Dr. Acula's Poetry Contest! Contest Ended. Click for Link to Poll Thread, Vote For Your Favorite!

GLP I use all the time
I get dark circles under my eyes
because I use it all night

I find I now get paranoid
as it has taken hold of my mind
that for me is GLP

would I give it up?
not for all the smilies
you could ever find

I started a poetry thread about 2 years ago, in which I submitted about 7 of my finest poems. I was posting as an ac from South Africa and Norway at the time.

Thread: This is my first poem. Tell me what you think, and add your own to the collection

SONS OF THE ILLUMINAT


THEY TRIED TO AWAKEN ME
WITH FLURRIED EAGLES IN FLIGHT,
SHARP TALONS OUTSTRETCHED

THE FLEUR DI LIS TEMPTING ME
WITH PETALS UNPARTED,
PASSIONS UNSTROKED

THEY TRIED TO STARTLE ME
SKULLS OF DEATH ON VELVET,
AND CROSSBONES OF WHITE

STIRRING THE SON OF LOVE WITH SWORDS,
FOUR ARMED COMPASS CROSS
AND THE CROWN OF A KING
FALLEN ANGELS WINGS...

CAPSTONE PYRAMIDS, EYE OF GOD
INCARNATING MEMORIES

YELLOW SUNS, BRILLIANT DIAMOND STONES
LIONS CREST AND A RAVENS BREAST
PENTAGRAM STARS, PHOENIX FIRE,
METALLIC CHAINS OF PAIN,

BEAUTIFUL WOMEN STARE
NAKED SKIN, GOLD UNTOUCHABLE HAIR
MUSIC INVOKING DANCE AND LUST
TEARS IN THE HOLY GRAIL CUP

SON OF THE ILLUMINAT ASKS
WHY DID YOU AWAKEN ME?
WHAT DO THESE SYMBOLS SPEAK?

GODDESS TALISMAN, CRESCENT MOON
STAR OF DAVID, MERCURY, CADUCEUS, SEE?
THEY TRIED TO AWAKEN ME...

In this land called GLP
Are many things a man can see
Many thoughts from man indeed
Among these are stars and gleam
Study of energies and philosophies
Ancient scholars and new age minds
Visions of the great grape vine
Intelligence held over all
Open minded hear the call
Remember all for one and one for all

Knights of honor, truth, and peace
We adore those of you at GLP
Dr. Acula this is for you
Joy and laughter I pray to you.

this made me laugh

Eating a dick or not eating a dick ,
You are still a worthless piece of shit,
The stupid shit you say,
The retarded troll games you play,
Make me hope I get a chance,
to slap the fuck out of you one day.
I Pray..
every moment of everyday,
that GOD makes your computer,
blow up in your face.

I wonder if sinister Gene Rosen
Is an actor
And one of the Chosen?

Perhaps he's a FEMA faux-minion
Who needs lessons
In being convincing?

The whole Sandy Hook thing
Is bullshit
And Gene-O so totally knows it.

P.S. no upgrade for me please I like being an AC.

Oh my..............

This could be scary

Ok, as per request, I must select one from the list. I think my poem about a horse shines through.

'The Horse'

A horse! A horse!
My kingdom for a horse!
Wherefore art thou,
My trusty steed?
Your lips are like cherries,
Your fleece as white as snow.
I have long admired you
From a distance
My eyes adored you
Though I never laid a hand on you.
Your long face
Your long face beguiles me
And your slender legs
Of which you have four
I will mount you up
And together we will ride
Ride like the wind
Oh my love, my lovely
Why don't you talk back to me,
Like what other people do?

"NO ENTRY", read the sign,
So I stopped there and I waited.
I stood and watched the clouds drift by,
Till the desire within abated.

GARDEN OF GETHSEMANE


In the Garden of Gethsemane, they had arrested me,
And my friend Judas, had kissed me on the cheek,
In the house of Annas Im interrogated through ,
for how much I disobeyed them, for how much I loved you

Before Caiaphas I stood,
The Sandedrin thus had frowned
They said I couldn’t love you,
nor condemn them while I was bound

I said nothing, though the high priest said,
I adjure Tell us, by the living God,
you are the Anointed one, Son of God ?”

