I’ve been eating Dannon coffee yogurt
Oh, so many years,
So learning it’s been discontinued
Didn’t quite bring tears…
But a wave of disappointment
Since it’s hard to fathom why
It’s no longer waiting on the shelves
For customers to buy.
I Googled it and found it was
A “marketing decision,”
A reason which will surely meet
With clucks of pure derision.
A number* seeking feedback
Linked me to a friendly voice
Who took down my information
On my lack of coffee choice.
Maybe if they’re inundated
With a thousand calls like mine,
Those in charge will reconsider
Pulling coffee from their line.
*877-326-6668
Perhaps death is more like an awakening
A liftoff of the mind to heights unavailable physically
Could it really be a birth into a higher form and
A higher consciousness with sensations
And vibrations of new heightened awareness
Would it be a death of cellular function to only birth new higher abilities and perhaps even networks
Could death be the beginning of something
Far greater than our present reality even has
Vocabulary for…and it’s mysteries open up a vast new dimension of possibilities untapped in our present form of being
Death may not be at all as it seems to some as an end or a discontinued existence. It may be a doorway or another birth canal towards a calling and purpose in our existence.
No Spotlight
No Stage
No audience
Straight out words
Life itself
Confusing and complexing
Drawbacks with a mysterious wonder
Sometimes impossible to bare
Forced possible to go through
Unforeseen
Death of a friend
Like a brother
Died in a car crash on Highway 707
Around Firestone Valley, car descends below in instant death
I weep
Crying river tears
Torn page ripped out of life
Discontinued Chapters never to see
Life seems unfair
How will I ever recover?
Wounds cut deep
Alone with my only soul to Keep
My mind thinks, but no true answers in how I will go on
Loss in my own demise of words
Thinking that my friend died in the flesh but lives in the spirit
Holy land soar
Feel alone with a lonely sensation
Yet, I am not alone as my friend’s spirit surrounds me and he is looking down on me
His death is a finale, but my heart will always remember
My mission to live on until my friend and I meet again.
It includes Sopka Veles speaks
the balalaika
Eumetopias Jubatus spoke this to the people.
from the Stone area of Mesozoic and Paleozoic.
Severo-Kurilsk in the Kuril Islands
the reports spoke of a 8.8 magnitude quake here
a quake that caused a tsunami wave.
from alaska to california thru mexico to the
south american coast
they watched and waited
for the wave not know how intense it would be.
tsunami warning in Hawaii, after damage in both Russia
and Japan. They discontinued the tsunami warnings Crescent City
was the last to warning.
The Kamchatka quake caused Volcano to erupt off the coast
of Russia.Klyuchevskoy Volcano spewed it's load, ashfall
caused damage.
The Songs to appease Perun has angered Veles
he unleased quake after quake to
quiet there worship
and after the strongest quake
he made the volcano erupt
and send out a tsunami to
dismantle the Temples
the people built
to worship Perun.
Eventualities don't apply to me
(I can dream)
no matter their presence
in the mirrors of reality
Always one step ahead
though the shrinking distance
haunts
like the miles left for a Tesla charge
eventualities be damned
A proud GTO once sneered
at the pitiful jalopies that
soiled the curb
a roaring young engine
never once to glance at
those left behind -
the defunct riffraff
that Pontiac replaced,
now, their value measured only
by the thump of a
Mecum gavel
The showrooms now occupied
by "green" Prius's
and other hybrid youths
who sneer at discontinued
glutinous appetites
While the GTO,
like a deserted lunar excursion module,
waits for the next Apollo mission -
still
I've learned to celebrate today
until my "jalopiness" overcomes me -
eventualities be damned!
Ten adventurers went caving in Yorkshire Dales, England in 1967.
It was a gorgeous June day, so they were in terrific spirits.
Four of them decided not to continue a few hours later, unsure why.
The remaining six were all young healthy men.
Morag Forbes, who had discontinued the adventure, returned to the site.
Mossdale Caverns was underwater so she knew the six were in trouble.
Shocked for her friends, she ran to get help.
Many volunteers began digging a ditch, to circumvent water.
The six inside had been climbing and crawling through the cavern,
When a rush of water came in through all directions due to flooding.
They were caught by surprise in the labyrinth.
Sadly, they were buried inside the cave.
