It's been a long time
Since I wrote a rhyme
Let me pen one now
With my verse, I'll wow
Ten years since I joined
In Soup, words I coined
A great trip so far
My friends you all are
I am here to stay
Till my hair grows gray
Thank you dear Soup friends
And here my rhyme ends
Polish-French Marie (1867 – 1934)
and French Pierre (1859 – 1906) Curie
physicists and chemists
conducting pioneering research on 'radioactivity'
(a term she coined)
won the 1911 Nobel Prize in Chemistry
by the isolation of radium
for the discovery
of the element Polonium
elementary (possibly hyperbole)
recovery even so
a short poem on atomic number 84 is
'Po'
It's a brand new day
New opportunities they say
Just got to find them
Where? Where do I find them?
That's precisely the point
It's just a new term coined
To hide the reality
Because it's not opportunity
If you just get lucky
Here, in my community
I refuse to agree
That everyday is a new opportunity
Whomever coined the phrase
'A penny for your thoughts'
also phrased a coin
one would think
and what a pretty penny too
as one ought
now a penny saved is a penny earned
so I won't spend it on things you thunk
for my word is my bond
and I don't invest in junk
I have yet to see pennies from heaven
fall from the wild blue sky on high
but hope I do and if I catch a few
with wishful thinking
into the fountain they will well fly
yet should I spend a penny
on this or any other day
it would literally be
a penny pissed away
coined by night with closing of eyes
shadows fall with a hush of silence
and weightless gravity incognito
of the dark fading to indigo
bleeding into the sheets
of the quiet abyss
dissolving into nocturnal dreams
the dreams of yesterday, today and tomorrow.
chewing eternity in the mouth.
felt always bitter and sweet
oh so sweet.
Collaboration with Atticus Abey
The staunch and steadfast Reverend Jesse Jackson
American civil rights activist, aka Action-Jackson
This biggie and brave man, coined “Keep hope alive”
Founded The Rainbow Coalition, and that’s no jive!
Blessings, Rev. Jesse Jackson
3/6/26
Hands ascend — descend —
In patient, silver measure —
Till the quiet pail grows bright
With Morning’s simple treasure —
The Cow, a breathing Meadow —
Stands — mild as folded prayer —
While Earth, through gentle fingers,
Pours White into the Air —
The Barn holds its warm secrets —
Of Hay — and amber light —
And Labor sings in droplets
Against the Tin — at Dawn —
O Wealth — not coined in Kingdoms —
But gathered — soft — and near —
Where honest palms persuade the Day
To yield its humble Cheer —
Only the very young & very beautiful can be so aloof
Hanging out with the boys all swagger & poise
Our new dashing wannabe tyro is ample proof
(coined by Tom with aplomb.. purloined by me)
Mused Caribbean calypso cool fused with well private school
Cherished plush rhapsodies segue with relished lush melodies
Lips licks fancy flicks & tricks picnics phoenix from the Ashes
Remedies for believers lulled by lullabies from lyrical levers
Poetic shapes lacy lines never frenetic balletic aesthetic
The boundary rope dope trope Jacob is our new hope
The computer says “YES” suitor for the future prophetic
Or down with the kids well Bethell’s the real deal rookie
Badgers hearts swell feels like proper Test cricket nookie
Tell his chilled southpaw drawer got more than Cookie
While other than Joe everyone else was playing hooky
Golden curls & olden twirls.. BET HELL for the bookie
There is normal heatlty living.' There is sub-standard and full of i'lls, then a new
Term
Was tacked up in 2020 by some snake oil
Selling shills' thinking now in hindsight.?
That gets my blood to chill.' New-normal.?
Was the term rolled out, by those drainstream
Media types, simpering and a'whimpering
All white teeth; slimline suits.and hype.'
Yet all around an (un-normal!) reigned
That no one it seemed could name.? In
Thinking now, the word they coined was
A mirror to the lies deciet and pain.' Much
Was false, and socially un-acceptable in
The main.' Yet eased into a closure? we saw small buisnesses shut, there was a
Waryness of your neighbour, while the
Governance exuded trust.' Yes i know it
Was un-normal, this had never been done
Before..Because it would cause devestation to free living, and independant buisness ' now thats for sure.'
