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“A TRADITIONAL MEMORIAL DAY: America 🇺🇸

“A TRADITIONAL MEMORIAL DAY: 2018?!” a poem. May 30, 2018. {Wednesday}

From FAR AWAY and long ago,

My “Daddio” did speak:

“In knowledge, IS there power? To me, it’s mostly GREEK!”

Some-say: “KNOWING-IS-ADVANTAGE!”

Others: “There’s NO TRUTH!”

But, really – who doth REALLY know! Just look:

There’s-much-‘uncouth!’

Do actions speak much louder, than ever words can show?

Does-everything-have-its-season? Well, I don’t really know!

Is love about some sacrifice? – and whatever-does-that-mean?

Letting go!

Holding on!

Great mysteries we’ve seen!

The PAST?-it’s-gone-Things-so-uncertain, and WHAT WILL WE DO NOW,

To demonstrate a-bit of wisdom and preserve our “Holy Cow!”

I offer THIS MEMORIAL – to those both near and far:

CHERISH “THEN,”

LOVE-RIGHT-NOW,

AND TWINKLE, LIKE A STAR! 🙂

fin. ❤

Savior Who Never Came!”🕊

“THE ONLY WAY!” a poem. a.k.a.: “The Savior Who Never Came!” Sunday: 05/20/2018.

THE ONLY WAY a poem. 05/20/2018 Sunday a.k.a. : “THE SAVIOR WHO NEVER CAME!”

We waited, waited LONG (so long) expecting-your-arrival,

OUR SAVIOR, whom we trusted: The Key to Our Survival!

As days and weeks and months went by, our resolutions wavered,

“Why?” we asked; “Oh, why, so long?” Our tears we often savored,

Waiting for your fine return, THE YEARS BETRAYED OUR MASTER!

The love we THOUGHT (s)he had for us – was FALSE; we faced disaster!

As generations pushed on by, the sacred, written promise –

Of Love and Joy and Peace DID FADE! And, now, it was Good Thomas,

The Doubtful One, we had become, for when “the signs dry up,”

THERE’S ONLY DOUBT – SO, we don’t “look” – and long ago, the cup /

Of salvation, peace and hope –

WAS LOST! SO SHALL WE MERELY COPE?

With every day existence? Our gray and mundane lives?

We now do share, and we don’t care (pause) that we live in hives!

And seldom exchange glances – no hope, no joy, no Love –

We simply gave up – on that waiting (pause) ABANDONED FROM ABOVE!

Our strategy? as time trudged on – was: GLORIFY THIS PLACE!

Make it Heaven, here on Earth – LIFT its weary face!

And so – it meant developing – sacred – TECHNO-LOGY,

And medical procedures – to conquer chemistry!

We build us palaces and shrines, to-surpass ALL ever made,

With energy, beyond compare – A World-ly Up-Grade!

SO, COMFORT AND EFFICIENCY AND “PAST TIMES” ARE DIVINE!

And, now, success is measured – by how much we call: “MINE!”

Yet, hidden (a)-midst-our-luxury, a Sprite called Peace & Hope, Emerged, as from a Black Hole, observing how we’d cope!

With Imagining-We-Had-Abandoned-Lives; For, Love is TRULY known,

By how much love you have in you – When “NO ONE’S ON THE PHONE!”

But, SOMEONE’S A L W A Y S LISTENING AND WATCHING HOW THINGS GO,

To-determine IF YOUR LOVE IS TRUE AND WHAT YOUR SEEDS WILL GROW!

fin. ❤

“The ONLY way to determine IF you REALLY love me is – for me to disappear and see what you do next!” The Mystic POEt

BE AS A CHILD! ❤

“HONOR YOUR FEELINGS!” a poem Saturday – May 19, 2018.

So!

You want to inherit kingdoms? Then, please, BE AS A CHILD!

“I can do IT,” “we” cry out; “I’ll show THEM mercy mild;”

“I’ll forgive – all day long, and be a little selfish!”

““And, maybe, I’ll abstain from wine – swine – and most all shellfish!”

But, maybe, all these “fine” resolves are merely menstrual rags,

And being-like-kids is something else! BEYOND YOUR MIND – which “wags,”

Just like a dog – and laps up “spew,”

Hoping to (pause) Yes, impress YOU!!

