Chalice

Fasting. Chalice I

Beautifulies arrive; shelf time awaits,
do eat cake don’t eat cake just don’t get phat.
Of a scale at one to ten it’s you I like,
Croissant alone I could eat all day long.
Shun you found i blunder at countenance,
for the nurse filled order has tarts on board.
A wonderful way you brightly displayed,
whirlwind tarts for today croissant’s lament.
Retractive these tarts fail in caramel,
rudiment and fundament shall be sent.
Now I show with chauvinant and lament,
do I present a broad profound reward.
Yes reward malice will be my gesture,
death by mud cake and in remembrance.

© Adam Blewett
2016

Inn. Chalice II

Leprechaun, lean, my pal improve the shot;
Ballistics sweet and neat, precision feat.
The shot must exact not lose to demur,
in effect it’s the treasure we are after.
Okay start the rig past the skeletal,
bore deep don’t bow direct must be the throw.
Watch for colour greens blues in many hues,
our drill must stop if, atop silver or gold.
Careful must not goad the load, daft the spoil,
this fissure deep, composit of intel
Thus vein we are after is the question
an drill no further for every ponder.
It’s here found select, fame and infamy,
pack up arrive back too where we were sent.

© Adam Blewett 2016

Narcissistic lock down. Chalice III

Miss judge takes her gavel:
your arresting peace, lost at a cost.
Consuming blind an at peace, messed up,
logic spills cursed with parched ferment.
What’s best for now, quivered cheek,
arrested lusted, grace bent juices scent.
Your in order no wise crack sent,
clean up your act, reduce your taste.
Label a store, reset your barter,
splash your napkin, chance your pride.
As deciding judge, your peach filled future,
now placed without race and consensual.
Taking into account this peach.
Tucking into this peach lucid come babble.

© Adam Blewett 2016

Pass the salt. Chalice IV

Tea coffee break the merry dance day’s chance
Fuel the report the sport happy transport
A frugal display get off my driveway
Premier does a man live in a tent
Slide no flaws this way watch the canopy
Did multiply thy tray empty the hat
Order thus in charge fill this skeleton
Did you bake yearn you learn my infiltrate
Lust a mend of mind’s bend after your hour?
Deprive me of insight premier key
Never neglect increment by fools gold
Rising amongst my increment opposed
Alert to our environment climate
We are the intake of those about us

© Adam Blewett 2016

Chalice V

You pardoned my speech even though a breach
you found I was late, less the interrogate
In retrospect notice given, bailment
the rail never had cause not to run, abode
Spoke at times a tinny peel of my book
every chagrin exchange was north of France
After time I would boost your authored pen
in agreement this novel shouldn’t end
Riding second chance your seat north of France
every stop undone and my authored mend
An artful router way to obtuse; only
if everyday I could ride north of France

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice VI

Morrow a shark eats; translate incubate
gastronomic joy’s employer his pleats
No standing on the sand worthy one grand
I meant ripped genuinely ripped, found scarred
His falsetto of corrugate complete
toothpick short change boardies sent to thrifty
Ignored by plaintiff my trait my banes drool
find me invisible nobodies fool
Was to trump, be posited a millionaire
deplete sharks never swim in swimming pools
Although schooled with morrow thought be my stealth
chlorine and nylon be my naked health
Droll my perfume chlorine i will assume
that grim loss of costume sharks like perfume

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice VII

A retired Matador best worked the cape
never lost to a melee hailed unhurt
Plain and simple trained to escape the horn
a fettered twitch skeletal lame with pain
Foretold inheritance story pain enriched
the glory in part has mute the remnants
An inane drain dull pain and inert
a shot bolt below, a war in compare
Today’s weather brought to you all the same
throbbing vein rain amend or sun pretend
This arthritis will say hello guess who?
skeletal rattled a prattle within
Mapped out the alas within: element
the written cause at most part fits the chores

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice VIII

Sandy come over be my lookout tree
make armies castles and land aeroplanes
We’ll fight wars take down giant monster-claw
will make Tom next door afford our ransom
You can take command of our lemon tree
I will coat to remedy, everyone
An entrust your must, lemonade our fair
purchase spearmint, coolmint all with loose change
Shall i please them with drink cool they with aide
can have it made under the lookout tree
Come on over Sandy it will be neat
we will take control, spy on cellar-max
Ah come on Sandy, your always tied up
marriage first-class my always second last!

