Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Un-American Gothic Gone Nuclear


no farm scene to trod
no pitchfork to prod


nuclear fallout
lovestruck bailout


societies casualties codependent
black in mourning gas masks imminent


one leaves and death ensues
lack of oxygen and black turns blue









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WORD COUNT 35
Dark image prompt in 35 words exactly.


Rules:
Image is the prompt
35 words exactly
Free style or rhyme, any form will do.
Put word count on AN
if adult, please tag appropriately.
Be creative, poetic devices are your friends, use them.
No FuNNy cHarActERs IiKE tHIs.
All other AP rules applies

PoppyRead



like a raisin in the sun
it has dried the nectar of
my psyche

shriveled soundtracks 
of my life echo their 
existence

whitewashed walls and
Sunday morning blues dance
before my eyes

the dirty decayed laundry
lists of my animation
are seen

weeds have crept into the
darkest places of 
my being

moonstone paths contain
weeds sprung by 
bitterness

i have been both the flower and
the meadow as my soil
has been tilled

mountain of my brow holds
the remnants of my blood
sweat and tears

scoring life's surface as maize
colored memories signifying Egypt’s
dead spurs my mass exodus

judas friends have fell to the side
remembrance of poppy
mother to her seed

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Lifesongs From the Well




Imps and minions call me from the deep
I toss and I turn as they interrupt somber sleep

All things dreary whether parties or pomp
Temptations from men who in the hay want to romp

My life dull and full of black and white seconds
No color no joy as taking His yoke it beckons

I go places I shouldn’t 
And try things that I couldn’t

Nothing but chaos and shame adorn me
Nothing that was like my parents had warned me

Temptations were many and for many I fell
I passed a man and He said “come drink from my well”

My well was dry no sweet by and by
The old rugged cross caught the corner of my eye

All smells rancid and all feelings numb
My life was a pond and floated full of scum

Gazing upward from my knees I plead
Come Lord Jesus you’re all I need

Tears like a river flowed from my well
Exhilaration's made my heart begin to swell

Deep in the depths of my stony heart
Beauty for ashes and a fresh new start

My cup was now filled 
Now my Temple to rebuild

I had it all twisted and my thoughts were all wrong
Hear me roar, this is my Lifesong

Lord, I Lift Your Name on High, You are El Shaddai. You are an Awesome God and you are Mighty To Save Me. I could give You 10, 000 Reasons why I don’t need You, but now I know why I do and I Give You My Heart. 
In Christ Alone I will rise above it all. How Great is Our God you may ask. Let me tell you that my life is a life of color now
Shine Jesus Shine
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Monday, January 30, 2017

Kiss of Manga Mania





AnnaBella is an anime Cinderella

Whether Ikki, Tomoe or Royal King Zen
Stern, loving and kind are these three gentleman

They love their ladies and Bella loves them so
Handsome faces and long hair that’ll swiftly grow

Natsu, Hak, Jellal or Gray
Could I please have em all? Could I please have my way?

There is Anjou Rui who is funny, kind, and sweet
My eyes on him will drop me to my feet

But I need ta have alotta of Mr. Hijikata
His six pack abs, oh my I just gotta

Now Toudou is funny and strong like a bro
Saitou is one that does not make a show

Snow White is not one who has the seven dwarves
A Kamisama Kiss could really open some doors

Magic spells and kingdoms far, far away
Wars and powers, colored dragons to slay

Power of the dragons whether green, white or blue
The Prince they protect with the crimson hair-do

No matter the manga they’re really quite long
But best of all is Yona of the Dawn
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T.Y.P.O - Taking Your Priorities Over





