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DO-WHAT-YOU-WANT, FOR GOODNESS’ SAKE!😁😊🤗🤐

“TURNING A BLIND EYE!” a poem. 24 June 2018 SUNDAY

There are NO NEEDS here – only-WANTS!

So: Go-SAVE-The-Whales, or

Go on hunts!

You need not live; you need not die;

God don’t care; no tears He’ll cry!

Just want you want is all She’ll do,

And GOD, she loves a war or two!

Domestic Violence?

Or PEACE at Home!?

God loves a short – or-a longer poem!

Whatever you want! It’s up to YOU;

You can paint IT red – or paint it blue;

You-can-sleep all day, or stay awake,

DO-WHAT-YOU-WANT, FOR GOODNESS’ SAKE!

God don’t have no Master Plan, although religions like to fan, The-Ashes-of- Need – to fit their agendas – Go-to-Heaven-or-Hell! No-one-cares-where-they send-us!

{ACTUALLY! YOU DO!}

IF you want to go there, to-there-you’ll-soar!

IF you change your mind, you can just stay poor,

And-it’s-as-easy to marry a rich man, HON,

As a poor one, so, come-on, have your fun!

WHAT DO YOU WANT? A: An interesting ride,

Gonna take your life? Then – you’ve DIED!!

THEN – you’ll rise again – or take a rest,

WHATEVER YOU WANT; BE MY GUEST:

Whether you live or whether you die,

THERE ARE NO NEEDS – FOR THE ALL-SEEING-EYE! 🙂

fin. <3

You must take cute pills!😁😂🤣😅😊🤗

“SILLY DOES IT!” a.k.a.: “How To Tell IF You’re Dealing With A Social Democrat!” June 25, 2018 Monday.

You must take cute pills!

Do you take cute pills?

I-used to take cute pills,

BUT I RAN OUT!

My prescription expired, so

I’m drinking more water!

Do you drink water?

IT RELIEVES MY GOUT!

And also some sunshine, on your sweet face,

Some wind and rain enhances-your-grace;

(Please) Remember to breathe, at least once a day:

It’ll keep your World – from being too gray!

Yea! I know I’m silly, but I don’t try hard!

My friend Jesus’s-also-silly (pause)

He’s my pard!

We’re both kinda silly, running in the breeze,

Getting us some sunshine – and playing with the bees!

Drinking us some water – and trying* to be cute:

Jesus and me (pause)

We like to “hoot,”

And breathe pretty deep, at least once a day,

And-try-to-do-some-good-stuff,

ALONG THE WAY!

We avoid a lot o’ serious; Don’t think that’s where it’s at;

We prefer to breathe-get-sun-and-wind (pause)

He’s-a-Social-Democrat!**

fin. <3

    • but not very hard!! 🙂

** – Whatever the heck that is!! 🙂

“I FOUND A ‘10!’“😁😀😐🤔🤗

“I FOUND A ‘10!’“ a poem.

I don’t know what her name is, or if she has a car,

But (pause)

I-see-her-here-and-there –

This-girl-could-take-me-far!!

With a face just like an angel (pause)

And (pause)

A smile to boot!

IF I had a million bucks, I’d give her all my loot,

‘Cause I think she should be showered – with everything there is,

JUST BECAUSE SHE’S HER (pause)

A warm and tender mizz.

I don’t know why she’s STUNNING; I don’t know why she’s here;

I just think she’s adorable – and, you know, my ONLY fear,

Is that some day she’ll vanish, and-I-won’t-see-her-again,

Yes, YES! She is SO stunning –

She is a perfect “10!” (Whew!)

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And the sky’ll be vanilla, and there’s-no-room to-be-bored😁😂🤣😃😆

“WHEN IT’S TOO MUCH TO BEAR!” a poem. Monday – 25 June 2018

When things’re too hard and things’re too bad,

What can you do with all of THAT SAD?

EXCEPT – simply CRATER!

And pray for quick death,

From a God-you-don’t-believe-in,

Or you can shoot up some “meth,”

Or take-cocaine – or-some-pot – or a bourbon-and-lime,

And go to The Bar – and tip Jeff a dime,

Or seek out some comfort – from “the gals in The Street,”

Who may be infected from their nose to their feet!

What can you do? CONFINE YOURSELF TIGHT?

And shield your house –

From fresh air and light!?

And get real pale? Watch lots of TV?

Maybe-glance-at-a-book, or read poetry by ME?

What-cha gonna do? When you’re nowhere in sight?

And you’ve lost-the-will-to-live: NO SENSES; NO MIGHT!

Well, I have-got an idea! (pause)

Let’s turn up the cooler – and climb into bed,

And kiss there and cuddle, until we’re both dead,

OR – maybe – in-our-state-of-lonesome-and-dread,

We’ll sing “a new song,” and we’ll peek out our head,

And all-things’ll-be-different! NO MORE THREATS, DRUGS & LORDS!

