Why do I always feel guilty
Every time I talk about you
Got me feeling broke and quilty
Can't see, but I'm still black and blue
Everything is always my fault
Apologizing's all I know
I could've, should've stopped it all
It's all on fire 'cause I'm slow
Why do I always feel the shame
Every time I admit you're wrong
Got me wanting to take the blame
Can't see, but I've fought for so long
Micromanaging every fight
'Cause they always feel dangerous
As a kid I was up all night
In case you would endanger us
Why'd I always make excuses
Every time someone hates your acts
Got me denying what abuse is
Can't see, but I hid all the facts
I feel bad for you hurting me
Like it's my fault you got irate
When the wrong lane we'd be
Never wanted to aberrate
conscious
paraphrased
episodics
outwardly
inward
&
in
disquiet
stylistics
endanger
existence
of affinity
with
occasioned
emphasis
abandoning
the
peripherals
a montage
subjugating
&
reconciling
symbolic
concepts
of
apposite
eclectics
Ponder the old pestles and mortars
used at times in apothecaries,
older drug emporium quarters.
Some of the porous surface was shared
by grinding both mortar and pestle
ending up in medicines prepared.
Do today's microplastics alarm you?
Minute particles endanger us all;
microwavable repercussions? Whew!
“When we tread along the journey of life
Let`s roll up our sleeves and strive to survive.”-By Author
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Treading Along the Journey of life
When we tread along the journey of life
Never let darkish despair grip our mind
Ravage the sweet seamless fruits of our strife
Endanger the glow of our prior shine,
Rather roll our sleeves and strive to survive
Ready to burn midnight candles for time.
l ron hubbard, aimed amiss at Coronado islands.soon captain no longer, relieved of command' Also Husband E Kimmel
For Pearl. Had to carry the can! From fiasco to disaster.'
Either didn't really plan' one trained 'guns willy nilly'
The other got caught' with terrible life tolls' all ships trapped
In port! So retribution was given (under maritime law) as I
Understand things? Anything else would be poor.' So what
Of the actions.? Of commanders in chief.? Should they
Endanger their charges, and their country in breif' can there be
No reprecussions? No treasonous charge? In my estimation i find (such a proposition) too hard' to hard for
Comprehension 'specially should there be willfull intent' in
Knowing of disaster yet never to relent.! I have heard so
Much of the gravitas of Admiralty law! Part of the base of
The governance for co-hesion and so much more.' If you're
Prime minister or even President grand' can you carry out crime withought compunction
Let treason be planned.? denigrate your own citizens? And
Care not one bit.' Cause murder and destruction yet think
You will not pay; not one whit..!
I am persecuted
with no compassion,
here, there and everywhere,
I have no home anymore.
Wherever I go I'm a nuisance,
I just try to find my way
here, where all the beings
belong to.
You, humans are taken
all my habitats,
my everything from a breath.
I am the bad when I take
food for surviving,
but you are a hero killing
just for fun.
I am the Iberian wolf,
the one doesn't feel
like howling to the moon.
A murderer under
the farmers' eyes,
a fighter in the woods
without life.
Easy to blame me
for all the disasters
made by yourselves.
Hunt me until I'm extinct,
after all, I have not much
left to fight for.
Something, dear human,
we have in common,
fights and wars
for survival in lands
without respect, nor principles.
Kill me with your reasons,
you have the best guns,
I will kill your sheep,
I only have fangs.
Endanger I am,
so you will be,
a common life
we have to howl for.
We're under a tornado watch until 1 today
The thunder now rolls, and the clouds are gray
The rat terrier is terrified of what is to come
She can't be comforted which is glum
I wish I could help her overcome her fear
She has a place in my heart very dear
I feel some fear as well because of danger
That could be lurking, so many lives endanger
Some places had flooding from these storms
There has been tornado to form
Dear Lord, help protect us today
Don't let there be loss of life, I pray
Continue to protect animals and property
I enjoy feeling Your presence as fatherly
Amen
Written: May 05, 2024
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You crossed the gloss,
Under a star-spangled sky,
To greet me at dawn.
Foggy dreams awoke me,
my brain was amort,
I sense your whisper,
I immediately drew it.
