Inspired by image #1
"Did you know Orcas can live 70 - 100 years."
National Geographic
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An Orca leaps the water glassed,
a sweet scene in the sunrise bliss;
O, experience unsurpassed,
an Orca leaps. .
He wished to give the sun a kiss,
leaving the boat viewers aghast;
experience to reminisce.
With sharp teeth- a killer whale classed,
then, he sinks into the abyss;
these beautiful creatures swim fast,
an Orca leaps . . .
Yay!! There’s snow on Science Hill.
Finally - snow, I love it. Cold, I love it.
Science says men evolved from apes.
Maybe I evolved from polar bears
or those abominable snow people
—yeti—that no one can photograph.
You can’t just reject that outright,
say the odds are minuscule,
just because it’s new and edgy.
I mean, where’s your science—
your unbiased, clinical perspective?
We could end up in the National Geographic.
This kind of story is very much their aesthetic.
I can provide lots of material—I have baby photos
and I’m not uncomfortable about the pressure.
Maybe it’s time to put your voice out there.
The world always needs the comfort of new voices.
You could influence social media—everyone wants THAT.
This is a buffalo, a skibidi, blessing in disguise.
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Songs for this:
Young And Dumb by The Bird and the Bee
Unlike me by Kate Havnevik
Watusis are not genetically modified organisms
neither are pygmies
~ which is the long and short of it
Over eight hundred Palestinian women and children held hostage by Israel
no charges, no crimes, an IOF soldier confessed, intimidation the goal
IOF using children as human shields
on Oct 7th IOF helicopters shot their own, as documented by Haaretz
at the exact same time, Palestinians were having their homes bull dozed
their land stolen
seventy fives years of de humanization
National geographic has a map of 1947
please have a look
then go read
Jimmy Carters books
the IOF snipers shot a woman and child in a church
think about that
life has no value, they care not who they kill
aid workers and reporters
fodder for their guns
Hannibal's directive you can not make this up
the Israeli Supreme court has spoken many times
a people who welcomed the European as refugees
soon to regret their kindness
Israel formed by terrorists, so lets condemn this terror
the true Semites of the land, Jews and rabbis
stand by their Palestinian brothers and sisters
holocaust families handing tissues, they saw it once before
now thousands of children slaughtered
you are witnessing evil first hand
seventy five years or horror and crimes
How long can Mankind's world perform
Without a common language norm?
This world that many tongues divide
To satisfy some primal pride
But cannot, in a global sense,
Dispel mistrust and ignorance.
While every tongue should be revered
For its own worth - its place endeared
Within its context each embraced,
Its local, native, customs traced -
We still need one tongue which should be
Developed interactively.
But now the many languages
Our history encourages
Reflect the man-made boundaries
Of geographic destinies
With self-protecting vanities:
Racial, ethnic conformities.
A spoken, written common base
That can be practiced face-to-face -
To share our thoughts and hopes and fears -
To discuss freely peer to peer,
Not translated through others' voice
Or speaking through selective choice.
One common language taught with care
To people living everywhere -
To help nuture a stable world
That all can share - and well deserved
That gives a sense of worldwide pride:
A common language to provide.
I heard them call before dawn's light
Avian flocks filling the sky
Time for annual migration
On pinions they rose to great height
For a shift in weather was nigh
Keeping their V-shaped formation
Observing them was a delight
How swiftly they took wing to fly
Towards a warmer location
Nature gave them the keen foresight
A journey they dare not belie
For months of Winter's duration
Innate sense of seasonal change
'cross miles of geographic range
June 13, 2023
Trilonnet Contest ~ Image #4
Sponsor: Joseph May
Tools: rhymzone and howmanysyllables
As a rainbow of the sunset descends
and the balmy breeze washes over sand
that tickles between toes and carefree hand,
I’m in the company of valued friends.
The deceptive calm of darkening sea
where the cormorants dive for their last meal,
the leeward shadows of the rocks turn teal –
I would not wish in other place to be.
The windsurfers had furled colourful kites.
Easterly wind had died down for the day
and sharks are out to forage and for play
in riptides, lurking out of reach of lights.
I lift my eyes to the offing* distant,
the aspect of which is ever constant.
INSPIRED BY:
Sonnet VI,
by William Lisle Bowles
Poetic form: BOWLESIAN SONNET
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*offing: (n) The sea-level horizon is the geographic horizon at sea level. One of the best places to see the sea-level horizon is a beach. The ocean and the sky provide a clean, flat line where the Earth seems to meet the sky. If you’re standing on the beach looking out at the sea the part of the sea that ‘touches’ the horizon is called the 'offing'.
Latin waiter….”Et tu Brute”
Artistic restraint
“just why is it that the pumpkin MUST be orange.”
Field trips
A 2nd grader wonders: “Just who is it that the corn stalks?”
Punishment
Write “I must not talk and laugh in class” 500 times*
*I wrote “I must not talk and laugh in class 500 times” 500 times
Grammatical “measurements”
’You have less milk, fewer cookies.” (Sister Aloyisius circa 1953)
Algebraic Anomalies….