I told him, That he will see, under the angelic ,
heavenly applause,
Me at the right hand of the Almighty,
the "blessed" Son of God

On the cloud of heaven they shall see,
My return for my love.
My witness to all to speak,
what was ordained from above.

I had spoken earlier,
The Queen of Sheba will arise
and condemn this generation.
Sentenced to death for my sins, and yours,
forgotten is our adoration"

The Sanhedrin concurs my blasphemy
and who denies,
is my friend Peter in the courtyard,
who denies me three times.

Standing before Pontius Pilate, he says:
I made myself a King
Under Rome and the Jewish Leaders,
I have subverted many things
“Sentence him to death” he goes to authorize,
But my leaders thus denies ,
leaving it for Pilate to decide

Herods Passover Feast
is interrupted on what to do.
Kill me on the prophecy,
kill me for loving you.

Im whipped and released under Pilates plan,
to have Barabas stand in, the one who murdered a man
“Crucify him” they say regarding me,
Pilates wife has a premonition ,
she begs Pilate to see
But he washes his hands free,
he washes his hands clean

Behold the Man !

I carry my cross to Golgotha,
the Place of the Skull,
I carry my burdens for them
to crucify and to cull.
Between two criminals I hung,
while you wept tears down below.

The one who bore my child,
the one who I dared to know

My Mother by your side,
I told you not to cry.
Resurrection is a promise,
our resurrection is nigh !

From the morning until Noon,
I carried my promises for you
And from noon until three.
I died as the King of the Jews.

Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani,
My God , my God why hast thou forsaken me.
I only loved her as I loved her
and they refused to see

Ephphatha ! Be opened.
Behold. I Make everything anew !
The seals of love will be our witness,
our children will bear our truth

Amen,

Thanks guys!

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I suck at writing poetry
how about you?

Okay, there's mine
:)

Come Hopi, come Shoshone, come Mayans and Mamos !!


Upon this sacred vein, the white men came,
Upon this wild land, along came his band,
Andebichi Woho Nee Bide Pe,
Who is they, Who am I
A Nabidengehdaigwahni.!


Who am I warrior to?


When Upon these veins of Blue
Upon these veins where copper Bliss,
When they mixed these people, and they kissed,
Forming this blue turqouise stone,
You Shoshone, are not Jewelers borne
Trade off your stones, Shoshone,

I am the White Buffalo Dainah that holds the Sun, I am the grasper of the sand released to the Wind,
the directions of semme, wahatehwe, bahaitee and watsewite


Come Hopi, come Shoshone, come Mayans and Mamos !!


Find this White turqouise stone, Who did not blend with the Iron, that took your green home,
We made it green, this turqouise blend,


The strangers made a promise, and claimed to be your friend
Taking land, breaking contracts and deeds,
Banishing you to exile, you were no longer free !
Who took the power, These men of iron won,


Who will cry out to creator, to the Dabai of Sun.


The Dainah comes for Wa'ipi, she is his Muh
This prophecy of this Oneness, to restore the land that was took.

Come Father Sun, and Mother Moon,

Restore the Lands of these ancestors, from when the Iron came
Blue Turqouise and Green, where in the Dry Creek
do you long for the White turqouise of your seed?
Do you long for Copper and Iron free?


Unite this WE, ALL TURQOUISE shall sing !


I bear this staff of the Buffalo Skull,
I hold the Dabai in my hand,
To the winds of the four directions, I release these sands.
Flow your tears of BAA,
Do the Sacred dance of Sun,


Unite O Shundahai, till we are all the ONE !!

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Had scrambled egg for breakfast

Amazing! You got my vote, which doesn't matter, since Acula is choosing!

Sorry Acula, I'm being a tard, because it's Saturday and all
:)

lol


naw its all cool

it gives this plenty of 's lol

Thanks Dr Aucula for the opportunity to poetisize...

The Arrest
You took me from my home
to prove your power.
In front of my children and neighbors
you led me away,
but as I sit in handcuffs I see the fear
in your weak eyes.

Everywhere I see your weakness.
The more you arm yourselves,
the more fragile your world becomes.

I see it in the eyes of the zombies that run
the scanners in your airports and your courthouses.

I hear it in the voices of the newscasters on television and radio.

You have no answers, only vain desperation.
Your shills rail ineffectively
across the internest.

