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Circumstance of France

Circumstance of France
Circumflex

Global indifference
Uncaring bastards
For words and letters
Grammar and poetic letters
Stealing our roots, our tools
Our hats
Our very being
Taking us for fools
We shall overcome this injustice
As Rafael Padilla rose above his chains
So shall we restore our dignity


I fear if we left the kitchen
You'd steal our onions too
Have you no soul?
Do you know how cold the winter with no hat?


You say you are the Académie française
Yet you protect not the black letters on a page
Oh Chocolat! Oh Shame!
You care not for the revolution long ago
Nor do you care for the heart of Moliere
I of all
I am shocked
To be calling the language police
What comfort can you give a word with no hat to wear?
Have you no compassion, do you not care?

All my life I have dreaded that hat
Now that I have conquered my fear
You wish to behead the very essence of French
Have you no shame?

You wish to circumcise the grammar
Shorten the learning, make bad spelling no ones blame
I stand tall, atop the Eiffel tower
I shall protest you, flexing my circumference
Making you see the errors of your intolerance
To murder such a small hat
Of history
You only create misery
As I open yet another Bordeaux
The Circus died yet there is one clown left


Notes: This poem is about the removal of the ^ from certain letters in the French language, this was decided in 1990 but only has become “news” now. However like all great ideas I did intertwine others, if you care to guess, and the point of the poem is not to make a point but rather to stir a social discussion on the issues of today.

Categories: padilla, education, french, humor, language,
Form: Verse

Up In Smoke - a Cigar Story

PROFESSOR SILA, VICTOR SINCLAIR, AND ROCKY PATEL 
were scheduled to visit ARTURO FUENTE at the DREW ESTATE in ASHTON. 
However, the count of MONTE CRISTO stopped their trip at SAN MIGUEL 
because of the possibilty of BROCATUS intercepting them and searching 
them for PIRATE'S GOLD near the GRAYCLIFF off the ISLA DEL SOL. 
He had the ROBUSTO to use a TORPEDO on their ship,
the PRESIDENTE CHURCHILL.

Their friend ALEC BRADLEY had heard of the plan while
speaking with DON PEPIN GARCIA as they were both seeking
VEGAS GOLD by playing BACCARAT.  "AVE MARIA",
he cried..."what can we do but try to warn them."  

However, they were already at sea, and the only way to reach
them was PERDOMO which was transmitted by DAVIDOFF
in a ROBUSTO BELICOSO manner.  It took nearly 60 RINGS,
but he finally reached ROMEO Y JULIETA who then passed 
their message via OLIVA on the PUROS INDIOS which
was sailing near CORONA.

He had been a member of the GURKHA brigade in WWII,
and given the CU-AVIAN, summoned his comrades 
PADILLA, MACANUDO, and MADURO to help him stop
this attempt in the NUB.  Using a DIESEL TORO, they 
successfully sent a signal over the LA PERLA HABANA Mountains,
where DON RAFAEL stopped the DOMINICAN MADURO MELEE.


For the uneducated, all CAPS are names of Cigars, Cigar Companies,
or related to the industry.

Categories: padilla, fantasy, imagination, on writing
Form: Free verse

In Collaboration With Paul Le Mat and Manuel Padilla Jr

Paul Le Mat, the guy
Who drove the yellow roadster
in American
Grafitti starred in the show,
Aloha Bobby & Rose,

With friend Manuel
Padilla Jr. who played
The little kid in
The Tarzan series of the 
Mid-sixties as Jai, Scarface,

Also, Grafitti,
Wanted to cash their weekly
Studio paychecks,
But they knew of the hotel
'DO NOT CASH' memo, but they had

Known of this sucker,
Behind the desk chiefly named,
Tom, so I did cash
it and made two new friends for
the longest two minutes, e'er.

***Manuel, who was two years older than me, has since passed but Paul, who was in his early thirties at the time, is still kicking at 73 years of age.


Date 08/28/2019
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Categories: padilla, 12th grade,
Form: Tanka

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

The Deserted American

If anyone can help me with work I am a single father about to collapse. No jobs anywhere around to pay rent. Which is coming up soon. Now as you all missed the rhyme king here's for you. Dark Poetry. S.W.P 
 
I Shawn Weston Padilla die today. For your ignorance I no longer wish to stay. We live in a real world not a theatrical play. Call me a deserter I prefer it that way. You live inside a glass box where they go haha. I walk away to you idiots and, say ta ta. Get your mind in a stable state. On top of my own problems Americans throw a lot of **** on my plate. I have given up all hope. Dose america have a history in the Apocalypse i say nope. Give a **** less if you call this rhyme dope. You live in a mental hospital you can't even cope. So tie my name upon a rope.Hang it from a tree and watch it choke. Your a bit English let me call you bloke. You need to realign your morals take a different stroke.Where a criminal person a aggravated felon can take a job over me? Going in everyday begging for a job is where i don't need to be! I walk out on my country needless that I say. You all are idiots that's why i spray. Would you rather this go down in the book of are four fathers? To accept that **** it really bothers. I have given up. To give utopia america is just not enough. Now go along with your useless facebook stuff.