Perhaps the-child-like-nature-here,

IS MERELY COUNTING, EACH SMALL TEAR,

As PRECIOUS, TREASURED, a “tap” from “God,”

RESPECT YOUR FEELINGS! (pause) =

GOOD SEED, GOOD SOD! 🙂
fin. ❤

“MOTHERS DAY COMES ONCE A YEAR!”🌼🕊

“MOTHERS DAY COMES ONCE A YEAR!” a poem. a.k.a.: “Eleven Steps To Heaven – For Your Mom!” May 13, 2018, Sunday.

IF-you’re-lucky, on-Mothers-Day, your Mom, she is still here,

1) You’ll make her something nice for breakfast and tell her she’s so dear,

For all those meals she’s prepared, to keep you fed and strong,

2) You’ll thank her for her love and kisses, which helped you get along –

3) You’ll sing a song or offer her,

Some music or a poem,

4) And hold her hand, remembering, how nice she keeps the home;

5) We’ll talk about fond memories,

6) We’ll shed a little tear, and, if you’re lucky, Dad’s there too, with all the family near!

7) We’ll talk a bit and

8) share some laughter;

9) Watch-a-“golden-oldies-movie,”

10) Maybe play a “board game,” and feel pretty groovy,

11) Sipping-coffee – or-a-soda, with-perhaps-a chocolate treat!

These, the-memories that-make-life-fine,

A DAY YOU JUST CAN’T BEAT! 🙂

fin. ❤

PROUD😊

“ABOUT YEAR 29,018: HIS MAMA MUST-A BEEN SO PROUD OF SUNNY J!” a poem. Mothers Day – May 13, 2018: Sunday. a.k.a.: “From, Aliena 612W: Report #2, Re: Slowly Revolving 3rd Stone In Backwater System Gamma, Sincerest Apologies, Commander, But This Is All We Could Recover!”

Eons ago, when This Terra was NEW, they had the-simplest system chips,

And THEY DID NOT (can you believe this?) employ-telepathiacs, but-played with their “lips!!!”

From these dark, dark ages (”Dog” knows how they kept alive!),

We’ve retrieved some-records; I guess you’d call them “a hive!”

They were silly, little, hard-lustre me-(as opposed to I-)hips (pause)

Somehow, they had “social talk,” transferred via “ships!”

We have found, me thinks, the Leader of this Band,

Of carbon-based sloths, we can barely understand:

His “handle,” maybe – J JAY, who transferred words in verse,

On this backwater system, which was obviously perverse!

He was probably their President, Premiere or Combat Leader,

We think He had a consort,

In “OZ-Trailee-A” did He meet-”Her!”

They ruled with conviction, with love and with joy,

And tried to put a little smile (pause)

On every girl and boy!

We hail to his Moum, who must-a “raised” Him right,

It-IS,

The-ONLY,

Thing-we’ve-found-that-seems,

To Shed A Bit Of Light!*

fin. ❤

*Cordially, Amin-Ra-Ra, Alien-a 612W, Out!

THE RULES OF EXPECTATIONS😁

“EXPECTATIONS CAN BE OVERWHELMING!” a poem. a.k.a.: “Expectations Re-visited!” a part of the poetic (license) series “Expectations of EXs!” 🙂 – Monday – April 30, 2018.

She EXPECTED (that) I’d say: “Hi,” when I moved her purse,

We-were-at-the-poetry (gathering) – and-folks-were-reading-verse,

And I THOUGHT* I’d acknowledged her, when I sat down there,

“But you never squeezed my hand; I THINK you do not care!”

Again! I-was-not –

Up-to-the-task –

Of-fulfilling her-expectations,

I think this world is made complex,

With “(THE) RULES?” –

For relations!**

“Well, I THOUGHT you’d be EXCITED, ‘cause I’m driving into town,

But you don’t seem too excited, so I’m wearing me this frown;

I’ve got my expectations; (and) YOU-BETTER-BE-’UNDER-PAR,’

Fulfill my expectations – fulfill them near and far!”

“BUT! Sweetie, it’s been decades, and I’ve tried to out-guess you,

Another expectation? Such Pressure?! I’m so ‘blue!’

Now, you-have-expectations, and I’m-happy-that-you-do,

But-after years-of-expectations, I-really have no clue,

AND – I HAVE-AN EXPECTATION,

One-that’s-deep-

Inside-my-”soul:”

THAT I’M-S U R E TO-FAIL TO-DO,

ALL-THE-THINGS,

THAT-I,

S H O U L D,

KNOW!!

fin. ❤

    • What I get for doing “my own” thinking – Who would-a guessed how poorly I would begin to think as I grew “in wisdom and stature!”

