Posts Tagged ‘poetry’

… “NO NEED”

June 23, 2014

The ‘title’ could have been “AZURE Liked IT” but, the (hopeful) openness of posting something that an OLDER ADULT would “comprehend” changed it. As time has placed its many “rings” around the eyes I’ve had the constant ‘PAN-ISH’ “insta-urge” toward Females become more of an appreciation of what they represent, rather than what they may “feel” like. The passage of  ‘attempted parenthood’ and coming to notice that most are just pretty containers of my own genetically matched poison. Thus the truer title…

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The strength

of Passion’s memory

the vagueness

of each “cause”

the “pride’

of its ‘durations’

be it tears

or gasp’s applause

 

‘Tis youth

that seeks to “conquer”

the gates of ‘damp’ success

in “AGE”

the zeal’s gone hunkered

athletics gone duress

 

But replay

brings back “feeling”

to parts

thought “gone to seed”

the mind

wants parts past willing

the parts

remind “NO NEED”

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… and distance

June 8, 2014

There are causes to “reasons” for the “actions we choose to, or not “to”. This is about THAT. When it’s involving a someone that has piqued “the fancy” it tends to “be” a ‘dangerous’, at the least UNWISE, decision in this day and, of (my) age.  “Functions” are well “practiced”, at the least I know what finger goes to the ear that is itching. As for responding to emotion… THAT is a LOST un-“perfected” ABILITY.

So, here I sit at the keyboard, telling an unknown someone of this confusion that has made me try to organize its telling. It may be an interest, in that you’ve stumbled across the categorical header of placement.

Here below is an emotional crux that HAD to be distributed. The best hope is that even if the causant recognizes their “place” the hope is that they slough it off to their musational abilities.

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I thought that I was
too old for this
a comment
to simple words
written in the moment
of recognition’s haste

“hello” to you
you’ve a mind that creates
spaced and driven
by others’ being near you
I haven’t such luxury

thank goodness for distance
because I’m best taken
“through” my words
presense may have you running
away from the Ogre
that ‘was’ ME

it’s funny of how the ending
of another story
of ‘Beauty’ transforming her muse
I do believe that I can
and WILL avoid such
by appreciating her
words and distance

… your tail IS DONE

April 26, 2014

(http://www.washingtonpost.com/politics/rep-michael-grimm-indicted-according-to-people-familiar-with-case/2014/04/25/b65659b4-ccbf-11e3-95f7-7ecdde72d2ea_story.html)

(http://www.haaretz.com/1.587423)

(http://www.nationalgeographic.com/grimm/index2.html)

(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grimm_%28TV_series%29) *

(http://www.history.com/news/the-dark-side-of-the-grimm-fairy-tales)
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POLITICS: (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Politics)… “meaning “of, for, or relating to citizens”) is the practice and theory of influencing other people on a civic or individual level.”

POLY-TICKS: (“Omegetymon”)…

Poly= MANY/ (http://www.thefreedictionary.com/poly-)

TICK: a.) (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tick) B.) (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tick)

SEE.) A ‘GROUP’ of AMBUSH “hunting”, DISEASE transmitting Insects that are selected every TWO , or FOUR, Years to render “good JUDGEMENTS” for the CITIZENRY that they REPRESENT. ( Not to REPREHEND.)

As we are getting more “business” types into the TWO houses of representation the recent U.S. Supreme Court ruling on FINANCING,

https://www.google.com/#q=supreme+court+on+campaign+finance+ruling),

IS looking like a “FRATERNAL” FRANCHISE OPPORTUNITY. All “they” have to do is “show” their district’s SHEEP’S SKINS. And, the path ahead is “looking” like there’s going to be A LOT of SNAKE OIL to be distributed NATIONWIDE.

And, here’s a GREAT IDEA:

'NOUGH SAID!

‘NOUGH SAID!

 

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the story starts so easy
the innocence sincere
but most folk didn’t gander
great handshake leading lear

like hiding under ‘bridges’
have Snow White as her “prince”
though HOW you got to where you are
is making colleagues wince

’tis time for new selections
of who makes rules where from
once “upright” reversed reflection
brother Grimm your tail IS DONE

… that’s called HELL

April 1, 2014

I MUST lead in by this avenue. I’ve written about the VARIOUS trials of being an individual with a “smidgen” of imagination, a lifetime of blessed for having a permanent tan and the CONTINUING ‘struggle’ of  residing within a “community” that considers its “type” of “dominance ” to warrant ANY style of historical abuse it CAN get away with.

