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Cherished is the night-20 titles
Cherished is the night,
Whenever I see you smile,
that's when I know
The reason God created love
You are my,
Portrait of love, and,
in my imagination, we are
Dancing in the moonlight
And so it begins,
Love's sweet surrender...
When love takes hold
However,
Within her eyes, there is,
An emptiness inside...
and she says, "You don't know me"
"why can't you understand that,
Some hearts can never be tamed"
I reply... I'm always right here
Now I'm,
All alone this evening,
and I see,
Beyond the solitude...
Just love remains.
but,
I can still hold you,
For the last time,
In my beautiful dream...
If only I could love you
For Richard Lamoureux contest 20 titles
July 24,2019
Titles used:
Cherished is the night-Son of Spock
Whenever I see you smile- Cay Cay Jennings
The reason God created love-Lu Loo
Portrait of love-Winged warrior
Dancing in the moonlight-Victor Buhagiar
And so it begins -Nette Onclaud
Love's sweet surrender- Alexis Y
When love takes hold-Emile Pinet
Within her eyes-Richard Lamoureux
An emptiness inside-Brandy Nicole
You don't know me-Charlie Smith
Some hearts can never be tamed-Silent One
I'm always right here-Laura Leiser
All alone this evening-Chris Green
Beyond the solitude-Sandra Adams
Just love remains-Greg Bardon
Can still hold you-James Inman
For the last time-Susan Ashley
In my beautiful dream-Andrea Dietrich
If only I could love you-Becca Teagan
you’re not adams apple
the fruits from tree of the knowledge
of good and evil
in the middle of the garden of eden
in genesis
yet at you
the round oranges of this afternoon-town
i stare
and my pate gradually
becomes pregnant
the wind that comes after
having a touch of your lips
puts the waging of its tail on my forehead
and my guava-leaf begins to melt
thus my hardware-business is going
into liquidation
the physician to the king is telling
it’s the symptom of an awful fever attended with
the morbidity of the three humours of the body
used and used and used
your smile has not yet become
stupid
so from where the lamp-posts of the
town start
there are the cutlets and the bolster
they are not the only to utter the last words
i’m too
in this summer
trying to decorate
the gate of my cage like wedding ceremony
if any soundless dew-drop comes
to prepare and feed me
my birth-day frumenty
but i’ve no tongue
at all
all over the face there are only the eyes
and to the fate of my staring-at
has ever so much blessings been available
No More Fear
Sam Adams
Grew up in an abusive family
His life was filled with fear,
And despair.
And he had no hope
For the futur.
Then he had a dream
That someday he would
Meet the lady of his dreams.
And she would fill his life
With love and hope
Ending his fear,
Ending his despair.
For eight years
He wandered the world
Looking for her.
Then she came to him
Overwhelming him
With the power of her love,
Ending his life of despair.
Filling it with hope.
Based on a true story
for Emile Pinet
strong emotion contest
Strong emotion
hope, love, fear, despair
Sand Bar
"Your focus determines your reality." —Qui-Gon Jinn
Witnessing an
amazing low-tide
phenomenon,
as if a walkway to
a parallel world
has suddenly appeared,
extending one-half mile
from East Beach
out to sea
People are slowly
gathering, walking, stopping,
stooping, staring in silence,
speaking softly—
I'm as eager
as Simon Peter
to join them, yet
somewhat afraid of
walking where
there has been
only seawater
minutes before—
Chattering dolphins
beckoning in the distance
instill confidence
So I join them,
stepping from the
beach onto the
other-worldly terrain,
first 42 steps confirming
we are not alone!
Surrounded by
a menagerie of
sand crabs, clams,
beach flea amphipods,
sea roach isopods,
ghost, hermit, and
fiddler crabs, even
cannonball jellyfish—
shades of the
Mos Eisley Cantina
on Tatooine
in miniature
But beware of
semidiurnal
tidal cycles!
Twice a day
at high tide
the sea, like an
unstable vortex
of a Chappa'ai,
consumes the
phenomenon,
even the beach itself,
to the edge of
the dune
"The mystery of life isn't a problem to solve, but a reality to experience." —Frank Herbert
"So long and thanks for all the fish!" —Exiting dolphins' farewell message, translated by Douglas Adams
The three coyotes
Watched this all unfold
Waiting for Sam to disappear
They knew they had a half
An hour
Before the OSP would appear
They pounced on Maria
Snarling hungry scarfing her
Drinking up her fresh blood
Ripping her Up for dinner,
Enjoying their unexpected
venison feast.
Jason the head coyote,
told the others
“Well, Sam might be a good guy,
For a human.
