Importing Poems

Echoes After Evening

Serene and silent evening
Fluffy clouds rolling across
Importing a lot of tweets
She is waiting with high hopes
To receive the warm echoes
She seems alone but her heart
Exults with the nostalgia

Place : 3rd

Don't Forget What They've Taken From You - V

V.
It used to be understood that
people were pretty safe,
that our streets and our neighborhoods
weren’t a dangerous place,
that you could let your kids go out
and they’d come back alive,
that we had good law enforcement,
security to thrive.
But now they coddle criminals,
help them get out early,
our cities have become failed states
of crime, drugs, and feces.
Worse yet is they’re importing them,
illegals in cruel gangs,
handing out money to the thugs
who probably should hang.
It seems a week doesn’t go by
we don’t see migrant crime,
people murdered and women raped,
it happens all the time.
Whole apartments taken over,
the tenants extorted,
by people your leaders let in
so they could get ahead,
all of it just to rig the vote
so they alone can win,
no problem with condemning you
to a future quite grim.
Your life has no meaning to them,
they’ll gladly leave you screwed,
see the evil and don’t forget
what was taken from you.

Blitzkrieg

Blitz the day
Blitz in a lightening 
Lightening the way
Lightening an importing
Importing the play
Importing as if to say to
To day light the way
To illuminate zamindar
Zamindar of owing a looking
Zamindar rent booking
Booking a room with a view
Booking in lieu
Lieu of mood
Lieu of institute
Institute your lines
Institute my time
Time spent effacing
Time lent to this zoo
Zoo of concrete
Zoo showcasing base
Base sing in treble
Base done level
Level up my spirits
Level hero initiate
Initiate instigate
Initiate template
Template a test
Template with zest
Zest for life
Zest for breath
Breath of breadth
Breath of Length
Length of purpose
Length of impose
Impose your duty
Impose yours truly
Truly you wisp the way
Truly like a zephyr
Zephyr of hand
Zephyr of band
Band of allegiance
Band of legion
Legion air of atmosphere
Legion ideal
Ideal cavalier
Ideal temperature
Temperature of blitzkrieg
Temperature of lightning zeal
Zeal
Blitzkrieg

I Can Not Find the Words

I can't find the words,
And even if I could, would there be enough words,
To describe, 
To my scribe.
What I feel when I look at the news on my computer,
Before I become a commuter,
And find picture after picture
Pasted by reporters who need a lecture,
On how the reader can make sense,
When there seems to be no sense,
In pasting a picture that is totally unrelated
To the words in the story that is featured.

In my lecture I would be saying to these modern reporters,
And the editors,
To whom they are reporting,
Too many pictures you are importing,
At the expense of good reporting.

My heart goes out to those tasked with deciding,
Who gets an award for best reporting.
The only advice I can give them is to put their blinkers on,
As, with the pictures all gone,
They may find the list of reporters who can report, quite short,
And those whom to pictures, often resort,
Will find it less rewarding,
And we may see more words appearing,
With the odd picture we can see, as belonging.

Enceladus Dreams

Tides in motion beneath my crust
Of water-ice and planet dust,
Heat a hidden salty ocean,
Beneath my crust tides in motion.

My fertile womb so ripe with seeds,
With chemicals that new life needs,
Deep in the darkness, in the gloom,
So ripe with seeds my fertile womb.

We’re not alone, there’s quite a few,
Europa, Triton, Titan too.
We’re moons with a life-friendly zone,
There’s quite a few, we’re not alone.

In dreadful dreams I saw peril,
Aliens that are not sterile,
Importing death, disease, and screams,
I saw peril in dreadful dreams.

From Earth arrives a prying probe,
Now transiting past Saturn’s globe,
To learn if life in my womb thrives,
A prying probe from Earth arrives …



October 16, 2022
Swap Quatrain


For information about amazing Enceladus, see:   solarsystem.nasa.gov/moons/saturn-moons/enceladus/in-depth/   
or:  www.newscientist.com/article/2339020-enceladus-shown-to-have-all-six-of-the-essential-elements-for-life/#:~:text=Saturn's%20moon%20Enceladus%20is%20producing,%2C%20oxygen%2C%20phosphorus%20and%20sulphur.

Imported

My scarf’s from Killarney.
My car’s from Japan.
My glasses - from Denmark
(And not on my plan!)

My shoes are from China
(Which was a surprise).
My baking dish - Portugal,
Sweet for the eyes.

Today is Thanksgiving,
America’s day.
Importing it all
Is America’s way.

Importing Not Important

Many things 
We do import 
From some countries 
Traditionally

This Covid is an addition

Defining Vs Non-Defining

To use “that” or substitute “which”
Knowing this would make me quite rich 
Wrong words are a glitch
That we hate and do switch
Since an editor’s ire is a b*tch


Author's note: I have been writing technical material for the past year, which has taken all my creative energy. I have missed many of the wonderful poets who live here. The good news is that the people I work for are beginning to embrace database publishing. 

We have all the paragraphs in one table, and "assemble" the paragraphs into documents using another table by importing record keys. Most people are not interested in this kind of thing, however, it could save us all a lot of money and lead to better technical publications from my employer.  

