Walking in the Space
Walk, there is no light and dark, just emptiness of mind
Space is an undiscovered place in the mind, but there
But there is a dead entity. Not just one. Army of the Dead
Here can walk only the dead. This is not that space. Not
This is a closed space, but infinite. Open for dead entities
Old lands from the past, people from eras, loves, memories
Walk, just walking in my cinema, but I don’t care about the past
Never. I forgot all the memories and loves. Go away from me, Past!!
Go! I come back. I go back to the material world. For mortal human
The job is not done. I want to finish it. I will do it. Killed by Death!
We are demons, lifesavers. There is, here is epoch change
The world will be better, and the past will not come back again.
The blocked future wants to come into the life of humanity
The key holders will open the gate to the next areas. Oh Life!
We must just follow the Light. Peace, new future, top life!
Life is
Coming!
Dark past
Goodbye
What if, we are all being lied to
What if, all the facts are untrue
What if, they just want to control you
What, if it's true, do you do?
What if, when we had the plandemic
What if, it was planned from day one
What if, the brand new vaccination
What if, it was already done
What if, with the weather still warming
What if, all the figures are fake
What if, though we are getting warmer
What if, we are not going to bake
What if, when the temperature rises
What if, it does not create hell
What if, it's just wholely delightful
What if, we end up doing well
What if, all the so called solutions
What if, they just make matters worse
What if, they are not our lifesavers
What if, they are more of a curse
What if, all the movers and shakers
What if, they are pulled from their towers
What if, we just kick all their arses
What if, we remove all their powers
Sticky sweet misty slippery slide
Coins overflow cauldron of gold
Translucent syrup signals rain's retreat
Archways segway to sunshine
Sliders collect treasure
Rainbow jelly sqish with licks light-hearted
Child like spirit devours vibrant lifesavers
Hazy amazing raised flag, fresh start
re-emerging sun
shines spectrum delectable
spectacular projector
Submitted to Chantelle Anne Cooke's
Best NA Poem from September
4th October 2020
4th September 2020
Nature - Four In One Poem Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
How Sweet It Is
Walking down the Rocky Road
Pay Day! Skor! 100 Grand in hand
Passing the Three Musketeers
The Chunky Jolly Rancher, Mike and Ike
The Smarties with Boston Baked Beans for brains
Products of 5th Avenue
Lifesavers in business
Wise butt Goobers at heart
Their Hot Tamales are the best
I would run a Marathon for a bag
But at a 100 Grand a pop
It’s a luxury only for Now and Later
How Sweet It Is Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Carol Connel
10/3/18
It seemed that poor Candy was doomed
Always looking for Mr. Good Bar
Every Mike and Ike in the book
She had dated yet none would go far
Indeed, she finds only Airheads
Like that old Jolly Rancher last week
She wouldn’t know the Three Musketeers
If they came up and kissed her on the cheek
She’s not shopping on 5th Avenue
If you really know what I mean
Hangin’ round with the Hot Tamales
And night clubs are just not her scene
This Marathon of a man hunt
Searching all of the known Milky Way
Has lead her to nothing but Goobers
Oh, when will she have her Pay Day
Her friends have been her Lifesavers
And one day we know she will Skor
She should Take5, let love come to her
Now and Later, for evermore
As I went with my friends MIKE and IKE
Like THREE MUSKETEERS we went for a hike
Down a ROCKY ROAD we watched for birds
Down 5TH AVENUE...we all looked like NERDS
To find a DOVE - it paid 100 GRAND
But we stopped to watch a MARATHON band
They looked like AIR-HEADS, they all had some zits
They call themselves the WATCHAMACALITS
My friend the SLO-POKE he's a little bit funky
He ate too many BOSTON BAKED BEANS...now he is CHUNKY
My other friend HEATH left Henry and me
In search for some SKITTLES...his sweet tooth SPREE
But all that he found, were KIT KAT and SNOW CAPS
And some sticky LIFESAVERS he threw down on our laps
My name that they call me..is MR. GOOD BAR
I'm an old JOLLY RANCHER with a GALAXY car
How Sweet It Is Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Carol Connell
9/24/2018
Depression is such a strange state of mind
Thoughts go to the extremes
Mood swings run rampant
Yet, a strong person will hold onto
Even the slightest bit of sanity
Loneliness grasps your very soul
Dreams are never truly realized
Tear-stained faces no one ever sees
Yet, an inner passion for life
Keeps you moving forward
Who do you turn to in the world we know today?
How do you deal with such heart-numbing feelings?
Just when things get roughest & all hope is gone
Dig deep within yourself
To find that thread you can hold on to
Remember those who mean the most to you
Keep in mind the things that make you feel alive
Allow yourself to be loved
Lifesavers come in so many forms
One of these may be yours
Do you know how many lives you have changed,
how many lives you’ve completely rearranged?
You two are miracle workers,
Without you, we would be berserkers.
You are lifesavers,
Come on now, you could be mayors.
This is what the day is for
Bathing in the sun’s glow
Its warm fingers dancing, hugging
Hearing familial sounds
Now whispered heart-to-heart
Later echoing room-to-room
Breathing in and out
Breakfast’s fragrant aromas
The counter’s stools emptying
Like the ocean’s waves
Who emerge then converge
Meeting again on the beach
Like nature’s cocoon
Each day
Is held tightly
Waiting to be unwrapped
Like sweet and sticky candy
In a small child’s clenched fist
It begs to be opened and savored
Untie the gift’s bow
Let the ribbons fall where they may
This is what the night is for
Drifting outward and downward
Pillowed by the wave’s emotion
Feeling the day’s sweet residue
Like a roll of lifesavers
Spinning red, orange and yellow
Prayers of thanksgiving
Always giving thanks
Happy Birthday, Maureen
Sunday, September 20, 2015
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