"begrime" poems
Subdued and seduced by sounds so sultry
floating with fantastic phonetic finesse
vibrant voices vehicled via visages
the magical message making me a mess
each seconds surrenders me speechless
praying for the process of progress
kissing, caressing, conspire in concision
affection and adoration an admirable ambition
Subdued and seduced by sounds so sultry
floating with fantastic phonetic finesse
vibrant voices vehicled via visages
the magical message making me a mess
beautiful belles becoming begrime
rendered ready by my written rhyme
won with wonderfully whispered wit
foment flattery in a fanatic fit
Subdued and seduced by sounds so sultry
floating with fantastic phonetic finesse
vibrant voices vehicled via visages
the magical message making me a mess
Sep 11, 2010
Sep 11, 2010 at 5:39 PM UTC
Spirit and Breath of Life, whate'er Thy name!
Bear with Thy creature, Man,
That makes his dwelling-place a blot of shame
Upon the Ordered Plan.
Not Thy hand, O Divine Designer, hurled
Athwart the starlit skies
One blood-stained, greed-diseased, hate-eaten world,
To shock celestial eyes.
Not Thy default, O Beautiful, this crust
Of fratricidal crime,
These maggot-breeds of hunger and of lust
That Thy fair work begrime.
But ours, who mock Thee from the highest place,
And in the light of day;
Who claim to lead an upward-struggling race,
And will not seek the way.
Guards of the human birthright, at Thy call -
A city sacked and burned;
Guards of the house that is the home of all,
But whence the weak are spurned.
Brothers, to whom the outcast brothers cry
As with a voice unknown;
Stewards of Nature's bounty, that deny
The lawful heirs their own.
Thou that hast made us men, and earth so fair,
To be so vilely used,
Give space for late repentance and repair
Of sacred trust abused.
Give time, Eternal, that we stanch these tears,
Give time to heal this sore,
That our brief speck amid the shining spheres
Disgrace its birth no more.
But sail ethereal seas, an orb of light,
To bear Thy purpose on
Until it fades into the cosmic night
Where the dead worlds have gone.
2.3k
brewing potion with ritual
reciting chants, merely verbal
niching these little caviar
a mixture of gravitas and war
such ladle so long enough to combine
a virgin's blood with a spoon of wine
perhaps adding a buckskin would suffice
this hellcat's hellacious bliss
a bushel of a misogynist's intestine,
must not forget to hitch gobs of sharks fin,
augment a pair of an old man's sight
then smatter the hogs' teeth bite
sing song this dark lullaby
you ought to hear plead and cry
smell and smear this fatal brew
any life it shall take and shoo
death will come and it will reign
blood will begrime and it will stain
thoroughly toting the daring deathly hex
seeking a prey who must be next
Nov 25, 2019
Nov 25, 2019 at 10:52 PM UTC
Does society need a push to be made just,
Can we not together find solutions set to last,
Homelessness and poverty rife with shame,
With people given numbers but no name.
Are we so callous, blind and proud
To block our ears from cries so very loud,
Their wants and needs not our concern,
As we shake our heads with gazes stern.
Gone are the neighborhoods that kept us close,
Replaced by ones which only inequalities expose,
Gleaming steel towers where merely money speaks,
Silent neighbors with no word spoken for countless weeks.
Corporations filled with wanton greed,
Blind to crippling poverty and need,
Governments complicit in this crime
Grasping for income all signs of morals they begrime.
Solutions few, decisions hard,
So many options by self-interest barred
And yet in some humanity prevails,
Providing sustenance that such humanity entails.
To the rest of us, the watching masses,
Idly gazing through rose colored glasses,
The moment beckons for a society to heal,
Lest that apathy our very soul forever steal.
Nov 13, 2020
Nov 13, 2020 at 7:55 PM UTC
I bumped into you the other day
I still think I truly love you
I thought the pain had gone away
But I guess for my heart that's not true
I have been with other guys since we've been apart
But none of them seem to be like you
We wanted the same things but then our river started to part
And sometimes a river stays sliced in two
Do you remember the tears left on my face?