Couple this to the above scenarios being reported TO the “highest” entity possible, seeking assistances to the ridding, or at least a recognition, warning and, LAW-FILLED recompence  DUE for the nefarious renderings. Living in a micro-geologically stunted zone of folk that participated in a few of the the American-Antebellum Atrocities of the mid(-to-‘continued’) through late TWENTIETH Century. Little Aluminum boxes arranged to give comradeship to folk that “are waiting”. Toss in ‘one’ younger adherent to ‘the old ways’ and, there IS that renewed zeal, familiar… only in need of an old, familiar target. I’ve seen some nice “Sugar-Bowls” in my travels. But, to have ” settled” amongst the “grand-ewe-awls” is making me fully aware of Emmitt’s last month.

I have been addressed as:

1.)Billie Thomas, who’s stage moniker was that of a dark-grain cereal.

2.) Arnold’s last two-quarters of his last name, with the substitution of a vowel.

3.) Associated in the fathering, (“Illegitimate, OF COURSE!), of a child that WOULD have been an ELEPHANT by way of the gestation period… WITH a 58 year old Woman related to the NEIGHBOR-HOOD gossip MONGER.

EVEN as THIS NATION has ALLOWED for one NOT as GEORGE BALANCHINE “requested” of the view of his Ballerinas… “ that a ballerina’s skin should be the color of a peeled apple”… to “lead” the underlying thoughts of wrong continue. And, do so EVEN WITH the test prez.

I wrote, probably for the last time, Our President. At the following of what was delivered is a “bit”, ( a tool for controlling a ruminid.), to the Hominids I live within the vicinity of.

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(http://www.whitehouse.gov/contact/submit-questions-and-comments)
SIR, I believe that I AM making the LAST request for assistance that YOU may HAVE a “HOPE” in. Your Daughters have GROWN into Womanhood, as I HAVE, (AS TOO MANY OTHERS.), been left to LANGUISH during my MOST PRODUCTIVE MENTAL time. Is there a wonder as to why the economy IS a sore polyp, without the padding of SOMETHING in the WALLET to “take the pressure off”?
The time is almost “up” and, you’ll leave to a nice sunset… while the rest of us /U.S. have THE PROMISES, without the FRUITIONS.
The letter “will” make a nice coaster, equal to the job of the subordinates “helping” you at this moment. The INACTION of the agencies that ARE to protect THE CITIZENRY have been shown to be as crass as the C.E.O.s of GM and TARGET. There is NO-ONE to PROTECT, let alone SERVE “for the COMMON GOOD. I asked for help and, got a “nice” ocher envelope with vague recognitions of DASTARDLY actions ‘perpe-traitored’ by those who hold THEIR rights as “higher” than those THAT SERVE for the GREATER GOOD.
As close as you tell the world of your “knowledge” of “embibements” you’ve lost the view somewhere from Pennsylvania Ave.
The world has NO NEED of a “PROTECTOR’S” blusters, that cannot save his own village.
Sincerely (QUITE!),
D’Ellis R. McCammon
(This is NOT how “the Irish” treat one another.) NOTHING HAS BEEN DONE. As WE are seeing that “Hope” left for vacation six years ago.This note IS the saddest moment I have had to initialize in a very long time.I DON’T “expect” anything from this point on. 04/01/2014
this is an antagonym of the date.
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Thank You!

Thank you for contacting the White House.

President Obama is committed to creating the most open and accessible Administration in history. That begins with taking comments and questions from you, the American people, through our website.

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TO: The MONGERS of Scarlett Manor

 

the destination when have left shell

self designation KNOWN all too well

lost consecration by ego’s swell

hate’s coronation leaves lifetime smells

lies instigation false blames to tell

quote’s gestations so hard to quell

wrong’s appellation IS that your BELL

heat’s sequestration yes that’s called HELL

… I won’t dread

January 22, 2014

I, ah, tempt

two strop bye

many sites

to sharpen

just this place

twilled of gray threads

overcharged

the weave

will mesh some heads

though not as bright

as wish to be

the ‘niqueness

has its trace

fore as I read

what many’ve cast

it’s new that

I won’t dread

bear-11

The PONDER BEAR.

… far too many’s “SHIPS”

December 15, 2013

[JUST IN CASE] you haven’t noticed, that the “World” that held such promise in YOUR youth, that “SOMETHING” isn’t quite right.

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what fun these smoke and mirrors
the fears dreamed of for “fact”
as business schemes get clearer
less jobs “Sam’s” dream to lack

we’re told that things are failing
while ceilings funds grow weight
electeds worths derailing
LIBERTUS the work of Saints

but the carrots just get bigger
causing trots to THEY know where
best and brightest say “GO FIGGER”
sup with Lions in THEIR LAIR

fade the “Greatest Generation”
trade their industies for SLACK
brush the wool slow ruminations
‘cept for funds don’t want no black

there’s no cake when there’s no “sugar”
there’s no fruit through “winter’s” grip
an economy close to full rigor
laws torpedo far too many’s SHIPS

++++++++++++Just a gathering of data:

[Your “IP” makes more money than just ads.]