”Ya can’t add apples and oranges and get bananas” (Brother Frederick circa 1960)
Detention
“Just cuz someone wrote it don’t mean ya hafta quote it” (detention circa 1962)
Religion…
“There’s nothing original about sin”
Geographic jerrymandering
“they’ll reshape, reform, and rename it all anyway so……”
John G. Lawless
11/20/2022
I accidentally ate, consumed, chew in,
A thesaurus, a synonymopedia.
And ever since then, at that moment, by that time,
My words, vocabulary, sayings just sublime.
So when I talk, speak, utter a voice to someone,
I use informed, spiced, educated English.
I use big, humangous, enormous words
And synonyms like 'food carrier' instead of dish.
And instead of idiot, fool, stupid person,
I found better words like Vladimir Putin, Donald Trump...
And I now use words like geographic waste disposal centre
Instead of cheap words like rubbish dump.
It's awesome, fantastic, awe-inspiring,
How my language, grammar, vocabulary has developed.
It really is supercalifragilisticexpialidocious,
How my wisdom, philosophical understanding has emerged!
Watching National geographic
Subject “The Laughing Devils”
The Hyena I have to say
For me are on a completely different level
I know all animals are gods creatures
I respect and value this
Though, personally to be quite honest
I feel Hyenas ascend from the abyss
They are nasty and aggressive
Actually, just outright mean
Greedy amongst each other
Constantly dribble and are unclean!
In their world weakness is despised
Bullies will attack
They kill their own
And the runt of the pack
I tried hard to find redeeming features
Which I was unable to do
I honestly find Hyenas heinous
Unkind but true…..
The thug’s greedy plan was ill-fated.
“Beware of the dog!” the sign stated.
Sharp teeth pierced his butt.
He screamed, “Get off, mutt!”
Desire to steal quickly abated.
For Samson, fame was just beginning.
This brave dog would set the world spinning
with such doughty deeds,
supplying the needs
of many while great kudos winning.
He quickly developed the power
to fly. There exists not ONE tower
inhabited by
trapped ladies who sigh.
Now all the bad guys hide and cower.
This thug-throttling canine has muscle.
He comes out on top in a tussle,
but he’s brilliant too.
To Mensa* he’s new.
Competing with him, humans hustle.
This grand rise to fame was engendered
when Samson so actively hindered
an evil guy's plan.
Now many a fan
admires him for services rendered.
howmanysyllables.com 9--9--5--5--9 per stanza
He-dog--canine version of "he-man"
*Mensa is the largest and oldest high IQ society in the world.
In an annual Mensa competition, usually held in April, Mensa teams from around the U.S. and Canada compete within their local geographic area.
March 16, 2022
The nature of our spiral nebulae or Milky Way,
is the size of our universe from where we stay.
Believing that our nebulae is relatively small,
Astronomer Curtis declared a far bigger call.
Billions of galaxies much larger and distant,
the scale of the universe, 1921 relevant.
Island universes in the trillions,
supernovas outshine galaxies in brilliance.
Another great debate by Huxley at that time,
upholding the biblical creation in us to refine.
To him self affirming the preference to be an ape,
giving Darwin’s theory the wishing shape.
In letters of war between Burke and Thomas Paine,
the debate in differences of conservatism,
and the misleading perception of progressivism.
After 2021 in lockdown giving nature a break,
wildlife’s resources in reviving stake.
The new debate now in consideration geographic,
3 working days and nights, 4 days no traffic.
Zero hours at sunrise, 12 at dawn lights mean,
nature hours including month thirteen.
The ultimate provider in absolute respect,
labor camp for restoring wasteland to correct.
Human independence and it’s grow of sacrifice,
the caring things of nature love that satisfies.
Rape her not,
For She, is the daughter of beauty.
But she has been manually abused
By her four living children,
North, West, South and East Africa.
She cries in ancient and black suns.
Using her as a vamp,
In generating a so-called revenue?
She cries tears of blood.
Bleeds in the continuous present,
In an imperfect, old, and unlikely future.
She cries from dark eyes,
With unfortunate tears,
A vast and geographic cry.
She is an abundance of natural resources,
But still she cries,
Of roads, schools, and hospitals.
She cries of hot pains,
Like blood leaving her veins and arteries,
Of salty tears.
She cries in corruption and depression.
©®2021
A.M Ngumbu Jr
May all of the Saints preserve us!
Harmony offers lip service!
A robot on call
Who can do it all
Is bound to make women nervous!
*Harmony is a robotic sex doll
featured in the September 2020 issue
of National Geographic magazine
Polar bear
Sapped
Dreary
Thin
Visible world falling apart
Real time tragedy
Climate change shackles to fasten him to numbing hunger
Ragged white fir coat growling through its misery
A broken grimness in gutted nature
No ice drift of salvation
Till the last polar bear dies in a smoke chain of complacency
National Geographic special
This too passes into history
Toxic forgetfulness
like a channel flicked
And every screen's back to normal.
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