The harder you grasp,
the less you hold.

You will never live in peace. You will never walk alone.

All I wanted was to be left alone,
to live peaceably,
but you were afraid that you couldn’t trust me
to allow you to continue to run your corrupt games,
your lies, your false flags, your investment bubbles, your ritual abuse, your nameless countless crimes.

But it wasn’t good enough that I ignored your corrupt stench,
and carved out my own small redoubt.

If you continue your offenses,
and put me in this world
I will rule it.

Then I will free the slaves that live here
in this pitiful, lightless realm,
and send them to your door,
hungry and insane with vengeance and desire.

Your move.

130202 Beltane

Last Edited by MCB on 02/02/2013 03:58 PM

LOVE WITHIN WATER

Love Within Water,
Form with Structure and Order.
The Illusion of a Dance into Beauty.

You Asked me How I Remembered You.
When the Rain fell, I told you I Loved You
I Told You I Will Wait Until the Waters Gathered
Do you Understand, Siphon the Sea?
Within it Life and Memories.
From Where my Body First Came.
And the Land Mass Soaks up the Downpour.
It Nourishes the Ground of the Dead
The Same Hexagon of the Sea,
The Same Body that Once Was Me.

Your Last Words Left an Imprint,
of Form , Structure and Order
It United my Mission to be Within and All
My Soul Within the Water.
I Told you, My Love Within a Drop
Not a Galaxy of Whirling Mist Carried Love
But the Waters of Earth Did.
Within You and I Forever, ONE.
Till that Forever Kingdom Comes.
Your Tears were My Ecstasy , the Hidden Part of Me
Within a Drop, Speak your Promises
The Water within your Toes I Would Never Forget
And the Rain Never Stopped Coming Down,
All We Knew Fell Apart into the Sea.

The Men of Earth Water their Crops
Within it was My Soul
The Thirsty Drink when they are Parched
But Lacking Love, I Forbid them Sight to Know
Within You I Am Made Whole Once Again
And Now You Understand My Promises
That We Were Meant to Be
The Heaven Veils let Down the Rain
The Children Remember Our Pain
The Veins of Fire is my Anger
I Had to Release Long Ago
Our Blood Within the Oceans
United with Your Name and Mine
The Land is Dry, I Can See Your Feet Once Again
And Now it is the Begining of Our Time
The Spirit in the Skies
Is Your Love Within Water
Such as Your Body on Earth
Is My Memory Made Real

I Will Never Leave You While Eternity Exists
Overlapping Endlessly Beyond Sight,
Creating But One Possibility,
Yet Harnising Many Within the Form of Thought
Love is the Action of One Desire
Continuing Eternity Within Its Spirals
If You Ever Perceived it Stopped
I Continued it Onward in Purpose of the Word,
The Name Always Spoken, But Never Understood
I Never Left Accept in the Form of Spirit
Taken Back to the Heavens
To Fall Down to Earth Again
In Form of My Blood Within the Sea
In The Form of My Promise in the Rain

Words of Mass Detritus

I understand we earthlings
seek order amongst things.
An analogy with ants ~
their mother wears the pants,
yet nothing parasitic
clips her subjects’ ticket.

Her warriors die in battle,
not like docile cattle.
Falling for a social nest ~
not some pointless quest,
like double-you-em-dees
not hidden overseas.

A faceless nation employs
children... it then deploys
with guns in hands to arid lands,
where blood stains sun-baked sands
shaded by whose banner, oh queen?
who lives a life so serene.

With soldiers to secure your soil,
leeching off the workers toil.
trusting to an aged tradition
of using fear to condition.
The cattles contributions clipped,
all clip evaders whipped!

‘But everyone’s the same’
we hear, ‘it’s a numbers game.’
We’re not fucking ants
or homicidal sycophants!
Okay, let’s play by the rules,
but not those writ by fools.

Last Edited by PhellowEarthling on 02/02/2013 04:36 PM

Behold, the perfect man!

Behold him that is perfect
in every way, shape and form
Knowledge and Peace,
Behold this Man that Became me,
Out of Mysteries, Into light,
Reclaiming my Wings, Taking Flight,
You know I'd be Back you Know,
After I've learned, and after I've Grown,

What is it you want from me?
Peace, Love and Unity?

