When first the Covid plague had laid me low,
Methought I'd been in Tartarus below;
My teeth did chatter, naught could warm me there;
I gasp'd, I choked, I fought in vain for air.
The quicksilver stood calm, and said, "Not ill."
My legs did fail… and O, that bitter chill…
Hi I’m an object a very small special object and my name… well …my name is NOT important!
I have been called many things.
Just know I am the most powerful object in the world because
You humans agreed that I’m important.
So important in fact that you humans practically worship me!
You humans do what ever you must to just to have possession of me.
Even if it means hurting and mistreating each other.
However, little do you realize that it is I who has possession over you. Your whole life existence revolves around me.
There is nowhere you can go
Nothing you can do
Nothing you can have
Without me.
Even-though I am not a living sentient being your validation and admiration of me brought me to life.
Don’t blame me for being me.
You humans made me what I am.
He had his chance at life
Fear held him back
Instead of moving forward
He retreated in reverse
His tombstone’s inscription terse
‘Life’s blessing ~ his curse’
I never thought
I would get this old
I never thought
I would feel this cold
I never thought
that my sight would fail
I never thought
I would lose the trail
I never thought
that my friends would die
I never thought
that the truth could lie
I never thought
that the time would come
I never thought
— that my race had run
(Dreamsleep: September, 2026)
If I didn't had your love
My Father
I would not be able to live
Without your love
Please Father give me
Some love
Because I know that
You have lots of love to spare
You are the one who made love
With your holy hands
Also it is love that heals
My broken heart
That is in pain
I already took lots of pain killers
And nothing worked
Yes I overdose on pain killers
That is something that is very
Dangerous to do
But I also was getting desperate
Yes Father lots of people broke
My heart again
Also I don't know what else
To do
Because I hate to be alone
Without friends
Firework splits the night
angel wings crumble to ash
silence takes its shape
your ghost lingers in my arms
a melting oblivion
The clowns are crying
And frowns complying
In a world unaware it's dying
All the fears my heart kept
For all the years I spent bereft
Needing some debris clearing of a mind swept
Should there be anything fragile left
In that room, in that mind an ego is kept
With a hippy 60’s vibe, in cadence, in step
And I'm a drummer I am supposed to keep a beat
And when I'm not behind my kit I can still tap my feet
At the hi hat's foot chick you had me.......complete
If words had minds, what would they say?
Alpha knowledge
Word power
Sentences aligned in thinking
AI having no option
Words would be thinking for themselves
No need for the human mind
Words setting the course
Impact being a force
Words approach
Concept their choice
Words being their own space
Humans could no longer control
The theory of a new behold
Words take hold
Intriguing and accelerating
Fulfilling and soothing
Encouraging and establishing
Word talk
Human listen
Needing help from the human aspect
Words being their own intellect
Reverse of alpha knowledge
Logical thinking far superior above man in how words operate
Word mindset
Words measured on effort
Words have arrived and ready
The new alpha sentences approach
You have been told.
Once had a cat Whose Name Was
By
J.A. Long
I once had a cat named Gingerbread
He never saw red
Until his final days
I once had a cat named Sue
I regrated my mistake
But he never said boo
I once had a cat whose name Buck
He used to think he was a watch dog
But never got mistaken for a duck
Until the day he was sadly lost
I once had a cat whose name was Meg
She never even tried to beg
Once had a cat named Alex
Someone might have thought
He created the phone
Once had a cat named Chico
He had a temper
But he was quick to repent
Even though we did not have a tent
I once had a cat named Vaness
She was so sweet that she
Could have been a Contessa
Once had a cat named Melissa
She was a little a playful
And she always wore a tux
Once had a cat named Carly
She did not like barley
But she did occasionally sing
Even on weekends
I once had a cat named Renee
She was sweet and vocal
Thank God she was not a Wren
She gave me some advice before passing away
Oh, I miss them all!
your tenaciousness sperm is always spunky ! I a prove of you .
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • August 3–9, 2026)
If I didn't had your love
My Father
I would not be able to live
Without your love
Please Father give me
Some love
Because I know that
You have lots of love to spare
You are the one who made love
With your holy hands
Also it is love that heals
My broken heart
That is in pain
I already took lots of pain
Killers
And nothing worked
Yes I overdose on pain
Killers
That is something that is very
Dangerous to do
But I also was getting desperate
Yes Father lots of people broke
My heart again
I also don't know what else
To do
Because I hate to be alone without
Friends
One beat at a time
How would the heart respond?
Steady or slow
Fast pace or just let go
Goodbye would be hard to face
Timing in everything with a pace
The moment
Quick answers having no time for questions
Goodbye being as time went by
Living and Striving at every try
Little time to spare
Counting heartbeats
One life one everlasting
Goodbye with its own accelerating speeches in beats
Heartbeats always remember
Goodbyes simply give up.
Up a blue sky, ascended the sun,
but a little beetle had no fun
till he climbed from beneath a rock
and crawled inside your sock.
If someone had told me
that I would struggle to just be
would I have done something
differently or bring
something different to the table
or would I be able
to make the world better
or be a trend setter?
Very doubtful, but worth asking
because I am basking
in today's pain
and would like to keep the stain
of that pain
from being forever held
in my body and meld
my future to hold more joy
but it won't hold my boy
so I'm just spinning,
but I'm functioning, so I'm winning
and leaning on God
who is my sustaining rod
of strength when mine fails
and I just need to rail
Drawing the piper's ankhs over the fire whistled these words, that Anubis was fabricated a war of the worlds, but never have see the day then, like open amphoras that last by the daybreak, open Egypt to the masses, the crypts speak of Anubis even if we can't accept that.
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