"demarcate" poems
Life may not go as planned;
the worst kind of fool extrapolates
from a heap of thwarted expectations:
"Life is over because I'm upset!"
Emotions out of control, roiling,
demarcate that which in human is animal;
the worst kind of fool loudly insists,
"Life should gratify my ego!"
Disappointment becomes license,
a weak excuse for calamitous disregard;
the worst kind of fool dares to think,
"Others are responsible for my actions."
Cowardice thrives in this heath of weeds.
The worst kind of fool gives up early,
quick to resume safe, familiar weaknesses:
"I should never have dared to try."
Wallowing loves abundant company,
the likewise-dead who disavow all power.
The worst kind of fool supports other fools:
"We are special; this world is against us."
Self-absorption and delusions of grandeur
conspiring with fashionable self-derogation.
The worst kind of fool achieves impossible vampirism.
"Value me; reassure me; therein I feed."
Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 7:02 PM UTC
paint the world in green, spiral love on henna bellies, toes;
paint it red and ravage hearts,
a poet sings it either way,
sudden and illuminating all another hue
something less than true if true were known,
something more, i call it when it's poetry,
but who am i, this poem, to judge all poems?
who am i to claim a rightful place, within a poem itself,
to demarcate times with halting rhymes...
how many times have i rhymed rhyme with time?
before it's expressed, it ravels in--in deeper--in the dark,
this glamor symbol syncretism
sometimes urgent, never fully formed
no words can turn within and label when their labels came to being signed--
but here i am, to sign, succumb and sign again at signs
Feb 15, 2013
Feb 15, 2013 at 9:55 PM UTC
Poetic whispers
Reverberate
Across the
Corridors of
The poetic
Hallway
Pillars of
Words
Strengthened
By the
Poetic touch
Carved out
And chiseled
With intricate
Details
Only who roams
These hallowed
Hallways
Are cognizant
Of now and
Beyond
And don’t
Demarcate
Between reality and
(un)reality
Words from
The eternal
Fountain
Makes for a
Beautiful landscape
Around the
Beautiful monument
Built by, Poets
Everything is
Sacrosanct
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 7:55 AM UTC
Placate nature's dangers,
demons dwelling in the dark;
dismember markings sated
but not caught;
Marry the taken stranger's nectar,
and market snark to desperate
markers carting parted, deepened
larks.
Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 8:09 PM UTC
I have twelve new images in oblivion.
I have a name and symbol for each one.
They're called prison in one tongue
And Heaven in that dogmatic tome.
Though I cannot pick a favor with the name,
"In God's name" sums it quite sane.
It is a trick, I say, I swear, its all the same.
We Love the higher hope for a second home,
I love the second ***** our spiritual song.
Stars demarcate mythic euphony, wrong-
Yet right, a left path to eventual events; halcyon.
Finally! it reveals, it discovers, and it is done
As long as a single soul attempts the tone,
Whimsy finds weight in a wind to bone,
Heart, flesh, mind, the entire abode.
We abide to symmetry in singular nodes.
So I must resonate to my own roads,
For dedication to destiny and its role
Is a path set to reset those perilous holes.
To ferry peoples that forget to hold souls
Traveling on our belief in naming the Sun.
Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 5:22 AM UTC
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Oct 10, 2022
Oct 10, 2022 at 3:16 PM UTC
If this world has a haven
would it not be more orderly
to demarcate such ordinally,
in place of east & west.
Take Vermont,
one can't crow fly
one Haven to the next
without flying an hour south!
Jan 17, 2011
Jan 17, 2011 at 4:55 PM UTC
and now
i will sever the strings
that once tethered us together
with the pieces of me
that you shattered
i will forge a divide between us
deep enough to swallow
my hearts temptations
for i am eve
and you are my vice
i will tear apart continents
and demarcate the soil that stands between
our now sovereign feet
if it means the storms you contrive
will no longer wash away
the delicate foundations of myself
but
i am learning how
to escape the darkness
that once held me hostage
i am learning that
the deadened highs
from the mephitic lies
you breathed into my lungs
arent worth the crushing suffocation
that shadowed
i am learning to accept
that the loneliness that keeps me company
in your absence
is not evident of weakness
but the result of me instilling faith
back into my own two feet
and an assertion of the strength i have
to live on my own
x.
Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 1:02 AM UTC
I drive while I am overthinking,
watching as I run through
a hundred thousand
floating firefly butts
that lessen the darkness of
the highway I’ve been
driving;
Reflecting on
the corruption
of politicians,
and businessmen
who are war
profiteering,
arming up soldiers,
and bringing military
grade gear
for policemen
to use here
within our own borders.
How these thugs
take their orders
from the rot at top
and brutally torture,
hearts once hopeful
that now turn to dust.
I am amazed by
the ease at which
I see all that ****
but keep on
swimming through
the gross cesspool.
I know I can walk away
but I am fool
who has something to say.
Evan though,
there are no great
ways to demarcate
stages of human pain. cont.
I have been furnished
with a burning furnace,
a form famished for
seeing those justice ignored
even the score.
Dec 19, 2020
Dec 19, 2020 at 12:11 PM UTC
You are not the only person i’ve loved looking at that light
Green, blinking over the water
in fact, i said goodbye to my first staring at it
i soared with my second in its glow
but each one, each one
faded, or crashed, either by my malicious hand, or my incompetent rudder
i have pulled so much from so little
i knew that light meant everything
now i have learned, it is just a light
in reality it exists only to demarcate the left side of the safe path
not to me, not to me, to me, like one before me, it was everything
a green light blinking in the Distance
every future i could hope for
each time filled with a different You
i’ve sat in the same spot on the same sandy shore and said the same things the same way
the only difference
You
god, i hope You are different
i hope i feel differently about You
but i do not, i can not know
i hope our ship will not sink like the rest
Illuminated by my kitschy and distracted heart
always looking for the next metaphor
Blinking, noiselessly but immutable
i am sorry
**** me and my poetry
i am sorry
in the fall there will be a fourth.
Nov 18, 2017
Nov 18, 2017 at 5:08 PM UTC
How to demarcate
the silence
behind respect
vis-a-vis consideration?
One is taken
and [ab]used
the other, reciprocated.
The blind and blinded
show their anger,
make us fools. They
call us stupid
and uninitiated
That is
how they want us
to remain. A threat
to remove.
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 10:27 AM UTC
What am I aligned
to make of this?
And have I given up on magic
if I don't?
Gentle oracle,
some things
just happen to us.
You aren't alone
despite spirits
not showing the interest
you desire,
but I taste your emptiness.
I desire a control too.
Despair of
silence from the gods.
Demarcate reality
from the hatred and
the odds.
Jan 14, 2025
Jan 14, 2025 at 3:39 PM UTC