Friday, July 18, 2014

PAZOCAUST

  1. I commit Hit Jobs in Favor of Love.
    unlike government provocateur Sin.
    I commit crimes of Pride ' s Virtues
    Of Peace and Love's Mayhem i am balanced.
    I have seen that Vanity Seeks Failure
    Prayed at the Touches of Milliseconds
    Rise without incident grow in remorse
    To seek Peace of Any Soul or Heart.
    I carry Flowers of pleasing Ideals
    Observe the Passage of Misted Mountains.
    And Each Bloom u Selected perfumed
    It brought from its Origin foresence.
  2. I follow the spirit of the Law of the Letters
    No man has ever conquered what I have
    If it hasn't conquered itself first
    Sound is a participle Hour.
    What it needs is Everything Condensed
    The passing of Times bitterly Sweet.
    And of Beauty Censored and Bound by Blame
    greater times with Marti I have Reeped.
    I have seen without Seeing an Ocean
    A watershed hangs from a Sterling Cloud.
    Imprisoned in an Hour Glass it floats.
    Hardened with Softening Resolve.

    Without Itself Civilization Steers
    As Ultimate Destruction Veers and Thrives
    Like 

HOT VERSE WITH RAIN



Commies Fear Cappies and Yappies Fear Commas.
They have practically nothing of Virile Youth!
THey grew Older than Time even Stood, Droughts,
I misunderstand I'm confused by Love.
It speaks with an Answer without Reply.
Anxiously it Huddles a Mad Secret 
Duplicitous Humanitarians 
Out for a Ride off the End of Slut Shames.
If I am a Whore then let it be Shouted.
Unknown hilarious to a Forest
The Clouds are grimacing with Pulchritude.
Their Beauty Immensely Foreholds the Rain.
While younger in the Gutters o Violence.
The Crooked Tame without Peaceful Friendships.

The Durge of Alurista C/S


A friend, a poet calls me Aquaria.
Much of what he says has a truth to it
Speaking his words eat my ear with their tongue.
"You love Humanity but hate humans."
I examined myself for this penchant,
I tried to prove it wasn't true I tried
Yet I failed at altruism worse
What I attempted was pointless as well.
It made no difference at all either.
It is pointless to seek my redemption.
Alu--I agree with you completely
I only differ in the difference.
I hate humanity and humans both.
Neither one of them are worthy of Love.

Perish Not!

I decided I would not perish for War.
If I want peace in the world start with me.
I soon saw the vengeance of the Crisis.
Its Big and Mucky Ocean of Violence.
I grew suddenly grateful I am Lonely.
I only need cross through my Dreams Alive.
Cover the Underworld rapid as Verse
Carry across wind in the Hickory
Sing with Sweet Joys the Passing Albatross,
The song of the Owl no longer Allures.
Peace would succumb no matter what it Lost.
That it was Betrayed, Humililated
Its Seeking of Justice is a Malice.
For Pain is a Treasure of Knowledge Gained.

Perish For War

I decided I would not perish for War.
If I want peace in the world start with me.
I soon saw the vengeance of the Crisis.
Its Big and Mucky Ocean of Violence.
I grew suddenly grateful I am Lonely.
I only need cross through my Dreams Alive.
Cover the Underworld rapid as Verse 
Carry across wind in the Hickory
Sing with Sweet Joys the Passing Albatross,
The song of the Owl no longer Allures.
Peace would succumb no matter what it Lost.
That it was Betrayed, Humililated
Its Seeking of Justice is a Malice.
For Pain is a Treasure of Knowledge Gained.

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

SERVILITY TO DUTY


Oh for the servility of leaders.
It's deer struck eyes in the public mirror
its indiscretion and coded language
bought to a decimal point it is a score
there is no one to drive the car at once
it lost its indecision to disease
the lack of explanation or reason
the eradication and thatness again
it returns with a vengeance it scours
it lays out the lambs for the slaughter course
improbable, cursed, forsaken and course
the antidote of abhorrent false steps
antinomy of duty and honor
the servility again of leaders.

ETERNAL TEN of 14


If you follow what happens 1 through 10.
You do nothing but that for a decade.
Write in pentameter speak that way
Nothing anybody says can contend.
For 10 times Love is better than None.
Even a flower petal has Bobbins.
That Thread upon become a Craft's Design.
Without William Shakespeare what would England
Know about Love but that Love is a Truth.
I full realization of Love's Power.
Can be counted by the Ten Commandments.
Or they can be Sinned Against Forgiven.
But back to the Tens and to Love's Sonnets.

They have Not nor Never Will they Finish.