** – I have been unable to get a copy of the rules; I heard they might be “out-of-print!” Dang! 🙂

“PLAYING FOR REAL!”😊

“PLAYING FOR REAL!” a poem for R. May 1, 2018 Tuesday!

(1) “What shall I do? When there’s such love for you?

And-the-daily-word’s:UN-a-FORCEDERROR?

When your mouth suffers silence, because of such violence,

AND-I-AM-STRUCK SIMPLY WITH (T)ERROR!”

(2) “I could pick up your body; PASSING-SHOTS can be haughty,

I think that it’s folly, to link SERVE and VOLLEY,

With your value and worth – Wood comes from The Earth!

Shall I just call your mommy,

And-deliver poor Tommy –

Unto her arms?

Wit-ness her-alarms?!

Why not ease up?

Adulations: abrupt;

When LOVE-LOVE’s The Key;

Enjoy! and-you’ll-see,

That the SET’s sacred score, Doesn’t mean too much more,

Than a coffee or tea,

Woz-ni-ak-k-k-key! [Was Knee-Ache -e -the key?]

fin. ❤

Sweet ❤❤❤❤

“NOT MEANT TO BE A SUFFERING EVENT!” a poem. April 27, 2018, Friday.

Painting entitled: “Mick Jagger Indicated On Charges Of Being The Creeper In The Motion Picture JEEPERS CREEPERS!”

“Number 1. There’s NOTHING!“ The Buddha said, over lunch! It was HIS treat, at Denny’s! We got The Veggie Brunch!
“Then, 2, Our LORD, or Something, conceived-A-QUICK EVENT,
And-IT stared “us” in the eye and asked us what WE meant!!
Yes, IT is US – and We “TWO” are
Floating* and we don’t go far,
Before this THING has HAPPENED-to-“ME!” and I inquire WHY!?
And all around, The-Hosts-of-Heaven (pause) are singing:
“It’s a LIE!!” ”
But I won’t listen to Them, ‘Cause-I-am-kinda-“dense,”
And I have programmed my Sweet Mind, To take the most offense!!
So, I’M OFFENDED; yes, I AM,
Recording SUFFERING, on my “cam,”
3., I’m “puer,” and SO I MUST (pause) embellish my fine crime,
And-look for SOMEONE – Who-I-can-blame & do it WITH A RHYME!
I rhyme some lines, I write a poem, and 4. It points to Y O U !!
As-the-architect-of-MY-EVENT, and, sometimes, 5. I’ll sue!
To-establish-that, “IT’S YOUR FAULT,” and-I’ll prove it to A JURY,
A bunch of clever witnesses, who deliberate in fury,
And 6, decide WHO’S TO BLAME, (pause) for my sad EVENT,
And-they will sometimes DECIDE PERCENTAGES (pause)
Directing every cent
AND 7. I stand up (pause) with a DETERMINED MIND,
and realize, I REALLY DO, how blatantly unkind,
I, SO OFTEN, CLEARLY-HAVE-BEEN!
I do a thing, then “walk;” that’s “SIN!!!”
9. I ask forgiveness, 10. WE-ALL GO HOME –
TO-OUR-BLESSED-FAMILIES – AND OUR HAPPY POEM,
And, next-day, when I-do-awake, re-considering MY EVENT,
I realize, in a flash, a-10-point (mushroom) cloud I’ve sent:
A cloud of MYSTERY & INTRIGUE, for, from THIS ONE EVENT,
I’ve created “REALITY,” a bloody, righteous “dent!”
I now We All have: You and Me –
AND, yes, of course, we’ve homes to see,
And courtroom battles, waging steady,
And Space and Time swirl in an eddy,
And THOSE TWO set-up a big store,
Of cameras-Jung-and LAWS to score,
And lots of people, TO-FILL-UP, –
MY precious, slimy void –
And-I’m-to-blame, for all this POO –
Because, with thoughts, I’ve toyed!!“
fin. ❤
* – Out of Time and Space!

Expectations!🤔

EXPECTATIONS

a poem

Saturday: April 21, 2018

“JUST 6 DAYS LEFT …”

It’ll be a thrill!

BUT – It always has and always will!

IT!!!! will happen then – and will be amazing,

It (could) be about:

Dead People Raising!

The Return of Christ (pause) or – a Prophet!

Maybe, “Market Collapse!” We’ll (just) have to rough-it!

or

The END of All things that we know, and

Then Beginnings will start to show!

IN 6 DAYS, FOLKS, YOU’LL KNOW-WHAT-IT’LL-BE! (could be:)

THE 7TH DAY!!!

Wait and see.

