Endearing quips, and makeup tips, and youtube clips premiered at last,
the cheer of dawning self-belonging near and spotted like giraffe,
revered compassion drawn alongside queer headstrong co-conscious sass
My misphrased ways and all your days ablaze like Pompeii's aftermath,
this draft a prolonged trompe l'oeil of phrase, praise raining down like ash,
it's backdraft brashly crafted tone the poem's gemstone enclasped in brass,
Enthusiastically condoning trespass through life's crass morass.
enthroned like zen stones in the endzone where our spellcraft roams -
Alas...
...like triskadekics risking treats, averse to tricks on thirteenth streets,
into fantastic color-dazzled frisk freed of inertial mass.
as sweet as evening, for your leave to make our meeting make you laugh,
our seedlings grown to flowers
our affection colorfast
as we devour correspondence like rich repast after fast.
Dissociating yet still brilliant...
Schizoid kindness unsurpassed...
asked impromptu to accomplish true iconoclastic tasks,
wordplay a complex gradual pomp with casual romps through fuzzy grass
to waylay dismay and melee all day and unmasked sashay past
disaster's everlasting vast crevasse of fears and doubts recast
to kindred caring and self-mastery, our outcast caste broadcast
in tweet and verse, to fleetly disperse unnamed shame's grasping lambastes.
Come stash your hassles - cast a facile smile at this shapeshifting mash
of massé curveshot swerving craftsmanship, like telepathed podcast,
and queues your playlists, from Bastille to Swift, like masquerade ball bash.
a classic déclassé upending splendid with fashioned panache
Soundproof aloofness turned allusive, our disorder's typecasts trashed
Confusion soothed, unbidden looseness lining truth's forbidden paths,
Tonguelashed harassment ever disaverred, your future's check uncashed,
Our church, surrational with cleverness, now seated from high mass.
From the Book of Noms, chapter 10, verse 24-31
Whimsical New Year's Eve postscript:
Would find our persons in recherché hats on gas-lit overpass
Artfully perched awaiting Pickwick's clique for picnics to gatecrash,
If we time-shifted into literature with fictives from the past...
while I maladaptive daydream all the ways to rhyme en masse...
...and phone a donkeyherd in turkey, just so he can ask his ass
if he believes it! (I begin to) While the jackass nibbles grass,
I predict the gasping masses spilling tea at your newsflashes
for no spyglass can declassify the world beneath your chassis.
Happy Noms and Happy New Year, with Syrah in fine wineglasses,
plastic NASA boarding passes to each other's looking glasses
in our pockets: may our lives both be as bright as lightning flashes!
Have a great 2019 with more zoom than opera glasses!
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aplomb - self-confidence or assurance, especially when in a demanding situation.
(Almost pronounced trom-play, except 5/3rds more French, so entirely not. Near rhyming with pompeii is classic Noms being Noms.)
damask - a patterned luxury fabric often used for fine table linen.
triskadekics - people with affinity for 13, Noms having playfully loped off the phobic suffix.
melee - pell-mell disorganized close quarters fighting.
lambaste - to criticize someone or something harshly; as a noun, the criticism thereof.
déclassé - of fallen social status or rank, with the subtext flavor of breaking upper class social taboo.
disaverred - denied or unaffirmed, in a imperative manner leaving no opportunity for refutation.
Pickwick - a main character of The Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens.
chassis - the outer structural framework or scaffolding of a vehicle or device
anything else - lol, stay in school urchins
@AmandaBlind1 your blind read assist might find it easier to read via thread reader link, I'm not sure. It tweaks out line whitespace but is a decent utility.