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice IX

Heart’s echo ticking like a metronome
life’s gradient between ingredient
Has time shown healing fleeting rays of sun
induced and felt the jazz of a photon
Scaled with hearth of every opulent night
my soul fed upon the cycle of life
Inspiration from the fabric of change
a release and exchange of growth by time
Finder seduced by the harp strings of life
from subtle beat’s the wondrous metronome
Heart strings the soul of life a rigid beat
go attached playing music that sounds match
The mundane ticking of our metronome
Has a life’s existence dancing with soul

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice X

As you traced the plateau and found a chair
the fuss self aware gluttony abreast
The plateau saturated with expense
founded through natures indelible bliss
Curbed imprint stung with honeys’ apples, pears
muster lackluster, gorged raw unprepared
Coals of desire a rapture of a beast
devoured by a menu placed with balance
Thorns of yeast a crow murderous by drone
nectar aplenty squalor my prepare
Refinement quite a feat my plateau neat
ingested seat utensils incomplete
Should’ve a bazaar visit of neglect
to correct this glossary of affect.

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice XI

My heart it flew from where I know it knew
this steely heart withdrew aghast to you
With a leap and a lunge and winding right
that pumper of mine so rightfully purged
Acting on accord that plunge bleated view
grateful thither to leg’s begin wither
A chase did succeed, strife it were with life
excuse the heart of mine as set on you
Such a bilious chase my lust withdrew
court in short view it became your menu
With fragility i come not prepared
though I prepare not dare a course despair
It were you who now knew my explain
This nix askew say you my heart lov’st true

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice XII

A noted word factory by design
in production are sentences and rhymes
Addressed to the ether binding in line
processed pending igniting wordily bind
These words are sourced with love and affection
giving immense feeling for reflection
Words resurrected for the heart, mind, soul
fed through to the ethers calming body
This product resourceful for general health
an invisible platform that bids more
This ether bearing word direct from you
manufactured from insight and your thought
All brought together filtered and tethered
to help chase the ashen out from our way

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice XIII

Mega rainbow shining so fond upon
emitting lights bright thunder with delight
Dancing in our sky impartial to size
closing dreams of lost beauty seized with awe
In a moment all anxieties fey
if to chance in collected broken dreams
Again enlightened that ingot cache
in quick display a rosary of thorns
In a heartfelt glance your memory’s drawn
the rainbows beauty I compare with you
With your healing eyes there is no surprise
riches beauty is when I am with you
It’s the dream like beauty of the rainbow
that makes my heart flow fabled in your wealth

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice XIV

One thousand years beyond those emerald eyes
swollen faded in a translucent drop
Found mesmerized are the reflective vain
should my vapor be demineralised
Lost reflective to my ephemeral eyes
to become transverse in opulent trance
Found enveloped with catatonia
ungiven our opaque eyes become sered
Transmitting light beyond to the bereft
in exchange for fleeting happiness blithe
You are possessed in enchanted stories
foretold in wealth with glory and romance
For one to envy the altruistic
to then see through feeble counterfeit eyes

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice XV

Oh fermented dreams i pay for your schemes
from thou insidious bearing lust apparent
Embroiled counsel care so dream be aware
my answer is a question do not snare
I’m thoroughly unaware of your guff
and is this not inspiration enough
Thus found lucid in night’s brer blue for you
from palpable cortex dream’s introspect
I’m glum holistic you say “we connect”
found burrowed in-time i tomorrows sum
This dreaming gleam apparent finds me you
dream now you the balmy instigator
See I mock you unaware figment bare
this core of despair will be my belief