Just SMILING FRIENDS, who’ve taken their swords,

And their wisdom and wiles, they’ve traded for dirt,

Sex toys and sun dials – and you can-not-be-hurt,

And the sky’ll be vanilla, and there’s-no-room to-be-bored,

And our eyes are like children’s, and all worries have “shored,”

On a far-distant island, in a make believe ocean,

And our mantra’s “SHALOM,” with much honey and lotion!!

Well, IF you can conceive IT, it’s already here,

Nothing to fret about; nothing to fear,

Just holding hands, on a beach, with The Sun,

And I’ll kiss your sweet lips,

For OUR POEM, It is done! 🙂 – AND – just begun!!

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I breathe myself life – I CAN-be his wife😁😀😎😋

“AS I SIT IN MY ‘LITTLE ROOM,’ DECIDING WHO’S ACTING UPON WHOM … “ a poem. June 26, 2018 {Tuesday}

Are we more than our bodies? YOU’ll-have-to-decide,

IF: Disgruntled Employee,

Or Employer With Pride!

I’m SURE you can blend them, these two points of view,

But consider, my darling,

Which one – shall you do?

ROLE 1 {employEE} Key Words: blame – acted upon – vague – dark – closed

I GOT the flu; HE did it!

I GOT a virus; SHE did it!

I slipped and fell,

And don’t feel well!

They did not sweep before my path – so-I-have-this-righteous-wrath!

YOU! and you – You stop it NOW;

No, I really don’t know how!

I DON’T-WANT-”A COW;” I don’t like milk;

I WANT a dog, named “Shiny Silk,”

And silk and satin, all fabric new,

Don’t-make-me ill, with-your-rustic hue!

Don’t-we-have-a-choice? Our focus in life? / Yes, balance is King, but you-can-use your knife; / your sharp discernment, as you go – / through YOUR life – YOUR STORY, YOU KNOW: / So, we’ve just looked OUTWARD, and-been-reacted on – / BUT YOU CAN LOOK WITHIN; then you’re no pawn. / And-you-can-be-in-charge, just consider this: / (pause) “poetic dichotomy” – and-remember-to-kiss!*

ROLE 2: {employER} Key Words: thanks – one – action – clear – light – open

I like to REST – and CAN-send-for-The-Best,

IF “friends” come “infected,” I have-so-directed,

HIM, next to me – touching my knee,

I breathe myself life – I CAN-be his wife,

And NO-acquaintance-I’ll-forget,

I’VE SUMMONED ALL, I”LL BET! ** (pause)

With Love’s desire, I-am-so-”negative,” 🙂

ATTRACTING-“PLUS SIGNS,” my-Life-to-give.

THEN, ALL THESE THINGS I CAN ACCEPT,

Because IT-WAS-I; I’m so adept!! 🙂

At bringing “these ones” to my house,

Even-the-cockroach, and The Mouse,

SO, NO ONE COMES, EXCEPT I CALL –

BLESS EACH ONE; WE’LL HAVE A BALL!

I CAN

Be HAPPY – for ALL I SEE,

I’ve done it all, for You and Me! <3

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    • your existence, with “something special!”

** – [NO ONE CAN COME TO ME, EXCEPT “THE FATHER” WHICH HATH SENT ME “DRAW” HIM!! John 6:44] Yet, [I and THE Father are ONE! John 10:30] Thus, “You draw that which is in your life unto yourself!” The Mystic Poet.

* – Sometimes you just need a good-ol’ fashioned mud bath!🤣😂😁😀

“EQUANIMITY!” a poem. a.k.a.: “When L Declares Love For O, But Despises V And E, O May Soon Be Despised As Well, Heaven Forbid!” June 26, 2018 Tuesday Two-fers.

Try to learn this lesson; try to learn it well:

Try to learn the lesson, so your life will not be Hell!

THIS-HERE’S,

“THE DECEPTION” (which is):

{YOU-CAN-GET-”THE-GOOD”-WITHOUT-”THE-BAD!”}

Haven’t we progressed enough,

To-learn-(IT’S)-NOT-SO!?

How sad!

For-IF-you-all yearn for X plus,

X-minus will be there!

It is the nature of The Beast; have I not laid it bare?

The moment you judge one thing, it opens up the door,

Materializing THE OTHER – Why are we at war?

Because we like to opt for PEACE! Can’t we let That go?

For IF YOU GRASP TRANQUILITY, CONFLICT YOU WILL KNOW!

BLESSED EQUANIMITY – LEAVES EVERYTHING ALONE,

Accepting simply WHAT IT IS – is – ROMANCING OF THE STONE!

Which means, ACCEPT OR LOVE EACH THING,

It may NOT reciprocate,

But, that’s just fine, My Valentine – so let’s relax our fate:

Please, My Dearest, travel lightly and don’t get too embroiled,

With wanting things you think are pure:

YOU’RE-also-PERFECT-WHEN-YOU’RE-”SOILED!” * 🙂

fin. <3

    • Sometimes you just need a good-ol’ fashioned mud bath!

