'All you need is love'
or so they said (sang) in song
as love conquers all
now don't get me wrong
it may change your outlook
perspective or point of view
for better or worse
as distance lends enchantment
a blessing or curse
yet we hold this self-evidence to be true
and yea verily music be the food of love
according to your taste
but take heed do not fall in love
for it will stick to thy face
With apologies to; Lennon & McCartney and William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
free gift* from nature
flowing crystals life does need...
greed corrupts its worth
*Genesis 1:10 And God called the dry land Earth; and the gathering together of the waters called he Seas: and God saw that it was good.
July 17, 2026
3rd place, "Issa Kobayashi inspired poetry" Haiku Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet; judged on 8/1/2026
The stars sparkle like a gentle spring.
They long to move and give birth to Happiness.
They frolic with desire, wishing to bloom the sky with brilliance.
Let us dance, ladies — to the vibratos of the heart.
When his beloved leans toward him, he becomes her sun.
He shines, blazing, his light carrying his kindness.
He wants to offer softness, to cover the world with a rainbow.
He opens the heart-chest of his body to the one he loves.
Feelings are like a butterfly resting on a flower.
We envy their fragile beauty, yet so fleeting.
The stars capture their hopes with every spark that fades.
No — they want to live as the fruit of his prayers.
At night, sounds become more perceptible.
His heart beats, beats so strongly, his throat dries.
Words no longer come.
He implores the moon to wrap him in a case of golden dust,
to protect him from his shyness.
From this cocoon, the words take their place to offer the essential:
“Inconsolable in your absence, my hand warms itself in yours.
Love, I love you.”
— Joël Charvillat
What Does 1776 Mean to You?
Does it speak of freedom—
the year the United States was born,
its birth certificate
penned by none other
than Thomas Jefferson?
He wrote of liberty,
of unalienable rights,
that all are created equal,
yet kept others in chains,
refusing to see
the humanity
of his enslaved brothers and sisters,
while building a nation
upon their labor.
How can a man proclaim
that all are created equal,
yet deny that truth
to those he enslaves?
How can he claim liberty
while taking away another's?
How can he exploit their women,
then deny the children
born of those unions—
his own flesh and blood—
while declaring freedom
the birthright of all?
The declaration of independance, exerts a great benifce, for the United States of America.' Since its formulation it has unimpeachable credentials! And presedence in the betterment of its adherants lives, combined with the original
Constitution, concerned with cementing the option of freedom, available to be availed of by the freeborn men and women
Of America, from the time of its inception up Till current times, this includes all interacton with fellow Americans, and any
Mechanised interactions of any manner.' the human, being, instilled with the freedom not to engage should they so decide, the august constitution, and declaration, are valued by many billions in
The world who though not born in the USA
apire to a better code of morallity through knowledge of its existence, may God bless America, and her hard won freedoms.'
In honor of the 250th anniversary
of the Declaration of Independence
of the United States of America
-------///---\\\-------
In Philadelphia’s summer heat,
Colonies rose to break defeat.
An alien crown across the sea,
No longer ruled our destiny.
Despite the roar of distant hates,
They wrote the birth: United States.
Where rights are not a gift of kings,
But truth that every person brings.
"We hold these truths," document said,
Like thunder rolling overhead:
That life and freedom must belong
To every voice, however strong.
Through fear of war and breaking ties,
Beneath uncertain, watchful skies,
They signed their names in bold resolve,
To let a new world form and evolve.
And now, two hundred fifty years,
By triumphs, happiness and tears,
A shining hope for all to see,
United States — Forever Free.
-------///---\\\-------
The quill trembled on that day,
as hope defied an empire’s might;
their signatures lit freedom’s way,
a vow to guard the nation’s right.
As hope defied an empire’s might,
drums thundered through the winter air;
a vow to guard the nation’s right
was carried by the brave who dared.
Drums thundered through the winter air,
from frozen camps to fields of green;
was carried by the brave who dared
to shape a land where all stand seen.
From frozen camps to fields of green,
their signatures lit freedom’s way;
to shape a land where all stand seen—
the quill trembled on that day.
