Thursday, December 16, 2010

PIG

Pretentious
Ignorant
Glutton
Snide remarks even, "Poor you"
Is it humor or is it sharps?
You know - your shit stinks too.
Stabbing needles through the head
A camels jumping tool,
Oh this cramping female - a cunning laughing jewel!
Nick names...
Are never a miss,
Why not fire hydrant or toilet bowl?
You can take a piss...
Cris cross
Double dutch,
We're all uniquely the same
Cluck Cluck,
Gobble gobble
What a crying shame.
By: Cheryl Lynn Ramberger

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Forgiveness

Foreground, forensic-forgiveness,
A formality from thy heart
Conferred a confederation of self
Confident of part.
Heart and soul conspiracy,
Conspicuous, conspire
The constellations constellate
Clustering, inspire.
Hate...leachate, leaching
Olfactronic rhythms,
Growing lax-lay out
Peep show...peep into the box
Round about.
A fairy foreordain sits on a stool;
Mellifluous melancholy fool
Surrounded by her existent thoughts
Of what use of her to you.
By:Cheryl Lynn Ramberger

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Karma

Your outrage upon me
Defined-Rape and Sodomy
Now the bray-your voice
Scratches my inner ear
But my the breath from my lungs brims Bright
And I'm silent with over-flowing glee
The Yin/Yang swung at you
Right and bod idly
Ichor flows through me
Embracing my ferocious core.
This worthless Ibex
Weathered the hurt; rod -hurtles
I soar
The collapse of your Godless cathedral
Impervious
My cocoon facilitates, inspires
Sicken soul so hot your cold
Hydrocephalus-drown your brain
Immaculate, immanent stature of demure,
Of me you don't get to pain.
Tried to deface-Defalcate
Defeat me by assault,
Insult-demolished...
But I find myself buffering, buffering
Pretty, pink and Polished
By: Cheryl Lynn Ramberger

Friday, December 3, 2010

Idioms

Aclinometer for your clique
To measure this rock hard drip,
The coalition descends
Humbling and strong
They can't stand-At least in her world
As the Mute Swan dances and shields with her idioms
Bunting her burlesque,
Listening to the cackle
Of the cadaverous possess
By: Cheryl Lynn Ramberger

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Righteous Secretion

Tolerable imbalance
Pedant guru
Righteous secretion
Life can be so shrew.
Second guessing; staggering
Slurry slumlord-fool
Seclude; seclusion
Wonder-What?
View or the viewer
Vigilance for see
The vigilante.
Try and traumatize a travesty
Lurk with the lummox
Dreadful, your delightful?
Sleep with the slumbers
The smokescreen frightful.
Triple X and Bull Frogs
Beer, beer, beer
Be it lumpy on a slog
Syntax error
Bark,bark
Oink, oink
Smart bomb blog
By: Cheryl Lynn Ramberger

Sunday, November 21, 2010

conquestipist

Disabled- pathologically labeled
Pick it apart.
Narcissistic behavior,
Is that your disabled heart
Or does that bleed from your knows?
My eyes they close
For I have no need for need
But a bit intrigued,
By your open sore.
You seem to persist
At throwing daggers at sheople.
Conquestipist
By: Cheryl Ramberger

Friday, November 12, 2010

Drip

Mute Swan

I like the poem "IF...60 seconds run".

A tower Jakitata

Splel phuckata

The dice

The slum atom

Tomb

Zig-Zag ..puff..zoom

Le Tourment Vert

Absinthe

Open mouth insert

Wet brain spew

I, the poetic crumb,thy cunting dew

Drip on you

By: Cheryl Lynn Ramberger

Friday, November 5, 2010

Bactria

Life with no owners,
True loners,
Shattered to screams inside.
No resolution for the wonton heart;
Excruciating,
-Love cried-

Each thoroughly unhappy
In Corporate Ethica,
Their land of Bactria
Bodies the dogs ate,
Love like Vesis torn apart,
The world like Alexandria the Great

Hope, their only treasure
Hidden in their abyss,
Two feeling the same
The pain may contentment tame.

Anguish creeps,
The heart weeps,
Union- profound
Sublime-in her thoughts

They adore, endure
Persist.

The bond that exists
Tragic beauty brought to each
Inner being, burning embers-Elysium
Beseech
Bodies quiver
Holding each other as they shiver
By: Cheryl Lynn Ramberger

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Eros

An arrow passed by,
Cupid on high
God of love
But I’m bound and tied
I see him,
I hear him,
My heart translucent, shear

Eros-philia-unconditional
-my descriptive love-
No limerence
I thought long and hard
It would be adoration, devotion
-sincere-
This is what happens if you meet love?
In truth…? With no fear?
Staring you straight in the face,
And the absoluteness you cannot erase?

I’m stuck in my casket
Deep in my shell
So cold I’m burning
Unquenchable hell
By: Cheryl Lynn Ramberger