Outro
It’s only noise when
evolving’s not desired.
Static sounds akin
to burning uninspired.
As resentment steams
no one dreams
of movements that might have been.
Look again, the audio’s adjustable!
Loudness muffled and hushed…
Fixed? Unsafe? Combustible.
“This tune will not be rushed!”
Operating the soundboard
the inputs slide and fade
until something new's discoverable.
Though wanting to suspend
settling the score
a movement’s been penned
(like many before).
The creative endeavor
that seemed would last forever
is simply at its end.
Gentlemen, I’m fifty-three!
“Now, can I still climb a tree?
Atop tree raise hands with glee
Repeating “Atop thee, Gee!”?
An Apt Gift for this Birthday!
Yet, for biggest cash I pray:
A bad left ear should not stay;
Heard sounds with the left just stray…
Perhaps, I’ll try dwarfish tree
For ascent with bones not free:
Taut muscles that don’t agree
About adjustable knee…
I’ve kept ageing: it’s no fun:
Popular big dream a son,
Who won’t crave a smart shot gun
Honest labor in the sun…
Fifty three is thirty-five
If turned the other way round
But thirty-five more alive:
A far cry from underground…
A celebrant’s choice is joy!
Who might be on Birthday coy?
If one should be coy, mere ploy:
Stage Acting tried to employ…
Quite long I ceased being a boy:
Like one I can’t myself buoy;
Now a fact I’m Fifty-Three
Almighty God, I thank thee…
All the drama with Evil,
Romances with the Devil:
To my critics not civil
For costlier rice, no weevil…
Farewell to Fifty Two years.
Adieu to Fifty Two’s fears!
i...t'was just outside, um...
with a camera's eye
on glistening snow trails
colored rainbow by setting sun
what the eye hides means...
for both retinal and brain cells time
has evolve(d) an innate self-protecting
system with limits seen as a 'shut-down'
'hence caution means proper-technology only'...
a self-adjusting camera and film that
may be used for science and a computer
to balance the brightness of red and blue and't
"a blackness space-patch appers a 'window' in a blue-sky..."
the sun appears a very close star in a blackened
circular-space seen by adjustable camera lens and film
it looks like a giant moon is too close (like in star-trek some
times an empty space appears in the middle anywhere)
stan sand
(caution: do not try without proper equipment; you'll go blind)
Dead Sure About life
David J Walker
I am dead sure that
The only thing
to write about on the
Otherside
is life
What is there to talk about
That would compare to
perfection
What is there to anticipate in an eternity
that hasn’t already happened
With infinite tomorrows
How good can I feel with
unjuxtaposed sorrows
In a room with stained glass windows
That never open
My halo
Although adjustable
Never seems to fit the way it should
Mother says not to complain
I will get used to it
Father says he finally threw his away
And Nobody noticed
What is there to write about except life
And how often we failed at it
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Agonizing hours blend int days,
Morning, noon, and night;
Trivial things, mere details,
Who spends time thinking about
What means nothing to you?
Poisonous clouds infect the air,
Invading and corroding every
Nearby surface, leaving no mistake
Of poisons that come in waves,
Through tunnels and into dark caverns
Stabbing the brain with a bitter, twisted knife.
Through adjustable chambers that
Penetrate and deliver their unholy burden,
Waves of agony and ecstasy burst forth
Drawing another sheep into the fold.
Through turbulent and raging winds,
Passed through beads of glass,
Shrouds of tender death
Freezing all life it meets into dust.
Two shades left of alive
With one foot in the grave
Staggering up and over again
To keep the fire burning still.
A mind encased by fetters,
A body crippled and broken
Keeping the wheel spinning
Without ever slowing down.
In the fantasizing brains of all Nigerian Fulanis,
Including their kindergarten still urinating on nannies;
All the entries and exits within country’s Aso Rock
To keep obeying their adjustable, Fulani clock!
Presently, the unstoppable aspiration of the Purest Hausa teens
Recklessly announcing the same to their napkins:
The Achilles Heel of the Brazilian Football Team,
Easily her ruinous tears commanding,
When she should a loser’s smile beam,
This, thorough Good Breeding demanding.
By the United States beautifully masked,
In her playing of Uncle Tom, enormously tasked;
Her millions of Dollars readily releasing
A loved President, the next election, losing!
To nearly every deprived tribe
Something to fight with the fattest bribe
Or surrender with a loaded gun
Making sure it doesn’t away run!
I’ve tried to The Mentality justify,
Baring a Bible verse that does it fortify…
Or so to me it had seemed
Or, probably, I has deemed…
‘The Elder shall serve The younger’…
And God must’ve, the service years, made longer!
It’s wonderful to look upon me,
exactly at the moment of my entry.
Stepping into the light to decide my fate _
Thinking of which bold move do I make.
Hmmm, Shall washing my face be of my first choice;
Then brush and gargle to freshen my breath and voice.