* – Sometimes you just need a good-ol’ fashioned mud bath!😎😁🤣😂😅😅

“EQUANIMITY!” a poem. a.k.a.: “When L Declares Love For O, But Despises V And E, O May Soon Be Despised As Well, Heaven Forbid!” June 26, 2018 Tuesday Two-fers.

Try to learn this lesson; try to learn it well:

Try to learn the lesson, so your life will not be Hell!

THIS-HERE’S,

“THE DECEPTION” (which is):

{YOU-CAN-GET-”THE-GOOD”-WITHOUT-”THE-BAD!”}

Haven’t we progressed enough,

To-learn-(IT’S)-NOT-SO!?

How sad!

For-IF-you-all yearn for X plus,

X-minus will be there!

It is the nature of The Beast; have I not laid it bare?

The moment you judge one thing, it opens up the door,

Materializing THE OTHER – Why are we at war?

Because we like to opt for PEACE! Can’t we let That go?

For IF YOU GRASP TRANQUILITY, CONFLICT YOU WILL KNOW!

BLESSED EQUANIMITY – LEAVES EVERYTHING ALONE,

Accepting simply WHAT IT IS – is – ROMANCING OF THE STONE!

Which means, ACCEPT OR LOVE EACH THING,

It may NOT reciprocate,

But, that’s just fine, My Valentine – so let’s relax our fate:

Please, My Dearest, travel lightly and don’t get too embroiled,

With wanting things you think are pure:

YOU’RE-also-PERFECT-WHEN-YOU’RE-”SOILED!” * 🙂

fin. <3

    • Sometimes you just need a good-ol’ fashioned mud bath!

Behind-prison-walls – eventually-”walk!”😁😎🤗

“IN PRAISE OF ARMORED GUYS!” a poem. June 26, 2018 Tuesday.

Even the-so-called “vile” ones – are missed, eventually,

For people start-to-desire – “their presence,” tangentially!

These “vile fiends,” we spurn and lock,

Behind-prison-walls – eventually-”walk!”

For, we find, without their essence,

Life-can-be-boring – a-sad “incessance,”

That comes from their absence; we need them around,

To react and to shrink – from their vile sound!

They’re black, and they’re course –

Long p—p–s, of course,

And girls-understand,

The-Lust! “Dirty hand!”

That gets so extended,

We’ve not comprehended,

That all of us share,

The same underwear!

When you get a round tuit,

“White”’s fine – yes, we knew-it,

That pendulums swing,

Big c – – – s now the thing?

And, then, small ushers in,

On the head of a pin!

We all dance and romance and, by chance, usher LANCE-e-

LOT’s armor that’s “hot,”

Back to sweet Camelot,

‘llowing-Guinevere to-escape,

From The Nunnery’s drape,

With The Snake’s potent grape,

OFFERED HER, JUST TO TAKE,

And run-run-away –

To a fine, joyous day,

That’s been waiting,

I say:

“’Armored Guys,’ show the way!” 🙂 – Oh, my!

fin. <3

“TIME TO WAKE UP (OR, AT LEAST, OPEN YOUR EYES)!”💙💙💙👅👅

“TIME TO WAKE UP (OR, AT LEAST, OPEN YOUR EYES)!” a poem. a.k.a.: “Birthday Card, On A Deathbed!” June 27, 2018 (Wednesday)

“NOTHING AROUND HERE APPEARS TO BE LASTING!” she thought, one blustery day,

“My relationships, my looks … all’s-fleeting – and, I guess, that is OK!

For I seem unable – to-maintain-things I choose:

My spouse, my shape, my wealth, my health –

All I’m bound to lose;

All these things, I know, I need to keep my peace of mind!”

These-things, the SPEECHLESS, BLIND girl,

Dying-(on her deathbed), ‘SIGNED!’

I arrivEd, in the nick of time,

Before she could complete her rhyme,

To-remind-my-darling, deaf-dumb-and-”dark,”

She needn’t be (pause) so very stark!

It’s true,” said I; “but you’re NOT interred!”

Her tears and whimpers, there, I stirred,

Her senses, as I spoke to one,

Who could not hear – a single pun,

I had for her – and NO SONG WOKE,

HER FROM – HER MALAISE,

And-that’s-no-joke!

YET, STILL I SPOKE, WITH LOVE AND JOY, TO TELL HER THINGS SHE MIGHT EMPLOY; LIKE: “NOTHING LASTS, HERE-OR-ABROAD!” and “NOTHING ENDS, WHEN LOVE DOTH PROD – – – US-AROUND, CLUTCHING FAITH WITH HOPE!”

(pause)

“Why tell me this!!!! You great, big dope!?

I can not hear a word you say; and-I-can-not-speak,

On any day!”

SO, THERE –

She broke that silence-of-fear,

And acknowledged,

SHE COULD HEAR!

And speak and see,

Just fine, thought I!

I glanced the sparkle in her eye,

As-she agreed,

IN-ANGELIC-TONES:

“NOTHING LASTS; CREATION MOANS! YET – ENDINGS ALWAYS WILL GIVE RISE, TO FRESH BEGINNINGS, IN OTHER SKIES!” *

fin. <3

    • Le Sigh!