Her blood was spilled,
Her heart is where the knife was sheathed,
Herself is who was killed,
She will be deeply grieved,
My life must be continued,
Even though her life was discontinued.
decorated decoy Delaware defined
deep-sixed, deemphasized, double design
daring dubious decorum delightful definitive
dashing, dazzling, diddling diminutive
demolished, derogatory doll-like, defy
decayed, decomposed, decolorized, dubious decry
decoded, decrypted, deepened delegate
decolorized, décor, defined duly designate
discontinued, delighted Des Moines detective
declaring Delaware dappled, doggedly defective
dashing daydreaming decoy declaring delude
damaging, destructive, dizzy, debatable deluge
It's a basic track layout
just a circle with you
as the central feature in the middle of it.
My train does not travel anywhere -
why should it? Don't care.
Sometime though
I imagine you onboard the loco
with me,
even though that model steam train
has been discontinued for many years.
Pain persists within my Mind, Body and Spirit
is very insensitive and incessantly, lingering thinking it has discontinued then this excruciating pops up compelling distress, bemoaning, pain enraputuring one's emotions
Grace and Mericfulness calling your names for those pain to cease .
He slept under the moon
He basked under the sun
He lived a life of going to-do
And died with nothing done
The spring well and root of all vice
The canker of the mind
An appendix to nobility
The only refuge of weak minds
Discontinued labour is dangerous
They labour to kill time
And labour dire it is, and weary wore
The worst of all unrealities, an idle man
Man, the only being that can properly be called idle
But woe to the shepherd that left the flock
Go to the ant, thou sluggard
Consider her way and be wise
To do nothing makes one nothing
For an idle brain is the devil’s workshop
Life is full of care
We have no time to stand and stare
To do something- man’s inherit power
Absence of occupation is not rest
A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed
Why is man idle who can do something better
I am happiest when I am idle though
For it is well to lie fallow for a while
The lazy man gets round the sun
As quickly as the busy one
Eschew the idle life
Flee, flee from doing nought
For never was there idle brain
But breeds an idle thought
Remember
when they thought my heart will commit a suicide
ramming at the ribs
but you prevent opening my chest
saying how heart just need some more time
you knew how people change
when they cut them open and bleed them out
then the tissues collide and some new fluid fills the void
you didn't want me to change
and loved me just the way I am
mother of my mother
I apologize if I have interrupted the cycle
couldn't let you go
(with unwashed hands)
then wingless horse died in my arms
now discontinued souls
lay scattered all over the chessboard
and I don't know will love endure
mother of my mother
your body was fully equipped for death
(couldn't let you go)
so I tried to seize that residual ray of hope and paint the light
but you missed the number
lily from our garden faded away
and our family puzzles went on a rampage
the absence flipped their masks
(you always said nothing is for nothing)
I saw them in the churchyard
they had currency in their cry
as your face changed
I could felt how all voids went drained
and the last piece of my tears fell next to the resting
(there was no new fluid)
Daphne
Daphne was definitely not a flirt
Dynamic and fierce, boy she could hurt
Clumsy in movement, robust, but with poise
Loud at times, she could make lots of noise
She hailed from good old Lincoln town
A rural beauty admired all around
Good at her job, espied by the boss
Her skills took her over to lands abroad
She continued to work and get her own way
When handled well, she was a mainstay
But her mood was volatile, her temper afire
When out on the field, she got stuck in a mire
Abandoned by her military lover
She found herself in the hands of another
Damaged and hurt, they mocked her demise
Paraded then dumped by the foreign bad boys
When the warring powers discontinued their fight
Her admirers removed her away from her plight
They took her back home to old Lincoln town
She was polished and cleaned and no longer down
Now old, she sits with others alike
Those far-off memories are kept alight
Her fans are many in this place of recall
And Daphne the tank is having a ball
Now a discontinued product stands facing the past
All stores confirmed sold out shelves empty with dust
Sole manufacturer known though sent again attempt
To find the same disarranged preempts
Closed category contained in crates that last
Of parts and pieces properly placed a must
Certain people hate the Wii U, they call it a piece of crap.
But I like the game console and I think it got a bum rap.
It's no XBOX One or PS4 but it's not an abomination.
I believe it was good and that's not an exaggeration.
Yes, a few of its games do stink, especially Paper Mario: Color Splash.
When I played that game, I'd get so mad that I wanted to throw it in the trash.
Nintendo released the Switch when they axed the Wii U.
People hated the console and so it was discontinued.
I hated to see the Wii U fail, it has become another Dreamcast.
Certain people hated the Wii U and now it's a thing of the past.
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