"imprudently" poems
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Too little and of course, too late
they spend what’s left imprudently
attempting to alleviate
the love of God’s own liberty:
The world transexual one-party state.
They think it’s normal — right for all
lost in a prideful dying fall
their lions heed the sea-horse call
attempting to transgender fate;
the devil searches for a mate
his nightly Babylonian date:
the world transexual one-party state.
They’ll legislate the Lord away
(his fundie followers as well)
their hateful heaven, holy hell
shall wither up and disappear
before redemption can draw near.
Their myths no more shall obfuscate
nor dangle such celestial bait
that underwriters overrate:
the world transexual one-party state.
Their antichrist is overpriced,
the nations, globally enticed,
now glorify the deviance
in herd-like mass obedience
surrendering to expedience:
where good is bad, and bad is great
and Christ the only one to hate,
allegiances exacerbate
the world *********** one-party state.
Parties will form and parties end
but parties can no more defend
consolidation into one
than flip a switch and dark the sun;
the Caesars left this part undone
the Muslims are just having fun
with our *********** one-party state.
Bring on the night until we see
that dark means dimming by degree
two parties? Overdone by one !
So let it bleed and let it be
till One is All and all agree
that we are doomed to hesitate
when God cannot resuscitate
the late One-World *********** State.
Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 6:34 PM UTC
Within four walls I felt restraint
That pushed my minds own metaphor
And as my lips began to dry
Her scent entwined across the floor.
I dropped my stare as shadows danced
And felt those ills that burnt in me
As bile raised to rear itself
My heart felt pain so bitterly.
But all around were tiny views
That brought back doubts in magnitude
And then I saw the chimney breast
That signalled peace but hid regret.
And seas took hold in swirling rage
As gifts of love from other’s age
And eyes that winked as acid tore
Whilst ravaged hearts could take no more.
So when she spoke I heard a voice
That mocked my dreams forbidding choice
And as she threw those words at me
The slate felt cold on withered feet.
I felt her pain which frightened me
But slowly stood & turned away
I laughed at blame imprudently
Than face the truth we live each day……..
Apr 25, 2010
Apr 25, 2010 at 12:12 AM UTC
Brick by brick. I have built a wall around you.
Alas comes he, demolishing what I've constructed.
Little does he know, I erected not one but a few.
Some walls, I doubt, even you knew existed.
Just like the rest he'll tear them down with kindness.
Cause, oh tender love, all you seek is some attention.
Estranged, these men truly think I have left you loveless.
Selfish me, only with me shall you embrace affection.
They pursue with presumption that they came to save you,
They pursue with presumption that they came to love you.
The robust walls they've destroyed imprudently to seize you.
Unknowing my intention was to protect them from yours truly, You
Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 1:58 PM UTC
Selfies & The (Selfish) Need
Rembrandt painted hundreds in one medium or t’other.
Thanks to photo’s techno-grams
Selfies of all kinds abound,
Home paintboxes thick on the ground
Which begs the question:
Exploration or self-love?
Motives passive and elusive, definitely inconclusive,
Probably a votive to self-love;
The selfie shows its needs up front.
Pretext for one’s vanity, its insecurity.
Then there’s the blog:
A kind of selfie, yes?
There to impress via modernity’s express
A world you hope
Is waiting for your scoop,
Your dope, your ****
When you’ve seen a glut of bodies
Photo-shopped and chopped to please,
Is there more you need to see?
Or is it true desire breeds desire
And that fact a warning dire?
Impudently, imprudently
Continuing until we rue the days that bluntly
Lead us nowhere in particular
But to the usual, predictable, familiar wrinkling
And the loss of beauty’s pull.
Selfies & The (Selfish) Need 7.5.2017
Circling Round Vanities II;
Arlene Corwin
Jul 6, 2017
Jul 6, 2017 at 4:37 AM UTC
I never associate the plane with a hammock
The interest of my belly wins over any such
Discussion which might inevitably turn into sorrow
But, and I speak only for the asphalt, will
Innegably show disrespect to the other functions of the brain
Which astonishes me when it wants to sleep or take an independent
Walk
through the staircase of your lap
But if your lap denies the welcoming blood
Think of the shadow preserving human thought
And immediately
Imprudently all cities might fall inspite of all false pretexts
your leg is the salvation of man and his cubic head
You are me in the belief of nothing but pleasure
Of the heart and eyes, of the polished sword
Of the mighty octopus clinging to your mare
Of a highly anticipated degree of fresh air
Liberty draws attempts to carry all carcasses
Like a candle
Or a pill to sleep.
Mar 14, 2016
Mar 14, 2016 at 4:22 AM UTC
I get
only to have got
only to have lost
want
and O to have lost I will
only ever initiate gratified animation
when this tie of
anthropological operation
divides my
contemptuous feline inclination
where I want ease
where for scrutiny I plead
negligence reclining on any
every dream
imprudently high on benzodiazepine
I dreamt purity was conceivably
Tranquilized on
Horizons beach
applicable as subjectivity may be
the fabrication of chemical composure
has emancipated its tie
to beauty
Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 3:05 PM UTC
"Under everything, just another human being"
A brain, blood, a heart.
I'm the same as you, aren't I?
I'm not, though, and I wish you'd understand that.
"I don't wanna hurt, there's so much in this world to make me bleed"
There are so many things that could take me.
I panic at the thought of driving a car, for every nightmare ends with a wreck.
How would you react to my death?
"Did I say that I need you?"
You've become my lifeline, my crutch.
I've no idea who I'd be with you.
The smile on your face and the tears in your eyes are the only things keeping me alive.
"Oh, did I say that I want you?"
No, I didn't.
No, I haven't.
But I should before it's too late.
"Oh, if I didn't I'm a fool, you see..."
A fool --
'a person who acts unwisely and imprudently'.
Yes indeed, I'm a fool for you.
"No one knows this more than me"
Trust me, I know.
I live with this every waking moment.
I'm the only thing stopping the words in my head from releasing into the air and into your heart.
"Stay with me..."
"Let's just breathe..."
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 10:07 AM UTC