On the far edge of the world there are
fanatics of many minds and religions.
They have uninteresting histories,
jejune existences, and distorted ideas of nature.
Some are belligerent, felony-friendly foreigners.
I’ve never given them a single thought,
because they are nothing to me.
They’re insignificant—living curiosities
and I grant them no more sympathy
than I would a flock of wild birds.
Of course, I’d never wish to harm wild birds
unless they had the wherewithal to attack me,
in inimitable, Hitchcock style.
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Songs for this:
Kashmir by by Toni Jevicky
Bring Me to Silence (Audiotree Live) by Fievel Is Glauque
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felony-friendly = terrorist or crime adjacent
Like avatar of gods in human form, they worship even his poop
What would you do, if you did,
get up close and personal with a fish.
Would you ask him a generic q,
like 'where's the nearest public loo?'
Or try your best to respect,
his blubbering, southern dialect.
Granted I would be quite phased,
and think I'd gone rather crazed.
But once past that, I'd marvel too,
and tour the underwater zoo.
Find out just what fish do for fun,
take a bask in midday sun.
Or play a game they call flippers,
the trout are up against the kippers.
Just maybe fish could be my friend?
How though, when their day could end,
chomped down deep inside my tummy,
fish and chips, oh, they are so yummy.
I couldn't ever keep such truth,
about my peckish, junk-filled youth.
But knowing how they live and play,
such fun and laughs within the bay.
I think I'll leave it just for now,
if my stomach will allow.
Mind over matter, it can be done,
a meat free life can be fun.
And maybe I can bring a friend,
make talking fish the newest trend.
Help everyone around me see,
that fishes, are like you and me.
05.26.2020
Contest: Brian's Choice V
Sponsor: Brian Strand
A pandemic coronated our world with thorns.
It stings came with fame
And locked down the busiest cities;
A reminder that this world has an end.
The miracle workers are now on vacation.
The rich that run abroad to treat headache
Now deal with the pandemic in their homes.
A reminder that this world has an end.
The world is in chaos.
The high places have turned to valley.
The famous cities have turned to graveyard;
A reminder that this world has an end.
The honorable ones protect themselves
And look up to God for mercy.
The fanatics claim immunity out of stupidity;
A reminder that this world has an end.
If we remember the creator,
Then peace and happiness shall replace our troubles.
Fear not, for this plague is a sign;
A reminder that this world has an end.
Semantics and Antics and Fanatics
Is special place in my mind for semantics
Even allows additional space for antics
Words come together and are logically appealing
No matter what you think or how you are feeling;
If overdone are considered to be fanatics.
Jim Horn
FANATICS
Five funny little animals sitting on a thin log
Although they all sat staring at a hog
Nothing seemed to bother them at all
Another one is hiding neath the floor stall
Ticklers they might not be for anyone to see
Ideally you’ll never see all of us together and be
Can’t you not see we only want to be set free?
Seeing us all sitting underneath the tree of a log.
Written: Sept. 9, 2015
Theresa Marie Hummingbird
fast forward to sunshine
you make heaven an even more fun place to be
fast forward to blue skies
you are the angel i have been waiting most to see
i love the fact that you treat me like i am human
i love the fact that love me like you love yourself
i love the fact that you appreciate yourself as natural
i love the fact that you know just who you are
fast forward to cool breeze
you are the ocean view i always get to see
fast forward to calm peace
your love is like the easy water's sway to me
....and i whisper in your ear 'i love you'....
Why am I here?
Why are
the things I do
so dear
to me,
and me alone?
It's almost
as if
I'm not
the only
human being
on this planet.
A shocking revelation, indeed.
The good world that the Almighty Lord created
Where peace and harmony constantly reigned
Has been turned into a place exceedingly weird
By the fanatic, who is an evil breed, indeed.
The altars of the God, of all faiths; so dear
Where sinners by confession become clear
Today are converted into dens of the wicked
By the fanatic, who is an evil breed, indeed.
This perverted class has swelled manifold
And has extended across the whole world
Holding the civilized society at ransom odd
By the fanatic, who is an evil breed, indeed.
The question that is continuously discussed
By all the righteous people across the world
About how to free the land from the clutches
Of the fanatic, who is an evil breed, indeed.