The snivelling form of Richard the king
Hobbled in the corner like vile creature
Sad Gollum petting his precious feature
Sickly disfigured nature's treason thing
The rancid star lover with the ram's head
Fapping to many a forlorn lover
The wonder of new lust to discover
And the wits of his own nature fed
Then stamp out the light of those bloody spots
Forgetting youthful years of loving fucks
Forgotten in youths tearful tainted cucks
We instead light the match anew with plots
Get on with it be ghost or be ghosted
And throw away feelings at once hosted
Tuesday, April 18, 2017
Rancid Astrophil 14
Raw like the broken hearted canvasser
In his rawlike state of lost obsession
Clawing like Sephiroth in possession
As knowledge's danger-fuelled brasser
Take up the brass shield of adamant steel
And fling wooden splinters of anger's coined
The dangerous faggot twin trolls conjoined
If slivering silver tongues wonton feel
Word salad word salad forgotten rules
Your open wounded mind cajoles faint fools
Piquing interests as bullet piques life
Guns win wars and words win delight in strife
Power comes from the barrel of a gun
And phallic nonsense's of race be run
Rancid Astrophil 13
And so my new direction begins here
With broken crown but memory's distant
Glance -- enjambed poet with mind so infant
The post post modern me sheds all his fear
Where the tiger failed the ram will not wait
Disposed of starlike wonder and thunder
Blasting starlight's flung vigour asunder
Run headfirst into hungered desire's sate
Ramrod this god damned fallacy of shit
Pound it till its new as a tarnished sail
Upon open winds and on grounded tail
Upon mounted arms and arms' last holy grail
Let loose passions and wars fear not to fail
Be the Whitman pill that Pound's eye did spit
With broken crown but memory's distant
Glance -- enjambed poet with mind so infant
The post post modern me sheds all his fear
Where the tiger failed the ram will not wait
Disposed of starlike wonder and thunder
Blasting starlight's flung vigour asunder
Run headfirst into hungered desire's sate
Ramrod this god damned fallacy of shit
Pound it till its new as a tarnished sail
Upon open winds and on grounded tail
Upon mounted arms and arms' last holy grail
Let loose passions and wars fear not to fail
Be the Whitman pill that Pound's eye did spit
Rancid Astrophil 12
And yet they never seem to hit home quite
These relics of a foregone conclusion
The sonneteer's last mindless diffusion
Do carry not respot's only first respite
Love poetry's only words dance on paint
When there is no page but foul odours pounce
On blogspot we write but shoot for an ounce
Of Celtic spirit ouisce beatha saint
To look upon that fair rancid Stella
Feeling noxious in sight of fair bella
Let go the dogs of war and loose your heart
Dream not young faggot of lovers' failed start
Broken crown not the knot of destiny
My 苏州 sweetheart responded to me....
These relics of a foregone conclusion
The sonneteer's last mindless diffusion
Do carry not respot's only first respite
Love poetry's only words dance on paint
When there is no page but foul odours pounce
On blogspot we write but shoot for an ounce
Of Celtic spirit ouisce beatha saint
To look upon that fair rancid Stella
Feeling noxious in sight of fair bella
Let go the dogs of war and loose your heart
Dream not young faggot of lovers' failed start
Broken crown not the knot of destiny
My 苏州 sweetheart responded to me....
Monday, April 17, 2017
Rancid Astrophil 11
Whisked away when to 苏州 I did find
That she had fleeting interest in me
I would be jilted never loving me
Slying window prying masterless mind
I looking not on the cabinet hutch
Had perhaps missed genteel man's opportune
Moment when in silver spied copper moon
I paid in dutch, and left it so, and such
Perhaps then 苏州 is not for me one
To take to task lonely lullaby fun
Once and for all I would have known nothing
Except that I know not which I don't know
Know thyself -- always the maximum words
And yet they never seem to hit home quite
That she had fleeting interest in me
I would be jilted never loving me
Slying window prying masterless mind
I looking not on the cabinet hutch
Had perhaps missed genteel man's opportune
Moment when in silver spied copper moon
I paid in dutch, and left it so, and such
Perhaps then 苏州 is not for me one
To take to task lonely lullaby fun
Once and for all I would have known nothing
Except that I know not which I don't know
Know thyself -- always the maximum words
And yet they never seem to hit home quite
Wasted Fortune
My father is a spoiled rotten child
Collecting pogey and parental support
Two homes paid for
And over a dozen cars;
Three written off
License ceased in DUI
One sign of many -- biblical bullshits
Failed axioms mantras and maxims
From a book written long ago
By the nobodies of the Earth
Collecting pogey and parental support
Two homes paid for
And over a dozen cars;
Three written off
License ceased in DUI
"Honour your father and mother."
