Best Upgrades Poems
Some parts of life are permanent,
alas, some aspects not:
The morning temperature feels chill;
by midday it grows hot.
The money spent on cell phones'
long-term value which I sought,
Too soon is gone, as more is spent
on upgrades I've since bought.
The sun in its celestial course
yields light, black night, or shade.
Old years tossed out with calendars
as fire's embers fade.
Some friendships evanesce,
forgetting promises we'd made
Our children grow and move away,
as hair grows thinned and greyed.
Staunch boughs of trees are shaken by
harsh winds, enduring long.
'That time of year thou mayest in me
behold'; thy love's more strong.
You've been my life's sweet constant
as we harmonize our song -
One truth is undeniable:
in your arms I belong.
// Dedicated to Janet, my loving bride of 35 years //
Should'a Read The Fine Print
I am intrigued by all computer tasks,
and competent and skilled in every scheme
from word process and graphic arts design,
to spreadsheets, database and all between.
But, I became too confident last week
when I downloaded upgrades that were bad
for programs that I use...I acted quick...
and what a sad computer crash I had!
You see, the upgrade versions were not right;
computer froze with dreaded screen of blue!
Technician came and, for a hefty price,
it was repaired and set to go as new.
The moral is, I thought I knew it all
and cut some corners...shortened up the stint.
I learned a lesson I will not forget...
I really should'a read that dang fine print!
Sandra M. Haight
~10th Place~ Premiere Congest
Contest: I Really Should'a Read the Fine Print
Sponsor: John Lawless
Iambic Meter: 10 syllables and 5 feet per line
Judged: 04/28/2016
True story - This happened April 2, 2016, and I got my computer back a week later.
Thank goodness I had all my documents and important files backed up on an
external hard drive (done every day) whereby I hooked it up to an older computer and could proceed with my work - especially for Poetry Soup!!
The lights are slowly dimming
The curtain's going up
The stage-hands take their places
The scenery's all set-up
The Orchestra is waiting
For the Conductor to cue them in
The audience waits expectantly
For the overture to begin
The Singers wait backstage
Sipping tea to warm their throats
Softly singing scales
And praying they'll hit their notes!
The Actors mouth their lines
Hoping they won't forget
(The producer wants a hit
So he can get out of debt!)
After all the hassles
Of auditioning for the part
Six months of rehearsals
And giving their all for art
They wait with bated breath
Whispering "This is it!"
Wondering, while the curtain's going up
"Do we finally have a hit?"
This isn't just a job to them
They love the work they do
And when they walk out on that stage
The audience loves them too!
So let's hear it for the showpeople
Who live to entertain you
After all the heartbreak and rejection
Their reward is applause from you!
Copyright 2003 Beatrice Boyle
(All rights reserved)
Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades
Clamor for food security prevails
midst scarcity of basic necessity
such confronts the world; oh, poverty ails.
Though there’s great Source, supplies demand high sales
inequality reigns, buttressed by greed’s certainty
clamor for food security prevails.
Hear the sick in their bad health pity wails
afflicted with insufficiency’s futility
such confronts the world; oh, poverty ails.
While technology upgrades production scales
rice shortage remains a global verity
clamor for food security prevails.
Then population-explosion issue hails
malnutrition problem along infant mortality
such confronts the world; oh, poverty ails.
Let’s reach-out with care, since charity* never fails
trusting God to end this sad reality:
clamor for food security prevails
such confronts the world; oh, poverty ails.
*1Corinthians 13:8 Charity never faileth…
April 24, 2021
10th place, "A MAJOR WORLD PROBLEM" Villanelle Poetry Premier Contest
Sponsored by L MILTON HANKINS; judged on 5/9/2021.
Bags all packed and ready to go?
I wish that were the case.
Tossed some clean clothes in the trunk,
With some things I can’t replace.
Won’t take time to be ready to go.
I don’t wanna see her face.
Leaving behind lots of junk;
Getting out of her space.
There’s some good stuff that you should find
At Saturday’s yard sale.
Cowboy boots, mechanics’ tools--
Nothing fancy or upscale.
You can have the gal I left behind.
You’ll get her better than wholesale.
Watch out, she plays dirty pool,
And puts her men through Hell.
Things with my gal were getting cold.
It’s time for some upgrades.
Nothing there was working right--
Need a new gal ready-made.
I want a gal that’s better than gold,
Without charades or masquerades.
Saint by day, sinner by night,
That’s easy to persuade.
(chorus)
I’ll miss my worn-in cowboy hat
And slightly worn-out clothes.
I’ll miss my rig and lariat
With the yellow Texas rose.
Counting all the things that I gave up,
You could naturally infer—
Though I’ll miss a lot of my old stuff,
I definitely won’t miss her.
Yes, I’ll miss a lot of my old stuff,
But certainly not her.
