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Within my quasi moat toad lily padded immediate environs

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just different

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Meaning the corporeal complex edifice
housing these lovely bones,
where linkedin logorrhea ably
strives to break out
in meaningless song

yobble hum hum diddle dee dee
and dance courtesy

an unexpected burst of energy
helped fashion a second rate poem
heaving up from deep within the key
of Matthew Scott's ideas – née
Harriet and Ozzie
stereotypical 1950's family prithee
i.e. unexpectedly manifesting que
cull lee coalescing, butta not three

endeavors crafted since quota we
kind to exhaust passion before zee...

land revisited, when
a call for shot eye
guarantees, a plethora of ideas

wordlessly will take flight

into the cerebral realm will fly

necessitating exertion from this guy
will necessitate me to type

briskly before hie....
forget what dreams are made
when supine I restfully lie
otherwise once fully awake

I would be forced to pry

remembrance of things past
from the night before trying
to scour subconscious

with plentitude, whereby

 

ah...whew...just when
I felt at a loss what to write...
bitta bing bitta bang

(optional chitty at no extra cost),

lo and behold ear splitting,

appalling sounds did invite
until dusk hands clapped

over each ear tight
to muffle noise pollution spite
fully generated by
rambunctious youths,

who know no right

that rosily gunning engines quite
obnoxious, and that conviction
edited (by me) tubby polite
buffer this chap hunkers
down for the night

after switching off the end table light.

The following constitutes the e-man
soup pay wanton declaration
emphatically, independently,

and obnoxiously
transmitted thru ether

these loathsome roar of dirt bikes
punctuates the formerly quiet air

where local high school

teenage mutant ninja
male turtles blare
(an educated presumption)
at top notch threshold decibel

definitely inducing deafness,

which will soon be clear
to those motorheads

flooring accelerator scaring deer
and other sparse wildlife,
whose engines I hear
miles away, cuz this bard arse

got extreme (ear river rent)
hypersensitivity to sound
perhaps linkedin

tummy predisposition,

could allow ma
 

self to expound,
whereby scrawling how painful

eye experience,

where 21st century
urban jungle doth abound

to exacerbate anxiety and panic,

aye noticed round

about puberty, and plugged up ears

to dull the nerve wrack
king Breitbart cacophony
even family pet
dogs (part Border

Collie and Hell Hound)
barked with shrill torturous yap,

which reverberation did

assault and pound
analogous to round after round

of ammunition being fired

making an audible sound
within mine delicate constitution

evidenced by lower gastrointestinal bubbling,
churning, and gurgling

kickstarting what feels

analogous to molten lava
rumbling from ore face leading

within mine leadened belly.

 

Presenting written access to
excellent outlook powerfully pointing

to the Inferno as Divine Comedy

by Dante Alighieri
and also a best seller titled fiction
written by author Dan Brown.

Within underworld vastness

Beelzebub, formerly known

as either Triel, or Yophiel,

a former Seraph turned

high-ranking demon,

considered one of the Seven

Princes of Hell and oversees

the Order of the Fly.

 

He, alongside Satan and Lucifer,

forms the triumvirate of Hell

and one of the supreme

monarchs of the Inferno.

 

Audiological organ of mine

impossible to avoid unwillingly

being part of loud
buoys George culture club

emanations impossible to dub,
thus helplessly bombarded, exposed,

and subjected to discordant

damaging noise found

yours truly to flub

attendant tasks, especially grub

bing to earn chump change

to avoid mingling at social hub

rather remain hermetically

sealed, where nub

body cant see me, hence

that concludes thine literary rub

a dub dub with three men in a tub.

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