"conglomerated" poems
*never date an artist:
for they’ll find the beauty in the fight -
they’ll grow to remove themselves from all the light,
knowing nothing lasts forever,
it’s all a stroke of fate -
or a pen’s dance on a paper’s grate.
never date an artist:
for the moment’s together will be exaggerated into a shakespearean play -
love’s trance will be in every date,
never knowing if the words spilled are the beauties of your’s or estranged gains of a moment’s escape,
for everything is painted by the beautiful eyes of an experienced guide -
is it real or a work of art they’re just trying to explain.
never date an artist:
they’ll miscommunicate everything they care to say -
not knowing how to communicate beyond the artistic escape,
an artist will rejoice in the gain of a moment’s grace,
finding every reason to hide from the honest’s truth -
for an artist is nothing but a fairytale’s goof.
painted, writen and expressed to be everything they wish people would see,
washed up and beaten by reality’s plea -
never date an artist, for their life is nothing but a conglomerated mess -
of how to escape the stress of the everyday and live in hopeless harmony,
they’re nothing but an anomaly:
never date an artist.
trust me.*
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 5:04 PM UTC
Breathe.
Let the air flow.
Take in the calm around you
as greenery takes in sunshine.
Cool your nerves
and listen to your beautiful heartbeat.
Stretch out your sinuous limbs
and ease the tension
not only in your body,
but in your mind as well.
Let go of all your troubles
but for a simple minute.
Meditate on what you believe
and let your inner lifelines flow
to create a beautifully conglomerated soul
healed of all wounds past.
Leave yourself be for just a moment;
it makes all the difference in the world.
Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 3:26 PM UTC
for Beau
this mixte bag of nutty facts,
compote of this's and that's,
fragrant but yucky tasting potpourri,
sordid assortment of
seemingly unseemly
random collection of
facts, whoppers,
recipes and formulae, and his 'n her
stories (my fav!)
useless motorized drivel,
running around my head
that you have with me creme-filled,
data conglomerated,
transformed by mongol hordes of grey cells
urged on, nay transformed,
by **** and beer into
a magnificent miscellaneous mile of jumble,
virtuous and verifiable grab bag of
ever so humble,
tuneful melodies of a medley of
snatches and patches
of Jagger and Liszt,
a verifiable pastiche of
vital and downright dumb
Factors and Factoids,
I thank you suchly muchly
musta taken years, maybe even
decades to collect and codify,
this assemblage of verifiable factoids,
after-all, took you twelve to
feed me in eye dropper ingestible quantities!
though with Wiki this and Wiki that,
I coulda save us all some time,
and since it is all on the Internet,
and any way 99% I forgot
like a cell phone number
no matter, I can reads and counts
and writes term papers downloaded,
but caught my eye you wrote
of a mutton stew denominated as
hotchpotch,
but we variant truants,
ici, aux Etats-Unis, on dit
and spell our salmagundi as
hodgepodge
but in summary summation,
thanks for teaching me creative thinking,
for without this skill,
I would but be,
a tool
of Wikipedia
and not its creator
P.S. It's gadzooks,
not gad zooks,
according to Wikitionary,
even them Oxford fellas agree,
tee hee,
you could look it up
on the internetsky,
Teach....
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 5:50 AM UTC
So much hope set in the height of 8"
The curlewing curls of
pea plants
decadent
Continuos flowing of the firmament
Breaking the concrete walk of the beat to the scene we live our lives between street meat
Imploding our boundaries while humans surround me no air or oxygen just fountains trying too hard to be scenic
I have a garden
I own the earth
But not In the end
It will be my dad
All carbon and cozy covered in primrose plots moldy and pozy'd
So many flowers mounded on the grave of a detritus that it worthy.
