Poem - Generic Polling CallingGeneric Polling CallingPoem - Generic Polling Calling12 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
Oh sweet voter, milk of God,
consort of wisdom's choice,
grant me audience to reflect
on the election near at hand.
Mellifluous musings are yours to share,
speak your tongue to my ear.
Bless me with your dulcet tones
as you voice your preferred vote.
Generic Polling is my group,
claimed dispassioned from the start.
simple queries are our tool,
though it may seem otherwise.
Ignore the questions' slant,
bias dripping from every word.
We are foot soldiers in this cause,
to which side we'll not disclose.
We'll begin with soft-serve,
meant to vet your bona fides.
Prove that your sweetness comes
from the milk of chosen ones.
Our questions must have impact,
twist the souls of supplicants.
Are you our natural prey?
I meant to say, do you pray?
A game we'll play with candidates,
my blessed master and alternate.
The alternate will be the foe,
my master the blessed soul.
I'll switch between the two with ease
as I ask 'what if' queries.
You'll tell me what you think of thes
Marvelous MuzzlingEvolution mouths are mineMarvelous Muzzling1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
And speak over whispering backpedals
Like bikes. Mischief to the art of road shapes.
Racks for lips, silver binds in mind.
Would you gods raise lakes without a call?
Is it sea level if your nature doesn't bawl?
I dipped in but looked behind, habitual feet loll.
I'm blinded as I visualize self,
A smile with rock impressions on the sole.
Apparently the canvas without the soul
And I intend a self portrait before it swells.
Still, why art in the first place?
Your effects promote progress
For the other cause, other side.
Benefits or a lack of, no wrong or right.
Choice. Now, conceptualize
Choosing the other.
It's a flow you can personalize!
I customize distance so this doesn't hover
Over my time