Categories: padilla, dark,
Form: Rhyme

Memories

Deleted the memories of what we had
I am not going to lie i had a blast
but now its time to end this at last 
forget about everything put it behind us leave it in our past
where did the time go? It sure went fast
Im sorry about everything it all even left me with a gasp.
Deleting the memories of what we had...
                                                                
                                                            By: Raymond T Padilla

Categories: padilla, life, recovery from..., romance,
Form: ABC

In Collaboration With the Stars At the Oakland Airport Hilton Inn

The Isley Brothers, The Chi-Lites, Four Tops
The Emotions (Flowers)
Roberta Flack (The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face)
Jane Fonda
Elvis
Stars...
Lulu (To Sir With Love)
Paul Le Mat (American Grafitti)
Suzanne Sommers
Mackenzie Phillips, Aretha Franklin
Manuel Padilla Jr. as Jai (Kid in Tarzan series)
Harrison Ford
Ron Howard
U2
Cher
Heat Wave
Commodores
The Jackson Five
The Pointer Sisters, The Righteous Brothers
Sidney Portier, Lionel Ritchie
Justin Trudeau (8 years old)
Marvin Gaye
Lou Rawls
More...
Pam Grier
Barry White
The Three Degrees (When Will I See You Again)
Al Green, Rose Royce, The Main Ingredients

***Hotel where I worked with Tom Hanks and countless celebrity interactions...

Date: 08/27/2019

Categories: padilla, 12th grade,
Form: Tetractys

Tears of 2shy

Tears Of 2shy

Tears have been droped 
The pain grows highly enoghf 
to end the round.
Emotions do it all in a bond 
create a mouse caged 
with the exit to far to try 
getting out.
The tears start to load
moods instead of numing 
woons.
Loud and quite anoyingly 
salty water raized to soften,
the heart to cut the tights 
sorrounding blocking happyness.
No relief only of tears walking
threw a face.
Lack of appriciation towards 
known creatures.
Tears of 2shy it might 
wisper the true or 
express the most 
upsetting victory in history.


         By; Crystal Padilla
      (To God be the honry and glory)

8:55 PM 8/11/2008

Categories: padilla, sad
Form: Pastoral

Year One

In Loving Memory of David Padilla Jr.

Taken by the unforeseen.
I share my birth month with
(K)Crystal. 
My Cousin must be
feeling phantom parameters and
missing links. 
Zoom.
Thumbing through everything 
from past to present.
I miss your presence.
Life that filled the room
with laughter so loud.
A love stretched out.
So proud I known you.
I'd never change you.
Home real quiet, the silence
keep me company.
Love lonely too.
I wait even though 
spirituality was never my 
directive. 
Id never dream of
losing a sought after 
perspective.

My Father broke the silence.
He told me that you had to go.
That you're already gone.

I hear the air whistle blow.
The distance, it's everywhere
and haunts me with its stretch
expansive, blaring with
warbling trill.
Into my ears, attentively
listening because
the call cannot wait.
I refuse to miss the call.
I'll react before
August hesitates
again.

Shall not lose faith in the realm 
of the railed express ways.
I sometimes believe when the whistle
blares, you encompass the path I need. 
In the fever pitch I soak in 
the noisy roaming careless
Intersection.
I miss you. 
Never forget you.
I'm not baptized so if you see me
show me.
I'll reach up to you.
That's better than living, 
knowing that gladly I take
My dastardly beating.

My friend.
My dawg.
My missing month.
	  
	  Feb, 15, 1977
	  to
	  Aug, 9, 2023
	  
	  All the love I received,
          All the love for me.
          I sent to the memory.
	  Rest easy Padilla..

Categories: padilla, absence, anniversary, august, dedication,
Form: Elegy

Just Jesus Christ

Just Jesus Christ
             

                       Just Jesus Christ saved me, from death took me too his
holy place, his mercy and grace hugged me, into another dimension
next to the holy one. I pray, he tells me he love's me I belive him.
In my Jesus Christ I could rest, 
Peace after all I could experience when I worship him.
Something happens you gotta know this my Lord,
Is alive his not death men, I love him so, I say "Then I follow his voice I'm obedient let me be judge, but by my Jesus "  because, his fair to his children.
I some times don't understand his plan, but some how always belive his right when everything is going wrong. My sufferment he has observe, carefully his chosen the word's my path is Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ is the path.
His mercy is unique, his name should always be uplifted in any moment, one man in flesh 
Came to save the rest.
This tme I take to dedicate this feelings, I need you on this everyday!
Walk my love there's no me, if your not with in, don't let go. Because, I rather die
Jesus Christ, my bautized is coming up Im suprice I made it this far thinking of me and forgot there's an Almighty God 21 year's past, but your name is above all titles or anything, it wont be forgotten or in the past,
Jesus Christ is the name of the savior I'm talking abaut, John 3:16 
Tell's a man really in love, not just for me but, for all society in particular.
His own people, didn't accept him, I give him a chance Jesus dosen't fail this he prove's to me all lthe time.
I love you Jesus Christ the last thing I want to do is fail, you because It hurt's inside, you died for me in the cross the only thing I could do Is give my life and, who I was to the only one who truelly cares "Jesus Chris" . I'm done!

                                 by; Crystal Padilla

Categories: padilla, lovedeath, me, death, jesus,
Form: Free verse