Do you remember all the broken promises we made?
I try to hide it well behind this facade, certain I left no trace
But I guess everything has an end, even a masquerade
I don't know why I started to cry over you, is it maybe moving to Paris?
Or maybe I just have so much yet to discover about who you are
Maybe you're the brightest star, possibly my Polaris
All I know is now you are just a memoir
These mixed feelings seem to get the best of me
But I know apart is when we are best
You were a challenge that astonished me
I've overcome the urge to pass the test
To love is not the same as to be in love
That's a lesson we have all learned over time
I guess it's safe to say none of us were "in love" but more like for a moment we were each other's behove
At least we didn't leave it on a note people could find begrime
But does that seem right for you?
I feel like it'll never be the case in my reality
I really must speak with you, put on my high shoe
Face you, and tell you how I really feel. Maybe then I'll reach proper mentality
Jan 28, 2017
Jan 28, 2017 at 6:26 PM UTC
I bumped into you the other day
I still think I truly love you
I thought the pain had gone away
But I guess for my heart that's not true
I have been with other guys since we've been apart
But none of them seem to be like you
We wanted the same things but then our river started to part
And sometimes a river stays sliced in two
Do you remember the tears left on my face?
Do you remember all the broken promises we made?
I try to hide it well behind this facade, certain I left no trace
But I guess everything has an end, even a masquerade
I don't know why I started to cry over you, is it maybe moving to Paris?
Or maybe I just have so much yet to discover about who you are
Maybe you're the brightest star, possibly my Polaris
All I know is now you are just a memoir
These mixed feelings seem to get the best of me
But I know apart is when we are best
You were a challenge that astonished me
I've overcome the urge to pass the test
To love is not the same as to be in love
That's a lesson we have all learned over time
I guess it's safe to say none of us were "in love" but more like for a moment we were each other's behove
At least we didn't leave it on a note people could find begrime
Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 2:40 PM UTC
My life was perfect from the very start
So perfect—life imitating art
Breezed through college effortlessly
Dream job gift-wrapped just for me
Perfect add-on to my fairy tale life
Matrimony with the perfect wife
Children followed, our perfect family
None of this would have longevity
(Chorus)
Pleading with you to forgive me
But there’s no forgiveness for the perfect
A less than perfect man may fall 7 times
But no forgiveness for the perfect
On my knees begging for mercy
But there is no mercy for the perfect
They say a righteous man may fall 7 times
But no forgiveness for the perfect
Success was nearly at my finger tips
Just couldn’t stop my lying lips
Sought better living through chemistry
Rushed headlong into calamity
Took the deep dive into ***** & pills
Steeped in debauchery to get more thrills
Disregarded all the blessings in my life
Pushed away my kids and wife
(Chorus)
Pleading with you to forgive me
But there’s no forgiveness for the perfect
A less than perfect man may fall 7 times
But no forgiveness for the perfect
On my knees begging for mercy
But there is no mercy for the perfect
They say a righteous man may fall 7 times
But no forgiveness for the perfect
I could promise you, my dear, I’d change
For you my life I’d rearrange
But I won’t waste your precious time,
Your life no longer will I begrime—
I’ll stop asking for forgiveness
For there’s no forgiveness for the perfect
I’ll just live my life the way I choose
And hope that it is worth it
I’ll stop begging you for mercy
For there is no mercy for the perfect
I’ll just live my life, await my fate
There’s no forgiveness for the perfect
Kiss the children every night for me...
No forgiveness for the perfect
© 2020 Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
May 20, 2020
May 20, 2020 at 1:08 AM UTC
My pen is always free
To find
When most sublime
My mind
Is still so bound
By rhyme
Each word and sound
Left undefined
By rhyme
I find
Abrasively
Will grind
In teeth
Distastefully
Bequeath
Each line
That chimes
Pervasively
In ears
And fears
Begrime
Invasively
My head
To dread
Implacably
This crime
Of rhyme
As if it were a wrinkle
In the fabric
Of all time
Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 3:02 AM UTC
What can I say about your charm and grace?
