Oh, to grow old with you, if such a thing
could be: a dream, a wish, a fantasy
that keeps invading day and night and all
the minutes in-between with words that sing
and weave the interlocking tapestry
of hope begun and hope denied; darkfall~
within the blackest night it hides beyond
rigid boundaries of insanity,
and still I wait to hear the heart's true call
of wondrous hope writ large by wayward wand's
cabal.
Categories:
cabal, fantasy,
Form: Couplet
Trump,
he's not perfect, admittedly so, but who of us is?
He can be crass, he is brash, and he'll even talk some trash.
He's not hiding who he is. I much prefer knowing who I am
dealing with, than the last joker we got screwed with!
Biden was an unscrupulous thief, selling out our country
for financial gain, with his bagman son!
His administration and the cabal of despicable bureaucrats,
who were actually pulling the strings, while covering up Biden's
obvious mental decline! At least I know who's running the country now.
Yes, sure there are things I don't care for, regarding how Trump
conducts himself, but what I do know about him is this, that he wants
America to be Great, for me, for you, for us all, and since this is the
country I live in, I want that too!
So, in the meantime, I'll put up with a few character flaws!
Categories:
cabal, how i feel, truth,
Form: Free verse
You might learn a thing or two
About what you thought was true,
If you were just a fly on the wall,
A listening device made to deceive
Those in secret chambers as they weave.
It's a story they will tell
Of super spies to weave a spell,
A web of lies to catch the fly
And leave you in a world awry,
Minions run by the global cabal.
Categories:
cabal, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
In a world of shadows dancing on a sky shattered by glass and dreams,
The silent war weaves invisible threads through the fabric of forgotten destiny,
Dividing the earth like a river flowing through a valley of shattered illusions,
The unseen struggle rises, a tumult without sound and without end.
Patriots wrap their hearts in flags, loving the land like an ancient song,
Opposing a global cabal that sells souls on wings of wind and mist,
Their ships, shadowed by sins, fly through barren mysteries and whispers,
On a journey among fallen stars, where hope and fear intertwine.
Silence finds its voice in a whisper lost in the vortex of time,
Time flows backward, like a river seeking its source in hidden memories,
Truth struggles to emerge into light, freed from the captivity of shadows,
Risks become shadows of a silent sacrifice on the altars of ancient truth.
Do not turn away from the truth that calls you from lost depths,
The waves of silence crash against the shores of consciousness in an eternal echo,
It is time to lift the veil and step into the story that confronts you with love,
Words bloom in silence, and truth sings in our hearts.
Categories:
cabal, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
cabal cabbies cackling in the colorful cabaret
concealed conceited cadaver carousing cabbage day
carefree cantankerous canticle cleaning along the way
capsized catfish captain crooning as cabbies play
Categories:
cabal, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Alliteration
I write . . . to those who read,
A written word to understand.
For whom the pages turn the truth,
Beyond what is heard them to demand.
I write . . . about what's important,
To all those, both large and small.
Since the stories are often hidden,
Behind a political cabal.
I write . . . when there's confusion,
Concealing shadows to blind the light.
While some obscure reality to a false
Fiction, without reward to those right.
Yet finally, I write where it's needed,
Both for others, but also my own self-interests to heed.
So that its potential may find some wisdom,
As it spreads value along with the seed.
Categories:
cabal, poets,
Form: Narrative
Will you form with me at the centre.? Any colonials
Good and true..'Will you stand? To confront tyranny?
Here there is a place for you.! all you will need is courage..
And the will to see it through..Will you stand and form
The centre? as they think we still can't do.? Have you seen
Their ramparts cracking? as Hoody drops truth bombs true!
As Jhonny rose to the challenge.' As Riccardo stepped
Up too.' As the cabal is shocked and shaken still i'm
Calling out to you.' As we are waking in the millions! There
Is will and there is right, will you support your neighbour?
Will you; stand up and fight? Will the A D F stand with us.?
Its your people who were hurt, your own fathers mothers
Brothers, they treat your sisters just like dirt.' They built
The concentration camps, and coerced our Aboriginal people
Too.' caring not for any human life, but lied through; their teeth
Right.. through.!
Categories:
cabal, education, freedom,
Form: Rhyme
With factories and private jets, the elite
produces 100, 000 times more carbon
than you or I. (It has gone up to .04 from .03 ppm.
Yet, we are the ones lectured in scare, tactic.
Tell me something. Do you see the Davosites
eating bugs and car-pooling?
Do you see them eating filet mignon and travelling
in a style harmful to the Planet?
Extravagance is not conservation.
It is the opposite.
They are enslaving you with pretty notions
and hypocrisy.
"Israel will be compassed about with armies"
...Iran, Turkey, Sudan, Russia, Lebanon, Syria...
Psalms 83, Ezekial 38.
"Wonder what is on tv tonight?"
(and you haven't even flipped through the Bible
to see if it was prophesied)C
(I know it's not as riveting as a cookoff or American Idols.)
One third of the population will perish from their coming war and deeds. That is 2.6 BILLION WITH A "B"
AL...
Categories:
cabal, art,
Form: Free verse
Comes the time when freedom expires
The gathering need of a patriotic cabal
One chancing upon such surely inquires
In time meaningful writing on the wall
Utmost secrecy Freedom Pub requires.