The Tomb of Space and time,
The Thirty plus the Pi,
the Half Pi, mirrored is I,
The Northern Slope of Light
This Light is my Eye,
My Height is the sum of the Base sides,
She reflects this chalice of I
The Hourglass of Space and time,
The Sands of The Great Pyramid
This is truth, lucid sight, this half pi of mine
Implies the full Pi of TIME,

Non physical matter,
but alignment in the stars
Blessed Trinity,
All these components as one unity.
Forever, forever, one circle of three,
O mathematical Anomaly, this Pi of me,

Determination of Mars with the Horns speaks,
My Spear pierces as Sagitarrius,
My Camelopardalis, Seeks the Needle gate,
North poleStar, Eye and the spindle
I seek the entry of my fate,
The Qof and the Roman numeral ten
four directions , ancient cross when?

I free myself, I am free, within the arms of women ,
Rescue me, rescue me, thru Paper images speak,
Thru mountains of Light,
thru treasures under water de-lite,
Piece my soul together,
Whats your latitude, My Star of Bethlehem?
Behold the Perfect man,
The First six digits of the speed of light
Eight facets is I
The Geometry of Motion,
The Loves most Grand Potion,
The Consciousness of Light,
The Matter seeking spark
Dancing into its physical form,
This experience of Quantum love,
Cannot without form judge.
This Form of Perfect emotion
Locked within the Hexagon of Substance
Forming the Heavenly Square,
This Congealed energies potential
The Below and the Above,
This form of Perfect love.
Within a Ancient Time Space tomb,
I release my metaphysics,
The Creation Renewed.
The Perfect Man,
I AM,

I Am LIGHT I Am LOVE,


I Am the Brightness in the Dark Places.
I am the Moon and the Star before the Break of Dawn
I am the Sun at Midday that Warms the Earth.
I am the Energy that Gives Growth to All Things.
I Am the Life of Love
I Am Possessive, I Am Welcoming.
I Am Jealous and All Consuming.
I Am Brighter than Fire,
Stronger than Death
Banishing the Darkness
Absolving the Ignorance
Breaking the Veil.
I Am the Star
I Am its Rays
The Light of Being
The Bringer of Freedom
The Will to Create,
The Will to Possess
The All Illumination of Knowledge.
The Passions of Eternity.
The Light of Love
Revealer of Secrets,
Bringer of the Dawn
The Joy of Spring
The Mountain of Desire.
The Heat of Noon,
The Conception of the Moon.
The Spark of the Mind.
LET THERE BE LIGHT!
And Let Man Understand.
The Meaning of All,
That I AM.

Here I sit, all broken hearted
tried to shit but only farted

oh come on you didnt finish it!




Then one day I took a chance...
tried to fart and shit my pants

Nope. True and professional poems are not meant to rhyme. That's what sets us professionals apart from the riff-raff. Nursery rhymes rhyme, not poems. I think I will knock another one out...just a minute...



'I'm a poet me'



I write in poems
A cadence of verse
A wordsmith at his art
Words, soaring aloft
And chains forgotten
Earth's burdens below
Vocal harmony
Take me higher
Like them birds what fly to the moon
Not like them riff-raff poems what always rhyme
I'm a poet, me

Not mine, but by the immortal Frank Zappa;

Music is the best!

Sofa No. 2

I am the heaven
I am the water
Ich bin der Dreck unter deinen Walzen
(Oh no, whip it on me, honey!)
Ich bin dein geheimer Schmutz
Und verlorenes Metallgeld
(Metallgeld)
Ich bin deine Ritze
Ich bin deine Ritze und Schlitze

I am the clouds
I am embroidered
Ich bin der Autor aller Felgen
Und Damast Paspeln
Ich bin der Chrome Dinette
Ich bin der Chrome Dinette
Ich bin Eier aller Arten

Ich bin alle Tage und Nachte
Ich bin alle Tage und Nachte

Ich bin hier (AIEE-AH!)
Und du bist mein Sofa
Ich bin hier (AIEE-AH!)
Und du bist mein Sofa
Ich bin hier (AIEE-AH!)
Und du bist mein Sofa

Yeah-ha-ha-ay
Yah-ha
Yeah, my Sofa
Yeah-ha-hey