I'm an unappreciative outsider unwilling to
bestow undeserved largesse or kudos for
sloppy "service". I express my displeasure
towards lazy incompetence; this gets me
critical complaints from dinner companions
for being "mean" to hourly workers who are
largely dependent upon gratuities from hungry
customers. I feel no obligation to reward surly
creatures I have never before encountered
nor abused. I simply want them to realize that
I will only pay for services freely rendered --
pleasant interactions with people who truly
and ably do their chosen job (they are not
indentured servants nor purchased slaves.)
They should, at least, be civil and, if not
exactly smiling, project intent to please,
to create an intentional atmosphere of
shared good humor. Let's all enjoy our
outings and be generous with the tips
we leave (when they are deserved!)
Enough said!
What an opportunity this would be
to be able to write a book
little old me's name in print
let's take a peek so it's no fluke
My two great loves in life
they are poetry and classical music
together they truly connect
holding each other up with a pen stick
Melodies fit into them both
bringing rhythm together in rhyme
both have skills that suit each other
combined, they are in equal time
Many a poem converts to a song
ably penned through skilled writers
then music brought the piece to life
listening in makes it all brighter
There's such beauty in poetic classics
it brings one to calmness and peace
sitting in silence, taking it in
wishing for it all never to cease
(This is written with the idea that If I could write a book, what would it be about.)
everything plus living and dying
match my hyperbole, will you
ably wield your giant's pen
to catch awaiting words
over boys preferred
random, or rhymes
uttered, sung
novel
wise
There will surely be a guide ~
charting my path,
protecting,
and leading me
to my destined destination in life.
As if it were a promised payment
God made to me from heaven.
A visible hand
tucked out from an invisible tucker,
In a canoe on a river ~
gently rowing me along its flow.
Many near-deaths averted,
Many of life's debts miraculously paid,
many stale breaths,
yet never for a moment ceased.
All threats to my existence –
God canceled them,
sometimes with my sweat,
other times with just a little fret.
Yet still, I never got my feet wet or smelly,
even when I trudged through the sludge
left behind by life's avarice;
not a faint trace of the caprice
that clouds my destined destination.
There has to be only one explanation ~
providence,
not merely serendipity,
For I can see the hands of the I Am That I Am,
whispering their ubiquity,
through a tiny voice –
often feeble, yet ably affable,
I am cognisant of its presence,
especially when I disobey its warnings.
All these are never through kismet or fortuity ~
they are simply the ways of providence.
Case closed.
Raga: Chayanot
Taal: Ektaal
Composition (Bangla Calender): 27 ashar, 1317
Composition (AC) 1910
Place: Gorai,Janipur
Song attuned: Surendranath Bondopadhdhay, Bhimrao Shastree
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Within cosmic, cosmos, thou art an enchanting flute, His own
Thine within mine intertwined a delight, hence a light hearted evocation
Diva in so many colors, aromas, melodious trochaics
Unprecedented thou an enjambment in mine, a light along the flight of a heart song, arose
Thine within mine a blossoming soothing hue, so ably parable, so in muse
The greetings whence seasons meet the horizon, the eloquence unlocked
The oceanic sea world and the foamy dew, a drop, a subtle nuance, humbled then
Within thine, enlightened the silhouette, submerged my body, a glow, amen
My teardrops of salt, serene, my own glum and glee, turn and toss
Thine within mine a blossoming soothing hue, so ably parable, so in muse.
6:05 PM
8-26-2024
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May 6 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Chronicles 18-20
Key Verse – 1Chronicles 18:6 …Thus the LORD preserved David whithersoever he went.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO PRESERVES US
Praise be to God for preserving us by His:
Power ably alerting
Presence always available
Precepts absolutely affirming
Protection attentively awakening
Provisions appropriately abounding
1Chronicles 19:13 Praise be to the Lord Who
lets us do that which is good in His sight as we:
Sincerely fulfill His will
Strongly face worldliness
Serenely find His wisdom
Surely fix our faith upon His Word
Steadfastly flee from waywardness
1Chronicles 20:4 Praise be to the Saviour
for subduing our:
Fears by His courage
Flaws along His corrections
Faithlessness through His compassion
Failure around His cheer so comforting
Foolishness with His commandments. Amen!
May 6, 2024
International faith
Identical for your thought
Idolatry rejected
Surrender to God
Submit high morality
Safety to your heart
Light in the darkness
Largess liberality
Last justice lawful
All peoples message
Ably ablution to pray
A generous soul
Magnify all you
Mainly to balance your soul
Maintain your spirit
Acrostic Senryu's.
