Quell Foes Pray as the Red Bearded Fungus Weeps

 

Did Picasso milk
the pandemic red foes?

Emerald prayed/ the jester past tense!

Captain-ad-nauseam weeps
unholy zooming conspiracy.

Birth orchestrated name satellite revenge/
the spread quell, men perversity fungus
bearded a virilism.

Tourist radiation sandbox/
bacchanalian warned
but never listened to vomit crowd.

Mist above… regurgitated humankind/ sweat in…

 

 

Copyright © 2020 Charlie Zero the Poet

All rights Reserved.

No part of Quell foes Pray as the red bearded fungus weeps – may not reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, transmitted in any form or by any means: electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior permission. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may use if full, clear credit is given to Charlie Zero the Poet, and his poetry works with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

61 thoughts on “Quell Foes Pray as the Red Bearded Fungus Weeps

    1. Yes, this one…

      The protagonist (red bearded fungus).
      Year (1997), it is monitoring every current event
      that is occurring in different timeline. It’s mission
      to warn the people from what is coming
      and how to survive without incident.
      However, someone has been watching the (red bearded fungus).
      The quell foes will stop at nothing to make sure
      every historical event is compromised.
      Humans are overpopulating earth’s lungs.

      You alone and those who still want to listen closely and not skeptically.
      Decide for yourself…or, are you still ignoring the contradiction?

      Keep in mind only my side of the equation. Other readers might see a different imagery behind. 🙂

    1. Thank you, Gina.

      Glad you see right through the message.

      My dream interpretation of the poem:

      The protagonist (red bearded fungus).
      Year (1997), it is monitoring every current event
      that is occurring in different timeline. It’s mission
      to warn the people from what is coming
      and how to survive without incident.
      However, someone has been watching the (red bearded fungus).
      The quell foes will stop at nothing to make sure
      every historical event is compromised.
      Humans are overpopulating earth’s lungs.

      You alone and those who still want to listen closely and not skeptically.
      Decide for yourself…or, are you still ignoring the contradiction?

    1. Thank you, Jan.

      Glad you we’re able to read through the poetry message itself.

      My dream interpretation of the poem was this:

      The protagonist (red bearded fungus).
      Year (1997), it is monitoring every current event
      that is occurring in different timeline. It’s mission
      to warn the people from what is coming
      and how to survive without incident.
      However, someone has been watching the (red bearded fungus).
      The quell foes will stop at nothing to make sure
      every historical event is compromised.
      Humans are overpopulating earth’s lungs.

      You alone and those who still want to listen closely and not skeptically.
      Decide for yourself…or, are you still ignoring the contradiction?

    1. hahahahaha!!! Okay.

      Although, this is one side of my dream that I saw:

      The protagonist (red bearded fungus).
      Year (1997), it is monitoring every current event
      that is occurring in different timeline. It’s mission
      to warn the people from what is coming
      and how to survive without incident.
      However, someone has been watching the (red bearded fungus).
      The quell foes will stop at nothing to make sure
      every historical event is compromised.
      Humans are overpopulating earth’s lungs.

      You alone and those who still want to listen closely and not skeptically.
      Decide for yourself…or, are you still ignoring the contradiction?

      Again, my side of the equation. Every reader might interpret it differently.

  1. Okay. I love this one. A wonderful feel to the words .. I think you dream epic , Charlie. I read through all your comments and I am soaking it in.

    1. Glad you understood the poem and its meaning.
      The way we look at it…a dream is in a surgical room, a scientist has to dissect what’s inside the dream and figure out the forbidden knowledge that blossoms from our neuron.

    1. Glad you understood the message.

      The dream isn’t out there…its more looking closely and listening to what is around us and being more responsible in the aftermath of things. But, some humans will go back to their ways while others will appreciate one another and respect each other. It would depend on the circumstance but change will be for the good or bad.

