City of Syracuse Area 3 TNT Facilitator & Community Advocate
www.tomorrowsneighborhoodstoday.org/southside
City of Syracuse Commissioner of Deeds...To notarize your papers
www.syr.gov
Centro Transportation Board of Directors...We transport you, city and counties www.Centro.org
Volunteer w/ WCNY Entertainment Academy...Where you maybe able to show your talent / www.centro.org/academy
Minister Elder of Communication Encouragement Counseling...God will always encourage you who may ask, knock and receive
www.facebook.com/julius.lawrence1
International Poem...Write your own story
www.poetrysoup.com/me/JuLaw1945
JuLaw Consultant Services Investors & Group
Website under Construction
Affiliated w/ MassMutual
www.massmutual.com
Volunteer w/ Interreligious Food Consortium...Feeding the hungry
Kate Artessa, Executive Director
www.ifccny.org
Categories:
directors, age, blessing, business, confidence,
Form: Free verse
I guess it wasn’t my choice
But I was born way too late
I never had the chance to live my dream
Watching an old Black and white movie
While sitting in a movie palace with 2,000 others
All enjoying the best acting and stories
Directed by the best directors ever
Yes I can watch them on my 60-inch screen
But it will never be the same
The atmosphere just is not there any more
I guess things do change of time
Is it my fault that I miss the past
A past I never saw and never will
© XXXI/XIV/MMXXI
LRET
Categories:
directors, history,
Form: Free verse
Creepy crawlies and heebie-jeebies
raw ripples on your skin kafkaesque;
You peek at that dark monstrosity,
cannot tell if it’s a trick or treat;
Nerves taunt with chimerical spectres;
Weepy eyes are stung by angry bees,
‘Pshaw!’ escapes a story so grotesque;
Flew through your mouth unable to flee,
caught swelled saliva starts to secrete;
Serves well scripts of macabre directors.
Categories:
directors, emotions, feelings, horror, writing,
Form: Rhyme
I am an American actor and most say I have charm.
I’ve never been in horror movies that bring people harm.
I’ve played lots of parts and fans call me versatile.
I have been told that my ability to act makes directors smile.
I create my parts and make the characters as real as I can.
Oh, I nearly forget to tell you that I am an American man.
Between 1980 and 1982 I was in a sit-com wearing a dress.
Called Bosom Buddies, but probably won’t help you guess.
I am not a good looking guy like Swayze, Depp or DiCaprio
The name “Ryan” has come up as a movie I was in, and also,
As one of the lovely ladies I have acted with, I am 6 feet tall.
My wife kept her last name Wilson, it’s the name of a ball.
Playing a pilot and a war hero, prison warder and professor,
I am starting to hope that this sponsor is a good guesser.
I was offended for all women by a guy named Trump .
My most famous role was a guy with initials F. G.
Categories:
directors, chocolate,
Form: Rhyme
The scene could not have been better set,
All it required was for two uncontrolled elements to arrive,
On set at the same time,
For the world to head towards catastrophe on a global scale,
That may not be reversible.
And so it came to pass that unlimited credit,
Along with unrestricted 24 hour advertising,
Arrived on set together as scripted.
The producers and directors of the show,
Seem to have a winner on their hands,
And have no plans to cancel it any time soon,
With sequels and spin-offs in the pipeline.
Categories:
directors, addiction, analogy, anxiety, art,
Form: Burlesque
"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere" Martin Luther King Jr.
Why injustice till now?
Some leaders like
Martin Luther King Jr
Felt the real pressure
of injustice
And tried
their best to address it
In the world
But majority of unjust people
Continue closing their ears and
Did not understand them
Reason why injustice still a song
In many countries.
Today some people still occupying
some top government posts
Which they are not qualify for
And they can not well defend
them
But protected
by some friends
or relatives.
Many qualified
people are in the streets
Crying here
And there.
Why injustice till now?
Whenever they get piece jobs ,
They are always exploited ...
I mean cheap payment.
Injustice still smelling in South Africa and
few countries where discrimination still
directing minds and thoughts
of some people.
You can still find some grade ten directors
Of some big companies while some workers
are masters.
May 25/2023
Categories:
directors, business, feelings, work,
Form: Free verse
Having known scoundrels, like these up close,
Happily using your monies on which to dine
Family coffers stuffed, be they duly accursed!
High cost yes,your money buys them fine wine.
Why stand you chairlesss,at graveside service,
As these pretentious mongrels at you,widely smile.
Are you not aware of their most greedy malice?
You, the mourning,blind,unaware of their unholy guile.
Let serving all the grieving, be their primary practice.
4/15/2023
Categories:
directors, funeral,
Form: Quatrain
An estimated 75,000 immigrants live in Los Angeles,
All transplants from Mexico,
No, they’re not who you think.
They stand in rows along the famous LA streets,
A promotional idea of real estate developers.
No more native than the Dodgers baseball team.
The idea came from the French Riviera
Where these palm trees were also transplanted
And intended to portray glitz and glamour.
Symbols of the “City of Angels”,
You will see them in many films shot there
By directors, actors, and studio executives.
Many of them were immigrants too.
Categories:
directors, immigration, metaphor,
Form: Prose Poetry
NOW THAT
Now that the struggle exists
in commemoration meetings in museums
Now that soldiers can play with their dogs
Now that our heroes sing hymns in heavens
Now my love is even !
As the aspiring write story or song
or mothers play ping-pong too long
Now that the toys of children are iPhones
and directors create dancing clones
Now we know bones have no gender
Now we know hunger is only a lesson
and rage a rampant note going past
Now our eyes are but mirrors
through incoherent dark ages
Now we cast missing Light
So may I smell a good curry
or dwell with arum lilies
So may I hear my pitbull snoring
or squeeze a warm hand in the morning
Now that Goddess closes in !
