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Of my drowsy deep summer dreams ~ pictures in black and white
Divine heavenly clouds floats freely and easily ~ angels floss
My frustration floating through no mans land ~ patience my friend
Sijo
(14-16-14 syllables)
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27.07.2016
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Give me some contention
I need a good head spin
I don't think you can fathom
All the trouble that we’re in
Serve free speech for dinner
Let's cut it to pieces
To divide it among us
And see how far it reaches
If you told me what you thought
Would I be compromised?
And in the heat from your fire
Would I have to pick sides?
If I told you what I thought
Would it pull out your roots?
Would it give you the impulse
To give me the boot?
I am no dogmatist
Man, I just want the truth
If you ban the contention
You are banning the proof
If some opinions are contraband
Then can't I conclude:
If the truth can't defend itself
How is it true?
I don't know that love
needs a face and place –
inclined to think, not;
but I do know love
needs a heart, often
set apart from the rest
of us – just to be clear
to those quite dense,
confounding the spirit
with a physical sense –
love is our source,
and not what we find
or become – love is
not a wager won
or a dare taken...it is
a gift given, and soul
freely partaking –
There is a little sanctuary, not so far away
That I would like to visit and see myself some day
It houses all the lost, abandoned and abused
Exotic cats and wild ones people used to use
Their stories are so very sad these tigers in a cage
Whose past owners thought these animals
Belonged in homes or on stage.
Some had teeth removed so that they couldn't bite
Others lost their claws so they couldn't even strike
Some were chained for their whole life not ever left to roam
But now that their in the sanctuary, it makes them feel at home
They're treated with humanity, and fed the food they need
They're not forced to perform or even forced to breed
These cats are still behind fences or in an enclosed home
I so believe what would be best is to leave wild animals alone
A tiger roaming freely across the wild plains
Is nature at its best, and more of their lives could be saved.
8/20/13
seen never heard
like cow in herd
for fifty plus years
yet still no one hears
my voice works fine
must sound like swine
at Toastmasters they'll hear me
where my voice and speech be free
river flows freely
like time when it is careful
my mind is now free
Smell the spring aroma and
let it delight all your senses...
don't the softest roses bloom
on windless, sunniest days?
Let my slow fingers caress your lustrous hair,
feel the pleasant warmth of a lovely afternoon;
on windless, sunniest days...
don't the softest roses bloom?
Only the truest lovers can set the white moon ablaze,
as the passing stars shed more light on their faces;
don't the softest roses bloom
on windless, sunniest days?
God gave us love freely as the air we breath;
humans have turned it into lust and doom...
on windless, sunniest days
don't the softest roses bloom?
Entered in Jared Pickett's contest,"Mirrored Refrain"
Listen clear, Listen here, Listen. Hear!
Terrible terrorists terrorize our homeland,
With nice suits that smell of money
they emasculate a grown man,
New plan? What Plan!?
Only a handful understand,
Changing taxes has its limits
with no jobs for the common man,
Banks are emancipated youths
They do what they please,
Devouring the penicillin
which empowers the disease,
More money for the rich
No money for the poor,
Force the heart of America
to beat upon the vault door,
Profit is the game's name
To the strongest goes the spoil,
Foreigners work for mere pennies
so jobs belong to foreign soil,
Big business is still BIG,
and with unjustified fears,
CEO's protect their lifestyles
blowing their noses with sweat and tears,
Of others! Even self proclaimed
Christians protect their brothers,
Praying to a god nightly for
a change within the mother,
The mother being certain politicians
who swear by virtue of democracy,
Which was her maiden name
Until she married into mediocrity,
All has become a fight for self
Self survival and self elation,
Locking their doors with full stomachs
as tempers flare across a nation,
Violence erupting in the streets
With few stories making the news,
Violent protests from those with
less than poor I.Q's
The blame game, pointing fingers
during this moment of duress,
At black duct tape in the white house
who brilliantly fought to win a mess,
Instead of taking remarks to heart,
Instead of following the steps of banks,
He has honorably chosen to clean
shxt, from the deepest septic tank,
Socialites are reaching out
Celebrities are reaching out,
While government officials
save their asses by speaking out,
But not too often,
Avoid living on the news,
News coverage makes them a
target for the gunshots and boos,
Do we even blame ourselves for
meaningless wars the majority supported?
Money could have been saved
had stupidity been aborted...
But hindsight is too ugly and
most choose to see the misleading,
While America becomes The Home Of
The Crazed, and The Land Of The Freely Bleeding...
Listen clear, Listen here, Listen. Hear!
Terrible terrorists terrorize our homeland,
With nice suits that smell of money
they emasculate a grown man,
New plan? What Plan!?
