"amorousness" poems
Ganders...gargantua--ensconced in far-fetched space...
(attrition)...LOOK AT THAT LINE...LOOK AT IT...
ROUND THE CORNERS OF PERPETUITY...predilections.
A soul's inalienable fracas...on bend and knee...hop...and
whoop...miasmic gargoyles poppy-wreathed...
for all-too-lucid dreaming...chanting etceteras of bare riff raffs.
Golden breastplates...weeping willow wings...empurpled--
fending fang trumping lines of: yuck, cluck, claw and kook.
...Listless eyes...alphabetize...think a blind oracle's informed
absentia...holy and bovine.
Redolent airs...perspiration of spume's most distancing shore--
eyepieces for the specks and logs in the oculos of brothers
and sisters.
As dust to dust doth not settle...heart's yonder score...nay cease
of interstice...off-world amorousness.
Gather ye yarrow sticks...hurl them at days...roofless arcady...
live into the spectra of their worlds, come friend or foe...Fate's foundling.
Lines strung as prayer beads...curs-ed beads...forget-me-nots
enclosed in letters baiting Long Farewells, in the great literary
correspondence of authored and Author.
...Ye gorgeous gargoyles come perch and push.
Persona non grata...the wide world...unisex prodigal...All--returneth.
LOOK AT THAT LINE...LOOK AT IT...(attrition)...ROUND THE
CORNERS OF PERPETUITY.
NEBULAEIC FANFARE...come perch to push...lo...ANGELS!
Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 12:35 PM UTC
royals mistake the tears cried over animals, esp. those wild and not petted, as if they were man’s added 1 to a million ‘ stones in minature form of the sandy: see that singleton quotation mark? it’s different pause from comma semi-colon or hyphen, it’s the ironic pause - almost compounding the two words.
i skullhead i,
i the skullhead, i,
no more a body than a maxim,
i the tomb in stone
but in body a bone,
i skullhead i,
i the skullhead,
no more a body than a maxim -
why will not death wilt
before engaging in the lives or mortals?
why will death meddle in mortal amorousness
when it will not meddle in a death of a god?
**** you death!
meddle elsewhere! who are prone
to breathe the same air as you;
interesting lives make less
of a library than libraries readily mothering
the lives hardly lived but nonetheless written...
eager ***** in section 1,
less eager ***** in section 1.5
mature ***** in sectiont 2 of being crazed
by crosswords and those dumb books
written by young men who "diverged from living"
given horse was replaced by motorcycle...
and feet were replaced by horse later replaced by
ferrari... vroom vroom...
and affordable life in london by saudi arabia investments;
let's wave to our mothers...
we'll be the ones on the premier red carpet
for sure...
it doesn't matter... i prefer opera to cinematic raqqa...
and i prefer theatre to conversation.
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 9:09 PM UTC
Amorousness is a cerulean stone
Beautifully colored, but weighs you down
Too afraid to speak, or smile, or stare
Scared of a secret you don't want to share
Months with a mixture of love and fear.
Devastation is an indigo jewel
Found deep in the earth of the lies of a fool
Yet in devastation there lies the truth
Hidden in notes and gray telephone booths
The years weathering the emotions of youth.
Purification is an apricot timepiece
Clean and bright and punctual, please
Don't mistake pure to be free from sin
Though the heart can start over as a new hour can
The time cleansing wounds from a phase worn thin.
While we are talking about time, let me just say
That the memories of an hour don't all go away
But memories are saffron ink pens in the sense
That their time fades, but never ends.
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 1:37 PM UTC
I want to spend a day in your hourglass
being turned on my head as the hours pass
sliding down into the narrowness
collapsing into a pile of spent amorousness
Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 12:03 AM UTC
In what torn ship soever I embark,
That ship shall be my emblem of thy Ark;
What sea soever swallow me, that flood
Shall be to me an emblem of thy blood;
Though thou with clouds of anger do disguise
Thy face, yet through that mask I know those eyes,
Which, though they turn away sometimes,
They never will despise.
I sacrifice this Island unto thee,
And all whom I loved there, and who loved me;
When I have put our seas ‘twixt them and me,
Put thou thy sea betwixt my sins and thee.
As the tree’s sap doth seek the root below
In winter, in my winter now I go,
Where none but thee, th’ Eternal root
Of true Love, I may know.
