It ends with the dogs of war being let loose,
Licking their bloody lips.
Karen overthrows and bestrides her enemy in the bloody fray,
Ignoring the loud exclamations of murder roared forth.
But it is impossible to discuss arrangements with
An impulsive man who has tears
In his eyes and both his
Arms round your neck.
I listen to BBC Radio 4 on a Wednesday morning with breakfast -
Listeners are encouraged to meet the highly
Intelligent, bright yellow blob,
That doesn't have a brain.
Where are you Madame Chrysanthème and your experiments?
Dirty. Loud. Brilliant.
A while ago you all might recall, I requested
Justice from the Lord.? No faith in lawfare I
Asked He take away the parasites, that destroyed
Much faith, I hear now that many are
deceased.' Of those who hung with epstein
And on innocence did feast.' I'll recall here a saying
I learned it when young..God settles debts without
Money, always remember that my son.)
So will Ben be back to lead his men?
Stacks of hacks chiding with their pen
Question all asking time & time again!
Key and Baz hiding in their ECB den
Riled echo chamber dialled up to ten
Let us know and if not now then when!
Fall of Bazball no longer a verdant glen
Now bogged down in a waterlogged fen
Astounds as Baz all about pounds or yen
Folks a coup by you know who should ken
Stokes came first not the egg but’s the hen
Spicier than wasabi with his kemosabe zen
ECB on their tod as it all crumbles yet again
So odd sod the fans & their God called Ben
If is the end than ECB to hell we send Amen
Right now reside; millions of files,
Where there should be no evil wiles
Yet it appears there? Is much rorting.!
Also rife cocaine snorting
With the protection; of most evil viles.!
All such in congress's much revered seat.?
There law-takers! Are enact-ing the delete..
Of all evils; squirming like real weevils'
(To forge false history?) Most incomplete
Just, more palatable, to folk on the street.?
Continuity
is assumed~
before and after
framing stories
which appear to
rewrite what is
spontaneously
happening~~
So many voices
From all over the world
Warnings repeated
But the authorities ignored them
Ignored the terrorists coming in from other lands
Ignored the man and his son
And the four guns they had
They also ignored the explosives
Luckily, they were not used
Fifteen people died that day
Thirty-eight people were wounded
The shooters even killed a ten-year-old girl
All because the authorities didn’t care
The time has come to change things
Make people pay attention
And do something to keep people safe
Because it sure ain’t happening now
© Poem – XX/XII/MMXXV
LRET
Dedicated to the souls lost and those wounded
at Bondi Beach.
NO FEAR OF TERRORISTS THREATS FROM DANITA DELMONT AGENT MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND MULES SMUGGLING DRUGS AND LAUNDERING THE STASH UNDER MY TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY OPERATION SOUIX CITY INTERNAL AFFAIRS LITERALLY ABUSE OF POWER 922 822 TALISA SHAW HILTON GOD BLESS AMERICA NO FRAR OF SCUM DEAR DANNY BOY OR GIRL WEARING HOOFS HOUSE HALF HORSE HALF WOMAN GALLOPING AS MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND RIDE THIS FRESK OF NATURE LEAVING SLIME ON MY WINDOW SILL HISSING MULE MULE RUSHING TO CANADA STUFFED WITH DRUGS THE DONKEY THE ASSES CIRO BORROWED FROM TAMPA DANEILLE VENSOR FLEE FROM ME I SMELL YOUR STENCH RAW EGGS NOSE HAIRS TOE FUNGUS OH DANNY BOY OR GIRL SEEKING MY EX HUSBAND WATCHING ME TOO SUN BATHE LISTENING TO MY SISTER'S MOM AND I ON YOUR ILLEGAL EAR PIECES YOU ARE AN ABOMINATION THE SIX THINGS DOTH THE LORD HATES SEVEN IS YOU AN ABOMINATION
with
no separation
nothing is
happening~
with
seeming separation
nothing is
happening~~
what
seems to be
happening is
unknown
appearing as
known~
the appearances
are apparently
not satisfying
pushing searches
for what is already
unknown
In this moment,
I see visions of bed sheet caught in slow motion,
I see crinkles in corners of eyes and smiles that turn into giggles,
I see screaming fingers tips up and down my skin,
I see something new to brush my fingers through,
I see him grazing his facial hair on my upper thighs,
I see my new poems and problems coming about,
I see myself saying “I need you” again.
oh no it’s happening again,
Oh Oh it’s happening again,
Oh it’s happened again.
Calling all drivers,
does your car go in reverse?
Why are you over the parking line?
I cannot get into my car,
now waiting until you are done shopping.
For weeks,
it has been happening.
Put your car in reverse and park straight,
or leave your car home where it belongs.
it's the
emptiness which
in its fullness
expresses what
seems happening
Title of poem-
"Profit and loss keep happening
Sometimes silence is better, innocence is better
The foundation of some complicated relationships is also better
Why worry about this loneliness?
Why fear your own shadow?
Why break some priceless relationships?
Why get swept away by just people's words?
Life's flavor is unique, its rules are also unique
Some sour, some sweet...... some tangled, some untangled
How can you break that precious thread of patience in just two moments?
Profit and loss keep happening, don't they?"
Silent October forest
Frisky fey feel jolt of anticipation
Dwarfs, brownies, fireflies and faeries on ready alert
Something is about to happen
One tiny faerie is particularly clairvoyant and perceptive
She stares at a small fern, knowing this is where it will happen.
An inner voice urges her to keep focusing
And so she does…..
Halo of illumination slowly oozes out of the top of the fern.
Tiny star glimmers radiate from this halo.
Faerie begins to get answers to her lifelong questions.
An inner knowing reassures her, faerie godmother is here.
She knows she can return to this spot
Meditate to her heart’s happiness
And get other answers
It is more than enough
eye
experience
remember
conceive
think
pause
begin
speak aloud
voice
& articulate
await
reaction
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