One sign of many -- biblical bullshits
Failed axioms mantras and maxims
From a book written long ago
By the nobodies of the Earth
"Know Thyself"
A much more resolute
Maxim from antiquity
The Delphic maxim referred to so in
Pythia
What do I know other than tantric meetings
Fleeting moments predisposed distraction
Look about the urban jungle's fraction
My sexual urges are entreating
To have but a single dipthong of lust
Following a LinkedIn classified ad
More bets I could hedge unjustified dad
Amidst conjoined particles of hip thrust
Sunday, April 16, 2017
Pitch
Birch bark sheets bloom as
Coriander lemon peels
Last ditched dried up pitch
Tuesday, April 11, 2017
Wakes
Wave wakes dew drop foam
Crescendo peninsula
Curtain drawn shoreline
Monday, April 10, 2017
Rancid Astrophil 10
Marks my demeanor with spring time season
And oh -- what a spring time season it's been
Thoroughly my dating apps full of win
Curiousness then exciting reason
Befell me with unexpected surmise
A fire in one's eye, so did I swipe right
Her cuteness prevailed, and matched my delight
When a tinder flame turned tinder surprise
A match made rematch, to match make a friend
A blind date perspective excited me
It might go, quite well, or oh so badly
Curiousness won, and so to surrend
Any disbelief made by my own mind
Whisked away when to 苏州 I did find
And oh -- what a spring time season it's been
Thoroughly my dating apps full of win
Curiousness then exciting reason
Befell me with unexpected surmise
A fire in one's eye, so did I swipe right
Her cuteness prevailed, and matched my delight
When a tinder flame turned tinder surprise
A match made rematch, to match make a friend
A blind date perspective excited me
It might go, quite well, or oh so badly
Curiousness won, and so to surrend
Any disbelief made by my own mind
Whisked away when to 苏州 I did find
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Rancid Astrophil 9
But he knows it won't be like yesterday
Which is the name of a poem he wrote
A rhyme of memory rote wills to float
In her somberness of ways and the way
Sweet 苏州 lost from my grasp to fancy
Electric her so presence makes me feel
Spiritless in divinity's eyes, steel
No holds barred in love's lost necromancy
I know her not, but she is not least known
To my world's liaison is fancy thrown
Cross windswept alleys in spiteful treason
O'er valleys of delightfulest reason
Adjectival neologism's bone
Marks my demeanor with spring time season
Which is the name of a poem he wrote
A rhyme of memory rote wills to float
In her somberness of ways and the way
Sweet 苏州 lost from my grasp to fancy
Electric her so presence makes me feel
Spiritless in divinity's eyes, steel
No holds barred in love's lost necromancy
I know her not, but she is not least known
To my world's liaison is fancy thrown
Cross windswept alleys in spiteful treason
O'er valleys of delightfulest reason
Adjectival neologism's bone
Marks my demeanor with spring time season
On Epic
This poem is just a jumble of thoughts expressed
in passing
in passing
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Rancid Astophil 8
My 苏州 sweetheart responded to me
Each slight vibration poured with excitement
Followed by a dispairing inditement
I scrambled to pick up the phone with glee
What craziness is overcoming me
When these last few weeks pleasure's lust I knew
Meeting kissing and cuddling a few
I am now shadow of former glory
I met somebody I like I suppose
For whom which I cannot now predispose
Feeling like I'm twenty yet this today
A sad confused young adult meets a girl
He cannot presuppose what will unfurl
But he knows it won't be like yesterday
Sunday, April 9, 2017
Rancid Astrophil 7
That god damned waiting game -- kills every time
To sit by the phone, waiting for that text
When despite tearless heart's aorta flexed
My own self-worth was quartered for a dime
And the testing days of uneasy rest
Came to a close after many lost hours
And thoughts of thoughts without female powers
To mend my bleeding heart with nestling nest
Shove up the day you ridiculous whiny baby
Forget all these pathetic things
Forget that you have no tooth or nail
To claw bites at serpentine servant's sweet tongue
Kill the feelings of respite
And follow the bear into the night
To sit by the phone, waiting for that text
When despite tearless heart's aorta flexed
My own self-worth was quartered for a dime
And the testing days of uneasy rest
Came to a close after many lost hours
And thoughts of thoughts without female powers
To mend my bleeding heart with nestling nest
Shove up the day you ridiculous whiny baby
Forget all these pathetic things
Forget that you have no tooth or nail
To claw bites at serpentine servant's sweet tongue
Kill the feelings of respite
And follow the bear into the night
The April 9th Sequence
The Morning of the 9th
Icicle winds' dull chillDusk free smoke skies part ways
Lone rays' soft simmer
The Afternoon of the 9th
Deep cove rolling blue
Matchlock powder clouds dream
Stones flutter under toe
Mixed love like mortar
Fish painting rough current
Wood walkways breathe life
Rancid Astrophil 6
That bitterless not ssweet taste o' divine
A putrid rock in cheek see not the damned
But lucidly makes boastful, fistful, words hammed
That lord of the flies is not truly swine
The effort last ditched in place perfect pitch
Fruitless nights of ποιέω in cafe
Finding no Sylvan words for beings fae
Discovering days withheld of the bitch
Moonlit horrors' tumultuless fever
Weights not the least dense of my worst days' day
Festering stones in tongueless cheeks don't pray
That the Sun hoists days as with moon's lever
The Poetic gesture of my own night
Is that I will be forgotten in spite.