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice XVI

It’s true you can repeat this word it shout’s
the growing nuance is quelling about this word
Absurd some fret over a better word
from this tout its a bout never unheard
Inert with a higher sense of alert
from beauty it will skirt banality
Its suggested overuse abhorrent;
this will cause a platform intolerant
From a swayed alertness of this colour
consciousness will remain of the inert
To focus on the visible pain
we are infused by this consumed amber
The purging view through this word’s restrain
Will leave our conscious strong for the inane

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice XVII

You leave excepting me opposed to talk
those last words painted a nearer place
This muddled reach existed in romance
an inglorious tune that melted hearts
Spontaneously the brush composed the
combustion binding salvation by the
Tactfully a introduction to soul
a meld of trust to bind without lost jazz
This score burnt deep overshadowing love
with a passionate scar lost to torment
Although this conquest brought us both relief
our love quietened knowing what be beneath
Rewarding an age of forgotten dream’s
this ink i spill and feel without regret

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice XVIII

Was surreal the size of this door stop
You will feel no pain it be just a meme
True it blue flirt cutting deep no weep though
Every inch of the resistance I creep
I knew him saw him lapis lazuli
I bore deep throw hurt heaped punt underscore
This man I love with jewelled heart my meme
Rowing my venomous flow of the score
Pain seducer words drive deep in the gut
Hourly’ daily read I give you boiled ink
Now this grainless thud of mine images
With this meme a gleaming cute goal to boot
This bout of impression captured for me
reflective this stone is cut to a prism

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice XIX

Handsome with stare my marsupial star
with blades of fury buried beneath fur
Brazen in nature’s euphoric hamlet
Leaves bluff enough gum’s elusive forebode
My benevolent bear leave from brusque
existence for origin I declare
Your bona-fide habitat developed
nature’s benevolent occupier
I find you blustering blunt and bearish
from a trust of bluff to being oneself
Ignited blazing with a burning soul
barefaced brazen and deeply in love
My marsupial star of the forest
I unbiasedly care that your a bear

© Adam Blewett
2016

Chalice XX

Delivering the evenings mirrored fall
i see you lost in morning’s dormant sun
Evil passenger of the coarsest throes
nature of romance exercised in death
Fewer chances more of my exhaled throws
you are always the rappey tone depth write
I fight the trust and never believe why
you finding us there in dreams of colours
Reverberating nails in black tables
masculine bell fewer you nearer me
To say what you mean time mean what you say
your intrinsic spell will always remain
That i the lost lover of servitude
will carnage in romances resistance.

© Adam Blewett
2017

Chalice XXI

Keeper of goodwill the bastion of dark
a matter of truce; standing with freewill
my algorithms digital romance
be absent this agency of prophecy
chance from good repair with shining display
this acute existential embodiment
truth with letters and mapped dark into chance
found quelling into the eye of a storm
my tempest calls your name from beyond blame
trinkets in neglect summoned coils of silver
turbulent shelter fast coiled beyond
rising seas accompanied from my script
Only this description fails transcript you
lovers dialogue outdated software

2017. Adam Blewett ©

Chalice XXII

He’s sight~
Dismissed and empty are the given totes
two of each and i impose to cipher
I rout I look I frisk each and every
the figure i meter and i cast up
In tempo we grow I crave I wale
my gullibility transposed naked
I accent forcible rhyme in restrain
accountable in repeat in exchange
Our notes are curled with imposable strength
of heaven’s guardian they sing in verse
Found reclaiming a temporal inner glow
life’s a heartbeat for infinite repeats
Of notes of beauty within a heart’s beat
Musical tones of embodied fusion