      1. I did.
        And I realise that. I know, deep down, that it’s just a question of time before humans go back to their ways…. but I still have a small dream that it will be different. I know I am going to do my part.
        Oh man… I am listening to this https://youtu.be/2RkkUHP88pY while replying and I have this swoosh of good feeling (call me strange…)

                1. Cool. Well, brace yourself for this Wednesday because I’m going to post just that. It’s a short poem but, there’s a catch. There’s a clue within a clue that leads to something what you read will be interesting but if you pay close attention something deeper is right in front. 🙂 Can’t wait for you to read it yourself. 🙂 I call it an Easter egg hunt. 🙂

  2. ………………..Charlie,

    Thank you for your kindness !

    the fierce spray of milk

    grandmothers in Iowa
    thought it was milk
    but Picasso rarely milked cows

    the Adult industry asked questions
    speed and distance
    yes, total volume

    perhaps it was Peter North
    and not Picasso

    1. …………….….Michael,

      Thank you for your kindness!

      Spray it
      in speed cows/
      asked the milk orange was.

      Fierce adult industry Iowa/
      volume peter north
      from distance.

      Yes rarely a Total milked questioned
      by Picasso’s grandmothers Thought.

      1. ……………………………Charlie,

        Picasso’s grandmother had a crush on Dr.Fauci
        they exchanged love notes and valentines

        she whispers that survivors of the new virus
        start growing new organs
        deep inside and silent
        how would one know ?

        I recall you once wrote a poem
        about “pseudo-maturity”
        how you spent your childhood
        meeting the needs of others
        and ignoring yours
        am I correct ?
        maybe you should update it
        with a twist of the new sickness
        how long will the new organs lie dormant ?
        are they ticking time bombs ?

        1. In a weird sense I feel I was born before the universe, god, and lucifer, and nothingness. The creationist made everything and then the big bang occured. I’ve seen the wars between heaven and hell…I’m the observer the middle being who has seen all and felt atrocities across millienium. That is how connected I am.

    1. I’m staying safe and heathy. 🙂

      Glad you enjoyed the poem itself. 🙂 A cut up technique that I always use on my work. 🙂

      Everything has been interesting especially during these unprecedented times. I’m always writing and posting a lot more. 🙂

      How have you been? It’s been a while since we’ve spoken. You disappear. Are you staying safe as well. 🙂 Hope to hear from you soon.

  3. This one I get, yay! Feeling like an absolute champ haha.
    I agree with your poetic analysis. Men perversity fungus
    bearded a virilism indeed! And amen to the rest, also…
    Actually, OM to the rest also 😛 Many blessings dear poet friend!

  4. I too am choosing my own timeline Charlie.. it may be different from others… In that I see Mother Nature taking a deep breath as her skies clear, she is able to breathe… I see waterways are healing and returning in Venus… I read that cities smog no longer hanging below the sky-scrappers..

    All is a matter of perspective as we see just what is being generated..
    We understand a deeper ‘Truth’ 🙂

    But what can emerge from all of this when people let go of fear, they are being given an opportunity to quell their own foes, as they go within and do their own shadow work… How we regurgitate, depends on our individual choices.. ❤

    Sending Huge Hugs over the ocean Charlie… I am so happy there are young minds like yours in the world.. ❤ 🙏🌈💖

    1. You understood everything correctly.
      That’s how I felt about it. Nature is restoring itself and the oxygen levels will be back in full for the people to breathe again.

      In a weird sense the animal kingdom prayed to mother nature to have her revenge upon our planet. But, things will get better I feel it.

      Bless you my friend. 🙂

      1. It may well seem to some it is getting worse, but dear Charlie, keep your centre, your calm, breath deeply, release stress and know dear friend this is the breaking down of the old paradigm … The Shift is our own focus as to which time we want to experience… We each create our own reality!!… Create beauty and harmony.. Sending Love and Blessings ❤ 🙂

    1. Excellent. I was watching Alice in Wonderland while I wrote the poem. That and a bit of spooky vibe of what is happening right now with a hint of mystery that goes deeper as they said. 🙂

      I have still yet to watch the movie ‘The Seventh Seal’. I hear its the greatest movie. 🙂

  5. The Plastic Antibiotic seeps
    through the engorged glands
    of Captain-ad-nauseam.
    His unconsecrated semen, with
    no antifungal herbal immunity,
    flows down the s-bend of history.

Be Anonymous!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s