U say u luv me…
but u don't want to Understand

U say u luv me…
but u don't share in the Sun

U say u luv me…
but u beat me with Anger

U say u luv me…
but u boisterously Yell

U say u luv me…
but u crave behavior Unbecoming

U say u luv me…
but u cheat and Lie

U say u luv me…
but u scar me over and Over

U say u luv me…
But my heart u Vex

U say u luv me…
but u never accept my luv Eternal

U say u luv me…
but u do not see my luv Magnificent

U say u luv me…
but as the author of my life u are my typo and now Eliminated

U said u luv me...
TYPO

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Riding Route 44




Many faces, four by four
Ezekiel’s vision whilst kneeling on the floor
Received breath from God, a chariot ride
Khayyot in Hebrew, the Living Creatures abide
A wheel in a wheel with heavenly wings
Beings angelic guard all directions and sing
Angels of the chariot controlled by the sapphire Throne
Heated colors, flashes of Light, amber and brass alone


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This prompt sparked the research of the word Merkabah and this was birthed. 
I learned so much with this, thank you!!
-Ezekiel Chapter 1
-Masoretic text includes the word chariot 44 times
-merkabah "thing to ride in, cart"
  © 23 hours ago, Georgieanna J. Harp    bible • god • ezekiel • vision • chariot

Friday, January 27, 2017

Sol Stalker



The yolk of your being greets me at breakfast time
All day you shine your affections and illuminate my steps
My lips feel the warmth of your kiss
My eyes are cast on your ardent glare
You watch me intensely
He who’s in black is cast behind me
He saunters everywhere I go as my celestial body guard
My every footstep mimicked
I leave the east in search of your touch
It grows darker and I frantically search for your radiance
Your beams diminish, my time-keeper no longer follows

I head west and sitting on the horizon I find you


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*the prompt was a stone sun dial

Pneuma




Let me not judge the actions, lifestyles or decisions of others.
(inside i whisper help me Lord)


Let me forgive my fellow man like You do and not hold onto the poison of unforgiveness
(inside i whisper help me Lord)


Let me have Your eyes to see the goodness and royalty your hands created in others
(inside i whisper help me Lord)


Let me not commit murder in my heart by hating others
(inside i whisper help me Lord)


Let me have an “on purpose” spirit to love others like You
(inside i whisper can you do that Lord?)


Lord?
Can You?


(inside He whispers I did with three nails)

Thursday, January 26, 2017

Roll Me Baby

roll you in bamboo
gardens, rice fields, oceans blue
sushi me and you
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Love veggie sushi!!

should be three lines.
five syllables first line.
seven syllables second line      
five syllables third line.
basic haiku form with YOUR WILD SOMETHING driving it.

 © right now, Georgieanna J. Harp    sushifuneat

The Kindling

I write from a place of darkness and the only light left is a flicker from a very tiny flame still burning deep in my heart. It tries to go out but I plead for it to stay. It comforts me and brings warmth into my life. It has been with me for many years but I worry it will go out any day now.

hoping and praying
winds bellow, flames climb higher
marriage rekindled




This is a Haibun poem

Monday, January 23, 2017

Elevated View


Floating up where the angels reside. Clouds of all sizes and shapes float like cotton candy laced with silvery gossamer. Smells so pure the scent has been transformed. The feeling is light and worry-free on this journey. Every beautiful color there ever was is amplified.

sitting on a bench
feeling sunshine on my face
waiting for my sight

Sunday, January 22, 2017

A Mile Past My Smile

S-curve hit, go the extra mile
Road open or closed?
It can swallow you up, spit you out
Cross over the s-curve you’ll reach pearly gates
Extra mile, you smiled
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A Sour Seventeen

Lookin at my glass of lemonade?
Yes, it’s half full.
I wanna see if my optimism changed.
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Obsidian Queen

Volcanic eruptions 
Treasured black pearl
Abyss
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munchism

Nibs
to eat 
A red licorice treat
Nibs
in black 
A scripto attack
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Planche a’ laver

A touch from your fingertips to the warp of my ends
Sends a gripping feel from where my weft begins

The fabric of my life includes linen and sateen
A beautiful launder leads me to a shiny, slippery sheen

A brightness to my life no bluing could bring

Washboard
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White Mavens Vineyard

Savoring the waft of a snowy aroma on my winters plight
A clean yet chilly sensation full of briskness and bite

