777 Prescription's Declining Mechanism

Vivid delirium nonsense
Conquest of a protagonist
Salient infantry private in uniform
Regular patient of the bomb shelter
Cold sirens dilute all daylight
Distress method of destiny
Integrate lucid anomalies
Gas ruined breathing
Lobotomy's silence
Failure of strategy
Mend in death

Medication on notice
Paranoia attention decline
Deficit lost profit disorder
Monetary guilt trip up in arms
Toxins under forced recovery sheets
Prevail against peaceful sleep
Sinking in a red tide of sweat
Ocean of beads skin fallen
Troche prescription clot
Sedated in overdose
Pills will prevail...

Radiant dementia paradox
Knight in conspiracy's armour
Prominent ghost ship avatar
Upon black stead waves
Synchronizing delusions
Distress method of fate
An illness algorithm
Goad on Melange

Prescription of mending
Paranoia immersion Deficit
Attention's unsuccessful debate
Guilt trip up in arms against sleep
Cover up toxins manifest nightmares
Onyx dreams bleed vermilion
Tears swell under sheets
Where lucid lies dwell
Hindering the healing
Pills will prevail...

Aspiring hysteria salvation
Prescription antagonist's grave
Templar's theatre of war epitaph
Unmistakable aegis fire emblem
Hero's delusional of salvation
Serum into vein pyre ignites
No pill shield ever denied
The illness algorithm
Of a monologue
So numbing

Paranoia immersion decline
Diligent intoxicating paralysis
Six senses on a guilt trip
Trapped in melange
A living nightmare
Lucid fiction life
Losing touch
Pills will...

An Updated Summary!

     Algorithymns Poetry² via the Villain of Truth blog, twitter, tumblr and facebook is a digitally distributed poetry project of nerdity, sharing unique experiences through the eyes and shoes of others via the empathetic imagination engine to inspire equality, learning & creativity for the purpose of ending prejudice & bully'n, so that smiles like peace might find us all a way to imagine and thus live a brighter future.

     Poems helping to graph acceptance under our skin, working its way into our hearts and minds so that our eyes expedite less judgement, prejudice and hatred.

In earnest anticipation of,

777 Medical Test Marionette

Theatrical caged doll

Made of paper mâché

Stain glass marionette

Fragile skin docked strings 

Serpents of contempt

At vein play

Second hand medical 

Wings adorn her back 

Black patchwork mended

Surgical pinned on staples 

She's now flightless 

Even in dreams

Hospital fate enclosure 

Amphitheatre of doubt

Vein I.V drip marionette 

Frail porcelain blue doll

Tests chart white stage

Echo of ghosts at play

Second hand medical

Treatment of an angel

Broken transparent wings

Onyx mother's spell mended 

Disabled in disbelief of suffering

Child hooked to ten machines 

Wrestling to be free

In flightless dreams

Update II Via Croudsourcing.org !

     Algorithymns Poetry² is an innovative project utilizing the empathetic imagination engine of poetry to craft unique experiences upon request via a poetry request form that anyone who can access the internet will be able to utilize.

     Poems ranging from observational, to love, to spiritual into dark, hopeful and melodic realms, all the while remaining true to the core values of The Algorithymns Project. Inspiring virtue and hope through poetry in order to stem the tide of prejudice, bullying, social stigma(s) and verbal abuse.

Description: 

     Two out of Three functions of the Algorithymns Project are already live, they including daily digital distribution of Poetic Tweets (currently just over 9,000), Prose and stanza poetry (at nearly a thousand poems) and finally Spoken Word Poetry via podcasts (which are being performed at open mic events as well, currently just over 350 podcasts).

     The latest function of the project is the Poetry Request Form, which is currently in beta test and can be found here:

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/viewform?formkey=dDQ3c0lxMmhnQ1RIVWNmM3dIVzd2dlE6MQ#gid=0

     Its a rough draft but it gives you an impression of what can come to pass in the project's future!

In earnest anticipation of,

777 Dementia Ode II

Requiem of Loss,

     Depleting pastures of memory, intellectual grasp foregoing reality, ancient heart broken angel holding hands as the mental curse stole her hero's synapses blank, fleeting a brilliant mind away.

     Gene cursed pool disturbance, beckoning worst flat line call ever taken, noose of a sixty five year old unbeknownst protagonist of a dementia story, operator collapsed in remorse as the blip blip turned to bleep's failure to respond, no doctor revival for the man who lost his name.

     Death, a delusional unscalable time of forgetting how to draw lines; relief, fallen paper unconventional resignation unto the onyx scythe request once stacked beside visionary writer's chair, medical trail plot unsequenced of an illness no imagination curator should have, finished unto artist's desk nearly forgotten signature, an order not to revive once dead.

