deportation statements during time
observe pulitzer worthy escape by decree ego
overlap
deportation of "homeless immigrants"
census fraud
is not a measure of goverment in california
re segregated aggregated data is not a constitutional law
being held
deportation hmis
creation of absence ballots in population control ownership agenda's
brown baby born breach
in nineteen sixty seven
I’m a year older
france hosting olympics....opening ceremony sacreligious
a drag queen last supper scene....a hurting breach against my
precious christ
Friendship for the fools
Is cuddling your enemy
A breach to the rules.
Hawk lands on friendship branch,
Betwixt two oaks, embracing hands.
Its breach cannot provoke an avalanche.
Sturdy and tight, their friendship stands.
1/17/2023
I know that this was an adventure and a half,
But sometimes I just wanna sit back and laugh.
You went way out on a limb and you took a shot,
But every day I see you give it all you've got.
Taking a chance like this was a lotta bit bold,
But with a great staff like yours, you've got me sold.
So, here's to you and Sandra for taking a chance
And sailing ahead without a second glance.
Your ship will keep moving with the wind in your sails.
With you at the helm, there's no way you'll fail.
The breach of the men and the boys.
The ladies despair of such joys.
What flies off their tongue.
The phlegm, it is flung.
Both spit with an “ach” sort of noise.
3/1/2022
A New Bawdy or Humorous Limerick Poetry Contest
Tania Kitchin
HMS 88558
Face of the Flatirons mountain range
Awakens
To the pre-dawn of the Colorado sun
A charcoal sketch
Scribbled to life from a meadow of pale paper
I wade waist-high in the waving grasslands
A whale watcher
There! There!
Gray humpbacks
Arched and
Breaking the blue surf of clouds and sky
The breach
A union of silence
Between Soul and God
I on the outside
The universe within
I was the mystery
Riding the mountain.
Letting go not holding on,
the closing act of life
To make the crossing burden free,
past vestiges of strife
Letting go not holding on,
from years that pile high
The greatest weight the last to leave
that final one—goodbye
(Dreamsleep: March, 2021)
Jimmy just walked out.
Lenny is in Las Vegas.
Bass player is a marine.
Mr. White is mad.
The Wonders cease to exist.
What is Guy going to do?
based on the 1996 film "That Thing You Do!"
We seem separate, sadly so
Culture's children of East and West
A horrid hole lurks humankind
Traipse through time to stand up straight
History's tears tell the true tale
Finding freedom from irksome isms
Inner inklings shine to the stars
Will wise hearts always pay the price
Wrought with woe, wars waged unwon
Face race, our original sin
Seeking healthcare for everyone
Reset concepts for world order
Find ways to treat our foes as friends
Cross grand gorges, greet the other
VETERANS, ONCE MORE UNTO THE BREACH!
Onward, elderly soldiers,
against Covid19 waging war,
with the trump of victory
taking all before.
We don't want to lose you,
but we think you ought to go.
The virtue of self-sacrifice
to us survivors show!
In other ages heroes fought
and gave their very best
in the cause of liberty,
not for the best way to invest.
Then Grandpa to the trenches!
Then Grandma to the front!
You'll be mentioned in dispatches
for taking the full brunt.
Teach How to Breach and Impeach
What we surely should do is to teach,
Way that you may be able to breach;
Crimes commit,
Like an idiot;
Rules and laws and President impeach.
Jim Horn
1988 a Denmark rouge and scientist
Researched a global position device
He called his study " buyers remorse"
And said that when sceince, math and
Man's hatred of men come together
You will see how technogy will make
Poor people poorer .
He said people will invent devices
To exploit your trust and wellness.
He said the engine will be controlled
By those who are demonic to your
Welfare and well being.
Speaking of devices that will
Be able to control your cars,
Trucks, trains and tracters,
Submarines,tanks,ships.
He called his theory
"The Order of Ofisis"
After the Mythical Goddess
Of Sabotage
When devices will are
Used in strategic rivalary
Oh, old photograph that hangs
On the factory cafeteria wall,
Everyday enticing me to enter
Your era your environment
Minds to breach
To Reach into your inner feelings.
To focus upon you all standing
At your work benches and machines,
To probe your entrenched way of life,
Minds to breach
While wearing military expressions
Inanimated frozen within your time.
Where an image extracted without pain
Yet all gathered without a single smile.
Slaves to the mystical magical device
An invention for in time one does dwell,
Minds to breach
Waiting for the hooded photographer.
© Harry J Horsman 2019
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