Free market economist, Ludwig Von Mises
Ably pinpointed economic diseases.
Yet, when we’re told the feds fixed the great depression,
Ludwig knew it was caused by fed intervention.
One, two, three I am being,
held far from auspicious harm.
as I ably letter Ed a note,
to keep from sending his sanity slipping far away.
This world,
a stage
Our life,
a play
All men,
players
From birth
to death,
We play,
our part.
God up,
pulls strings.
You yield,
be glad.
Sometimes
life’s sad
You cry,
you sigh
Sometimes
merry
You sing,
you dance
Feel joy
enjoy
Do play
your part,
Until
quit stage.
Ably,
neatly.
There lies,
true bliss!
_______________
~Placed Fourth~
Sept.30.2022
A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
Bias has for animals better named Beasts:
Creatures that could us shake in strong seats
They are the ones Satan ably schemes their use
In battles real rather than a ruse…
And he had been chiefly The Selective,
Their offices never The Elective;
A good distance keeps from one this hour
And the next is back for just its power…
For a combat The Beast usable,
Mostly one to Man unthinkable;
An increased tasking of The Reptilian,
Time and again contacting Mammalian…
The scaly slipperiness of snakes
Elusiveness matches that record breaks.
So, it had to be Snake at Eden
To help shape The Question he had asked then.
It was Christ who had Swine linked with him
In a sermon and a hostage to him
But Satan would sooner he wasted one
Than dispatched it to wars that must be won;
Yes, after him, God began to use Snake,
With it dealing with Jews who’d dared rake!
For disgrace of Stoned Godly Naboth dogs:
Nicer than further hitting corpse with logs;
For new slain Christians in fields vulture!
Does trust The Vulture’s Carrion culture…
And A Dragon for Mother and Child
Fire-spitting, Huge Success from being wild.
Mad Women Love me a lot.
That means nothing have I got
To things view from Worth of What,
Not spotless The-With-A-Blot…
From Mad Women lovers’ smiles:
Those who could like me walk miles,
Naked Ones glad about it;
To marry one digging my pit!
Years of disdain for bathrooms
But streets sweep with caring brooms…
God I bless for Pubic Hairs
Ably screening off Prized Wares
Still some day saleable
For A Madness stoppable!
BBC I trust can see
Could afford to let this be;
With Proverbs busier than bee…
I’d forgive: Winter’s Hot Tea.”
While on The Guy battled
Concerned watchers rattled:
Thrice out of race hustled
And around he’d bustled…
Now, financial muscle
He’s got for the tussle:
One that bulges parcel
And could build him castle…
Quest for lands are still hot
Like new mothers eye cot
And chefs or cooks a pot;
“It’s Ten Million or not:
You don’t have it just rot”
A less amount, no slot
And he’s saved quite a lot
To ably buy a plot
People see and they trot…
Prove he shall what he’s got
To with Greats discuss “What:
7:00 am on the dot.
The Still Innocent
Pockets an offered cent
The-Hundred-Times-Less-Than-A-Dollar
Only the crazy singly obliges a caller.
The Still Innocent
Always tightening fingers on a cent
Waits for The White Collar
For an honestly earned dollar
Or The Less Intellectual Blue
In many companies still true.
The No Longer Innocent
Perfectly knows the scent
Of the more-Than-A-Cent
And close to one, acts no Saint
Nor would his wishes repaint
Deprived of it simply faint …
The No-longer-Innocent
Is at heart rent
After an honest gift you sent
Valued but just above a cent.
The woman still innocent
Says “Enough that my Guy is a Gent”
Only a Real Rabblerouser
To ably sell her The Vile Intent
And A Buffeting Bulldozer
To have her bent …
The Still Innocent And The No Longer
Betray different hunger.
A vital piece of information
Released with some change in intonation
By an Eve never known for variation,
Now in some measure flabby:
The handiwork of your planted baby!
Even the busiest guy sure to stand still
The never-ably-shown by actors with skill,
An upper cut men not ready for the story:
For the Don Juan seeking some other glory!
“How dare you say “You’re carrying my baby:
Where had we met for it, at which lobby?”
The ecstatically received by dreamers of it,
The low-sperm counts procreatively unfit:
The quickest embrace of a woman for rushed kisses,
One or two breakable property in accidental pieces…
The liable-to-kick-start a shot-gun wedding,
In bridal dress a woman one had been bedding;
In The West, lawyers for a paternity suit
Against the guy distancing his fruit.
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