Written December 8, 2022
Submitted to "Freedom Pub" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joe Maverick
Categories:
cabal, freedom, patriotic, places,
Form: Quintain (Sicilian)
The western media will report less on the Ukraine
As the worthy underdog.. as putin closes his grip
There, there is real understanding now that Russia
Is able to influence food supplies.. And energy
Also there will
Be reports soon of Ukranian atrocities, as putin holds
More cards the western media will have no choice
Other than to balance their content the pope is the
Way in for them ' he has gone from decrying putin
Although I believe he will say anything he's told to
Say by his cabal leaders..Maybe He's one of them?
Anyway to saying he may have been provoked?
Well he did
See 23 places change allegiance, after the west
Promised not to move nato one inch further east
After East Berlin was annexed in the 1990s ) also any
Idea that Russian ships in Crimean ports are unusual
Will not be heard, neither will it be reported that British
Navy ships in Southhampton mean Britian will invade
Dorset.. I couldn't help that one ' LOL))) So there
we have It.. Let's see if it pans out as I have written it.?
Categories:
cabal, angst, appreciation, betrayal, business,
Form: Verse
I am going to admit right up front
I am not a believer in this “New World Order”
In my opinion, it is a conspiracy theory,
Devised by those who are eager to confront,
Of it, frankly, I am more than somewhat weary.
I have heard blather from right-wing extremists
As far back as 50 years ago of a super-government
Being planned by a powerful cabal of power brokers
Closely aligned with international communists
As hard to nail down as fantasies by Bram Stokers.
In truth, we already live in a global society
And nations of like politics have bonded in kind
But national sovereignty is still the prevailing view
In my way of thinking, freedom is still a priority
Though some leaders are of a different mind.
If the world ever succumbs to a “New World Order”
I shall not be around to be a part of it, I know
In any case, I can tell you it is very slow developing
As I said, 50 years ago it was bantered in the corridor
So, it is not something that has come galloping!
FIRST PLACE WINNER
Written April 8, 2022
for "New World Order" poetry contest
sponsored by Robert James Liguori
Categories:
cabal, international, perspective, philosophy, world,
Form: Rhyme
Put your fettered foot
squarely 'pon the rot root cause
Place it on the fungi mouth
which speaks power parasitical
Then let your weary leg whip
with spherical force immeasurable
Feel the kinetic spin
of unpaid indignation,
moving at a rue quantum clip
Witness the phalange contact,
hard truth smack
Sending the cabal druthers
(those who chose to oppress their sisters and brothers)
sailing thru the dark void
Where their oval lip secrets
remain doubly chained
to the intel end tale entropy trajectory
Kicking the cabal
was a beautiful whack
Liberty rotating elliptical
is [E]motion monumental
Starry eyes love to see
freedom traveling
infinitely so
11-16-20
Categories:
cabal, allegory, power, satire, word
Form: Light Verse
Cicely Catherine Charlotte,
Child of a cosmopolitan century,
Captain of the cruise vessel
Cooling its boilers in the cove.
Cicely dispensing catnip
creates crazy feline
cuckoo climbing, jumping with
crack me up comedy, provided free.
Conjuring cat creativity
catnip can’t cleverly control;
calamity aboard a cruise ship.
In crystal dreams of cat-hood
colors writhe in catnip fields
containing cat-antics, a
cabal of cat’tastic
conjuring cats.
Consequentially, the not-so-cute problem
cast upon the ships crew
causes a great cleaning bill
cleaving its way into my cruise line
capital when, cute catnip filled kitties
cast cat-cookies and crap on the carpets.
Cleaning is by no means cathartic;
coughed up catnip-furballs, neither.
Even worse when cats like eating Cajun food;
coloring the ships carpets a saffron red.
Crafty cleaners, I suppose
could create some conquering detergent but, the
cost could easily run sky high,
for calamity cat’s cursed ills, so
cruise ships might best consider not
allowing cruises with cats.
Categories:
cabal, animal, boat, cat, fun,
Form: Alliteration
undue love of power
undue "religion of matter"
usury unchecked
***
murder, subterfuge:
foul powers that be
--- cabal-loving and lynching-loving ---
divide and conquer
Categories:
cabal, philosophy, political, power, religion,
Form: Prose Poetry
Releasing the Trump Monsters
The Trump madness deepens
And the world grows darker
The evil ones have been released
The wild things are growling
The dogs of war
Satan’s hell hounds
Are on the loose
Howling at the moon
Running amuk
Infecting us all
With their madness
As we all turn into mindless zombies
Filled with hatred
Jealousy and insanity
As Trump and his neo-fascist
Cabal unleash the monsters
Of their dangerous id
Devouring all reason
Turning all they see
Into raving lunatics
As they set the world on fire
Ushering in the ends of days
Armageddon looms
Will Trump be raptured away?
Only God knows
And he is not telling
As we descend
Into the maelstrom
Hoping against hope
That we can overcome
The monsters
That Trump has unleashed
In the end
Perhaps it does not matter
As the world careens
Deeper into hell
There is no end
Nothing but despair
Forever and ever
The Trump madness never ends
Categories:
cabal, america, angst, anxiety, political,
Form: Quatrain
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