Rarity Is Rare.
Inspiration,
AWARENESS,
Self-Comprehesion!
Very Uncommon...
...
EVEN
Life Itself
Is A Stranger
Creation Of Light!
-----
Complex Chemistry,
Another Miracle:
Choice!
***
WHAT?
Practically
Impossible.
Free Will:
Arguably
Abnormal
Enough
To Question
Its Actual
Existence!
Under
Heated
Debate.
!!!
Randomness?
Common Or Rare...
Roll The Dice...
???
Death Is More
Common:
Very Normal.
Non-life.
Empty Space,
Nothingness:
Super Normal.
-Gray Squirrel
07-06-2025
Luck = opportunity + preparation.
What luck is not
Is getting what you want.
What luck is
Is surviving what you don't want.
To wish someone luck
Is merely to apply
The odds of probability
And leaving the outcome to…
Well…
Luck.
Author's note: It always amazes me how human beings can take the most benignly beautiful things and make them ugly. The Nazi swastika, arguably one of the most hated, reviled, and yet still revered by some, symbols the civilized world has ever known, is the traditional "gammadion", a symbol of good luck in the Orient and among some native American Indians.
Move on, my friend
Raise your right hand
To move on, to concede
Wasting your time will lead
To nothing, nichts, niente, nada
Do it for the soul of America.
Stop wasting your energy
Stop the lies and the anomaly
A real man accepts defeat
Hey dude, you got beat
You lost, you’re defeated
Stop being too conceited.
Hit the road Jack. Move on
The world wants a confession
Dude, you’re losing power daily
Like a cheap antiquated battery
Hit the road. Quit being a nag
It’s time to raise the white flag.
Don’t try a stupid coup d’état
Because you’ll fail like a lama
Let America be proud again
This is a new era, a new season
It’s time to quit. Hit the road Jack
Move on. Please don’t comeback.
Subpoena are coming
Convictions are forthcoming
Shame is arguably disgusting
Real people are singing and laughing
This is another day in America
This is shocking blah, blag, blah!
P.S. Political satire.
Copyright © November 2020, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books.
Hope goes off,
Grace sets in.
Time says bye,
Heaven comes near.
Flood parades trough;
Looming mistakes chagrin...
Courage don't cry,
Hasten hearts cheer.
Mind heave sigh,
Late warning waves.
Goodbye draw closer,
Fearful lost night.
Complain moves nigh,
Fans digging graves.
Even the grocer-
"Formation isn't right."
Everyone with ideas,
Of his own.
The coach's wrong
Formation hits back.
Fans better corneas,
Are off cornerstone.
True ones belong,
To hopeless comeback.
Up Man United!
I enjoyed it;
End so excited,
Arguably opponent admit.
DREAMCATCHER
the
new attention
in undercurrents
to emphasise
self
as
the focus
&
the inspiration
&influence
among
the present
day
counterculture
now
mainstream
alternatives
to the modern
outlook
of
self
consciousness
dreamcatcher
myths &
practices
mainstream
sensibilities
&
arguably
morality
of
the
orthodox
elitist
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.
crying out in agony
I growl at the hollow
I'm shivering
arguably
odds aren't in my bias
utter something
seal my orbs
purblindness
testimonials for verse
deny verve's blunt truism
rather not realize
pick a sleight
plagiarize
one abundant
to survive
inhospitableness
Written: March 30, 2022
A BRIAN STRAND PREMIER CHOICE Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived. ( Poem inspired by Poet Brian Strand Form)
Faith is a purchased, acquired
taste; when faith well tested often
left little trace – auto insur., house insur.,
marriage certificate, legal documents galore,
the myth of a handshake, like the welcome
at the door, even the priest not free to freely
explore, known for his faithless donations,
and perhaps nameless more – “Praise the
Lord, and pass the ammunition” – we trust
in God's Love, but for human failures of
faith, settle for contrition after contrition –
“Turn the other cheek”, but never to the
point of retreat – man's victories, arguably
his soul's defeat –
“It’s arguably, debatable, unclear,” the woman said.
