a twitch of the line signals action below
grip tightens on the rod in hope of a strike
heart pounding, scarce breathing, all senses aglow
success calls for patience and reflex alike
without warning the calm smooth surface shatters
ensuring a set hook is all that matters
when the angler prevails and takes a selfie
for the love of sport fishing set that life free
for protection through life they sell me a plan
to hand over thousands that i'll never see
signing my name to a contract i just scan
to cover a what if this happens to me
through health and good fortune the one thing i lose
payment for insurance that i didn't use
i'm sure some folks are thankful, to say the least
till viewing their next bill and find it increased
The children of Gaza have learned to hide
and hold their ears until bombings subside
Their dreams are colored now by mottled red
And a place in soft dirt has become bed
Their hands reach high for even some bread mold
Instead, little hands need toys they can hold
frightening nights as stars have ceased to shine
For long ago, happy days children pine
Children suffer among the most, it seems
For years, noise of war creeps into their dreams
They live midst hate and fear everyday.
Lose family, best friends who used to play
How can they possibly think through this fear
bombs whining as they fall, is what they hear
Sadness meets them at each corner they turn
To not hate is the lesson they must learn
Warm bath, soft bed those children sorely need
and we Earthlings must plant different seed
we need to insure a sweet dream each night,
and a world where children live without fright.
The human race desires wealth and power
Our souls grow corrupted more by the hour
With common sense it comes as no surprise
By our own hands insure our own demise
Where is this? Are we on Mars?
America – just count the stores,
capitalist carnivores.
That so-familiar movie score,
the swish of passing cars.
The city built on Brotherly Love
(Wells Fargo, Fitch and Abercrombie)
at the mercy of Pam Bondi
- was that a person, or a zombie? –
What was Madison thinking of?
Car’s no use: no place to park it.
Arrested at a funeral home.
No gravel pits, no air, no loam
- eat your heart out, Kristi Noem
(Checks Cashed Here, Medina Market)
Can this be noon? It feels like night.
What are these groupings? Hangouts? Dives?
They’re ganglions? They’re human hives?
Squandered talent, wasted lives.
Subway line blocks out the light.
Sidewalk garbage. Mostly men.
That hokey old verbal agility,
“insure domestic tranquillity”
correctional facility
for the heirs of William Penn.
Human beings are detritus
(Lifetime Nails, Olympic Sports):
To clean it up, we use the courts
Perhaps we ought to build more forts
- and thus our id comes back to bite us.
“We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.”
We the People, in unity’s quest,
Craft a window, our very best.
A union more perfect, in colors arrayed,
With justice’s brilliance, never to fade.
Tranquility’s tones, peaceful and mild,
Like a mother’s embrace to her child.
Defense’s strength, in crimson hue,
Guards our freedoms, tried and true.
Welfare’s care, in emerald green,
Nurtures all, both seen and unseen.
Liberty’s light, in golden gleam,
For us and our children’s dream.
This Constitution, our sacred art,
Binds us together, never to part.
baby belly
Your home
My bump
Smooth and striped
Round yet plump
Hard to bend
I can hardly pick up
Kicks to side stitches
Sleepy hiccups
Wonderful wriggling
Tucked away small
Safe and you're settled
Curled in a ball
When we first meet, ill whisper as
Follows;
Welcome to the world
sweet angel
every second near
I will protect you from sorrow
Held on and kept close
today
and
tomorrow
the day after that...
The day after that
I will never stop telling you, my daughter
I love you
Insure that you know
as time flashes by
the taller you grow
you will always have me
as my life wouldn't be
Complete without MUM as my title
Under the rug it goes
So nobody else will know
Under the rug it goes
Safe, beneath trodding toes
Under the rug is safe
For an unspoken mistake
Under the rug there’s pain
And spitted, rotten, distain
Under the rug where secrets travel
The fibers insure, nothing unravels
America gets fooled at the ballot box
Bucky Fuller shined a light out of duopoly’s might
Can America get unstuck,see the light ?
Do vote for what you Want,this will seal the deal
Every vote counts,if it is not same o’ same ‘ o crap
Forego anyone who supports the MIE,that’s the rap
Go for a party that can advance some utopian ideal
Help the Earth become a beautiful place to live,
Insure everyone in your ‘hood is taken care of,
Jill Stein’s manifesto -a breath of fresh air,
Know her manifesto with an open mind- if you dare,
Love everyone with a flaming heart,
Mankind is your kin for the most part.
No more thinking third parties are spoiler votes,
Only you can bring the change,
People have to stop drinking the duopoly’s cool aid,
Question everything.
