5-9-25
recorded from the achives of the
Large Hadrone Collider
Acheivement:
Lead was tranformed into Gold.
The exact moment wasn't specified.
But the acheivement through temperary
was acheived
in the 27 mile under grouhnd facilty
under France..........
.La tension entre prostituées est un processus
qui crée des tensions entre prostituées ou prostituées.
Pour diviser leurs intérêts, peut-être se sépareront-elles.
Target Audeince.. is 21 and over
it's a roughly english speaking audeince
that find certain items in this genre fasinating.
a'Tha 'immanence' direc experience of the being or
force responsible for the creation and
maintenance of the universe
lailara harmony
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I might sing Concerto
to a well rehersted sound
I must sing Concerto
I must sing Concerto
A song
a Song
a beautiful song
the sound so sweet and clear
the words a lyricail bliss
endearing to those
far and near
a song
a song
a wonderful song
sung for
the world to hear
I must sing Concerto
for the world to hear!
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Categories:
glancing, analogy, business, guitar, music,
Form: Bio
Attraction is a small and fragile thing.
We started with stolen glances,
in crowded halls, across a coffee shop.
I was glancing (I hoped he was glancing).
It was hard, we lived in a rushed way.
We were on schedules, we had routines.
I had doubts about having a boyfriend
but they fell away, like leaves fall off trees.
I’d been warned, "don’t saddle trouble."
But finally, feeling that we were
deserving of love’s rich value,
we came together,
as marble-hearted sinners,
with the serpent's contempt
for God’s stable order.
Categories:
glancing, humor, romance, school, student,
Form: Free verse
Glancing back at the choices that I made in life
I wonder what difference it would have made
If I had taken a left or right turn here or there
Instead of the wrong and right turns that I made.
But I know that foresight is more important in life,
And my twenty-twenty hindsight rarely matters.
Though disappointments from love and losses caused me strife,
If I had done things differently, things might not have turned out better.
So, I have learned to grit my teeth and write things off to experience,
Knowing that my mistakes may be the one thing that I truly own.
I also know that my mistakes in life helped to build my character,
And usually, I did not make those mistakes alone.
Most importantly, I have learned to always move forward in my life’s plan
Because looking backwards can sometimes be too painful.
Time is linear and stretches on to infinity beyond my life span.
And, as my past moves slowly away in my mind’s rearview mirror,
It seems to become less meaningful.
Categories:
glancing, growth, moving on, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
The eyes of present
take a quick look at the past
to see the future.
Categories:
glancing, success, time,
Form: Haiku
Life sometimes balls up its fists
And swings, and I take the hits
Standing; it's only a glancing blow
Life sometimes balls up its fists
I don't parry the punches thrown
This chin of mine is made of stone
Life sometimes balls up its fists
And swings, and I take the hits
Date written and posted: 12/05/2018
Categories:
glancing, life, me, strength,
Form: Triolet
Walking past the shop window
Glancing, I find I'm just not there
Even when I go back to check again
All I see is an empty stare
Rows and rows of windows
Allow me to see the other side
Even when a bus passes me
I hear my inner self confide
Walking past the shop windows
Like I've done so many times
No longer I go back to check again
For I, I can no longer find
Categories:
glancing, lost,
Form: Rhyme
Glancing out, the mountains call
Sweet freedom is my friend.
She beckons and I hear her call,
Whose acquaintance has no end.
Toes are itching, bouncing,
But contained inside these shoes-
Such great parts long to hear
Poems amidst the truth.
But also- yes, there is a wait,
The ticking, tocking sounds.
The metronomes of little frogs
Keeping time with freedom’s song.
Like snoring, they are only heard
By those they keep awake-
For the ones who hear the little frogs
Know what’s behind the gate.
Yes- I can hear the song of freedom sung,
But should I wait to hear the frogs,
Life truly has begun.
So here thanksgiving rules
And here I will await-
As the freedom I still long to see
Will remain behind the gate.
For it belongs, and I in it, to the giver, not the child;
And in the gift, I will choose to walk within the wild.
Categories:
glancing, beauty, earth, giving, growth,
Form: Free verse
Look,
I stare at thee and see you, my mentor,
It’s nothing but an illusion;
May be it’s someone else I look for,
And may be, you look like that other-one.
Categories:
glancing, confusion, life, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Glance at the child that appears restless
starving for attention
while his mother has no sense of his direction
glance at his father that's never there
glance at the neighbor that slams his door
towards abomination
glance at the homeless that stoops to eat
while sliding his cardboard box away from the heat
glance at the selfish
hiding their riches
glance at the addict that rob, steal and kill for something that will disappear
glance keep glancing cause it's all real...............
Categories:
glancing,
Form: Quintain (English)