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 |    A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination. |
 A log of our magnificent journey. |
| Concrete and asphalt gobbled up the land, like some PacMan monster's ravenous spree. When mankind attempted to countermand God's commandments with such audacity, colossal structures were all you could see. Behold! Dainty lilies of the valley poke their heads up in a putrid alley. In something akin to a Rugby scrum, vibrant elements of Nature rally. The power of God's grace will overcome. ************************************************ Form: Dizain - http://thepoetsgarret.com/2010Challenge/form16.html |
| TV commercials imploring me to purchase candy and jewels, but she wants to buy one-way ticket to Reno for quickie divorce. |
| We danced lightly through time in a tightly choreographed Utopia, until it fell apart in a heap of photographs and memories of a life stained with lost love and Mendocino wine. I made her happy once, but the sun went down on that romance and left me wallowing in the muck of deep despair. Hoping for a change of luck and some kind of distraction to sooth my heart, broken and wracked with pain, I hopped in my royal blue El Camino and headed east toward Reno without taking a backward glance. Amid the ruck of losers at the glitzy Eldorado Casino, I struck gold when a lovely Angeleno lass sat down beside me for a game of keno and relief from the bruises of betrayal. We hit it off right away and went out for a cup of cappuccino, before heading west to celebrate a fresh start with a bottle of Mendocino wine. 28 lines of Free Verse poetry written for "The Daily Poem"  2/10/2018 prompt "Pick a song title. Use this title as the title of your poem."Here is the song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=icfbsXzNo6Y with some additional inspiration from these: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RgFGMkNgZ3w https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Tnmhstubq0 |
Voices from within battle over the concept of good and evil. |
| She woke last night beneath warm quilts in a strange flat. She woke last night and soon remembered frantic flight, escaping from the drunken rat. Her mom’s relief spilled out so that she woke last night. The sounds of pain still echoed in her tender ears-- the sounds of pain announcing fury’s harsh refrain because he’d had too many beers. Her mom endured, through all those years, the sounds of pain. They’re free at last. Away from that destructive life, they’re free at last. The bloodied lips are in the past. They’re free to live without the strife. He’ll have to find another wife. They’re free at last!  Author’s note: For those not familiar with the Rondelet form of poetry, a definition and more examples can be found at the following links: http://www.poetrymagnumopus.com/forums/topic/1382-rondeau-family-of-forms-includ... http://members.optushome.com.au/kazoom/poetry/rondelet.html |
| Insensitive lout pouring macho gibberish into the gene pool. |
| I took the back road down to Tupelo, where fond memories with deep Southern roots and young boy's dreams flow through my weary soul. On a back porch swing down in Tupelo, sipping some iced tea, thinking of Elvis, I am channeling king of rock and roll. Note: The Tableau is a poetry form, invented by Emily Romano, constructed in stanzas of six lines with five syllables per line, as described and demonstrated in the following link: http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/tableau.html |
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