That's too much information
Speak slower
Oh my, that was too loud
Be quiet
I don't like when you talk
Be still
Words...so many WORDS
...restraint
How does one find balance
Truth must be spoken
DISLIKE Declarations
Have left me broken
...silence
Pressure builds
Hope thins, like ice inviting a skate
Movement feels like plodding
Toward an armed gate
...stymied
Breathe of life, failed
I can not sense my heart
It may be beating, yet
I know not where to start
...lost
Trust feels odd, out of sync
No forward, no going back
Nervous system, reset
Discernment has gone black
...grace....whispers
You are loved
Written by Trudy Schrader on 02-18-2026
The July 4th 1776
U.S. Declaration of Independence,
viewed by Abraham Lincoln
as the moral standard
to which the country should strive,
contains the quotation,
'All men are created equal,'
however, throughout his life,
George Washington, a Founding Father,
owned and managed over 577
enslaved people at Mount Vernon,
and still retained 123 slaves,
on his (4th March 1797) death,
some 20 years 4 months
after the country's birth.
He had decreed the unfortunates
were only to receive manumission
upon the (May 22nd 1802) demise
of his wife, the first 'First Lady', Martha,
who, acting partly out of fear
the individuals might hasten her death
to secure their freedom,
released them January 1st 1801.
Once, the 'Land of Opportunity',
now, known as, 'Land of the Free',
lie and deny from the top down...
it is, and always has been, the 'Land of Hypocrisy.'
Annus 2025 is now history
A year that reshaped planet earth like no other
The new year is here
Rise and embrace it with vigour
Lord this is the year that you have made
You know how it began
You also know how it will end
Our divine compass lead us every step of the way.
No one can rise above his confession
It shall be well with us in the new year
Let us arise and key into God’s divine agenda
For He is our road map
Automation
Reanimation
My Body a pain filled resume
I halt no mind
Exact
Traitors, move!?
kevin 2m
We Believe
Endowed with faith
As shall our duty
As shall our notary
In as notes
Along with our scribe
The beautifully sublime
His dowry, our lines
That hours President calls
Untitled declaration and ball
Stem off as in well
Purchased feather and tell
Mrs President, may I craft constitution?
In direction of the poverty, mam?
#kamalaharris #arresteddevelopment #theatlantic #bbcnews #dailymirror #declanwalsh #realdonaldtrump #parisjackson #kendricklamar
We were on our own
Minding our business
Weighed down by crushing unemployment
Thoroughly disillusioned by the art of promise and fail
We were disoriented by the perennial lie
Of being leaders of tomorrow
While we watched the promised future
Dissipate before our very eyes
Stolen by evil forces that have held the country
Down since after the flag independence
We were still minding our business
With dignified silence
As SARS kept on decimating our numbers
At any slightest provocation
Profiling us with ease as fraudsters
Defining us by how we looked
Instead of whom we really were
And we came out to protest this injustice
But we were brutally repressed
And ran for our dear lives
An election came in 2023
And we believed that with our numbers
We could take back our country
From the precipice of the devil and the deep blue sea
But we were brutally brought down to earth
By forces of calamity
However we remain undaunted
The forces of evil might seem to be winning
But we the youth will bring their blighted era
To a dismal end and that is our declaration!
Freedom isn’t a delicate flower;
It’s the fist that goes through the ground,
the teeth that grind at the chains,
the howl of a wind
that won’t ask for permission.
I refuse to bow to the crumbs of tomorrow,
I won’t let my bones sink into decay,
a shell waiting to grow scraps.
I’ll carve out freedom
from this stubborn rock—
bloody-knuckled and relentless.
Do not tell me that patience is a virtue.
Patience is the poison they peddle
to keep you under control.
Freedom roars. Freedom bares its teeth.
Silence will never hold my name.
"The devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist."
~ Charles Baudelaire
The more he declares his innocence, the more there is to fear
he who dons disguises but beware that he's among us here.
We catch a glimpse of his impish and cunning, his wily ways
when he hides his shrewdness in sweet talk. It's how he plays
his devious game. Many monikers he bears, thinking he's slick
as he swears, "I'm peaceable." Be wary, do not fall for his trick.
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