Linux Ubuntu
If ya ever tire of Winders,
with its million upgrades,
Virus making Hackers,
fixing yer hard drives, yes in spades,
Can yer expand yer mind a little,
shift the mothballs, yes in waves,
learn a Linux of language,
where the Hackers do not prey,
cos they don't crap in their own nest,
cos pollution aint ok,
and the variations differ,
ole Linux here to stay,
Dual booting Ubuntu and Windows,
and its never really slow,
been a using Linux 4 years,
just thought you'd like to know.
Don Johnson
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bXvsvi8gIfE
Its just like windows without the virus,
but you have helpfiles if you get stuck, online...
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How some students grew up on the Computor?
and can't function in the real world right click the bus mommy and place it at the
stop it is taking much too long to come around the horn. form method="post"
This paragraphic is free to be a space bar for mee and ewe.
option>Sometimes in my fables there is parts and pieces of mye poems this is
not yellow journalism or nepotism or even bad form eye can copy and paste and
then add text eye can translate pictures into banners and banners into love eye
can relate a page to GOD and find a way to enter clouds formed and someday
eye will make it rain inside this idiot Computor box and it will fry all the electronic
components of every Computor in the world then we will all go outside again and
inhale the fresher air.
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Just now eye went to a Bravenet website to make me a new website and its free
but of course the upgrades would cost me but the free sights is challenging and
it gave me a code for a welcome type box and it did NOT work as it is in the form
of a a href not a url. The idea is the webpage would bring me people they would
sign my little guestbook too bad it does not even relate to the page it won't
translate at all the code is wrong its backwards to a forum type webpage the url
is too long. The HEY REF only works on websites the URL IMG thing only works
on FORUMS how many people have followed links to there destruction. When
eye got the thing on my FIRST PAGE of HOME the thing took off with me when eye
clicked it open we went for an internet ride and eye lost the page eye was on NO
fun. Eye would not want a HOME Computor user to become lost in navigation
when he was just trying to let me knoe that he had viewed my poems. The thing
is done the web page that they gave me is very green and nice looking but does
not do a real function oh well in this Brave New World does anything rally have to
have a function and so mye gentle reader ewe it seems to mee the eye the poet
fable maker fabulist like Aesop that eye am just the new proud owner of another
big white elephant so they will always benefit from instruction of this knowledge
from someone please open windows as many as yew want and let them learn
yew some.
Knitted wonderfully with power
No need for sorcery or magic to
Officially manifest from its acquisition
Wisdom always stands at its back door
Level of the mind upgrades with more addition,
Ensuring the defeat of superstitious and mythical convictions
Discernment becomes easy and free
Growth and development inevitably results.
Endless is the bank which is its store
In an attempt to document my worth to your esteemed organization, I hereby submit my unredacted resume.
I was educated using blocks, books, chalk, blackboards and the slide rule. “Testing” was used to “evaluate” progress and assist in future choices.
I graduated Magna cum softly from a “free” education facility with a double major in life and its unlimited learning experiences. I am presently enrolled in its post graduate “Masters” program.
I am currently up to date on all of the recent “vaccinations”, upgrades and mask wearing theory.
I do, however, suffer from a long-standing problem with a “work ethic” issue and find it difficult not to show up and produce as I believe it is important to my remaining gainfully employed.
When asked by another employee a question such as: “I wonder what he/she thinks?” I usually reply: “I’m more concerned about why you're so concerned about what he/she thinks.”
I would bring to your “work” place an open mind (not to be confused with an empty head).
If you are interested in offering me employment please contact me by snail mail as my computer mysteriously disappeared last night.
John G.Lawless
©3/20/2023
That old church
Miraculous Novenas prayed;
Urban facelift upgrades
~~~~~~~~~
Once upon a rhyme
Edgy words conspired;
Awkward exfoliation
~~~~~~~~~
Waiting for the muse
Words falter and flop;
No poem today
~~~~~~~~~
Journey Journal gripes
So much to write;
Self-healing ventures
~~~~~~~~~
Listen to my story
As I recite in words;
Snapshot in verse
~~~~~~~~~
Just for a while
Smile condescending;
Be serious later
~~~~~~~~~
Seize the tally
Count how many;
Profit pays plenty
~~~~~~~~~
Passion ignites
Purpose prevails;
Persistence pays
~~~~~~~~~
Write a good write
Let words address;
Debut word song
~~~~~~~~~
Lyrics in plain view
Comments in e-ink;
Glare and glaze
~~~~~~~~~
Secret messages
Unwritten motifs;
Not for consumption
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
08 November 2014
Singapore
What the hell does that mean, why title it that
Unfortunately it’s an epidemic, a virus in fact
That continues to spread and lay eggs where ever it goes
Only a conscious mind is considered its foe
We sit and we rot in front of the boob tube
Believing the hype that comes from the boob tube
We sit and we stare our minds hypnotized
Dreaming of things that shall never be realized
We’re prisoners of our mind but the gate’s neither closed nor locked
We are merely afraid to make that first step for fear of a drop
From stability to insecurity, from commonality to maturity
To stand out alone many find quite intimidating
Why must we be blind and deaf to our environment
When actions take place seeking our acknowledgement
Asking us to cry out due to social injustices
Only to be played down by the diversity of the Supreme Justices
In a blanket of snow there lies a few specks of dirt
That provides color for a sea of hurt
But like an invisible clock there lies and invisible ceiling
Capping the height to which one could be dreaming
We are zombies that have been modeled from prototypes
With slight upgrades to endure the new fight
We were taught what we need to know
And everything else that we do not know
Is used against us so we remain caged
In the prisons of our mind, hence once we have aged
Will pass on these false teachings to future generations
But I could be wrong, I’m just a Haitian.