2017. © Adam Blewett

Her devil Chalice XXIII

Over indulgent words receding seep through
nebulous strains caught on beta cord
Pollens ingested on generic cube
square pupils you scallop my sight in frame
Embodied within my huntress i tame
into alien worlds of baron ordain
Somatic retort what word know her name
beggar belief rescinded you exclaim
This over indulgent ode of my name
climb of external starlight shattered moon’s
Paradoxical of apprehension
reigning star’s implode reclaiming my sight
An for your love my bride of infamy
I climb this helix land-love of fame

2017. Adam Blewett ©

javascript Chalice XXIV

Here we are of the fiend umpteen been team
glorious moments belonging to preen
global meltdown a killer of rebuff
business of tardy weather to remain
monolithic by eighteen and remain
my cohort of instantly, hourly sight
In gratification plant’s only wish
leverage for pounds of flesh menu’s loot
drone gone by day of drive home tomorrow
bittersweet yesterdays chance by romance
personal bring me my news all grandeur
tomb raiders win by delusional pass
This second cup of aroma neglect
tolls brought thought my malaise of toil be sent

2017. Adam Blewett ©

euphemism Chalice XXV

Thus I’d like to say you belong to us
corporation avenue ninety nine
His girl quick she smoked jazzy popsicles
cyber heroine player ninety nine
Chattering rings, bored walls, stationary grip
driving her crazy with a moments ease
Top score you’re deleted mastery voyeur
thou has an A frame equivalent me
Your word of ill-thought is of no meaning
shortcut player of time ingest my rhyme
Grammatically incorrect one time
salvation holds the truth mountain climber
Bestow this millennial word beneath
You languid fool i have her measured love.

2017. Adam Blewett ©

raindrops Chalice XXVI

Knowing the rain my secrets of scatter
rhythmic patter every droplet a wish
Forgotten ruse of a yesterdays blue’s
on chosen path spark’s of shadows misuse
Allowed the breached ruffled sound of courage
quelling a resist from plaintive desire;
fortunes sound records for life’s substitute
Mindful courage will ebb with succinct verse
impalement droplet this tertiary sound flows
today’s explain upon this rain drawn ink
I reclaim sunshine of a foregone week
and in thought blame love’s clarity of you
Through a maudlin eye there is no surprise
My Sunday’s are always of rainy skies.

2017. Adam Blewett ©

delusions Chalice XXVII

embodied they lost paranoids blindfold
vintage threads dissolve their scare bleeds the light
Anglo bones called nature’s last protector
words of aura spill from our centrifuge
into chasm’s of natures abandoned lore
there are pure augmented streams of muse
eclectic burrows to hyperbole
a conjured immortal quest in desire
Caesar’s atlas heavens city of gold
artworks of dark dissolving in the night
I drink from my chalice of thoughts evolved
loves a revolution a cache of bones;
from Englishman to conductors baton
pearls and dream’s we swim for vicissitudes

2017. Adam Blewett ©

accustom rum Chalice XXVIII

Drought oh you why can I get by without
leave it out think it through build with a sinew
Configure this lust I trust your frame well
forgave and return learnt a truth withheld
Conclude your ark has no one to include
we all know of your emotional foe
Many catches and latches doors and forts
knights and knaves play to blend a former end
Meet me on the page below spelt empty
it is the only thought you must have
This interlude is mine alone at sea;
mast high with a collective turn of page
Fleeting insecurities: frail outlook
sails my lost thought in a lifetime of woe

2017. Adam Blewett ©

phantoms convertible Chalice XXIX

The winds animated voice stole her shawl
a transparent laugh wisped our fray away
Shoulders garment dancing into thin air
luck i trust in the lack of lust look back
As my girl smiled with arresting blue eyes
love captured beat a rhythm in hearts blend
Shoulder my sight be love’s lustful weekend
should derisive love hold verses foretold
Skewed loves intent her garment flew dormant
her neckline in chase of heroes intent
That scarf needs rescuing her favored thread
we recline in order of bluffs blindfold
And reclaim a blue skies prized valiant lust
capturing a heart in hidden surprise.