[NOT JUST FOR TERRORISTS ANYMORE]

[“AFFLUENZA”]

[“GETTING BY”]

[“TRICKLED THROUGH WHAT“]

[ANYONE ELSE GETS A MINIMUM TEN YEARS] (“Page Not Found.”)

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Just simple folk

they take for joke

until the when

to ballot bend

though few know

that one percent throw

the bones they fetch

on YOU they wretch

SO blind

October 2, 2013

tea party Jokesters

they sit, fat
WITH YOUR MONIES
and, think CON– TENT-ED-LEY
which crisis can
‘WE’ build today
From SEA to (OIL SHALED) SEA?

How may we
cause “them” PUCKERS
leave ALL DNA behind
and, as we add their SOURED Grapes
to mix a toxic W(H)INE

the “darkling” half
makes us look daft
how “could” we wait
so long

my neighbor
down there ’bout a mile
won’t stop around for ‘Tea’

looks ahead
as driving by
just FINGER
do I see

the VETERAN
he’s now NINETY-THREE
showed me
HOW HE DOTS “AN EYE”

the Wife
wiped Habanero Juice
‘across the toilet seat
still LAUGHTER through the “CRY”

as colleagues
sit all front to back
with knife prints
on their jacks

the Asses
bray a loud distain
Constituants
never coming back

and Boehner
knows about rivers
from near one
they do tell

but, water
stops most fires
not this time
’cause it’s hot as… WELL

agendas
need be THOUGHT-FULL
votes with all
IN MIND

just what was
in that mourning tea
that made US all

SO BLIND

AM I BLLUUUEEEE!

A Joy’s Dilemma

November 24, 2012

Why does LOVE
come calling on Me
when I’m without?

Why does it
KISS my ear and cheeks
when “life”
itself’s in doubt?

Am I to be as MOSES
given tools to give
but,to people who refuse
to use them?

Though not a “great” Man
I can understand JOB’S pain
my children were “taken”
by attitude.

And, as distant “SON”.
I too speak light “proverbs”
and distribute ichthys and grains.

But, I keep walking
the path that has yielded
to others…
and, stones keep jumping
in my shoes.

It’s funny,
that in so short a time
that GOD has cut me off
from the treasures
that I lead others to…

BUT, I NEVER struck that
“ROCK”
and yet,
I “know” where Paradise IS.

That DASTARD Beast REMISED

October 27, 2012

Being extremely ‘LAZY’ AND acutely O.C.D., (Obsessesive Compulsive DISORDER.), can be a “blessing” for one that “needs” to “talk” obsessively. There’s “so much” to express but, the ‘time’ for which can try the obsession to “UTTER”.LOAD the cartridge containing the emotion of “LOVE” and the “reward” is a set of fraternal twins with the tics of Tourette syndrome… answering the others’ expressions.

That’s just the way that I have to explain why I’m placing what I am now. There’s a “SPECIAL…” arriving into my… and I am the guy that explained my solitary business by telling someone ” that I WOULD rather be ALONE, than SORRY”. “SOMEONE” has torn that notice to ATOMS.

accused, NOT heinous
THIS I AM
by TEST, TOSSED to ROAM
though NOT to LAM

my goals have changed
looking, rearranged
this BEAUTY landed
is “LOVE” deranged

the years are long
calm, NEVER kind
to shrink lost thoughts
to ease fogged minds

porschencula sought
but, not yet built
held under waves
for else’s guilts

I’LL wear the clown suit
for only so long
removed, and soon
to humble, STRONG

as this sweet BEAUTY
teach by glow
asks “take my HEART
I’m YOURS you KNOW”

I walk same streets
my “friends” don’t see
that “DASTARD”, BEAST
that ONCE WAS ME
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But, for ALL of this one has to remember the wisdom of Mrs. Pinnochio…”LOVE is a MANY SPLINTERED thing”.
As PAUL HARVEY would leave us…”Good DAY!”

Lyrics In Search of a Tune: Again

October 17, 2011

Sometimes I listen to “musictv” and get inspired. Here I go again…

“Bye Bye, Baby”

What’s that, what you’re telling me
did I just hear good-bye?
You told me (Hey)”You belong to ME”
or was that just a slight beige lie?

Old school, bat the eyes, flick-a-Hip
your “rep-ree-twah” is tried
I was just the Mule for your School books
Time’s lapsed, and you still chase pretty guys

Thanks, “DEAR”, thank you for the test
tear-soaked wings won’t let you fly
Young love gets baggied, no preserves
love “forever”, let’s laugh until we cry

Bye bye baby, I guess it’s time to go
Bye bye baby, go ‘head and let your “feeling” flow
Bye bye baby, I guess I should’ve known
Bye bye baby, my friend are sayin’ “man… told you so

That’s all yawl. The genre “of” said Blues, but, there’s GOT to be ‘Wolfgang Yankovic Zappa’ out there to muddle the maestro-mindset.