Mommy, Thank You!

You are the Queen of my heart.
The Unfailing love for you will never part.
You are the most beautiful work Art.
For you I would cross the ocean, Climb The tallest mountain, and go to the ends of the earth, just to show you the truest value of you and your loves worth.

If you wanted the sun, I would run into the Deepest depths of the galaxy and bring it back to you to show you that I'm thankful for all that you have done.
I Wish I could give you the world on a silver platter
So that you could have a fairytale life living happily ever after.
Sometimes I wish I could bless your neck and wrist with diamonds and pearls.
Because Your love for me dances in my heart Ever so elegantly, like a ballerina does her twirls.
For every sleepless night, broken heart, and every single tear you shed for me.
I Thank you for it all, even for loving me inspite of flaws, unconditionally.
I wish i could give you an abundance of sapphire Rubies
Just to show you how valuable of a treasure you are to me.
But I Don't all I have is my heart, my gratitude, and my love to offer you.
I'm so thankful for all the things you do.

Mar 2017

Gidgette

Paper People

It's night again, darkness calls
Rubies fall from cut paper,
shimmering
Like the Nile river at sunset
Painted visceral eyes, pour forth diamonds
sparkling,
as a spider web
kissed
with fresh morning dew in June,
dripping from lashes drawn with
charcoal

Still, ticking continues

Even for paper people
~A

Mar 2017

phil roberts

GROWTH

I felt this primal urge
This trance-like instinct
To set things right
In case I have to leave
Move on, so to speak

So
I took my jaundiced eye
And rolled it from corner to corner
Of this, my situation
And I felt so very small and hard
Lost in largeness
For cynicism is a tight thing
Which allows little movement
A strange kind of chastity

And then, you see
Changes
Honesty demanded that I see more
Grow, so to speak

And oh, my poor sore eyes
See how the children starve
All over this bitter world
This bitter, sickened world
And cynicism did this
Through the slack hands of millions
Who still refuse to believe
That things can be changed

By Phil Roberts

Mar 2017

John Patrick Robbins Aka Gonzo

What Others Say

They say write everyday.
Put those words to paper before you lose them.

I say.

If your words are lost so easily they were nothing more than a mental **** to begin with.

I say .

Live without writing see the ocean at sunset bask in the existence without giving a single thought of capturing it upon the page.

Don't ever fear losing something for when we fear loss all we do is waste are time that we have.

They say many things all directed at keeping you back.

I say **** them all.

Cause any person worth there salt in this life.
Isn't sitting on there *** handing out advice like some curbside therapist.

Life is the only teacher you ever need.

Just remember advice comes cheap.
And opinions are just like ******* everyone's got one .

Cheers

#poetry #life #art #writing #advice #opinions

Mar 2017

betterdays

exclusion

I sit amongst
people I know
people who have
the same blood
and the same
historic milestones

and yet we are so different

i feel the black sheep coat
knitting itself about me once more
high turtle neck choking me
and wool coarse, causing my soul
to itch and raise hives...

as i sit  with family
but excluded by feelings
both mine and their
I must be true
and cry mea culpa... too

when  I was younger
I ran to the end of my tether
and was held to the family tree
by mere threads
of silken spider web loyalty

then as I aged
I reeled myself
back to the shore
of shared mythology

only to find my time
of freedom at the
end of the line
gave me a permanent
feeling of never having
been there...

and now as they visit
the mother of us all
we sit in polite conversation
about the progeny of us
and I think that
our particular dysfunction
is more of an exclusion
of the intricate nature
of bonding and care...

we are tied loosely
this bundle of family sticks
and I fear once
the bind that ties
the love of our mother
most dear
is torn from us
even now
she is threadbare
and once that is broken

our nature of exclusion
will scatter us to the wind
.....a family tree laid bare

This is me, trying to understand the pathways my brothers and I have taken....and will take as my mother's health continues to decline..... forgive me if it is mawkish...