Beautiful Ludicrous Events

Ludicrous Events
Ludicrous Events

The poets loom in textural weave transcends both place and time, as words become esoteric, stories sublime and fantasy a pathway to a sun’s heart. Each gloaming an ending, a new beginning as days and time ensue. The mind contrives, the soul exudes truths and glimpses to be reviewed in every phrase and passage turned, each and every idea earned from life’s endless gleaning. The poet’s eyes see beyond the assumed into worlds to be discovered, truths to be unwrapped and inspiration to be engendered. Hope you enjoy these offerings…

Beautiful Ludicrous Events
Tony DeLorger © 2019

Ludicrous sunsets protrude
from silhouette horizons,
fanned rays in golden hues
like stripes upon blue, fast descending
into nights stealthy coming,
infusing day’s eloquent silent fading,
woes and joys attuned now resting
in a gloaming muse.

Water shimmers like a tinsel pathway,
contrasted by stark affronts of darkness,
languid swells of calm perused
as a dying sun construes to impress
with memory’s halcyon intent,
and life exhales content as the moon
entreats with a slow-rise event,
its pallid countenance a lover’s tune.

The heart stills, woes washed from the day,
as cooling breath infuses calm,
and before the stars vie for sky’s breadth
and as clusters gather in diamond etchings,
the world transforms into an intoxicant flavour,
harbouring no malice or favour
as day slides below that line of demarcation
to find a new and exotic threshold.

Fear in the Room
Tony DeLorger © 2019

Fear circles a dimly lit room
in flailing erratic display,
downward spirals of gloom, so frantic,
and I feel it incumbent to walk alongside
to calm this enigmatic breach,
soothe the beast from panic.

Clouds of confusing grey gather,
utter lightning spike words
and thunderous claps of disdain,
like a brooding cap upon the frenzy,
trying to claim damage
before the affray.

Fear listens not to a sentient mind,
trying to find reason within vindictive time,
as fear in stoic paranoia bleats,
crimes already penned to complete the cycle
and release a demon oracle of doom,
spinning in a double-headed coin toss.

Unleashed, fear rides the storm,
a blurred figure upon a glorious steed,
galloping through hell’s sky manifested,
black and bruised the blue steeped in pain,
as rumbling voices ignore refrains of peace,
as only in freedom is fear appeased.

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore
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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

4 thoughts on “Beautiful Ludicrous Events

  • November 6, 2019 at 3:38 PM
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    Great work in verses packed with imagery. I love your metaphorical style which really broadens the mind of a reader into deeper thoughts and brilliant visionary delight. Beautiful work, Tony. Take care.

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  • November 6, 2019 at 4:32 PM
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    Too kind Phyllis, but so pleased you appreciate the work. Take care, my friend.

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  • November 10, 2019 at 7:50 AM
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    Tony the first poems use of Ludicrous made me step back but after evaluating the poem as a whole the word acts as a mordant. Brilliant. The second poem is beautifully crafted. I enjoy how your word choice and flow remind me why I find the art of poetry divine. Jamie

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  • November 10, 2019 at 4:39 PM
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    A lovely compliment, Jamie. Thank you, my friend, so pleased you appreciate my work. I agree poetry is not just words but far greater affecting us far deeper and often delivering inspiration that we can then use in our own work. Take care, my friend.

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