2017. Adam Blewett ©

cursory Chalice XXX

Navigating for the mending lost heart
your intellect of loves random feelings
Saturated by witching of wisdom
here broken in loves monochrome of fear
Dramatic emotive thoughts of neglect
suspended and sparring lost clouds of love
Finite repeats of voyages shallow soul
your love in vogue for paternal inquest
Should lost clouds of wealth bequest second chance
remedied with zeal-colour and romance
Nature’s furtive value of lands and girth
to roam in-saturated wealth of chance
A gift of life free from idiocracy
Subjected in love a maternal may

2017. Adam Blewett ©

INVITRO Chalice XXXI

again my lump of insane caught in thought
this hollow land your sovereign of gold
Loves nub of cheer i belong to this cup
you post racked by lore pillar to a host
Seas bound by two-thousand years of boiled blood
poor lump of body firm in sky’s label
Of learned in part nurtured of a whole
these tears they lumber and infuse with gold
Your bourne from distilled drops of bluest sky
sands of environment saved by the truth
My silver duct of mercury-tempered
mental you be two-thousand of decree
My heart beat’s for the hottest little treat
With equal nails you draw my tears of gold

2017. Adam Blewett ©

popcorn and pear Chalice XXXII

So it shall end as it all once began
so in rolling credits this guy’s reply
This gift of bane truly lies within fame
enclosed with four walls the sky becomes yours
Health, romance all love and wealth your skies chance;
this artist’s view of stolen mindset chance
Walls they are placed by skill: occupation
in costumes sort from busy parks and lots
Scored by the artist’s bloodshed of popcorn
scored with fear redemption and heresy
A scene played by oneself to the end-near
protectors garment my four walls and you
Of theatres play an actor i do dwell
Now his left this room it’s just me and you

2017. Adam Blewett ©

tricksy Chalice XXXIII

I hear with fear, my pen be with a sword
to these lauded groups of colour we chide
It is wealth with gold and warmth with person
we have a freedom with the bluest skies
So knave you make these monochrome mice pink
yes pink then we can scare pink elephants
This heard of elephant and write them down
fear there is no sound you be not afraid
I see you write; voice frail you have my braille,
haste them by thrice, thy will all fall from sky:
Make amends my artistic sky of pen
these elephant will fall and crunch our lunch
Learned of sight be pragmatic you fool
This word of blue be red and hue of Pink.

2017. Adam Blewett ©

naught Chalice XXXIV

Archived at a ridiculous height
love conviction has my retention
Behave and blend without apprehension
which word I know yet allowed wont to cry
Small walls in quadrant baled with steel and mesh
hauled with proof, should life revolve in and out
Word’s mound this archive you have me bound
the camels bleat love’s ridicule they’ll spool
Her retention a mention in loves vain
rodents and rabbit’s exhibit with my bane
Lest forget the maze you will be blessed tall
to inhabit within walls me and all
You can fight this apprehension alone
I have found little creatures love in time

2017. Adam Blewett ©

Mind’s Ale. Chalice XXXV

He swept forth as to quell lust and desire
a brainchild required his thumbprint lacquered
Mothers tongue full he rose gilded nuptial
a love tonic tedium from back page news
Where as loves cradled ineptitude soon
refined that mind a vessel the see shore
Unprepared in wait my slither of moon
this textual bleed the heart as to remain
This heart i would sell and rake a poem
for this i cut out mothers tongue, third-rung
It has the always to note self-appeal
infinite number I long to be you
Absorbed within i have become my kin
The kind The hurtful, sharing love and sin