So, the site has some filtering for political correctness. At first, I thought I had left a word off, but alas, no. Is a little humor that bad?

Colonization of Justin Drive

My neighbor is importing kids!
Broken arms and ankles are sure to follow.
The ragamuffin’s ruckus drowns out the gibbons
totally smashing my morning sit.

The cars arrived, a funeral procession, 
each dropping off a hooligan to spoil the day.
I was the only soldier left at post;
refusing to sulk by hiding in my own home.
Determined nothing would move me from my peace.

The hollering became so immense
it seeped through the cracks of neighborhood doors
until peace was an unknown quality.
The skateboards with handles littered the lawns,
pray mantis’s with long arms reaching. 

Re-homing sounds like a sound idea
until I’m the recipient 
of all your garish garbage that you call kids.
Such a sweet name for these little monsters
and the squalor they leave in their wake.

Bitter Pill To Swallow

We know you must break the law to join them,
So why are we pandering to them,
Letting them rule too many streets,
And even whole towns.

Is it not way past time for push back?
To grow some backbone,
And say to them,
If you sell our sons and daughters drugs,
And they commit a crime you will get double the sentence they get. 

We should also tell them importing the ingredients for making drugs,
Could be deemed as an act of treason,
As they have no regard for the nation,
And may well be helping terrorists flourish.

Can we afford to let these organised criminals?
Posing as gang members grow any stronger,
If we want to be fit to champion the cause of all the,
Bright, wonderful, yet extremely vulnerable children.

Is it not time to give them the message?
That their time is up,
And the choice of what happens next is theirs,
As to whether they want to spend time in the sun,
Or take the chance our backbones will remain unfit for the task.

Her Eyes Were Like Fireflies

My love,
the depth of my fervor is without measure

you are the face that illuminates the darkness
you are the eyes filled with fireflies
their gleamy glows fill love's misty realms
 
you cause my heart to quiver importing me to dreamland
where we'll accommodate ourselves on some barren shore
as lovers...in a warm passionate embrace
freed from the burdens of the world

perhaps...taste our lips melting in another time and place
where we'll glide to the stars on wishes and wings of golden memories

we'll claim the nights as dreamers
whose pockets are filled with poems...written by our souls
when we learned to cross the bridge to ambrosial sighs
treasured by lovers...
joined by our fate before our shadows fall upon our footprints
and we vanish in the gray twilight of our time on Earth

9/7/18 contest Verses of Metaphors II

Toad Marrow

Toad marrow

Look about the day is near,
the evil ones will interfere,
importing labor cheap, 
visa, tainted lies,
30,000 needed special guys,
she snickers in her sleep..

Toad marrow she sits upon the heap,
cheaper labor cheep cheap cheep,
greed glitters in her eyes,
all workers are despised,
the evil one's don't weep,

desperation 4 no jobs appear,
shootings in the streets, oh dear,
death coming very near,
How many dead this week?

no future for the worker, sweet,
no house or car or  life complete,
the cynics have gone *****,
rich are so insincere,
Anarchy will complete,
end society hit delete...

Don Johnson

Airport

Nose is an Airport,

Importing,

Exporting,

Air!

The Spider Effect

How could failure be my gain?
As much as I tried hard
Sad and tired
I had tried and failed again
I nursed the thought for moments 
And importing sporadic loosed comments. 

I gave up... was about to give up
Like a broken glass cup.

Then came the spider
Black and furry legs like an armored tank
Sinking deep into space
Soaring higher....
Glued to a tiny transparent web
From its thorax`s  bank
Caressing the air at every ebb
Like  a policeman on a chase.

Pulled down 
It was back spinning
Every time, it was winning
Like the outbreak of dawn
Such determined little thing
And its web,  feeble and thin.

Amazed at the awe of its finished
Magnificent web tentacles
Exposed by the flaunted rays of light
Her mighty sank in the middle
Like a queen awed by her beauty.

My oozing shame away went
A pure hope in me trickles
That I felt in me a new might
To fight failure of its meddle
Off my life and join the success party.

This spider could achieve
Farther and wider
For this I believe
I have got the effect of a spider.

A Tough Christmas Cookie

Two billion people are of the Christmas persuasion,
Two billion people celebrate that most joyous occasion.

If that is true, Santa has to visit 23,148 people every second.
Which really is an awful lot as near as I can reckon.

I know that magic plays a part of Santa’s yearly shtick,
But even taking that into account it really is a trick.

Because that one second includes travel time and chimney scaling
Note reading, cookie eating, and occasionally board game playing.

Even taking into account that there may be a temporal causality loop,
That allows for the suspension of time for him and his happy little group.

Imagine how long it would take in a reindeer driven sleigh,
To visit each town and stop at each house along his way.

And think of the toys that delight and make the children want to shout,
The number of elves that it takes to build them would really freak me out.

The logistics of this endeavor can really start to boggle your mind,
The importing of raw materials alone could set you way behind.

To us, Santa may seem a jolly carefree guy, but he never gets to play hooky,
To run an organization such as that he must be one tough Christmas cookie.

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