A putrid rock in cheek see not the damned
But lucidly makes boastful, fistful, words hammed
That lord of the flies is not truly swine
The effort last ditched in place perfect pitch
Fruitless nights of ποιέω in cafe
Finding no Sylvan words for beings fae
Discovering days withheld of the bitch
Moonlit horrors' tumultuless fever
Weights not the least dense of my worst days' day
Festering stones in tongueless cheeks don't pray
That the Sun hoists days as with moon's lever
The Poetic gesture of my own night
Is that I will be forgotten in spite.
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Thursday, April 6, 2017
Rancid Astrophil 5
When the robin in my eye had stood
A loaded gun -- looking, hearing, feeling
She flew away but I flew first, kneeling
Needing only that one finest for good
How than I had stood so far chained in yoke
Reined into me -- I never know least known
Upon my dew dropped glowing valley thrown
Visage -- Venusian than Vesuvian spoke
Said she 'pon I -- never had I known one so...
Quite like you -- familiar tones I hear
From other fails of lust droning, on go
And in so much had I but daring, dear
To look once at the face of my angel
Never known, never known, I but never knew her
A loaded gun -- looking, hearing, feeling
She flew away but I flew first, kneeling
Needing only that one finest for good
How than I had stood so far chained in yoke
Reined into me -- I never know least known
Upon my dew dropped glowing valley thrown
Visage -- Venusian than Vesuvian spoke
Said she 'pon I -- never had I known one so...
Quite like you -- familiar tones I hear
From other fails of lust droning, on go
And in so much had I but daring, dear
To look once at the face of my angel
Never known, never known, I but never knew her
Yesterday
Pinecones shed brown scales
Blossom petals descend
Green needles prick soil
Monday, April 3, 2017
Rancid Astrophil 4
I just threw a memento in the trash
One of those "I love you" journals
Half filled memories of haberdash
Circumstantial wherewithal
I love her not; no longer at all
Says broken hearted I, with thoughts of lash
To remain cool through an out fall
Expecting too much from minds of rash
Have another drink, princess
Next weekend you'll do it once more
Asking me to chauffeur you from your tinder date
Who, after all, wants life without awkwardness
For then you would be a bore
But not for your angry desires to sate
One of those "I love you" journals
Half filled memories of haberdash
Circumstantial wherewithal
I love her not; no longer at all
Says broken hearted I, with thoughts of lash
To remain cool through an out fall
Expecting too much from minds of rash
Have another drink, princess
Next weekend you'll do it once more
Asking me to chauffeur you from your tinder date
Who, after all, wants life without awkwardness
For then you would be a bore
But not for your angry desires to sate
Sunday, April 2, 2017
Rancid Astrophil 3
Star-crossed lover lost his chance
To make amend for lusts's lost dance
A one-two punch carried on balance
Boxer's grace -- harried electron's valance
Meaningful/meaningless, ditch your words
Frightful matchless, hitched up swords
Hacking away at visceral pain
Making a slay of hearts in vain
Acrophobic enemy of the state
Of knowingless gaze's gate
The darling known not in my eye
The starling speaks that those who cry
Shan't ever spy the leerless one
Faceless he whose visage run
To make amend for lusts's lost dance
A one-two punch carried on balance
Boxer's grace -- harried electron's valance
Meaningful/meaningless, ditch your words
Frightful matchless, hitched up swords
Hacking away at visceral pain
Making a slay of hearts in vain
Acrophobic enemy of the state
Of knowingless gaze's gate
The darling known not in my eye
The starling speaks that those who cry
Shan't ever spy the leerless one
Faceless he whose visage run
Rancid Astrophil 2
Twilight breaks through dusks' hollow star
Bright young Aldeberan husks shallows afar
On star scorched shores of possibility
On those farthest moors of tranquility
Radiant cinders and ash most putrid
Daringest lingering and thoughts acrid
Glaring through pungent telescopes
Taking stock of forgotten last hopes
Giant red star, homonculous
Differences vastly homologous
Kissing new lusts' fair
Limbs weaving affair
The one affair that mattered never had
The bulging stars' tattered fever sad
Bright young Aldeberan husks shallows afar
On star scorched shores of possibility
On those farthest moors of tranquility
Radiant cinders and ash most putrid
Daringest lingering and thoughts acrid
Glaring through pungent telescopes
Taking stock of forgotten last hopes
Giant red star, homonculous
Differences vastly homologous
Kissing new lusts' fair
Limbs weaving affair
The one affair that mattered never had
The bulging stars' tattered fever sad
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