For the Participants of Rondelet Marathons Everywhere
(2014)
This is day 11 from my month long Rondelet marathon! Meta-poetry can be obnoxious, but when inspiration is lacking, it's a good way to pay tribute.
It is silly. Really, please, to me pay no mind. It is silly. I watch longingly, yes, creepy, But I see you to her be kind.
Homicidal And Honorable: synonyms. Homicidal: Requisite for glory, vital To one’s worth. It’s the pseudony…
Gracious, have I ever been so los… Stumbling, over and over, I begin… My words are my shield and sword,… Damn, why don’t you see what I se… Love has never been a choice for m…
Forgive lovers for horrid displays of passion Forgive lovers for their arts which do uncover the reasons for which some may las…
Child-like mind still beyond my comprehension. Child-like mind raises worlds—surpass the divine. He’s released from the detention
Aches that echo through every land for all ages. Aches that echo through all people that time has e… In old bare Ireland it raged,
I’m not tired— alternatively, I’m forfeit. I’m not tired; Sleep won’t solve this I’ve acqui… Problems luring to their orbit
She waxes and wanes; Waxing when emboldened by time. She waxes and wanes; Waning when She humbly refrains. She fades to little more than a li…
You must be bored, without a playmate to contend. You must be bored. Tricks connect me to you, tight co… Feel free to fiddle, feeble friend…
All I’m known for is indignancey Unilaterally, that’s all I guess. Dilated perceptions since infancy Righteous soap box preaching to br… Even though the rest, my peers, wo…
Mundane gossip somehow considered a classic. Mundane gossip with spats of meaning, it’s a toss… between significance and plastic.
Number one thing on my List, point of life? No str… Number one thing guides my Wishlist. Pulls my life… I have found it, in man compressed
Four part cycle The best mark is leaves– rise and… Four part cycle Water falls, pools, to icicles. The cardinal winds always call
Why go outside when one can buy what the world sh… Why go outside? Rain sounds far better when I’m d… Perhaps one can’t smell the roses
Violence cycles Both within lands and between them… Violence cycles Through lords of loss, maniacal. Leaves ruins of nations dim,