This is a haiku
Trying to make a monkey
Out of me and you
Who’s being unkind
When pandering all the lies
Thoughts that fossilize
No one has any
Transitional evidence
Is it common sense?
All we know is that
When we find bones in the dirt
Is it died some time
We cannot know if
It had any offspring that
Lived because it died
Evolutionists
Confuse all the evidence
We all see in time
Assumption gumption
Has no real conjunction
It’s obscurity
Assuming also
Makes a monkey’s ass out of
Us all in the Fall
But which faith saves face
It seems there’s a commitment
Yes we all have faith
Faith in God Who saves
Or in a chance blind process
That ends in the grave
There’s no hope today
Evolution kills all grace
When God’s plan is aped
But there’s hope today
From this monkey heresy
Jesus sets us free
P.S.
Are we nothing more
Than a monkey's uncle, or
A carbuncle's lore?
Rhetorically
That's not who you and I are
Or dust from a star
P.S.S.
Satan is the sieve
To sift all those who believe
Jesus reprieve us
Let me ask you man
Are you an orangutan
Sir, I don't fling so
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Cedar fragrance floats softly in the air
like old ghosts awakening after sleep.
Inside, yellowed envelopes carry
the silent burden of hands
that never delivered their confessions.
A brittle map traces borders
that dissolved with the century's breath.
In the probing moonlight,
tarnished brass hinges moan.
Beneath folded sweaters,
apologies fossilize,
and grief settles like dust
on unworn wedding lace.
A sapphire brooch recalls
the heartbeat under a collarbone
where it pinned courage tight
until surrendering.
Trapped light holds
what daylight wouldn't understand.
Within attic walls
the lid groans echoing
how memory bends
under its own weight.
Secrets don't suffocate here~
they become the wood's grain.
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Betty Jean,
a teacher’s daughter~
saved copper pennies
in glazed ceramic:
a piggy bank, fat-bellied,
painted with cornflowers.
Named her Pigtail
her ceramic ears, one forward, one back,
listened for pennies~
its snout chipped clean
where Aunt Betty dropped it.
Pigtail was magical,
filled with the
clink of childhood promise
and deferred desire
against porcelain walls.
Save your pennies, Betty Jean,
her mother chimed
when the Depression struck.
Through those years
Pigtail swallowed
copper pennies
and watched wallpaper
fossilize into sepia landscapes.
Decades later,
Pigtail sits on my shelf—
a hairline crack
running through one ear,
waiting for Aunt Betty
and for the coins that
never come.
No coins inside now~
just the hollow thunk
when I lift it,
heavy with Aunt Betty’s
absence.
Grotesque monsters immortalized in stone
Are perched on top of ancient architectural
Churches with a rumor attached about them
Being marsupial, taking to flight, and having
To materialize back in their places before
Sunrise so they don't fossilize.
These horrible creatures protect buildings as
Water spouts to keep the wall clear along
With frightening away evil spirits to which
The Cardinals say are functional.
Can you visualize their disguise?
These monsters and creatures are known as
Gargoyles who are mythical, mystical, magical,
And historical.
These mythological unusual creations aren't
At all conventional yet, they are phenomenal.
Laugh out loud they've left night time for day
Time afternoon with their own cartoon and
Video game chain
Which makes them a conversational
Piece with real names and fame with which
My children they entertain.
This was a massive campaign.
Thanks to Disneyland
Gargoyles are no longer disdained or plain.
Now they have their own merchandise on
Sale, on demand under their own name brand
So before it's all gone check out their stand
It's fully manned. Believe it or not they got
The upper hand.
So we came undone, stitch by stitch,
it's been far to long but the scars still itch.
Lies start to feed on a love I believed
was specifically designed and crafted for me.
Words once ingrained into our history,
scatter like petals from an over-plucked daisy.
Promised love danced on a breeze of deceit,
then lay with the trash and leaves on the street.
I almost reach down to gather it up,
to brush off the dirt, keep hold of the love.
A girl rushes by with a smile in her eyes,
steals all the love and I'm left with the lies.
I sink to my knees, embracing the ground,
I sense you beside me, you don't make a sound.
You just look so sad.
It's then that I know,
all I can do now,
is let you go.
But I know if I wait where I am, if I stay,
my heart will rupture as you walk away,
and though I am scared, shaking as I rise,
I can't let this last juncture fossilize,
into another moment where you think you win.
So I walk away first, my next chapter begins...
I follow the home underneath the stars tonight
stars which show me the lies in your eyes and I
want to lie next to you
lie in your head, bath in your hair tonight
and carry away your eerie last goodbye
this evening breeze, all around us tonight
streams with my memories, now you and I
we merge right here, right now
turn to dust and fossilize tonight
never come back to life
bodies stiff like trees by the lake tonight
feel the rising freeze in your breath now, but I
I won't try to survive
that light in your mind is on your side tonight
only if you will keep on shining bright
and I know I will lose my poor trust tonight
thanks to you, you used to keep me alive, but I
don't need to see you anymore
'cause you finally fell in his dreadful trap tonight
just to be my only bride of the night
the queen of my dreams tonight
So we came undone, stitch by stitch,
it's been far to long but the scars still itch.
Lies start to feed on a love I believed
was specifically designed and crafted for me.
Words once ingrained into our history,
scatter like petals from an over-plucked daisy.
Promised love danced on a breeze of deceit,
then lay with the trash and leaves on the street.
I almost reach down to gather it up,
to brush off the dirt, keep hold of the love.
A girl rushes by with a smile in her eyes,
steals all the love and I'm left with the lies.
I sink to my knees, embracing the ground,
I sense you beside me, you don't make a sound.
You just look so sad.
It's then that I know,
all I can do now,
is let you go.
But I know if I wait where I am, if I stay,
my heart will rupture as you walk away,
and though I am scared, shaking as I rise,
I can't let this last juncture fossilize,
into another moment where you think you win.
So I walk away first, my next chapter begins...
Fossilize sunset
Seagulls, still praying
Quietly, holding on
To this Buddhist sky
Holding on to this
World gone by
1) Agronomy- the science of pissing me off.
2) Ahab- acknowledging that you own something.
3) Acetone- the sound made by one "passing gas".
4) Acquaint- Not an underwater swimming device.
5) Acrostic- A very angry blood sucking insect.
6) Plaster of Paris- Extra stronge French cognac.
7) Carpeting- Lovingly stroking your automobile.
8) Post Office- A woodpecker's place of business.
9) Squash- A soft vegetable someone sat on.
10) Sacriledge- A bag of money left precariously on a hillside indentation.
11) Pizzicato- A home delivered Italian specialty sent for by an ancient Greek
philosopher.
12) Renegade- A fruit drink of an escaped criminal.
13) Chestnut- a reproductive organ on Chester.
14) Forward pass- Trying to pick up the girl ahead of you on line.
15)Fossilize- Optic organs on a long dead animals.
16) Referendum- Advising a client to see someone even dumber than you.
17) Sequester- An inquisitive sailor.
18) Subduce- A two of any suit of cards on a submarine.
19) Vasoconstrictor- A deadly snake covered in Vasoline.
20) Indispose- When a Brooklyn photographer wants you in dis pose, not dat
pose.
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