Only a handful understand,
Changing taxes has its limits
with no jobs for the common man,
Banks are emancipated youths
They do what they please,
Devouring the penicillin
which empowers the disease,
More money for the rich
No money for the poor,
Force the heart of America
to beat upon the vault door,
Profit is the game's name
To the strongest goes the spoil,
Foreigners work for mere pennies
so jobs belong to foreign soil,
Big business is still BIG,
and with unjustified fears,
CEO's protect their lifestyles
blowing their noses with sweat and tears,
Of others! Even self proclaimed
Christians protect their brothers,
Praying to a god nightly for
a change within the mother,
The mother being certain politicians
who swear by virtue of democracy,
Which was her maiden name
Until she married into mediocrity,
All has become a fight for self
Self survival and self elation,
Locking their doors with full stomachs
as tempers flare across a nation,
Violence erupting in the streets
With few stories making the news,
Violent protests from those with
less than poor I.Q's
The blame game, pointing fingers
during this moment of duress,
At black duct tape in the white house
who brilliantly fought to win a mess,
Instead of taking remarks to heart,
Instead of following the steps of banks,
He has honorably chosen to clean
shxt, from the deepest septic tank,
Socialites are reaching out
Celebrities are reaching out,
While government officials
save their asses by speaking out,
But not too often,
Avoid living on the news,
News coverage makes them a
target for the gunshots and boos,
Do we even blame ourselves for
meaningless wars the majority supported?
Money could have been saved
had stupidity been aborted...
But hindsight is too ugly and
most choose to see the misleading,
While America becomes The Home Of
The Crazed, and The Land Of The Freely Bleeding...
Braising sun stagnate, scaring blistering air, sand cutting strafing, more will I mention, elements raising, wedge freely created, by those who do not care.
Floods freely forging, water crushing scare, wave weaving pressing, life lightly wasted, warnings for all to beware.
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Eleven P.M.
Now twelve midnight, two A.M.
Water flows freely
Sleep eludes my eyes
Three A.M., four-thirty, augh, sigh
Water flows freely
With storm clouds all around me
The Heaven's about to rain down
This is when I'm at my best
Under pressure I'm alive
Standing on my tip toes dancing
At the oceans edge
A hurricane is coming
This is when I'll fly away
I'll use the wind and rage beneath me
I'll soar higher than the clouds
Every doubt inside of me
Will vanish, they will break their ties
Life it sometimes pushes you
Thinking it's in charge
But you have to take control
Paint your own story, follow your own road
Believe nothing can hold you down
Drift away like a beautiful bird
Find your wings capacity
It is your inner strength
Feel the winds upon your skin
Brushing over every cell
Now go forth
And face the world
Shout in your deepest voice that you can't take no more!
Let the world know that you have had enough of this!
Whatever is on your mind tell at least one person!
You gotta express yourself 'cause no one can read your mind!
Or forever hold your peace.
The time has come for you to make your opinions known!
No holds barred, that's what I say, speak freely!
The constitution is no one's whore, can't use it cheaply!
Come as you are bring your friends and start a protest!
Or forever hold your peace.
Stand up in public places to tell them they're all wrong!
The repurcutions can't compare to the ultimate freedom!
Wave the flag of truth in front of those who don't wanna see!
You can't live your life afraid to tell anyone anything!
Or forever hold your peace.
So what if you get chastised for what's on your conscience!
The people that cast stones are the ones scared to speak!
If our past great leaders had gotten stage-fright and bowed out,
Then I could justify the cowardess of some gutless folks
'Cause they forever held their peace.
Rent a room and sell tickets, call it "The End of the World"!
Everyone will show up just out of morbid curiosity!
Lock the doors behind them and make them listen to you!
Ramble, rant and rave about all the things that piss you off!
Or forever hold your peace.
We don't have a whole lot longer before the world is over!
So I say make your mark while there's still room on the page!
You can't go through life afraid to tell people your true feelings,
Even if it hurts them! How would feel if you died tomorrow
And never spoke your peace!?
I sauntered freely as a child
around the mountain ridge.
On Falcon's wings I flew the mile
across the placid lake to wooden bridge,
where fir laden path skirted water;
and powdered snow the ground did alter.
your love for me compares to all colors in the world
coming together and making beautification beautiful in perfect harmony
the music we make together inspires every color to keep creating vivacious vibes of happiness
we flow freely in every destination in which we travel
the air i breathe is clean and serene
the steps i take are smooth with an easy groove
we inspire art so picturesque no matter the planetary level that we are on
i will take all colors of your love over the blandness of loneliness any day