Hangry (14 of 365)

Welcome to day 13 of the 365 day poem challenge.

This is the 13th poem posted, and this is the 13th word of the day.

Lugubrious meaning: "looking or sounding sad and dismal."

Hangry

Don't dare sit there with that lugubrious smile

To make me feel sorry 

To make me go weak at the knees?

You toad stool

You root canal pain searing

Soaring pimply puss

Don't smile that doleful way

Don't pray for forgiveness 

My docile ursine

Don't be be such a prickly nervous 

Fatigue inducing puppy-eyed child!

Your countenance will not save you today

You shall not be spared!

Don't try to pluck an answer 

From your bowels 

You fetid bog of a human

No solution can account for

This vacuum of aspiration

That is your drooping melancholy

Your feelings are getting in the way

Obstructing gnawing burning 

Well hop to it,

My bottomless pit of rage 

Can only be quenched by one

Salve only

Food! 

Yellow Lane (11 of 365)

 

Welcome all to day 11 of my 365 day poem challenge ! 

Word of the day Obsequious meaning "obedient or attentive to an excessive or servile degree."

Yellow lane

There's a calm yellow lane

Where I can rest 

It's simple enough

Bricks thin and compact

It has a smooth painted ground

Near to my future self

I recline obsequious on the smooth yellow paint 

Relaxing in my calm yellow mind

Swollen with pride 

The future calls down a dark

Aisle with a white light

It reminds me of judgement

And baptism 

With an embalming quality 

there is no rebirth here

I grab a smooth invisible hand

I close my eyes

It is the breeze 

And it's time to get up

Time to leave my yellow lane. 

Magnanimous Custody Papers (10 of 365)

Welcome to day 10 we are hitting double digits today.

Time for a timely Haiku. 

Magnanimous defined as "generous or forgiving, especially towards a rival or less powerful person."

Magnanimous Custody Papers

What a bore this is 

Yet this is my life for ten 

years, lost in white space.

Sorry (9 of 365)

Welcome all to day 9 of the daily poem posting challenge! 

Word of the day Yeoman "a man holding and cultivating a small landed estate; a freeholder"

 

Sorry 

I am sorry 

This was the indulgence 

Not permitted this was the step

Too far

To admit my wrong doing

Would cause all to unravel

My negligence laid bare

Too great to fathom

Shall I hide them beneath the radioactive tinfoil conspiracies

The lies that I feed myself 

Like a little pup sniffing after a treat

Oblivious to the harm

There is no ire 

I'm protected behind this cloak of deceit

These gloaming deceitful spheres

Farewell my integrity 

Farewell my heart song and soul sprint

Farewell my youth 

Farewell passion and exuberance

Welcome now to the grey company of deceives

Dollar chasers 

Proud yeomen of a failed crop

They laugh at you, you know.

They laugh all the way home

Stories are told of your 

Caprice and greed 

Your moral turpitude

All for the absence of two short words: "I'm sorry."

Failure to Diagnose (8 of 365)

Hi all welcome to day 8, first day of week two of the poem a day for the remainder of the year challenge.

Word of the day is capricious meaning:

"given to sudden and unaccountable changes of mood or behaviour".

Enjoy :) 

Failure to Diagnose (fight or flight)

Melon cholera 

Deep session

Subsistence obtuse

Se-sequel 

Zoo-lofty 

Pristine 

Lithe me at im

Qwack 

Shrink

Brain doctor

Captor 

Captain

Capsizing

Effex-lord

Zip pets are...

Sit tao my pram 

Fire or fight 

Ideal Solvent for life 

Melanin smear

All you see:

"Capricious subrogation!"

Lascivious Harvest (6 of 365)

Welcome all I've set myself a challenge one poem every day for the rest of the year and in every new poem a new word that I am not sure or don't know the meaning of. 

Welcome to my experiment I hope you enjoy or are suitably appalled of confused.

Word of the day lascivious "feeling or revealing an overt sexual interest or desire."

Welcome readers to day 6.

Lascivious Harvest 

The white swell 

The ocean conjures to mind

The salt on my lascivious 

Probing 

Nectarine soft swollen 

Seed core

Perspires fresh rosy red

Lemon crush 

Lips sting sour

Sweet suckling flesh 

Tangerine auburn sweet

Exposed segments and tendons

Scintillating flushed membrane

Apple of my eye

Kiss my teeth

Down my gob

Tasty, good to eat.

Bland Morning (7 of 365)

Welcome all to the first milestone one week of the post a poem for a day challenge I have set myself. 

Word of the day "vaunted" meaning boast about or praise (something), especially excessively"

Bland Morning 

In the news today 

White noise

Black man

Blasted point blank

No remorse

The much vaunted white man 

Shining like nitroglycerin

Yawning I reach for my cereal bowl

My bowels tremble and settle 

Processing the lactose and sugar

Tsunami down the city goes

Like dominos

No survivors 

Now on my mobile texting this or that person

Facebook App, news feed reveals another Puff post 

Like that 

But wish there was an unlike button

Malnourished the boys

Skin sticks to his bones

Flies feast on his cracked bleeding skin

Some people in some country

Were bombed there remains

A plume of grey white gas on

Television screen 

I turn the remote in my hand

Depress the button

The images and sound are sucked back inside

Out the door 

Down the stairs

Scroll through my news app

Fire in the neighbouring suburb

The family a mother, father

Little boy five-ish stare 

In other news DC and Marvel

Continue their war for supremacy

Disney expands its corporate branches

Some pink faced fellow rambles for the hope of presidency

Important issues 

Puff and fluff

I yawn and put it away,

Back in my pocket.