Before the term was ever coined
I was a past master at ‘zero-sum games’
Which explains my success
with all those unliberated dames*
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*Note to the Curious: And if you're on board
with this, I do have a special on ocean-front
properties in Florida this month. ~ Mud-Slide
Real Estate (Our motto: 'Here's mud in your
eye -- and your nose and your throat. and
your lungs, and really just about everywhere.')
In asking others for imput on many events of life, i received no definitive answer..' And after thinking twice...I arrived at the
Mental conclusion..That possibillity's are
Rife so i just ' coined this term 'complified'
Which reads and sounds well? rather nice.' I hope it is of use to you..When challenged
Day to day..If confusion ever strikes you? Then this could well be the word to say.?
Excalibur
The sword was held aloft by the lady of the lake
She said only the mightiest of men shall wield its strength
Only those true of virtue
Only those planted firmly in their moral conviction
She called it Excalibur because she knew it could cause harm
The "Deep Cleft" it could leave gave it it's name
It was an instrument coined in hurt,
It was granted only to defend,
Yet it waged wars and leveled kingdoms.
Excalibur is a contradiction.
King Arthur should have been good.
Our man of virtue sent infants to sea to die;
He gave into his rage;
He lacked loyalty to his queen.
The lady of the Lake believed in him too much.
She thought that virtue would survive a mans power.
She believed he would hold his morals over manipulation.
The lady of the Lake should have kept Excalibur in her grasp.
Not even the mightiest of men can wield its power.
The inability to succumb to the nefariousness that comes with power;
The incapacity to choose your children over a war.
A woman should have wielded Excalibur.
Life is still being fair to every person
Walking all roads toward destination
No matter they are circuitous or plain
And mind not the yields joy or pain
Lives suchlike yours and mine appeared
As to be bracketed quotes of comments
Made by yet to be known forces we share
Once compiled as being a book presents
As seemed the most accurate words chosen
And the most vividly truth has explained
No matter they are circuitous or plain
Once visualized as being pictures shown
As seems the most reasonable lines drawn
And the most pretty colors are painted
It's the most common truths are recorded
And the most precious piece of arts coined
For us being together to read and comprehend
With thankfulness and loving feelings keen
Buddha meets ... that is strange,
Announce the meet ... strange the more,
Buddha meets ... not so strange,
Announce misquote ... Buddha just wrote,
Though history ... Buddha's story,
Timing bit off ... historians scoff,
What came first; egg or chicken ... what came post; begs a question,
Christmas or Buddha ... Buddha or Christmas,
It is neither ... here nor there,
Ergo ... Therefore,
Flip a coin, heads or tails ... make your choice, while coin sails,
A guess is a guess ... my best is my best,
Here goes nothing ... substance something,
Buddha crosses time ... Christmas line a Cross
Christmas Star o'er Bethlehem ... faraway came three wise men,
Buddha is pleased with Christmas sight ... Buddha's lifetime records and write,
The nativity scene ... Buddha cites how it beamed,
Joseph and Virgin Mary, and baby Jesus makes three all the same ... Buddha scrolls down parchment that indicate advent that coined Christs' name,
Idyllic pastoral scenes of shepherds and farm animals and three wise men bearing gifts from afar ... Buddha captures the highlights breaths exhale and inhale words repetitively transform plain and not Czar.
Youth is not on my side anymore
Dreams yet to load from my analog days
Caught up in the bitrate of life
A legacy model looming
up an exponential curve
Heuristic hallucinations take flight
Missiles of meaning miss their mark.
Upscaled re-runs of the same
Intercepted by inaptitude
Shot down by time
But tools are emerging
Bridging the gap
Between ideas and ability
Sparking a reboot revolution
No longer a sandbox simulation
Overthrowing the government inside
Who said "impossible"
Who said "too late"
Who said "there's no soul"
A stream of X-pectations
Cutting edge stones
used millennia ago
Replaced by cutting edge algorithms
The antidote to my regret
In my reconfigured evolution
Dreams start to render in full HD
Prompting launches that land
Retrospective adeptness
Connection restored
No longer binary Oh, yes
An antidote to regret
A cure for the abyss
I use AI to engineer my life
The way I had always dreamed
One prompt at a time
Or was i just Beta tested
To birth the singularity?
A holographic hoodlum
In a pixilated glitch...
Coined by Nakamoto a bit.
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