Cool
grandson
is unmoved
by convention.
Place has no value
except as it connects
to young imagination.
My elf ladders are not missing;
Spiderman and Robin need a bridge
to cross the creek that runs under 'Cool's' bed.
There are no buildings there to climb upon.
One busy mind fixated on need
ingenuity moves forward.
He is now outside; I see
my garden hose inside
arched thru a window.
One speedy shove
stays 'Cool's' creek
from its
course.
colored dots
the deal
wide& closely
spaced
joined-up
large-scale
real
in popular
appeal
an
ambivalent
pastiche
off
the leash
other shapes
irregular
parallels lines
or waved lines
in
Four primaries
yellow, black magenta
&cyan
were the colour plan
another
was the
'small eye poet'
unconventional
&
innovative
versification
strangely
arranged
wordplay
with meaning
& the shape
they built
&
use
of the parenthesis
repetiton
to
make
impression
Everyone has a special talent
Everyone has some special skills
Nothing is eternal under the tent
Everyone is entitled to some special deals
Who are we to prejudge or judge?
Who are we to refuse to budge?
Once in a while, comes a little surprise
Most of the time, it is no good to surmise
No one is the same, no one is perfect
We all have to do our best, to be correct
There is only one first time
No one has the same shade of paint
Lemon is yellow, and different is lime
Everyone has a different talent.
Copyright © October 2016, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry books.
INGENUITY
laurels
garlanded
so
breath taking
swirls
of
foliage
simulated
&
envisioned
so
elegantly
vibrant in
sacred
spaces
warm
&insitent
with
intangible
clarity
deeply
poetic
yet
unsolicited
PROTOCOL
some
decorum
where
precedent
blossomed weaving
weaving
a
narrative
deploying
an
unspoken
loyalty
&
unwavering
devotion
with
unparalleled
respect
eccentricity
silenced
&made
mute
thus
chaos
avoided
a fallen log lies in the yard.
Can imagination rescue and recycle it?
Beauty of flowers could enhance and warm it
stump of an oak
ingenuity could possibly salvage it
healthy green plant can enlighten and enliven it
all it takes is an idea person
with touch of a master gardener
My neighbor shows proof of this
All over her yard
I see and am intrigued and delighted
Wondering if I could ever replicate her
enthusiasm and imagination?
I miss you, yes you.
Where have you been?
Were you hiding or hibernating?
Your strong will and encouragement I seek,
Those inspired words you speak.
Always true to yourself,
Even if people gave you hell.
You stay cool, calm and collective,
Don’t let cruel gossip be infective.
Where have you been?
Did something happened unforeseen?
You don’t let peoples’ hate broke you down,
You make sure you stand your ground.
I know, their behavior caused sometimes pain,
You try to refrain, not think or react on it,
It makes your sometimes sick.
Don’t worry my ingenuity friend,
The two of us will stay true friends.
You are my soul, and I am your body,
Together we ride our storms till the end.
imagination
i n s p i r e s
ingenuity
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July 15, 2021
" In Just A Few Words" 2 Poetry Contest
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Across a red planet Martian sky
Flying in an alien atmosphere on high
Such a little craft with our eye
A wonder so far from home to fly
What will you see about the plain
A dry place without a spot of rain
Will their be strange eyes looking at you
As you fly past without noticing too
Perhaps there may be a news report
On an alien broadcast retort
Of a UFO flying mysteriously
And wondering what on Mars it would be.
© Paul Warren Poetry
I stand by my assertion Mars has next-to-zero AIR
That justifies my skeptical view AIRcraft can't fly there
But in my poem composing, I did leave myself an 'out'
I can't have people thinking I'm a foolish clueless lout!
We knew already JPL and NASA pull such tricks
as to convince Terrestrials they're Total Clever Dicks
Inventive and resourceful and most ingenious
They made an 'Ingenuity' whose flights were seen by us!
My admiration for their work is second to no one.
I learn from them, my mind expands, with elements of fun...
Our Solar System's large enough to hold much mystery
So can those T.C.D.s progress in solving them? Let's see!
To Babylonians, Ptolemy (and me),
The night sky was a glittering sea.
They called them all stars
But (including Mars)
These “observers” were startled to see…
That charting their heavenly courses
And imagining bears, crabs and horses
They moved thru the seasons
But for confounding reasons
Some obeyed differing forces.
They called them “Wandering Stars”.
(We know planets are now what they are.)
But since we conquered the moon,
Who’d have thought that so soon,
From THEIR faces we'd look back at ours.
So transmission lag notwithstanding,
The space craft survived thru its landing,
But a plan to research
From an aerial perch
Was at one time beyond understanding.
Over six years a drone flight was planned.
Could it take off and land on command?
NASA asked it to fly
And did it comply?
TODAY HISTORY WITNESSED FIRSTHAND!
wikipedia.org/wiki/Ingenuity_(helicopter)
sky is the limit
first historic flight on Mars
~ ingenuity
***
NASA's Mars helicopter Ingenuity successfully made the historic first controlled flight on another planet today, April 19, 2021, at 3:34 a.m. ET.
You said miracle,
I said,
You said salvation,
I said it was ingenuity.
Miracle miracle,
It's a trick.
Peace, peace,
Greetings.
You said dhikr dhikr,
I said idea idea,
You said bliss,
I said it was ingenuity.
From dhikr to idea,
It's a trick.
Felicity Felicity,
Bliss is ingenuity.
Birdman Father Yunus Kokan
Now this is quite ingenious whatd'ya think
Using the old noodle when life's on the brink
Listen up dear pupils
Saves oodles and oodles
Not just another pretty face wink wink
No existence without desire
No desire without killing conscious
No killing without motive
No motive without conduct
No conduct without genes
No actions without sense
No human without yearning
No help without expectation
No joy without anguish
No success without hurdles
No beauty without annihilation
No being without love
No growth without labour
No life without food
No food without water
No kiss without touching lips.
No sight without eyes
No taste without tongue
No smell without nose
No moon light without sun
Nothing is there without something.
S - soothing is
T - the view
A - astral glitter engrossed my
I - irises
R - rarely has something held me so captive
W- waking my senses
A - alignment not a factor
Y - yesterday forgotten
T - time has no place here
O - only the now -
T - takes me on a journey where
H - hours are like minutes
E - even trying to hold onto worries
S - seems futile
T - there is so much joy, so much
A - admiration in God's creation a
R - riveting testimony of His
S - superior power
By: Wilma Neels
©210220121360
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