There are abilities in disabilities
So shun idioms that mock any form of disabilities
I know a fellow that has his physical frame unbalanced
And his head obliguely and disingenuously referenced
With slash reference Oriogbade may look dowd
But his wisdom these disabilities couldn't shroud
I hail his sense of humour for being so superb
And the philosophies canned in his proverb
The lessons in life are lives themselves
Oriogbade taught us to believe in ourselves
There shouldn't be such idiom again as turn a blind spot
For Oriogbade, his proverbs prove that he's a hotshot
Should there be someone that can help him to the top
I mean someone that can give him a leg up
Like those who brought him on air to grease his wheels
In order to fortify his resolutions against future ordeals
Oriogbade will be a recreation in the movie works
With his disposition he won't be a spanner thrown in the works
As he begins to breathe with profit and from his wrenches unclench
May he never be clenched again to go back to the trench
Smart phone - we groan without this digital backbone
Laptop - work from home nonstop
Wi-Fi - faster internet connectivity to live hi-fi
5G - advanced communication technology
GPS location - reach any destination
Artificial intelligence - computer brain takes precedence
Zoom - conduct a worldwide meeting from your room
Robot - human proxy hotshot
Virtual reality - simulated artificiality
Social media - connect with friends and share your idea
4th March 2022
For Simon Rogerson's "Let's explore digital technology" contest
Freezing last night and I suddenly thought
You little idiot, you are a crackpot!
On dresser are warm fuzzy socks that you bought.
So I put on two pair, and my feet got quite hot.
A little note I then decided to jot.
For this is what strange teachers have taught.
I drew a sock and wrote “forget me not”
Actually felt like a super hotshot.
Hotshot
Pilot
Did loop
Oh, poop!
Flamed out
No doubt!
He bailed
Chute failed!
Bad chute
Oh, shoot!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
fill the void, oh! hotshot
knuckle down to call in question
like elucidation of parting shot
triviality over inflection
05/08/16
trashcan basketball
a hotshot in his own mind
score
for the other team
Sitting alone staring out the window at the frozen air
and slate colored sky with every inch of the desk
covered in stacks of paper like strata of life.
Book shelves impossibly arranged so that no one would
ever decipher the code of the last 30 years.
Wondering what happened, but knowing it didn’t just happen.
It was the long road taken to this place where the bland stale
toast sameness of life had become boring and without sweetness
or flavor. All of those years now behind and the memories all that a
are left to mock.
What to do now, hotshot?
Now that this is all that has been accomplished.
All of this and nothing.
Which drawer did you hide the bottle from yourself in?
Seems so long ago, but was really not given how many years it
kept you company.
Let’s explore those drawers and see what can
be salvaged of the past.
Let us toast you
in memoriam…
24Jan14
India
by Nandlal K. Pancholi
AIDS and raids and RDX dunes
Bell-hop cops poor politic's peons
Daud philoo Memons macabre dons
Maul megapolis all perilous pawns
Harshad hotshot handsome hero
Bofors pay off probe by Nero
Riot-hit state of riot-hit cities
Parrallel perennial animosities
Political parties pelt at each other stones
common man woe-ridden groans and moans
Over disputes hot House adjourns
Path to progress strewn with thorns