To be part of physics
Oh happy squeaking willow branches I remember
Oh china tree blossoms white
-just soon to come out-
Ou the bombs though
The agony hanging over me when I know that there is not a peace treaty from betwixt man fingers plotting graphs of how to not hurt each other
Yet I swoon to the garden and it befuddles my every move tripping me with plant with organism with hippy mumbojumbo
Convoluted material
That makes an aqueous pressure and fluidity to drown all the youth
Thou must grow but this isn't this fixed rates word attack
No. I am here to be the garden
To show walden in myself for my selfs joy
I am here for selfishness
Not evil as you couldn't see me
To pick apart the pieces
If the leaves rent in the movement to just create me
To tease and toss the strings ran from below them to the trees seams.
To root the ever awesome conglomerated picture of a fixture of an ornament
Of the human life that Seams to stem from what is Lendon.
This is homage to myself
And so is the thought.
Mar 10, 2014
Mar 10, 2014 at 8:27 PM UTC
As you kick me out your house to leave
I do concede
These feelings that I plead
For you
My heart still bleeds
For you
But whether you understand or care
Is neither here nor there
I simply breathe air
For you
An unrequited affair
For you
These words are conglomerated
Only confusion is created
Cognitions translated
For you
Feelings inflated
For you
A bleak misunderstanding
A fatal crash-landing
But feelings expanding
For you
Notwithstanding
For you
Despite this bitter fate
These feelings won’t abate
I will stand by and wait
For you
In a terrible state
For you
Dec 9, 2011
Dec 9, 2011 at 9:55 PM UTC
When I know nothing else,
not where to place faith,
nor how to distinguish,
the blurring of days.
The town burns without fire,
coursing through,
scatterings decorate the streets;
conglomerated brew.
Runes of lives no longer lived.
Forgotten by disaster, I survived.
Refusing warrant.
Mental transcendence; torrent.
I hear you talking but I don’t listen
When did we become these people?
Lacking vision.
Nov 1, 2012
Nov 1, 2012 at 1:54 PM UTC
I don't know where to start.
Where we started?
Abandoned...together..?
Not even together! Abandoned..
and cowardly,
we met.
No, we meshed.
We conglomerated
our debris
into a living entity
of
each other?
or nothing---
In the dark I misread
in your not reading glasses
the depth you inhabit,
No, you stole
no, you scraped
no
im wrong.
Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 12:44 AM UTC
Just in case
its been miss communicated.
Are government
Has been heavily underestimated.
And unless you chose
to become acclimated.
And let you mind become
Contaminated.
While each generation
is more uneducated.
Just a dying breed
being **********
Cops stories being fabricated.
That's why they are becoming abominated.
Its all a story that's been fabricated.
What is that me
I've been duplicated
I'm not talking cartoons
My cells have been fabricated
From money that's been allocated.
To companies that have become conglomerated.
While there CEO'S
are greatly compensated.
They keep us all checkmated.
By making our jobs automated.
With machines making jobs eliminated.
And our wages are all but dissipated.
They try to keep us alienated.
Why our lives are infiltrated.
They know whether or not what we drink is decaffeinated.
All are privacy has been decimated.
Thanks to technology that has been created.
But just as all things can be hated.
We the people our power can be demonstrated.
Before we become annihilated.
By those who keep us alienated.
Why their plan is becoming accelerated.
Taking our freedom
its confiscated.
Adding chemicals to our foods keeping minds contaminated.
Our minds our manipulated and captivated.
As bombs detonated cause innocent to be devastated.
Can't you see us so frustrated.
Its time for them to be investigated.
All mighty companies to be separated.
So all companies can be family orientated.
It was we the people when we became declarated.
But we gave our freedom away
To become isolated.
Its time to stand up
Its time to be liberated.
Before they make us all medicated.
Take my words as ye will
I may be opinionated.
But heed my warning
Its all being orchestrated.
Our end is prefabricated.
Our civilization will be eradicated.
Unless we become reeducated.
And those behind it all are eliminated.
Written By RICHARD B SHICK
Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 1:10 AM UTC