Two Clarity Pyramids---Mule & Dad

Clarity Pyramid


A poetry form designed and constructed by Jerry P. Quinn (FanStory.com writer Jer4Clarity).
Usually, this poem is center aligned when displayed. The first triplet has 1, 2, and 3 syllables. The title of the poem is the one-syllable word of the
first triplet, which is displayed in all capital letters. This line is followed by a two-syllable line,
and then there is a three-syllable line, both of which clarifies the definition of the poem, or is a synonym for the title.
The second triplet has 5, 6, and 7 syllables. Its design is based around a life event contained
within the triplet which helps give a poetic view or outlook on the first line (title).
The last line is 8 syllables, and is in quotations as this line contains a quote that defines the first
word (title).

MULE

Donkey

Ornery

Stubborn animal

munches on grassy shoots

rubs rider against rock face.

“Revisiting Kalaupapa”

DAD

Father

Dominant

Tough and tenacious

insists on perfection

iron hands, warm caring heart.

“Dinner on table at five, sharp”

Chewing Gum-- ABCdarian

Chewing Gum


Already

Been

Chewed gum—yuck I can’t get it off my shoe!

Darn these

Espadrilles Aunt

Fiona

Gus sighed

How is it that

I always manage to attract these sticky problems?

Just give me the damn phone

Kool-Aid’s fine by the way.

Let me just make this call

My cousin phoned  he thinks the world owes him.

Now where is that number?

Oh-here it is

PU3-8879

Quite the situation

Really burns my butt

So stupid

That one, he still can’t get a job let alone walk and chew gum.

Unskilled and unorganized

Vacant, vain, vegetable

Worthless, wallowing, walrus

XY misfit, xenophobe

Yowling, yokel

Zigzagging through life like a zombie—SHIT-it’s busy!

Leaking L's

Leaking L’s

Labia’s labyrinth labeled, laconically lambasting lambda.

Lamenting lady lactates laboriously.

Labrador retriever laments lactic acid lacuna.

Loose language lassos lanky Luddite.

 Lantana laced landscape, lauds lavish lawn.

Laxative launches leak, leaving leather-neck leery.

Left-handed liberalism legitimizes lenient levy.

Libra licks licorice lickety-split.

Life’s linoleum loves lemons.

Lint line-up links loge locale.

Lonesome lollipop looms lost.

Loquacious lord lavishes lovely lubricant.

Lucky lunatic lures lusty Lutheran.

Logic lulls loud Lithuanian librarian.

Lyric links lovelorn loggerhead longevity.

Loitering loincloth leaves luau loopy.

Lop-sided looter loses lunch.

Keening K’s

Keening K’s

Kelp keeps keel-boat kaput.

Kama’aina kamikaze keynotes komodo-dragon.

Knockwurst knish kills king-pin.

K--Kaleidoscope kidnaps karmic kick-stand.

Kennel kid  kibbles kibitzer.

Kitty kisses knave, knees knight.

Kiwi-fruit kinetics knock-down kinsman.

Knicker kiosk kindles kaffee klatsch.

Kremlinologist kowtows kumquat krugerrand.

Koi kayo klutz.

Knowledgable kindergartener knits kooky knapsack.

Juxtaposing J’s

Juxtaposing J’s

Janitor jettisons jabberwocky jam-session.

Jazzy jaw-dropping jaybird jitterbugs jubilantly.

Joyful judge jots just journal.

Jury junkie judges juicy jellybean.

January juggernaut jumps June juncture juggling July.

Jacquard jukebox jostles junior.

Joe Six-pack’s journey jilts jingoism.

Joe Blow jousts Japanese jack-pot.

Jambalaya jalapeno jazzes jaunty jeopardy.

Jongleur jogs jonquil jungle.

Jockey joneses jeep jenny.

Refrigerator Logic--Six-word Memoirs

Rest in peace, once green veggie.

Activia rules in this frigid closet.

Shut the door, there’s a draft!

Cold closet seeking, warm leftover companion.

Be quiet, the eggs are sleeping!

Age matters, step to the front.

Seal your wrappers, eliminate dry rot.

Old dark companions, foment strange odors.

Soda shoots off mouth, fizzes out.

Check ice tray weekly, for blockage.

Sponsoring green—penicillin, apply in rear.

Fire god

I took this photo last night as I watched the flames dancing in an outdoor pit!





 

Fire god

You are my drug,

the flame that licks my thighs

and sears me as you

order me about at your whim.

I am caught up in your glory.

I cannot see anything but you.

I do your bidding and loathe myself.

I am a puppet on a string.

I want you to be my friend

but you despise me.

You answer me

with your lies.

Your probing tongue

delivers cold venom,

courses through my veins

on a deliberate track that

hones in

on my heart and mind

with blinding speed,

screaming and

pleading for more,

ALWAYS MORE!

I want to get away from you

but you entice me

with your dual personality.

Your kind side shows itself

and then slips away.

I am riding high on a wave

fierce like a locomotive

lurching past my youth

plunging headlong into damnation

over and over again.

I am in a maze

forever trapped in time

locked away

for safekeeping

in a secret chamber

of your empty soul.

I open my mouth to

scream

and

no one hears.

My fingernails

leave a deep imprint.

Traces of my blood linger

and release another harbinger

intent on

Self-destruction.

My tomb lies broken,

my hairless corpse smolders,

my bones are encased in blistering bile.