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The Befuddled Flatulent Blogger
Palpable perplexity burns into his face,
round and round. Malodorous gases smell
as he writes his blog. Then, he twitters in place
for his odious histrionics are such a disgrace
and his feedback is a bombshell.
When palpable perplexity burns into his face,
ambiguous other worldliness will trace
upon his demeanor. Repugnancy will dwell.
He will write his blog and twitter in place
like a chronic, unhinged, mental case.
As he puts negativity on each brain cell,
palpable perplexity burns into his face.
He grumbles about the reeking rat race.
He does not think. He can just rebel,
write his blog, twitter in place,
denounce all in his knowledge base,
make obnoxious noises, pollute and pummel .
When palpable perplexity burns into his face,
he composes his blog and twitters in place.
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The Art of Villanelle
Today, I wrote the poem for D’verse Poetry prompt by Grace to write a villanelle. According to poets.com: The highly structured villanelle is a nineteen-line poem with two repeating rhymes and two refrains. The form is made up of five tercets followed by a quatrain. The first and third lines of the opening tercet are repeated alternately in the last lines of the succeeding stanzas; then in the final stanza, the refrain serves as the poem’s two concluding lines. Using capitals for the refrains and lowercase letters for the rhymes, the form could be expressed as: A1 b A2 / a b A1 / a b A2 / a b A1 / a b A2 / a b A1 A2.
Image Credit: Bat-Ami Gordin © 2015 all rights reserved. Credit if you use it, please.
Evaporate until you Lenticulate
Julius Caesar’s Death
Evaporate until you Lenticulate
Don’t blubber and philosophize
in the act of pantomime.
Don’t blare and trumpet platitudes
as you premeditate tyrannicide.
Don’t pillage and falsify,
disrupt activity,
as you fanaticize,
and build public opinion on premises.
Don’t biodegrade and evaporate
until you lenticulate
into vaporous aloofness.
If you pillage all those
to whom you relate,
you will never erase despair,
but will fishtail
down the highway
and slip on glass
that penetrates brain cells.
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Hello-ing and Good-bying, Sort of.
Today, I wrote the poem for D’verse Poetry prompt by Victoria to write a poem incorporating a rich use of verbs. Because this week was the Ides of March I thought I’d write something about what Julius Caesar should have been aware.
Also posted on:
Poetry Pantry #244
Image credits: Biography.com Julius Caesar Biography
in state, faithful lying
Linear Crowds by jasinski
in state, faithful lying
in state, faithful lying:
refusing, denying.
truth, perplexing
mystifyingly obscuring.
holistic accepting.
unconditionally hesitating.
abstractly self-deprecating.
fastidious circumventing.
precision reporting,
resourcefully delegating.
by no means hesitating,
unilateral regulating.
through scope: gawking,
pixilatingly defining.
control authenticating:
could be devastating.
renaissance rendering.
prehistoric investigating.
forever epoch making:
ethereal resurrecting.
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Written for:
OLN – Celebrating Poetry!!!
Image credits: Linear Crowds by jasinski on Deviant Art
Popsicle on a Stick
Lancaster Municipal Stadium with F-18 on a Stick
I live in Antelope Valley, which is more than one city, but the Valley has one theme in common and that is Aerospace. The City of Lancaster has an Aerospace Walk of Honor, and for a monument, you can see an old F-4, mounted. The Air Force community calls this static display a Popsicle on a stick.
There are Popsicles on Sticks all over Antelope Valley, even in front of our farm team stadium. So that is what I decided to write this poem about. I threw in some imagry on baseball, food, smells, Popsicles and sticks.
Popsicle on a Stick
don’t drink
much at home
but at the
stadium
it’s delicious
first glance
cute
not-world class
but good enough
in any language
salon du chocolate
it is not
but someone got
taken out
for a dog or two
diesel overpower
rosin scent, over
ash, hickory, maple
and beer that smells
like stinky cheese
Popsicle
pop tail
wind tail
wind pipe
it’s on a stick
on a stick
with a bat
club on strike
whack a mole
thwack it back
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City Songs for Poetics
Today, I wrote the poem for D’verse Poetry prompt by Gabriella to write about a city. But the City I live by is Lancaster, CA so I chose to write about the closest thing to a square, the display in front of the stadium.
Image credits: The Hangar, home of the Lancaster JetHawks Lancaster, California
focused implementation
Program Management in Perspective
focused implementation
customer driven, evolved metric oriented
critical chain event methodology,
strategizing focused implementation
of variation reduction application,
traditionally providing
money making strategies,
iterating phases, sprinting a relay
for a more people-centric perspective
within a single scaled correctable
goal reaching continuous feedback,
future reshaping managed program .