While in the woods, birds sang,
leaving darkness behind,
the haze-modified hues,
would dance with the sun.
I'll acknowledge,
I am mesmerized by singing,
and my senses were enhanced.
Yet, in extending them,
I may endanger your soul,
I created a human ghost,
It is unknown what will occur.
Love beckons you,
Although it seems pointless,
I can't bear my dream,
While on the verge,
There is plenty to consider.
Often ambiguous,
Vague atmosphere,
It almost feels as "déjà vu".
Unreal is magnificent,
I can't break this magic spell,
It lurks near to life,
Some believe it is a vision,
Which detects every sign.
Realistic hyperbole,
for heartfelt times.
Ice Breaker
doomsday glaciers melting rest upon seabed
benign blizzard temps endanger ground zero
turbulence cause a desert
warming waters near frozen lakes I shall fear
Iceland volcano displays her open wounds
magma of our Earth’s crust vomits Her vengeance
blue lagoon shimmers of red blood polar bear
global sea level rises
accelerating where there should be more ice
magic gone shows no mercy
dazzled domain of milky beauty lacks snow
sandstorms in the ice bubble
millennia of the past we inherit
minke whale
blubber made into goulash
expedition boats bulbous bow ice breakers
who will dominate Antarctica's future
consolation prize has awarded no one
my world shall go from snow white to a blue sea
sixty eight percent freshwater flows freely
"Despair is generally defined as a loss of hope. In existentialism, it is more specifically a loss of hope in reaction to a breakdown in one or more of the defining qualities of one's self or identity." Søren Kierkegaard
St. Kilda is a World Heritage Site.
Birds persevere;
rock houses
empty
now.
Last
count topped
one million
resident birds.
Sheer numbers endanger other species.
Humans have not lived on St. Kilda for
nine long decades.
mind-boggling
man's choice -
move
Man
fought the
elements
two thousand years.
Wind, water, weather and wildlife won out.
April 27, 2023
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St. Kilda is a remote archipelago off the coast of Scotland.
The remaining 36 residents chose finally to leave
an environment which had become unsustainable. Imagine
their despair in leaving - displaced, adjusting to a new existence.
Your pheromones polluted my attention
Your sensual stare a endanger to my soul
Picture our flush bodies cause a chain reaction
Ohhhhh,(moans) grab the gas masks the air is hot!
Suffocating from this chemical romance
Craving your sweat to taint my body
Our body fluids intertwined into magic,
Combine into a rare combination of ecstasy
Tie me up to the bed to find my vein
Guide your needle in gently into my soul
The pleasure your sticks are giving me
Cross contamination our sexual healing
Losses will surely occur
If carelessness is there
To prevent them fully
Let precautions be taken
Just by easily forgiving
We justify a bad act
Safety it may endanger
No use in regretting later
If pardon is easily given
Instead of punishment
We lose our respect
As next crime will arise
Mercifully if we consider
Violating norms or morals
We will be surely affected
Due to our forgiving nature
If we punish not the guilty
And make them roam free
Then we blind our eyes
Without any self-sympathy.
low
flying
ultralights
endanger geese,
threaten airliners,
and aggravate people
with incessant humming noise
which can bring on migraine headaches,
the wealthy man's least preferred ailment.
Written November 9, 2022
Walk for peace as quiet as a stranger
Tread softly without digress on this road
It does look so lovely to endanger
So, neither jump nor leap like a smart toad
Switch left or right if that is your own wish
Just don't change the channel to trade urge
Interconnected scopes will soon vanish
All boosting swags will openly converge
What a shame to the secret explorer!
With many voluntary and shameful mess
Like a bedmate sleepless nights with snorer
Continuations merely stand to impress
How a loyalist turned a turncoat prey
The best means to serve a free turn its sway
Never throw a tirade at a parade,
Or castigate a wealthy profligate
Do not endanger the park ranger,
Or roller skate at the Watergate
Careful always to recoup the poop,
One never ever makes a group
Expect the worst if lips are pursed,
Avoid, if possible, being coerced
And always assemble yourself
Before sitting on the top shelf.
written July 28, 2021
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