2017. Adam Blewett ©

Mortality abused Chalice XXXVI

Her desert our grips of grains refine time
will heart jump on a flame-less bed of fire
Ancestral spectators all been struck blind
oceans well your alkali not too dwell
Heart mapped the escarpment they call woman
this womb of hatred he climb’s for her nigh
Salts of inertia oceans crust be mine
hearts leap with desire to expel love’s heat
If a thousand cure with flames desire
her love will fasten to grains of lost salt
Love’s proof a woman will walk on water
of salt of earth she was born our Daughter
No desert or ocean will bound her soul
Not given to hatred a life that quell

2017. Adam Blewett ©

Chalice XXXVII

Should she be post-modern nepotism
little girl pushy without any-trend
You were lost to the belly of the beast
to fulsome of yesterday’s ill liqueur
Soaring thrice as high be nigh loving sky
my girl she tippy-toe on the moon’s-scape
Her playground a feast for a fool liqueur
onus with merriment father’s happiness
Her love was shared and the why’s didn’t matter
for her play was to be hung from the moon
A share for care that give to manifest
and your impetuous yeast she will cry
Should this moon be fragile of our memory
The echo of resilience be many

2017. Adam Blewett ©

Chalice XXXVIII

Time hath no place and money hath no scorn
of eclectic emotion i betray
In solitude swims a revolution
words borne into the eye of the tempest
My love hath no fear the rains have all cleared
this aptitude has recourse of brilliance
Page’s visible touch her cheeks they blush
of loves emotion to spell the tempest
Resourceful the internal energy
nuptial entrapment her beauty i bind
Loves cape: i am drawn this custom forlorn
and mourn resilience; i enter the storm
Defeated in-time i bury my lust
To embrace the spray and in-trace for warmth

2017. Adam Blewett ©

retts&wine Chalice XXXIX

Solemn manic eyes praise the tempered fool
mind weather vane has polar too insane
Her sultry way explains away days-noon
blue umbrella or rains everyone’s love
Killing hearts, adopting her misty eyes
not today you see today will be fine
She chisels with sisterhood, you should know
my silence-a-bay by the night time star’s
To crushed to know to mad to leave today
the elements of her dream’s are in you
Thou depth delusions deeply of grandeur
miss matching loves caged element ‘you fool’
So shape every day and cross every night,
should; Sun unfold to meld my love for you

2017. Adam Blewett ©

Chalice XL

Our impressionist he will lose by naught
my game live on display for all to sigh
Tamed by the spontaneous rivers flow
forged earth just another weeping-Jesus
His cast in our plays of retribution
solution to tighten his crown of thorn’s
Loves exhibition saved by numb-struck will
inhibition drills faceless ambition
Obscenities foretold loves breadth they hold
called not by whats on display you’re to soft
These floods they awe in a priceless today
show vexed just another weeping please-us
Should you not betray in wealthier way
crimson river of a weeping please us

2017. Adam Blewett ©

stale Chalice XLI

It was a defective button round there
adapting to a particular suit
A waiter’s suite from top floor compunction
it was adapted to a small annexe
Time I took to take its button to make
i mumble through the gradient intake
I the fool that lost defective button
will bare alone try’s not of hypnotize
The apartment’s fool has her buttons ware
so baby bare is this how i see their
Inside outside inn an annex you bear
bear-side-outside annexed with what you wear
I am out side-in looking upside-down
Your downside up suited in button’s there

2017. Adam Blewett ©

Chalice XLII

All good does not rhyme in a blue sorrow
it was at best our lunches by the sea
Each evening i would chase the falling star’s
as hope receding pools should fill my heart
In the old of skipping a maudlin rock
her beauty saddened with each fluttered beat
Distant constellations stars the embers
that has brought the heart to tumble in time
So i sent her the embers of my lust
gifting her day with a brightened display
Sharing trouble or staring at those pool’s
love managed by a rhyme both hearts played bare
Where goodbye’s were never lost to the sea
for time and sorrow grew world’s apart

2017. Adam Blewett ©

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