I wish I worked in an office.
Maybe I’m a pile of bones.
No one knows where the bones came from.
He told me to give him the note at the cave entrance.
There might be nothing.
Or maybe I’ll get trapped forever.
Like a spider in that cave.
But spiders don’t care about friends and family.
Maybe I should.
He said there would be hidden treasure.
I wonder if the job applications I filled will be there.
I’m a pile of bones.
Within a pile of shredded paper.
Bones have cracks.
Most people don’t.
He said I could start my office job in a week.
Even though my shirt and blazer are a bit crumpled.
It’s like I’ve been sitting out in the sun all day.
I’ve never known I could get burnt this way.
I’m a pile of bones.
I just entered an office building for the first time.
I told them I wasn’t a pile of bones.
They believe me for now.
An uncertain afterfeel
Rolls inside and bides
Like a tape recorder reel
On the floor unwinds
Meet your Lady Aftershock
Be her truest slave
Take her down to the docks
For the random wave
Slams the door, the draught bursts in
Papers scatter to the sides
Applications from the screen
Texts with seals and signs
There’s no memory to feed
Files are kept alive
Fictions growing fast like weeds
Shuttering your life
The damp wind keeps blowing on
Through the dusty streets
Shades of poplars hanging low
Over the empty seats
Lady Aftershock walks in
Busy on the phone
Wheel of fortune starts to spin
Blues of Mr.Gone
Lights go dim, the evening goes
Like most evenings do
Morning comes, the daylight glows
But there’s nothing new.
Upon receipt of this paraphrase whenever it visits upon your person--free of dire straits and in trepidation, its infamous adage, "Anything that can go wrong will go wrong," subject to limits.
I've equivocated or tossed-up similarities of circumstances and their eventual outcome via two terse verse coursing, about a couple of other postings below this one.
It is--I strongly advise--recommended reading for matters of consequence hereafter, for such they'd be an exemplar for a better you.
Equivocation is hiding the truth, sway lies your way ... by telling a story, or stories.
If quantum knowledge serves you well, you'll see the clarity--via the obscurity and levity--and the light at the end of its veracity.
I think we're in trouble mate
why, what's wrong
I saw the pilot reading a manual
was it how to land a plane in a storm
no, how to fly one
???---!.
there's no life preservers on this ship, mate
I heard this captain say that the ship has a full complement on board
so what does that mean
well after the ship sinks
we'll just sit tight
with no life preservers
there'll be plenty
just wait a while
give or take ... !
“Because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best of our energies and skills” - JFK
~
fifty-five years …
and despite extraordinary
leaps in the applications of technology,
we have not returned to
press that wondrous fall of moon dust …
there are ghosts of
those who gave their lives to the
scientific exploration of the starry vault
that is our heavenly crown,
crying for the satiation of that thirst -
and if and when we do return,
I pray those phantoms are benevolent,
that their crosses are upright,
and their wistful, wandering spirits …
at rest.
These days, the most sought out advanced degree
In Extreme Higher Education is in Plagiarism.
A student can also minor in Overt Racism,
Sexism, Misogyny, Stupidity, and Bigotry.
Help wanted signs will be posted in January,
On every freaking corners in Washington D.C.;
Muslims, Mexicans, Syrians and minorities'
Applications will not be accepted. Senior citizens
Can apply unless they voted in the last two elections.
The reason for the change in rules and policies
Is to NOT 'Make America Great Again'.
Only Europeans and Aryans can apply for political asylum.
The Statue of Liberty will be returned to Marine Le Pen.
More pamphlets will be distributed at the next symposium.
Copyright © November 12,2016 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
Reflecting the ray's in all directions
the rough surface
with it's intent to reflect ray's
intentilly and uniformly
Corumdum A1203
Alumina is a drying compund
Fused white aluminum oxide
with diverse ranges of
applications
Pink or Brown infusments
such as acid and alkiai
dielectric properties
resisting strong chemical attacks
it prepares it's self for acidicty infusions
used in dentistry and hip surgery
Caterham sea van tarot on auto pilot
an intellegent auto pilot
allard motor works!
Kitpzyxmium or kitpzyzm.....
We gone have
Lionfish, Catfish Red Snapper
pork ribs beef brisket and roasted goat
ya'll gonna eat
ya'll gone dance
ya'll gonna sip wine
and enjoy!
Zucchinni sausage and chese some braod noodles
She no longer felt taunted by the race of it all
Could not sit around and watch a life fly by, before her eyes
An unkept promise used to keep her up at night
Sense of trust - absent, lingered on like strayed kites in the wind
The media did nothing but consume and show all the ways she "could not" be
If a fellow questioned "are you lonely dear one?" she would have cried but,
What once was unwavering to me now has ability to unravel and become untrue
Forsaken applications on frazzled devices,
Why is it that you demand my time as if it is not rightfully mine?