Fin. ❤

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“BABIES AND PUPPY DOGS!

“BABIES AND PUPPY DOGS!” a poem 04/21/2018 Saturday.

She’s got-a-marvelous business sense,

She’s driven like a man –

But – she’s-a-soft – all over (pause)

With a-lovely tan,

And golden locks that frame her face,

and stars are in her eyes,

And, IF I ever move again, I can’t imagine why!

Sometimes, I’m sure she likes me; sometimes, maybe not,

But, I-don’t-care – ‘cause, if-I’m-near (her),

It’s what I’ve always sought!

She doesn’t care for “out there,”

Or being recognized, and

She’s just crazy-’bout-babies (pause)

And puppies (pause)

NO SURPRISE!

fin. ❤

Don’t Judge me!

“SHAPE SHIFTERS!’ Thursday, 19 April 2018.

YOU’LL NEVER, EVER LOOK THE SAME; I THINK THIS MUCH IS TRUE –

“CAUSE –

YOU’RE -PULSATING-CONSTANTLY,

YOU ALWAYS-AND-EVER

DO!

(pause)

This moment has just passed us, and in-that-moment-in-my-eye,

You-were-JUST-

“THAT,”

And-so-much-more,

A-DOOR’S-BEEN-CLOSED,

Don’t cry!

AND, SUDDENLY, BEFORE-WE-BLINKED,

YOU SHIFTED! on me, And I think(ed),

I also might-a shifted too,

WE’RE NOW A PINKER SHADE OF BLUE!

You see, YOU’LL N E V E R LOOK THE SAME, B/C YOU SHIFT YOUR SHAPE,

EVERY MOMENT OF-EVERY-DAY, YOU SEXY HOMO SAPE!*

YOU’LL NEVER, EVER LOOK THE SAME, BUT I DO LOVE YOU SO –

REMEMBER:

YOU’LL-ALWAYS- “BE” THE-SAME,

JUST-THOUGHT-YOU’D-LIKE-TO-KNOW!!

fin. ❤

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x8oAnMvThfU

* – Homosapien(s)

Kind of like a child 😂

“FIND A PAL!” 🙂 April 17, 2018 (Two? or Threesday – you + me + THE other!? = TROUBLE!)

“YOU be in THE MIDDLE, and I’ll be OVER HERE! YOU stay in The Middle, ‘cause I don’t really care! IF you’re in the middle, I can watch you squirm, And try to figure out how to wiggle, like a worm, AND SUPPORT ‘MY POSITION,’ against-The-Other-over-there!! YOU! BE IN THE MIDDLE, AND YOU! MESS UP YOUR HAIR!”

“Your Mom’s possessive-and-treats-you,

Kind of like a child –

I, However, AM a WOMAN! – So, YOU-deal-with-her! GET WILD!

And tell her: ‘Mama, don’t you baby ME!’ Say: ‘NOW, I AM MARRIED AND THERE IS ONLY W E !’ And “I” don’t like your mother’s ‘motherly-point-of-view!’ CHANGE HER, BY GOLLY – THAT’S WHAT YOU SHOULD DO!!

TALK TO HER, WALK WITH HER, MAKE HER SEE ‘MY LIGHT,’

And then you’ll be MY MAN, my soldier-shining-bright!

And – YOUR RELIGION??-(I)-don’t-like-it! Stay in THE MIDDLE,

and Balance, Balance, Balance-With-ME,

Balance just a little!! 🙂

BE INCLUSIVE AND COMPROMISING –

GO ON! FIGURE-IT-OUT!! 😦

No-no-I-have-no-suggestions!

(I) Just-like-to-see-you-pout!!”

SO!!

Grab something NEW and WONDERFUL,

TO N O T BE IN THE MIDDLE –

‘Tis-a-relief, I’m telling you, AND HERE, FRIENDS, IS A RIDDLE:

Why, sometimes, does-a-fellow choose to have a wife, WHO SEEMS TO BE OPPOSED TO REALLY MOST THINGS IN HIS LIFE?

A: (?) I think the answer’s obvious, because a sexy gal, IS sometimes so high maintenance, she can not be your pal! 🙂

BEING IN THE MIDDLE!? THE IM-POSS-I-BLE TASK! SO, IF YOU WANT A HELPMATE, ONE WITH WHOM YOU’LL LAST: GET-ONE-TO-COME-AND-BE,

IN-THE-MIDDLE WITH YOU!

AND, THEN, THERE IS NO MIDDLE – NOW T H A T IS SOMETHING NEW!

fin. ❤