“Doubtful I could give you an educated guess.”
I had not anticipated this response when I said “good morning.”
There were monarchs, white clouds, beautiful daffodils, a gorgeous sky.
“Lovely outside,” I suggested.
“An ambiguous term,” she stated. I began moving away.
Her cantankerous reputation appeared in the back of my mind.
“Beautiful monarchs!” I said.
“Which flower is that?” she asked.
I was no longer worried about her giving me an educated guess.
"I Have A Dream" by Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr
Date: August 28, 1963
Did you know Dr. King's
iconic "I Have A Dream" speech,
arguably the most famous
in history almost...
never happened? It's true.
"Don't forget about the dream, Martin!,"
the late, great gospel singer
Mahalia Jackson reminded
her good friend,
mid-speech.
She never got credit for
lighting a spark to
the speech of the century,
so thank you, Miss Jackson!
Sadly, King's dream
has yet to fully come to fruition.
We've seen monumental progress
since then, but we still
have long ways to go
as a nation.
Date written: 01/08/2021
arguably anything
anything at all
is better than
not anything
anything a’tall
nothing, nada
never satisfies
nothing is less than
not nothing
nothing jeopardized
1/4/2021
Pockets of small militant groups are threatening
While unrest swirls around us in the streets
Election season … or, facing a second Civil War?
Americans find the possibilities ever frightening.
Social and political polarization has created
Unbridgeable gaps between friends and neighbors
And promoted severe rifts within families
Social and fraternal groups are among the hated.
The authority of the church is compromised
Our educational systems are arguably failing
While systemic racism throughout our culture
Loses sight of ultimate diversification so prized.
What happens if violence becomes the daily lead
If wild and reckless militia groups roam the land
Seizing control wherever they can overpower
A stable, democratic leader we desperately need.
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Too often we see
only what we see…
forgetting each Weed
complex as the Rose –
and arguably
far more resilient –
But beauty is not
only skin deep...some blessed
throughout…his witch of the wood
also a goddess, apparent:
his Vilia,
Captive of her own
sublime beauty
kept pure from man
by heavenly decree
as all poets carry
a similar burden
and revelation –
an ideal of perfect Love
on earth never to be
entirely requited….
put
an eye
patch over
one eye so
i can
see for
clearly you
can't
see me
beeeee
cause.......
i'm a potential analytical anomaly
that's something that you should
agree but arguably a fantastically
fantasmical phenomenonally that
(breathe in)
statistically is sexually unacceptable
unspeakable unspeakably but never
mind that none of these despicably
describes me or even to a tee
(breathe in)
Gilbert and Sullivan please son of
please leave me though i love thee
but i have to watch my sanity and
stability and dear oh dear me
How can we know what lies ahead
Tomorrow we might wake up dead
And yet we make our lifelong plans
As if the future's really man's
In hot pursuit of daily bread
We hang on words that Buffet said*
And wish by rich men to be led
We insignificant grains of sand
How can we know
Through dark of night we quave in bed
Though morning comes, still fear and dread
Our troubling thoughts, they have not fled
Where vision's mostly blind and bled
How can we know
Iambic Tetrameter
*Warren Buffet, CEO of Berkshire Hathaway, is arguably the most successful
stock market investor who's ever lived. He is definitely the wealthiest.
He advanced to home plate
hesitant
out of time, out of place, yet
tantalizingly familiar somehow
A spirit, no number on his back...
Pausing, he tipped his cap to the crowd
a period-piece from long, long ago
Who could he be...
He squared himself, bat waving menacingly
and then he swung -- pure poetry
a swing for the ages
the ball arcing higher, higher...
As he rounded first base
into the afternoon shadows
his legs faded away
then the rest of him...
Who's to say we hadn't seen
Babe Ruth that day
Who's to say
Babe Ruth, who played from 1914 - 1935, rewrote
baseball's record book top to bottom during his
career. He still is arguably both the greatest
player ever to play the game, as well as the sport's
most enduring legend.
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