SENIOR MOMENTS. FOOTLE
Here I am at a very great old age with same chat
for these days I can only recall old tales, off pat
Toothless now and decayed so no, long kiss
for that's certainly something best, to miss
Reading with a magnifying glass in , large print
with very strong glasses for close-up, or squint
In my chair most afternoons having, no sap
having to pace myself or without doubt , need nap
Don't just seat at home waiting to eat
Make use of your brain so your hands
Can find something to work
So make use of your self.
People who are innovative
Are like synchronised
And combined forces
Can surely accomplish plenty.
Heroes of resilient workers
Shoulder to shoulder working
Compassionate driving heart
Teamwork are my country needs today.
Writing everyday to improve my poetic techniques
Patents brought us greed
As Nikolai Tesla modernize technology
Thinkers and the so-called inventors copy
Most of Tesla's invention to innovation
While Tesla died in penury and underprivileged
His innovators became rich and wealthy.
Social media, realm where whispers fly,
A land beneath the vast digital sky.
Here, every word can travel far,
Each post and tweet, a potential star.
It binds the world in a tight-knit web,
Where thoughts and cultures easily ebb.
A platform broad for voices small,
In this grand stage, one and all.
Yet in its depths, dangers dwell,
As truths and lies together swell.
A double-edged sword, it can deceive,
Where false narratives weave and leave.
A mighty force for advocacy’s fight,
It lights up causes in the night.
From grassroots grows a towering wave,
Empowering the meek, the brave.
But watch the cost, privacy paid,
Invisible prices, quietly laid.
A footprint permanent, never gone,
In the landscape vast, forever drawn.
A frontier for the bold, the new,
Where innovations burst into view.
A pulse of progress, fast and fierce,
New ideas that pierce the universe.
So wield it well, this potent tool,
Educate, engage, but never fool.
For social media’s power, vast and wide,
Reflects the human spirit, amplified.
Allow the rain
Hunt for berries
Echoes cast our shadows
Accept the start
Deduce the summer nights
Lemon scented mead
Initiate the Eclipse
Escape the Bunker
Silver snow storms with warm shelter
Protect the youth
Educate society in past innovations
Allow for Patience and Understanding
Create solutions to advance Humanity
Erect monuments to recognize Greatness
Being alone, you waste time
being alone smells like wind
being accompanied I feel,
being accompanied I fly
Don't ask why
if only you matter
I'm retrograde, because
for not being you
This state is ok
it's neither good nor bad
it's wanting to be fatal
but wanting to see the sun
All this goes to...
the individual cannot
he's too closed off
because of an open wound
All this goes to...
my thoughts like this
bold as lights
that disappear when flying
Innovate flow is what I seek
feel that insufficiency as I go
as one moves and
find a happy cat alone.
I don't think I'm looking for that
I want to be and share
I guess that's what I call flow.
You spoke a new language
of rarefied air
guided nonchalantly
through curving channels of brass
Conduits of cool
juries of jazz
floating past soulful valves
harbingers of what will come
Slender fingers
improvising storylines
magistrates of melancholy
bailiffs of bop
Miles from the mainstream
a milestone of
modern modalities
kind of blue
In the realm of triumph, memories of victory linger
First came the bear, then the lion did swiftly appear
A stone in a sling, propelled with mighty force,
Now comes a giant, down goes the giant with remorse.
The ancient of days resides within your walls,
The Special One lives inside of you bearing His flames,
In His mighty Hands, the world finds its keep,
With unlimited grace, He calms the tempests deep.
Clothed with swords, angels protect your way,
With creative breath that will never sway,
No more will you fear darkness’ snare,
Lies’ rules shattered, dissolved into air.
For you are not forgotten, hear this for sure,
He knows your name, He is drawing near,
In His divine plan, you play a prominent part,
A brave soul, cherished within His heart.
So, march forward, with sound mind and free,
For God will do it again, have faith, you see,
With love and innovation, He'll guide you anew,
For you are highly favored through and through.
Your innovation is unstoppable
You belong to your purpose even
If a river of darkness comes up against you!
Stay glued to your direction
Find the problem
Catch the solution and
Strengthen what you have
Do it before it is too late!
Fight the night
If things get tight
Shine a bright light that
Will change your sight!
The passion for your goals
Can be your strength so
That you can go that extra mile!
Chase your purpose
If you are in a daze
Raise your expectations
So that you never get bored!
Strike a chord with destiny and
Let your gift feed humanity even
If a river of darkness comes up against you!
Remember, you belong to your purpose
Because your value does not depend on people!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2022
How much to your interest - do you owe?
How much knowledge do you own?
Is the place of ideas your home...
Will they stay with us... when you’re gone.
Remember ideas are what you own
There’s a balance to the whole
It’s your chance setting the goal
You can’t reinvent the ball
... you can just let it roll
As you move on to the inventions,
that become known.
Loathing the mazy, the lazy look around
To spot the shortest of all paths to be found
For the indolence that in him does redound
The lazy man with novelty does abound
Yesterday's hottest news
is today's biggest snooze
The latest thing today
~ by tomorrow is passe
The world goes round and round
Innovation speeds up, not down
By the time you read this poem
~ Zuckerberg? Who's he? You know 'im?
Thoughts raised questions,
mysteries lead to discoveries.
Nyquist’s analog signal digitalization,
led to the electronic world modernization.
The door to victory is never known.
Opportunities towards success could be blown.
Choosing a path already chosen,
is safe yet done by a dozen.
But a road – not – taken is freshly paved,
which an opportunist considers being plagued.
Victory being unbiased,
could be claimed by an Ant or an Elephant.
A loser who is well bred,
shall rise and shine against any opponent.
Failures obscure a path well led,
leading to the novel achievement
A strategist sets to sail,
without dropping an anchor on failing.
Rowing through storms and paddling,
through the wrath without bailing.
The forest of success,
where flora and fauna are in million.
strategist encountering ferocious lion,
to grab a dandelion,
who dares to use a Venus fly trap,
as his guide map.
These are the life lessons of wildlife,
Engraving wounds of memories like a knife.
A winner with pumping adrenaline first crosses the finish line.
Loser slips the borderline,
racing to create the headlines.
shapes
adjacent
subliminal postures
in elements
of purity:
a surfeit of harmony
shards of enlightenment
minute observations
luminosity articulated
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