Foe friend, connector of worlds, distractor of all things, oh my days have you used me
How delighted I would be to distance you and rid all of this
Solace in leaving, solace in dreaming
Bound by nothing, fate forever freeing
Spirit grants me strength through days of disarray
Much like those of today, where my patience seems left astray
I've come back up for air, and am standing amongst the trees
I am far out where no one can hear
Finding a lost smile
They were just venting
Needed someone to talk to
As time goes by
The pile of lessons built high
Emotional, worries
The time lapsed
The journey seemed long
All sources are gone.
Venting through technology
Social gatherings amongst
Studies of Sociology, and Psychology
Education overwhelmed
Grades were just passing
All other subjects did not matter.
Until one-day classes were dismissed
The time had come
Another day beginning
Now near the ending
The lessons and tests were done.
Final tests, final grades, one hundred
Graduation day amazed.
Studies of hard work
Years of education
Communication, Appreciation
Awesome submitted applications
Extraordinary resumes
Determination, Evaluation
Expectation, representation.
Six figure salary
Businesses established
Opened a blessed Art Gallery.
Multiple businesses were created
They made it.
The passing test.
Note: For the person that seems like education is getting overwhelming and hard. Striving, and doubting? Do your best. Passing tests. Thesis created.
Community trauma prevention
sounds not so sexy
to absent-minded mayors
and perennial kleptocratic players
And growing a regenerative Learning Community
isn't really ecojust about restoring
healthy democratic justice
for a somewhat sexier
and robust multicultural environment.
Both of these Win/Win Game Theory
trauma-informed learning theory applications
remain paternally erectile
mountainously synergetic
strength functions
of community YangWoke experience
And valleyed ecofeminist
indigenously EcoMatrimonial Wise
for growing integrity's flow
of nonverbal ecstasy
nonviolently yin
peak rebirthing experience
polycultural wealth wombed learning
co-passionate communionation
Sacred root chakra souled
and yet creolizing carnal
as rich
dark
warm
wet
erotically fertile
whole enlightened therapeutic day
and holonic nighttime soil
For cooperatively slow-growing
emergent community trauma prevention
Which may resound
more climate holiday sexy
even to absent-minded elitist mayors
and perennially kleptocratic
hopelessly straight white male
LeftBrain ego-narcissistic
phat but not-so-jolly players.
Some think the secret of life
found in numbers,
a blackboard the mathematician's Ruler and
painting...
Some believe the secret of life in prayer,
higher go congregate cathedrals and voices...
The atheist remains aloof
believing not in soul whispers...
(The artist believing only in art,
framed when not free from his
own applications)
The infant perhaps favoring
simply living, the wisest often naive
choices...
While government is more inclined
toward curtains
Believing the secret its power to deceive...
Poetry~ my Divine exception....
Come, my son, my daughter, let’s get killed,
Fighting for our beloved nation…!
They, under bribes, get applications filled,
Do not mind! They get better salary-transaction!
My officers do not get killed:
I am their negotiation...!
Come, My son, my daughter, let’s get killed,
Fighting for our beloved nation…!
=====
===
Who is the mother?
Who is the father of this nation?
What option have been left with one another,
Than just a negotiation…!
Come, yet, let us get killed,
Fighting for our beloved nation;
Come, my son, my daughter, let’s get killed,
Fighting for our beloved nation…!
09 October 2022
A house got windows for aeration
As well as for time travel
The front window a time tunnel for the future
The back window a time tunnel for the past
50 years ahead and 50 years back
The front window gives you a view of
Bright, clean and broad roads
A fragrant smell of flowers and a thick shade of trees
A beautify world of afforestation and greenery
A world full of expectations and dreams
Higher education
Law and order
Business transactions
Scientific inventions
Digital applications
The front window is always opened
Unless not at home
It's closer to the open sky
And warm sunlight from heaven
The back window gives you a view of the past
Dark, narrow and dirty lanes
A bad smell of rubbish
Attracting flies,ants,wild dogs,wild cats and rats
Prostitutes,thiefs, briberies and scandals
Conspiracy and backdoor government
The back window is always closed from
A deadly smell from hell
But don't forget
You also got two windows in your heart
One full of conscience
And the other full of evil
It's an assignment from God
Oh dear, do utilise the right one
Before it's too late
DEFINED IMAGE.
overshadowed
yet
eminent
arresting
but
completely
different
surreal
simplicity
of
perception
a relayed
strange
impression
now
dissolved
existential
conjunctions
prolonged
triptych
applications
revived
in
visionary
applications
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
Hestival this word structure, is copyrighted
To Joe maverick poetry at and from poetry soup
And in all other applications, world wide.'
I also have coined the descriptive
( pulp diction ) claiming copyright today 24 8th 2022 )
Approved.
To our Father who art in heaven,
Please art in papers of our CVs,
Let your will be done on our applications
As it is in heaven.
Forgive us for giving up
As we forgive you for delaying us.
Deliver us from negativity
And lead us not into depression.
May we be approved,
To get jobs
To get bursaries to study,
Business loan application,
Funding application,
Internships.
As far as this hustle has a brother called Nepotism
I hope you remind it that you are the Father of all,
Those that demand blankets to aid us to rise shall fall,
Let us not pay any cent to get any cent
Today we pay with you
So, please let us be Approved.
Amen.
#thelivingpoet
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