A coffee bean I must just sniff
Clearing my nasal palette I whiff

My embouchure ready to kiss the winds of the virgin
A snowy white taste carte blanche with warm bourbon

She touches the depths of my inner most being
She strokes with daggers and icicles most pleasing

Her odour so quenching it satisfies from within
Her heart will melt at the warm summer winds

My temporary amour is with this maven so blissful
I run my fingers through her frozen ice crystals

The tang of her pleasures sends chills down my spine
Her bouquet is clean like a fine white wine


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Forest Kingdoms, Princes and Kings of Tea

I am steeped in soil and my taste is savory, deep and bold
I am the King of the Forest but let the fairies my stories be told

My attachment is with Prince Birch and Dente de Lion King
We both have been knighted with the sword of cleansing bling

Our enchanted forest where the glistening dewdrops are timbrels
Tall towering trees, gigantic looking green emeralds

Steeped in the rains that pour from the heavens so warm
Sliding down the gullet of my people who are weary and torn

Healing the bonds of my subjects at hand
For generations our Crests will stand
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Saturday, January 21, 2017

Deep Base Notes of Fragrant Perfumes are But Whispers Within the Catacombs of My Senses

Passion

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Friday, January 20, 2017

Circus Circus


Elegant Gray Elephants
Nostalgic Barnum and Bailey Circus
Fun fun fun


In memory of sweet times at the circus.
Contest Lune-Jack Collom 3-5-3
                          

Stepping Down the Line of Decline-Trigon to Bygone

I’m first
I don't care
Take, take, take
Look at me, me, me
People are expendable
Babies are just a blob of cells
I don't vote my beliefs just the party
I say I’am a Christian but I’m pro choice
It is all about the braying ass or the elephant
I’m owed and I’m going to milk it for all it’s worth
Um really? Well that has nothing to do with me friend
What have you done for me? I don’t owe you anything at all
I have got to have it all brand new, I do not want anything used
Brother can ya spare a dime? My family is having a rough time now
I do not matter, so euthanize me as I am old, sick, disabled and of no use

I do not exercise my freedom of speech because I don’t want to hurt or offend
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THIS IS NOT A PIECE TO DEBATE OR DISCUSS. IT IS SIMPLY A PIECE I FELT COMPELLED TO WRITE TO CONVEY THE ISSUES, GRIPES, CONCERNS, ETC OF THE THINGS ON THIS EARTH RIGHT NOW. SIMPLY SOMETHING TO MEDITATE ON AND REALIZE THE INSENSITIVE AND UNCARING WAYS THAT HAVE EVOLVED. PEOPLE AND NEIGHBORS GENUINELY USED TO MATTER. IT USED TO MATTER THAT YOUR GRANDAD FOUGHT IN A WAR OR THAT YOUR NEIGHBOR NEEDED HELP. NOW IT IS ANYTHING GOES AND SCREW YOU……..SAD. PLEASE DO NOT LEAVE UGLY OR DISRESPECTFUL COMMENTS ELOQUENTLY PUT. IF YOU DON’T LIKE IT MOVE ON AS I REALIZE IT WON'T APPEAL TO EVERYONE.

Thursday, January 19, 2017

Make Up of the Artist’s Makeup

On clay canvas I painted you so elegantly with My whisper
Oil of joy for mourning was pressed into the earthy soil of your heart
I make up all there is, ever was or will ever be…….”I Am that I Am”
The brush of My hand covers you in crimson, the makeup of My choice
The Artist’s easel of stipes and patibulum make up the holder of MY  Masterpiece

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No matter the age we live I must continue to realize my make up and the power that lies within me from the sacrifice just one made for me!!

Prompt:  "Make up" or "Make-up" or both if you choose

No less than 35 words - No more than 70 words

Any form - your choice

Word Count in your AN

MY TOTAL WORD COUNT IS 70  © 15 minutes ago, Georgieanna J. Harp    spiritual • artist • canvas • makeup