It’s time punctiliousness was put in its place
~ Rarely does it win the race
Just a down to earth dude, nothing special
Live a simple uncomplicated existence
It's how it's been for eighty-eight years
Changing now would be inconsistent
We are who we are after many long years
Of living, observing, and choosing
The path that seems like the right one to us
Is the one that's the least confusing
Some are comfortable with strife in their life
It seems to give them reason for being
Always liked mine to be real smooth sailing
With a simple devil-may-care feeling
Don't know how many of you nice people
Have a similar approach to living
Didn't have a choice it was chosen for me
But I certainly don't have any misgivings
Life is diverse.
A multi-seeking mess.
The particle, the wave.
All at the same time.
The unity is the disunity.
The Big Brother black hole
At the center of it all,
Silently howling for more.
Where does it all go?
The grinding of wills.
A quiet simmer.
The tension in the laughter.
The release of joy.
The exhilaration of touch,
Skin to skin.
Planets smashing into each other.
Voices crashing,
Like tectonic plates beneath us.
The smile that wants to frown.
The joke that was never told.
Brand spanking new planets to mold.
As we watch space fold,
Dancing soul to soul,
In common cosmic reverence.
You can see me in your face
(past version)
In life you didn’t know me.
I had died so long ago.
But in another when you knew me,
In an existence all aglow.
I hope someday you’ll find me
On some page with faded ink -
Part of your family history -
That undiscovered missing link.
Can you remember me?
I was more than just a name.
I lived and loved, gave birth and died,
And passed on my husband’s name.
Can you remember me,
From another time and place?
Gaze closely in your looking glass;
You can see me in your face.
Can you remember me?
Don’t forget me.
The Beauty of the Day is in your face,
It shines like soft light in the dappled shade.
Enfolds my heart and makes it beat apace,
Its radiance is of golden sunlight made.
O, daring flies the heron, flies by me
And dares me, soft, to take your quiet hand.
Of Hopes, there are particularly three
That march beside me up the golden sand:
That I may hold your smile within my heart,
That some bright day, I may your fingers, kiss
That I, in light, may paint you, Sacred art.
These three, and by the falling water's bliss
We, two, sit peaceful and the heron praise
Who wakened in my heart this song of days.
Have a cool birthday, Helen Grace,
As you gladly open your eyes;
I can see the smile in your face,
I can hear you telling no lies.
Topic: Birthday of Helen Grace Naz (March 07)
In Your Face
I will put it in your face,
as long as it’s in mine.
Is slavery in your face?
They’ve all been set free.
Is child labor in your face?
They’re all in school.
Are the house wives, in your face?
They’re all dropping votes.
As long as injustice reigns;
As long as death fills our veins
As long as the Leaders lie
As long as our planet dies.
I will be in your fat face,
because it’s all in mine.
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T-uesday sun fourteenth February
R-ises above the horizon;
I-t's a beautiful birthday,
S-haring the lovely beacon.
H-aze, mist, and fog are all nowhere in view;
A-s the dawn starts to break, dusk fades into the blue.
M-orning flame in the sky
A-ims to brighten your place;
E-arly light looks like a shine in your face.
There it is, the facts!
Some passed foolish words or acts,
a picture presence of a thousand words
looking back without grace to be restored;
what you said or what you did
no one can ever forgive.
Everything we say or do
haunts us until we're screwed
no one forgets the human brewed stew
backtracked apologies, missteps or intended grace
our past comes forth to ever be in your face.
Wisdom seems to come with age
and in our endeavors, each is gauged
by the very steps, we play upon life's stage
but time hardens and wrinkles our face
with mistakes regrets never erased.
W-ith joy in your face,
E-yes of you are in tears;
N-ew dawn has broken, as the shadows disappears.
J-oy in your face
I-s caused by fine weather;
M-ist and fog fade away,
E-arly twelfth of December.
N-ight chill passes from view,
E-vading the Lord's embrace;
Z-one of warmth has felt the joy in your face.
sometimes I need to be
very in your face
make myself heard
let out that roar
and drama it up a score
the need for more
at the core
more intensity
vivacity
high voltage vibrancy
more "live it to the max" volitility
I'm here
right in your face
no comfort zone space
social media mad
posting the good
berating the bad
advocating this and that
slap in the face reality queen
believing she can make a difference
change the world philosophy
makin it reality
that's me
at other times
like a vapor, I rise
no trace of me
just a peripheral entity
no image
no sound
no feet on the ground
there but not there
giving all I've got
to float free from this spot
deactivate, hide
fight to stay alive
comatose complacency
that's me
strange...
the "in your face"
and "no trace" girl
both are....me
can you see?
Now...
in all honesty
in vital veracity
tell me...
who do you want me to be?
Eileen Manassian
J-ust let the beacon rise,
A-pril nineteenth break of day;
I-n the lanes up above,
N-ight shadows fade away.
E-arly dawn has shown up,
L-et the evening pass by;
Y-our birthday has come,
N-eath the wide blue sky.
B-ad weather turns fine,
A-fter the storm is over;
R-ain stops from falling,
C-old chill gets warmer.
E-ach light from the sun
L-ets the morn see the flame;
L-onely twilight is gone,
A-nother wind whispers your name.
N-ew breeze of the moment gently blows in your place;
O-ne occasion of joy shares the smile in your face.
Seems there's some strange stuff going down
The world's not a happy place
Very different from just a few decades ago
World news wasn't right in our face
Since instant communications became available
Nothing goes unnoticed anymore
Someone sneezes on the other side of the world
And the germs soon reach our shore
Thought the Internet would be a real good thing
Connecting people all around the globe
As it turns out the bad news is instantaneous
We know if someone in China catches cold
There's a good side to this modern technology
But there's a not so good side as well
The bad news used to take a long time to reach us
In our own little world we dwelled
So we're forced to hear about all the bad stuff
We no longer are able to choose
Takes someone with a very strong constitution
To survive this age of instant news
So which is better, being oblivious to the crap
Or hearing it on a daily basis
Depresses the hell out of us sensitive souls
Hearing it from far away places
© Jack Ellison 2014
You Have the Right to Get
Pepper Spray in Your Face
By Elton Camp
What the protest movements are about I don’t understand
But I do comprehend police getting totally out of hand
Students sat, arms interlocked, peacefully on the ground
To spray them in their faces, a cop walked up and down
Give some folks a bit of authority and it goes to their head
And they will do what they want, not what is right instead
Of course, he will make some excuse to say that he did right
But his vile actions, sad for him, were with a camera in sight
I’m sure most of us have experienced cop bullying before
It is an abuse of power that shouldn’t be tolerated anymore
The cop should be discharged or suspended without any pay
But if he keeps his job, he must be told not ever do that way
Perhaps the protesters are not without a measure of blame
But for a cop to do a thing like that is a disgrace and shame
#1 When they asked me
Why I was kicked
Out of the Military
I tell them that the feeling
Was mutual
GF
#2 I'd rather wish
For time
With the Lord
Than to have no
Time at all
TIC - TIC - TIC
GF
#3 In the eye's of
The Lord
Love is highly
Personal
It is neither
Male or Female
GF
#4 When the said that
Marriage was
For ever and ever
I did not know that
It included
Divorces'
GF
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