My daughter plucked Sam from the wild.
At the time, he was about nickel-sized.
That was nine years and three tank upgrades ago.
Recently we learned that Sam is not a boy after all.
She's about the size of a cereal bowl.
She's eaten all but one feeder fish in the latest batch.
It comes within striking distance.
But Samantha seems to have no interest.
I think she enjoys the companionship.
Not just do to; do with:
Do with others as you politically and economically expect and hope with others.
Not just do with; do with each Eternal Moment,
as has always been done with you
and your Elders still flowing within you,
as always will become done with
throughout this eternal
love-life giving
is also receiving
moment.
Resiliently do with others,
as empowering
and co-invested eco-logical you
responsibly expect
and responsively hope
with others.
Not just others;
but all non-Othered others,
living and dead,
and future generations,
regenerations
of not only our species
but all species living on and in Earth's Integral Garden.
Resonantly do
and speak
and listen with all co-arising others,
as polyculturally
and inter-religiously informed you
win/win expect
and synergetically hope
with sympathetic others.
Not just pathetically expect Othering
treatments,
retributions,
complicated relationships,
competitive transactions
and miscommunications
but expect co-empathic re-connecting
re-binding
re-ligioning trust
re-evolving healthy win/win truths
optimizing cooperative and peaceful relationships
of co-passionate intent
and pleasure practice
expect gratitude
to communicate our holistic relationships
of multiculturally re-ligioning grace.
Trust in all life-loving organic others,
as passion/pleasure
neuro- and eco-systemic
mind/body
crown/root
sage/muse
holistic bi-hemispheric ecology re-created you
Without dissociative systemic trauma
passionately positive health-pleasure integrity,
co-activating win/win peace
on
and in
and for
and with
inter-religious advocates
and polyculturing EarthTribe intentional occupiers
co-presently derived
from sacred Earth's Late Great ReGenesis.
I know humor can hoist my heavy heart,
those times when I've made too much ado.
A joke upgrades angst to laughter's ballyhoo.
You sometimes forget what you once knew.
Take this guy who wears his shorts on his head;
yes, he is a clown with a natural glow
forgetting what he does, the facts you forego
You don't know what you don't know.
Curious about what you remember?
It makes perfect sense in my head.
I would never ignore nonsense that's well-said.
What will you know, when you are braindead...
written October 21, 2016
inspired by two quotes
“I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” Maya Angelou
"Nonsense and beauty have close connections". E. M. Forster
August 6 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Isaiah 46-49
Key Verse – Isaiah 46:9 Remember the former things of old: for I am God, and there is none else; I am God, and there is none like me.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR REMINDING US
THAT HE IS GOD, AND THERE IS NONE ELSE
Praise be to God for reminding us that He is God
and there is none else Whose:
Power uplifts weariness, and purpose upsurges worldliness
Promise uproots wantonness, and presence upbears wellness
Plan upheaves wastefulness, and pleasure upholds watchfulness
Provision upkeeps wealthiness, and performance upstages weakness
Prudence upbraids wickedness, and perfection upgrades wondrousness
Isaiah 47:4 Praise be to Lord for being our Redeemer:
Calling us His children through Christ
Covering us with His clothing of compassion
Cleansing us by His crucifixion toward conversion
Counselling us through His calling for our consecration
Caring for us against carnality to conquer by His commitment
Isaiah 48:17 Praise be to the Saviour
for He is our Leader Who:
Teaches us to profit by His provisions
Training us to persevere through His power
Tells us to prosper along His purposeful progress
Tests us to prevail along His providence against perversions
Tries us to prioritize His presence, while performing with His protection
Isaiah 49:26 Praise be to the Creator
for feeding us, nourishing us since He is our:
Redeemer, rescuing us upon repentance
Restorer, re-creating us with His righteousness
Regenerator, renewing us against rebelliousness
Replenisher, rejuvenating us for rejoicing recovery
Reprover, rebuking us along His reproofs toward our rewards. Amen!
August 6, 2024