Or need I seat upon the fair thinking chair?
Cleanse the body spray freshener into the air.
Be mindful of the plight of the toilet brush.
Periodically reaching back to courtesy flush.
I could partake of that appealing waterfall.
With the adjustable faucet for short or tall.
Yawning loudly and extending my arms, yet not touch the shower tree.
No, it can’t be climbed, it’s just something to look at, something to see.
Mi Ban~o is designed not with a standard matching set.
Only of random bits and pieces of the best, we could get.
Twirling in the opened space atop my throw rug.
Appreciatively loving life_ arms folded in a hug.
W09202019
I dream of hard wooden surface,
lying abandoned in the evening of solace,
chair of adjustable height,
higher when elate, and lower when desolate.
I also dream of an eve,
where sun is at brim of his age,
where night is still an unborn sage,
whose light is just apt to be described,
but till then I will be enough mesmerized.
There is more unuttered part of regime,
building up a room having white painted beams,
light blue walls, and ceiling of cream,
Through curtains of netted and fibered satin,
breeze slowly swaying within.
Pens in number with different skins,
calligraphy with fuchsia pink,
writing for nature in shamrock green,
philanthropic thoughts in red,
and the special romantic verses,
curled in mauve and cupid pink.
EYES--
a thing resembling an vision viewed in appearance shape
In my relative position I see
These views
Complex optical-system
Collects light from the surrounding environment
Focuses through adjustable assembly of lenses
To form an image, converts into a set of electrical signals
Transmits these signals
My picture perfect cause I see two
Optically I see what's going on all around me
Eye blue the hue of the skies above
Eyes brown visions of the clay, the earth and sands
Eye see two peering at my status Que
visible part typically patterns of colors all round us
Blacks and whites and shadows unite vision of stripe
Must have two to see double once
Sigh!!!
This I spy, as I look out of my eyes
So envisioned so many different hues and views
I am elated to actually be able to see out my own two
EYES
5/12/18
by James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © 2018
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All leaders are enough capable
To remove problems analyzable;
They set few goals achievable,
And strive to solve snags tangle.
Ready to meet challenges triple
Without any hurry or hustle.
Calm in disasters are as a temple
Faith and hope run apprehensible
In them, and are always adjustable
With all – top to bottom in jostle.
Have rights and duties analyzable
Keep them at length allowable;
War! Can forever involve trouble
Ready to fight with vigour amusable.
Leadership is a quality - acquittal
For those in difficulty are adjustable.
Beating below belt not admirable
Kind yet hard like a steel, abominable
And sweet both lie in a leader capable.
Solidly soft, yet greatly defendable;
Rigid, tough but right in tight tousle.
Napoleon and Gandhi are available
With him to any problem tackle.
Modi’s tongue, Teresa’s struggle –
All are there in a leader capable.
My Mate’s Car
It’s a limousine Cadillac with all the luxuries you would want. Check it out as he drives past. He has electric windows for hot July days. A digital stereo to blare his metal music out on front and back speakers, buck the old people! With a sunroof to chill with when out with his itch. When the sun dies darkness falls, ok! Got front fog lamps to dazzle other drivers. Baked up by levelling headlamps aimed rite into their eyes! With an adjustable steering wheel that gives enough room for his itch to fit snugly between his eggs to fix his rock. His doors are secure with central looking so no cop can stop the illegal act. What a machine!
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Gootle loves footle
But he cannot write
Because his half-hand is a plagiarist
And his third eye is in the back-foot.
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Gootle is a creature half-human half-puppet- a humpet, a polite being . He has three eyes on the back of his head( color: blue). He is three legged and two-and-a -half-handed. Body Color: orange. He has no hair and no ears.But he is neither bald nor deaf. He has a long nose -adjustable min 2" max 9". I cannot post his pic because I am not a premium member.However, you can feel his presence slowly.
For copyright reasons he has changed his name from Gubble to Gootle.
RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY
Gootle bought a springbok(money no problem)
Passed to it a dibbuk
The springbok ran with a little wren
Gootle booked a Reebok ( money?, no problem)
dibbuk= a demon that enters the body of a living person and controls that body's behavior ( found in Jewish Folklore)
Gootle is a creature half-human half-puppet- a humpet, a polite being . He has three eyes on the back of his head( color: blue). He is three legged and two-and-a -half-handed. Body Color: orange. He has no hair and no ears.But he is neither bald nor deaf. He has a long nose -adjustable min 2" max 9". I cannot post his pic because I am not a premium member.However, you can feel his presence slowly.
For copyright reasons he has changed his name from Gubble to Gootle. He never suffers a lack of appetite.His primary foods are: fun bread, nonsense soup, curry of love with a sprinkle of pamper and a dessert of affection( Sorry,Demetrios he has changed his diet a bit).
RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY
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