Nor thou nor thy religion dost control
The amorousness of an harmonious Soul,
But thou wouldst have that love thyself: as thou
Art jealous, Lord, so I am jealous now,
Thou lov’st not, till from loving more, Thou free
My soul: who ever gives, takes liberty:
O, if thou car’st not whom I love
Alas, thou lov’st not me.
Seal then this bill of my Divorce to All,
On whom those fainter beams of love did fall;
Marry those loves, which in youth scattered be
On Fame, Wit, Hopes (false mistresses) to thee.
Churches are best for Prayer, that have least light:
To see God only, I go out of sight:
And to ’scape stormy days, I choose
An Everlasting night.
1.2k
they came
slurred and darkened
angry and
with a tinge of indigence
let me see those clothes
i pointed to the pile
on the quilt that the ex made
dig through it
i murmured
and i sank
deep within myself
though 20's era deviants kept me
above the "sunk" place
on her side
completely silent
on mine raucous
but i can identify with donning
the drab of a different era
he said as he wrote
and looked at his phone
there is nothing about us static
nothing that keeps us from
killing ourselves only to be revived
in a brand new era
or moment of slight significance
i perform this act in times legion
dressing to impress
or to convey honest slovenliness
or power
or amorousness
this task
these efforts
can never be realized
attempting transubstantiation fails
and its motive with it
with jeans and a white tee
i am this one
lonely
lost
lingering
limitless
by all means
take all my clothes
ties and suspenders too
i have what im wearing
Mar 23, 2013
Mar 23, 2013 at 5:44 PM UTC
I looked at his hands
as if there was blood on them
and I cursed him
He stayed calm and read
in my eyes the shape
that he had to put on
to win me
His amorousness pushed boundaries
We had long conversations
and made future
plans for the world
as it should be
with us shining in the middle
as a sun that doesn't need to
be applauded, but simply exists
to share richly what it has
The planets follow their orbits
understanding and friendship drop down
and our hands do the work
Sometimes bleeding
May 11, 2022
May 11, 2022 at 3:18 AM UTC
We had started our love as a friendship,
That turned into relish worship.
I hoped for your love that I’d never earn,
I fell for your friendly concern.
My amorousness for your pretty face,
Will never be forgotten by age.
No words can account for my affection,
Or for my appreciation.
This is no more an infatuation,
This is true adoration.
My love for you will never fade away,
It will never go astray.
For years, for ever I will stay with you,
Won’t leave you for a day or two.
Even though you do not know of my love,
I’ll love you as stars shine above.
Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 6:31 AM UTC
The homily that turned into slobbering, unequaled any ordinary drool. Evenly balance my center of gravity.
Breathe in, breathe out. Lung sacs are losing elasticity.
Tighten descension through to your love. Air is thick surrounding what is
held inside a chalice.
Blood mist pillows.
Body crimson flush.
An amity offered presently, so shortly
gives a second's continuance. My will
to hold your crux, so I may adore,
eat of, drink of, understand.
Our sacrament has not yet recognition
in eyes of high on holy. Still, I promise
to sit with you, sopping all this
be all and end all, so I may call
your meat, bone, and marrow,
solely mine.
As amorousness is the weakness I worship, you are my sin.
Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 9:59 PM UTC
awesome apothecary addressed as Agamemnon
alleviates anxiety, and alimentary aggravation
anodyne appeasement arrests ailment
amphetamines acquaintanceship assuages
agonizing aches also advocates amorousness
assiduously activating admiration
aggressive attacks assault air afoul
affable affinity affects adumbration
anatomical accidental addiction attested as academic,
although afterward abnegation absolutely arduous,
affianced attired apparently as an anomaly
Ares and Abyssinian Astarte admixture
acquiescence affliction affected adroitly,
and abruptly abends accessible
altruistic alms axed
albeit admonishing, alluding,
and attributing authored
autonomous anonymous adroit arriviste agents
accompanying as accomplished accomplices
accredited ace advertisers
applaud ascendent assaults amidst agonizing appeals
acting all acrimoniously apropos
avowedly ardently, and antagonistically, agitating
appositely advocating ancillary assistance
addict adrift afloat anchors away
assails along, among, and an alias archenemy -
adorned abominable assassin alters ambition
adroitly, aggressively, absolutely
addict announces asseveration
against avid admonishment
alarmingly annulling authentic affiliation
anew anonymous ability acclaims alignment
aegis actually adversarial abetting attrition appetite
acceleration ascendent after aplenty anesthetization
additionally activating arced analogous arrow
advancing added abdominal and arterial agony
abject ambivalence arrests accomplishments attainable
any artistic avocation absconded
asper auditorial approbation, animadversion
artificial aggrandizement abrogates astuteness
appropriate adjudication affronted
alternative afforded amnesty about acing audioslave
as aerosmith ambition assumes arriviste affectation
already appalling alacrity awakens amendment
although Awol administration adamant
acrimonious affront agonizingly attributable
announces another afterworld
apparent ailing apparition
ardent allegiance asking anyone appreciable affix
apathy abounds attending apriorism allotment.
Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 6:46 PM UTC
our second of two lasses conceived
sometimes within a blink
the exact moment auguring conception
difficult to identify or pinpoint
whence seminal liquid
********** from a ******* *****
birth of second daughter thyself and spouse created
while immersed in the ****** drink
generally occurred during
our naked lunch sans primal cop
yule la shun, via carousing with amorousness
when a seminal dollop
of passion circa May 1998 that pregnant verity
became definitive when the ultrasound
evinced a miniscule glop
pronounced by obstetrician and gynecologist
with an impending due date
yet unpredictable until the wife did evince
a swelling abdominal area, an ordinary fate
once pregnancy without doubt
ascertained both of felt great
lee excited at prospect thee eldest
would become “big” sister,
which less than total devoted attention
she would naturally hate
upon begetting youngest punim
indubitably saw her (Eden) irate
yet any jealousy temporarily deferred, offset
and thwarted upon the birth
of Shana, whose anniversary
she exited birth canal when a dearth
of being cocooned in the womb
suddenly necessitated adjusting to life on Earth
when formerly inducing
a bulge within the uterine hearth
and this papa nearly nineteen years
wept tears of joyful delight
with a complete set of anatomical features,
and gender as the girl found wife excite
head, cuz decision asper circumcision,
a moot point re difficult conscience fight
club and prediction as per average adult height
of female progeny, number two found the sight
a biologically whipped miracle I held tight.
Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 4:52 PM UTC
"Bring me to elysium as I feel warmth of within,
I beseech your lips your voice your integument,
How can I alone bare cumbrance and stifle burdens,
Fresh outdoors my islet will cool my burning desires,
I wish to be her fantasy and make our love complete,
I want to eat the sun as it searches your body,
That redolence exists within intangible feelings,
Tangent the wallow hunger inside depths of your soul,
Echoes within call to me as waves to the shore,
I travail as she groveled into my percipience,
I would no longer stay defiant to your touch,
Touching upon your impetuous palpable body,
Apprehensive of what your loving me might doth,
The ichorous in her eyes that echoes within,
Bellows in a delineation of abyss of passions ardor,
Deliquescing into each other’s arms unfolding in,
Elysium amorousness”
By A. Guzaldo 06/12/2018 ©
Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 11:40 PM UTC
I feel no worship,
no love or amorousness --
but a blissful fear.
Jun 20, 2023
Jun 20, 2023 at 3:23 AM UTC
Amorousness runs
dry and all your happiness --
slips through your fingers.
Aug 23, 2024
Aug 23, 2024 at 3:43 AM UTC
"Avail me liberate from my realm of disquietude,
Words of rapture you could do just that,
May I not beg for that may I not beseech,
Only those words for a while I will be free,
A touch of rapture will achieve dry lament,
Your love supports me to be sinewy,
We will be together regardless of doth wheel,
Fixation is not love nor is fascination love,
When you are treated improvidently it is not love,
This is lack of the ingesting the feel of what love is,
When you act to another in benignity and oblation,
This is when love is pure and nobly prodigal,
To this love I will belong noble unquestionably,
This is when love is indissoluble and unexpurgated,
No heights one can’t reach with true amorousness,
With pure love eloquent other nobly prodigal,
By A.Guzaldo 07/28/2018 ©
Jul 28, 2018
Jul 28, 2018 at 4:04 PM UTC
A mirror to a mirror
Filled with inner reflections
Like a sun to a moon
Scoured with love.
Floating around the corners of the hall
Are those silent confabulations
That echoes even when emotions dissolve
Draping that pain
Absorbing that amorousness
Embracing that silence
As each night sinks in the cradle of sunshine
I would be reborn a phoenix
And will arise from the ashes of your love..
May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 3:11 AM UTC