©GhairoDanielsPoetry2017
Categories:
directors, feelings, growth, heart, i
Form: Carpe Diem
The Donkey of Destiny
The party was set, the guests were invited,
The adults were happy, the kids all excited.
All going to plan; the hosts were delighted,
Then the Donkey of Destiny brayed – he-haw!
The Donkey of Destiny brayed.
The Board of Directors set forth their campaign,
To conquer their industry, supremely reign,
To guarantee ultimate financial gain,
Til the Donkey of Destiny brayed – he-haw!
The Donkey of Destiny brayed.
Military leaders made their decision,
Troops were deployed with painstaking precision.
Soon they would realise their tactical vision,
Then the Donkey of Destiny brayed – he-haw!
The Donkey of Destiny brayed.
To amuse the young children, a day out was planned,
Buckets and spades and sunshine and sand.
Ice-cream and fish-and-chips; seaside brass band,
But the Donkey of Destiny brayed – he-haw!
The Donkey of Destiny brayed.
There’s nothing as fickle as Destiny’s Donkey,
Capricious as weather, and sly as a monkey,
Be certain that everyone’s hopes will turn funky,
When the Donkey of Destiny brays – he-haw!
When the Donkey of Destiny brays.
Categories:
directors, destiny, humor, humorous, metaphor,
Form: Rhyme
Dashing to the Registry
With my bride to be, to be.
Under blue skies with blue shoes.
Wedding bands and promises,
Held tight, till later…
I do
Fanciful footwork and fireworks
The most glorious country wedding.
Marquees and marvellous speeches,
Swirling and twirling with fabulous friends.
My love – my true love…
I do
Called to a photoshoot,
Practiced in shadows and in light
A new bride – but just for the show of it.
The venue, the dream.
For others to see…
I do
Singing and dancing on stage.
Directors calling and orchestra playing.
The rehearsals and the movements.
Creating something from nothing.
For enjoyment of life itself…
I do
(I do, I do, I do, I do, I do)
Under soaring osprey’s gaze
And the gathering silver eye
I take my bride to the edge of the view
For more wedding party vows.
Paella and beers, close family, and friends.
We dance into the night,
By the light of the moon...
I do
Categories:
directors, feelings, happiness, joy, love,
Form: Free verse
Without a body, a mortuary is wasted space
Empty as a tomb most days of the week,
A pity when the homeless need a lovely place
Living in a funeral home would be rather bleak.
Empty as a tomb most days of the week
Filled with nice appointments, spacious room
Living in a funeral home would be rather bleak,
For funeral homes smell of doom and gloom.
Filled with nice appointments, spacious room
Most ordinary folks don’t like to come around,
For funeral homes smell of doom and gloom
Although they’ve beautiful lawns I have found.
Most ordinary folks don’t like to come around
So, the mortician spends his time cutting grass,
Although they’ve beautiful lawns I have found
I think cutting grass in a suit and tie is crass.
So the mortician spends his time cutting grass
Awaiting a call to come and pick up a body
I think cutting grass in a suit and tie is crass,
But funeral directors never like to look shoddy.
Awaiting a call to come and pick up a body
A pity when the homeless need a lovely place,
But funeral directors never like to look shoddy
Without a body, a mortuary is wasted space.
Written October 13, 2022
Categories:
directors, funeral, home, perspective,
Form: Pantoum
Overnight shall sleep The Delayed Inspector
In a swarming-with-mosquitoes Sector:
The exact wish of his host and Rector
Wishing him the company of Malaria’s Vectors
And the keenest battles with Their Directors,
Since he mustn’t The School Inspector hector
But can’t him leave The Victor
Of a supervisory Role, Very Rude
And intent display of The Shrewd.
A Thirty-fiver impressing he could deprive
A Fifty-fiver of his sole drive,
Teacher watchers shocking as he strives
To mar that on which he thrives;
Wherefore it has to now be
And ever by payback be
A Purposely Torn Mosquito Net
That Malaria makes A sure bet
And Eyelids with begging tears wet.
Categories:
directors, betrayal, career, cheer up,
Form: Rhyme
Today here
Absolutely no fear
Gone tomorrow
We must now borrow
Expenses unforeseen
Ceremonies and meetings in between
Funeral Directors need money like candy
That life insurance not taken, would have come in handy
We troop in to contribute
Tea and bread to distribute
Last respects to pay
Hidden costs to defray
Life is terminal
The cost of death phenomenal
Spiritual gifts become active
Our faith in insurance, that reactive
They love to say
We leave areas grey
Total disclosure and utmost good faith
Read your policy we sayeth
Ignorance is intolerable
Without insurance life after, is unbearable
Have a vision, have a dream
Best served with life insurance, it would seem
Categories:
directors, 12th grade, africa, death,
Form: Rhyme
My father did hasten
and had interest in the Knights Templar
that's not why I chasten
and believe in immortality and death exemplar
In medieval times they were protectors
of Christians during their travel
now they're getting ready for the last days as directors
and spreading this message to unravel
They were called the Poor Knights of the Temple of King Solomon
and lived at the Temple Mount
now the Master of the Order is a General of this group chop-fallen
truth or not it's a captivating account
It's possible the deities were angels
and people were worshiping them as gods
that goes against the Bible as does turning tables
in regards to the pagan beliefs they are at odds
I guess it's a way to play dress up
in the current World Order creating anarchy
that's not their role and they will mess up
when the final trumpet sounds to humanity
Categories:
directors, myth, mythology, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Related Poems