Read Radical Mycology by Peter Maccoy,
Such an eye opening book you will enjoy.
Thevenusproject.com shows the future,
Utopia or Oblivion by Fuller,shows the facts of life,
Verily look at book for future direction,
Why would you want anything less than perfection?
Xenophobia in our brave new world has no part.
You can be a trail blazer-shine your light.
Zion,not Isreal,paradise on Earth will reign suprem
STOP SENDING ME TERRORIST THREATS YOU WERE HIRED TO IMPERSONATE ME AND COMMIT FRAUD WISEGUYS ARSON MURDER CIRO GARGANO HIS BROTHER PETER GARGANO WHO FAKED THEIR DEATH TO PAY OFF CORRUPTION AS BOB MARLEY WOULD SAY SKANKNESS BACK OFF STOP CORRUPTION DATA BREACH HACKING IDENTITY FRAUD INSURANCE FRAUD MAIL FRUAD WIRE FRAUD CYBER BULLYING I WILL NEVER FEAR DOMESTIC TERRORIST IN AMERICA JAHORE IN A WHITE TAHOE YOU ATTEMPTED TO EXTORT MY AMERICAN POETRY YOU ATTEMPTED TO ASSASINATE ME BECAUSE I WORE WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FROM CORRUPTION TO INSURE ASSAULT WEAPONS NEVER EVER END UP IN THE WRONG HANDS JAMAICAN WOMEN WEARING RED DREADLOCKS CARRYING GUNS POINTING 9MM AT MY TOWNHOME DOORS BY GODS GRACE YOUR HITMAN WAS KILLEDVAT MY FEET TAKING DOWN PROFESSIONALLY JUST LIKE TRUMPS ASSASSIN MEXICAN ASUMANDEZ SOLTERO VIOLENT OFFENDERS WOMEN WITH BUTCHER KNIVES BLOOD WAS EVERYWHERE MY PRAYERS ARE WITH DONALD TRUMP MY WORK WITH THE FBI UNDER THE BRADY BILL STOP ASSASINATING AMERICANS INCLUDING CONFIDENTIAL HUMAN SOURCES I WILL NEVER EVER FEAR YOU GOD BLESS THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
Chains of destiny,
insure that we must suffer...
if we're to be gods!
There are many pictures in my mind,
From both memory and fantasy.
Where they seldom overlap,
Avoiding any redundancy.
Causing me at times to wonder,
Where my thoughts and feelings end.
As understanding what moves me,
Seems important if not pretend.
At times this search is beyond reason,
As if I'm looking for an iconic ideal.
So that this paved road turns to a dirt path
Quickly, leading to nowhere all too real.
Since imagination plays a key role here,
With relative value that one can insure.
The need to believe must have some
Parallel, to reality where truth can't detour.
What is it we offer to those who come through our door?
Customer service like none you’ve ever had before.
Our staff is very friendly, knowledgeable, and nice.
They will listen carefully and get you the best price.
No matter what it is that you may need to insure,
We will get it done with speed and passion, we assure.
So, come on in, have a seat, and tell us what you need.
We guarantee that you’ll be very happy, indeed.
Another sweet note from the A.A.R.P.
Seems those folks want to insure me
I’m worth only the most limited liability
But eligible for their lowest monthly fee
They say there is a lifetime guarantee
I wouldn’t be around to check and see
If they had looked up my family tree
They’d know I have plenty of longevity
So I’m passing them up on this monthly.
Written May 27, 2022
I was just past one when you left this earth
Suicide the decision that you made
Who was left to tell me 'bout my self-worth
No one! Only you, and you should have stayed
Too young to express my emotions well
Left with brothers and a drunken dad here
Did you consider how on earth I'd dwell
With dad who stayed drunk so he could shed tears
God sent a couple who would love and care
They filled in the gap when you were not here
God had a plan to fill the space that's bare
They gave me love, showed the way, taught God's near
God opened doors, gave spiritual birth
I was just past one, when you left this earth
Finis'
Contest: Orphan Sonnet
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Written: 05/20/2022
Checked with Syllable Counter.net
I used rhymezone.com on the internet to insure good rhymes
I know the sonnet form is orphan sonnet and doesn't mean it has to be about being an orphan or about an orphan. Since it was called an orphan sonnet, I thought I would use that as my theme.
Nothing can be insured totally
Neither life, accident, disaster,
sickness nor epidermic
Surely
You pay and lose to receive
It is only a sort of compensation
A sort of condolence gift
Sadly to say
No one can insure Omicron
As no one can insure fate
Anyway
Recite a prayer
Do distancing, wearing mask,
washing hands and vaccination
For a narrow escape
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