Nothing that'll hold a candle to the glow of you
I can just close my eyes and see your face
The beauty of your eyes still pierces me clean through
The sparkle thrown and the curve of lid
Attract me like a moth to flame
Deep in my heart this love I’ve hid
Love of your laugh, your soul, your frame
The cheeks I bite; the lips I kiss…
Your kisses I’ll drink to quench this thirst
I sing your praises, please never dismiss
This ***** boy, because I loved you first
And forward we’ll march through this torrent of time
Wandering together on our common quest
And through these hard moments, which lately begrime,
We’ll hurtle directly and finish this test
I see the love and sadness in your eyes
The love, I’ll cling tight to, the sadness, arrest
You are mine... ...and I am all yours
This journey can’t break us, for our love is best
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 4:20 PM UTC
A glorious ship sets sail,
Robust engines begin to fire.
A billowing cloud marks their trail
Whisking along, climbing higher.
Soon to find they’re moving frail,
Over-capacity, the engines tire.
Panic… passengers want to bail
Before the ships fatigue is dire.
“The ships too big to fail”,
Assured the disguised liar
Over the radio in a voice so stale,
He sold the tickets to every buyer.
Acting like there’s no need to worry
The crew continues out to sea,
News on board spreads in a hurry,
The passengers whisper quietly.
The crewman shouting, “all aboard!”,
They look around, only to see,
Transport of the vaulted horde
As their count exceeds capacity.
For profit loomed so temptingly,
Blighted the soul in greedy begrime,
Of that owner who sits at home,
The culprit in this unwatched crime
As the magistrate declared he’s free to roam.
Back on the ship, the haul is flooding,
So abrupt, they had no time.
Sinking further to the depths and sure to drown,
They let out a last and desperate horn to chime,
As water rising—muffled the sound.
“We’ll do everything we can!”,
Exclaims the man who’s pockets lined,
Pays off investigators to seal his plan,
A freak accident without blame to find,
Invisible strings puppeteer,
The death of thousands into happenstance,
Foul play at the hands of a financier,
Onto his next venture without a second glance.
Perhaps one day a corrected fate
Will rise in the eyes of history,
And right the legacy of our current state,
Shedding light on the darkness of the shadow of inequality.
Dec 29, 2019
Dec 29, 2019 at 1:44 PM UTC
just image what a pickle
our planet would be
in
were another virus to escape
a labratory's unsecured
tin
the one that is presently
circulating around the
globe
sure has caused much ruin
within our world's
lobe
these labratories need
a thorough
investigation
so as the diseases they house
don't affect any
nation
in some countries the use of
bioweapons are
condoned
and the experimentation
has been proficiently
honed
it is a frightening prospect
that's playing out in real
time
what airborne contagions
maybe aimed to
begrime
Aug 15, 2021
Aug 15, 2021 at 6:46 AM UTC
"William Barr is my name,
But you can call me AG Barr.
Protecting Donald Trump must be
The highlight of my repertoire.
"I'll defy the rule of law,
And I don't give a **** if I'm--
Despite what others say or think--
A sly accomplice to his crime."
"Lindsey Graham is my name,
Call me Senator Graham, please.
Selling one's soul to the devil is
Where I have my expertise.
"I don't care if Trump's corrupt
Or stretches the truth all the time.
If he furthers my goals, I will
Be an accomplice to his crime."
"Devin Nunes is my name,
But you can just call me Devin.
Having Trump as president
Is a right-wing extremist's heaven.
"If you want to obstruct justice,
Follow the president's paradigm.
Give up your integrity AND
Be an accomplice to his crime."
"Sarah Sanders is my name.
I am THE press secretary.
Whenever I lie for President Trump,
I just say a quick Hail Mary.
"Working for this president
Is something that I'd call sublime.
No one really cares if he
Or she's an accomplice to his crime."
So many people willing to lie--
So many people willing to begrime
Their character and reputations
As accomplices to the president's crime.
-by Bob B (5-5-19)
May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 4:25 PM UTC