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Meeting the Bar ~ Jargon, Buzzwords and Management Speak
Today, Tony Maude prompts us to be thinking about the poetic possibilities of using Jargon, Buzzwords and Management Speak to create a poem
Image credits: Orbor Digitial – Program Management and More
Born to Strife and Contention
Hamas Hangs Children to Act as Human Shields
Born to Strife and Contention
when will and passion are removed,
when resistance double-talk
is branded onto never-ending anxiety,
when determination and satisfaction
are as fundamental as food,
a mind-blowing similitude is imprinted
of one’s self crawling over pulverized concrete,
as the gnawing sound of military boots
carries out abductions for victims
headed toward open graves.
why make weapons of destruction,
if not to inaugurate a bloody war,
to spate abuse and death by genocide,
to create statistics of shelved body parts
and to encourage irrational ideology?
chilling to the teeth,
tranquil in scorching sun,
courage is to be remembered.
dogmas and –isms draw us
into the non-poetry of decomposition.
coexistence mutates into an abstract,
bipolar state of observance and malevolence.
when level-headed ethics never prevail,
and macho men rampage with sincerity,
madness undermines every rational practice
of benignity and simultaneity.
left untenanted, in our public world,
impotent diplomatic development
extorts us to applaud like a game show audience.
when the statistical death count,
and the itemizing of landing points,
and the remembrance of range
and the particularization of cultural transformations
is so unlimited that no one can distinguish
between the beginnings and the end of combat,
then puerile decapitation shall fail to enrage.
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Poetics – War Poetry
Today, Gabriella prompts a war poem.
Image credits: HAMAS TERRORISTS USE CHILDREN AS HUMAN SHIELDS IN GAZA In Stand Up For The Truth
Hurricane and Jordan: White House Protectors
Hurricane and Jordan the Belgian Malanois security dogs that help stop White House intruders this week.
Hurricane and Jordan: White House Protectors
invitation to White House, never sent.
unknown suspect calls for attack:
an issue of trespasser versus master.
trained to highest degree,
their world is to bark an alert.
watchdog inclination; vigilance strong
sufficiently powerful to kill a bear
they might, to kill, as well as guard.
peaked species. barking in this case,
would not protect at word of command.
an act of whim, seen in expression.
lead removed, in existential wind.
were punched ‘til they cried,
but held on, with calcified canines
tearing flesh and bringing down
the gatecrasher.
praised with delight for
performance, outstanding
impressed by a touch.
though trained to pounce,
each would rather wave a tail, actively
through the wind, beckoning stray cats
to play in the garden.
life is not easy,
when always on alert.
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Meeting the Bar ~ I’ve Got a Little List
Today, Tony Maude prompts a list poem.
Image credits: Meet White House guard dogs Hurricane and Jordan In USA Today
Hubble — Poem in Pleiades Form
To celebrate the 21st anniversary of the Hubble Space Telescope’s deployment into space, astronomers at the Space Telescope Science Institute in Baltimore, Md., pointed Hubble’s eye at an especially photogenic pair of interacting galaxies called Arp 273. The larger of the spiral galaxies, known as UGC 1810, has a disk that is distorted into a rose-like shape by the gravitational tidal pull of the companion galaxy below it, known as UGC 1813. This image is a composite of Hubble Wide Field Camera 3 data taken on December 17, 2010, with three separate filters that allow a broad range of wavelengths covering the ultraviolet, blue, and red portions of the spectrum.
Hubble
Hazy tidal bridge with
hot and bright newborn stars
has lopsided structure
highly warped from the plane.
How this spiral pattern
hauls swaths of blue-jewel stars
hitched to galactic disks.
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MeetingTheBar: Pleiades
Today, Vandana Sharma prompts us to write a Pleiades Form Poem. This consists of seven lines, each line starting with the same letter as the title. The title is a single word. Preferably it should be about space, which is NO PROBLEM for me.
Image credits: NASA Rose of Galaxies
Midnight Cowboy — A Quick Review
spoiler alert: it’s not a happy ending
Midnight Cowboy — A Quick Review
drawn to urban utopia,
world of other people’s affairs.
out of Texas, homegrown souls —
los hombres of loneliness.
man spree. textured long limbs.
ruddy, cocky, snap the tongue.
silly sod with stupid laugh.
unaffected country man.
he painted New York —
hypothetical trust.
that’s his style — innocence,
no matter how it’s tolerated.
kind friend or was it pity?
same disease phase; containment.
taste of humiliation and despair.
more rotten than downtown Bangkok.
whores to comfort women —
men more putrid than garbage .
stripped of cowboy costume.
(it’s not a happy ending.)
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Written for:
Poetics ~ Cowboy Up
Today, Shanyn Silinski prompts us to a cowboy poem. Does this count?
Image credits: The Grand Finale of Midnight Cowboy Pipalatree
a tweet of a poem
follow me – @zongrik
a tweet of a poem
free day2day activity
any derelict can Clarify&Prioritize
write history b4 it hits the news
a transfer log/blog
started as a separate relay
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Form for All: Poetry as Semaphore
Today, Samuel Peralta prompts us to write a twitter poem in, of course, 140 letters.
Image credits: The Horrible Forest by Technorati
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