     A dedication neither unsavoury good nor delightfully bad to a poet's self craft wire lined in apartment mouldy closet noose, maybe he'd only ever imagined the blight scenario, maybe he never meant to follow through with this lonely ending, no one ever cared to see and no one will remember.

     Depleting obsidian synapse frontal cavern lost cortex way to the symphony not firing an orchestra of twilight beyond risk of a promise to resuscitate. Everything left of us has faded from the shepherds flock gone rogue like a curious illumination of seeking flames' all spark off in the distance, sheep described as black, A lonely villain who drove his angel away... In a delirium of accidents unrememberable.

    Wingless angelic lover for whom no bell tolled, died of cancer in a distant hospital lonely doctors making profit palace of white walls stained read ward, thinking only of the indescribable hero who once lived, vibrant of logical artistic algorithymns at her side, blessing all his endeavours as she passed, 'may the adventure of creativity be enjoyed by... Those left behind...'

In earnest anticipation of,

The Algorithymn

Via The Empathetic Imagination Engine

Algorithymns Poetry² Update & Preview Poem

 Three more poems started today, here's a brief preview of one of them in it's raw first draft of course. Later it may turn into a second but meh, it's pretty radiant a scene as it is.

     Here is White Body Paint, which reads better if centred, a poem about a lost night in a maiden's life. Not to what, but the possibility of whom in the folds of two. The unheroic knight's intoxicated sexual attempt and the choice of life that comes in the aftermath. 

     It's not about the choice, everyone's life is unique and we all carry our the weight of our own paths. Too many have sorrow inflicted upon us or regret we have to live with, this is an exposure to a night, not what is or what would have been.

     It is a poem based on Delicate Wager, a poem I started in 2009. There is weight in the measure of the graphic realism for so many of us.

     Subject matter that matters, helping others move through sadness and mourning while allowing others to have a glimpse into the lives of others. Hone your empathy, compassion fill your heart, don't channel change... Reach out!

     Understand and thus care for another with a broader scope and wider acceptance.

White Body Paint  

Camouflaged by white

Unchivalrous (k)night's kiss 

Mourning after regret decorum 

Shame's weight shouldered

Mirror reflection denied

Sight of losing secrets

Dementia illustration

Truth held at bay

Requiem hormone

Induces rebuttal

Gene relapse

Of memory

Landscape to refusal

Dissapproving memory

Gland inebriated regular stupor

Lust intoxication vetoed wisdom

Contraception purse neglected

Buddha's belly painted

Aftermath of white's cover

Tears like snow fell

Amidst miscreant cum

Pearl realm DNA graph

Unwanted gene template

Adult choice exposure

Five second rate

Pleasure absent

No memory

Still alive

Barely

Update + Mirage of Hope I

So in advance ya'll get the first glimpse at the finished first draft of Mirage of Hope, which will probably stay that way as I started three other poems this morning and two on my phone last night that need finishing.

As well my mother is in desperate need of some lov'n as she's across the sea from me and going through stressful times with a myriad of tasks on her plate and sorrows no one should bear alone.

On top of that she wants a poem for my baby sister's wedding 7 days, which I can't attend as they're all back home in Vancouver and I'm over on yonder shores in Scotland, my home now. 

So here it is!

Mirage of Hope I

Etymology of awe

Overcome in emotion

Buried unwritten legend

Wisdemonic tide of tears

Epidermis evaporated

Receding shame

Into regret

Mirage of mine

Hope left inside

Land pin striped 

Pock onyx marks

Adorn the fields

Contempt grey

Synonym of forever

Illusionary abandoned saga

Rewritten to hide a symphony

Emitting a wisdemonic crescendo

Sown under wings of angels

Their acid tears sky falling

Receding as bells

Untolled

Mirage of faith

Sand mine fields

Lands of dreary notes

Pock marked symphony

Locked behind silence

Flame infused tide

Sea of mirrors

Display 

Despairing antonyms 

Uncharted bleak nightmare

Discovery of receding cosmos 

Emotional cortex damned trial

Judge authorized lobotomy

Mercy's gone comatose

Before the wisdemonic

Throne of regret

Mirage of hope

Beyond bleak lands

Sandcastle mine fields

Decaying under acid rain

Realm of precipitation 

Exploring corrosion 

Over all devotion

Where is faith...

Where is the opposition...

Who'll lift but a finger...

On behalf of a brighter future...?

In earnest anticipation of,

The Algorthymn

Via The Empathetic Imagination Engine