Tried to do the right thing,
But he killed her
And she died
For us to enjoy dinner.
Such is the way
Of the world
My brothers.
But he did us a favor
Maria is fresh meat
And we will feast well
Tonight, my brothers.
We will eat her up
But leave some
For our brothers,
The vultures,
Who are circling above
Patiently waiting
Their turn to have dinner.”
The OSP came
In due course
Saw the vultures
Finishing their dinner
Chased them off
Heard the contended coyotes
Howling at the moon
They called Sam Adams up
Said there was nothing
They could do
But let nature
Take its course.
Thus ended Maria’s
Close encounter
With humankind.
COSMICALLY DEEP
Did the garden weep
With the ungrateful sweep
Of their covetous hands? Deep
Was the pit of their pickpocket. Sleep
Thought merciful and kind, allowed not a peep
From their rosy lips, where sweet cheeks steep.*
A father took enough of a long leap,
Where the shepherd would tend to his lost sheep,
Absolve them - not harvest to reap
What they sow. Tis too late to stop the creep
Of the garden snake and certainly not cheap —
The stomp of its horny-head, the splintered son in a heap.
Sentient of mankind’s plight, the Son of Man did weep
as his children root in garden beds; and choose to keep
the Adams and Eves, whose restoration, was not dirt cheap.
Behold the Lamb of God did not oversleep!
The earthquake and lightning cosmically deep —
The thunder roll of an angel veep.
He sat upon the lightweight bolder. The like dead men sleep.
As in joyous weep,
Mary Magdalene and the other Mary, reap
First, the benefits of glory, not cheap.
As they did run and leap
The Lord met them along the way. They’d keep
His secret, until they’d shake his disciples wide awake from sleep.
5/13/2020
*Here I attempt to paint a picture of a mischievous child
who when fast asleep, a mother sighs, remembering her
love for him (her) once more.
I opened my eyes, I was standing on the Shuffleboard deck; talking with my new "Dad"
Mr. Adams. On the main deck a few feet below, my Bride, my Life. my Beautiful Wife; Lenore stood by the railing of the deck. She sent me a seductive covert wink that made my loin twitch. Mr. Adams what time is it. You can call me Dad now, it's 7:14, Why. I don't know, I was just wondering. I caught Lenore's eye and raised my glass,our first
private toast. She tossed her long auburn hair over her shoulder and nodded her approval. "Nubbies come down here Please", Sorry Dad my Forever Calls "Mom, Dad, Ma
Rock, Family and Friends. This has been the most Wonderful day of my Life. Harry and, I thank all of YOU for Your Blessings,Your Love, and Your Gracious Gifts. Befor Lenore and I go I would like to Toast all of YOU for a new Llfe, new Loves, and a new beginning. Thank-You Everone. In showers of rice, we run to the Bridal Suite.I carryLenore across
the threshold of our Eternity. We close and lock the door. Bleep, Bleep, Bleep,Bleep!!
Skull and Crossbones alumni)
passed along ancestral line when
cock sure rooster spent
however long with a hen
guaranteed supply grunt workers
oxymorons helpless to get even.
“Bosses” male ordure
trained as prospective
male pecking wives,
who with Robbie
didst rig the game to win
endemic nepotism deeply entwined
from one to the next kith and/or kin,
rode shotgun, viz nemesis
resorting to: “silent treatment”
against protesting lumpenproletariat
boot gnome hatch
against hardy thrive
off crene della creme limn
back before thyme
bred from for
gotten slight, min
us school Kudzu, gone
now and agin
gastronomically ferociously carniverous
selected and enveloped
postal stamping brutes
rampant suffocating nin
come poops figurative
thorn in side of aristocracy
heavy-duty industrial strength
pesky original pin
sir blithely festered,
nursed, and stewed
from unforgotten
perceived or actual slight
engendering infinite yawning voids
defying aid of Patch Adams
or Doctor Quinn.
"I don't put too much into The Constitution. Ya gotta remember that this document was put
together by a bunch of guys who thought selling (N word's) was OK, so apparently all of these guys were insane." - Ice-T
Mr Ice-T apparently
hasn't done his American History.
The Constitution had to be
voted and agreed upon by all the states unanimously.
All but two wanted to abolish slavery.
North Carolina always voted against the abolishing of slavery
and South Carolina always yielded its vote to North Carolina repeatedly.
The Constitution of The United States almost never came to be
because of the issue of slavery.
Adams was at his wits end.
His dream of a true democracy was falling apart before him.
He was then counseled by Benjamin Franklyn.
Both spent sleepless nights
trying to get the wording just right
so that they still just might
ratify this great Constitution.
Adams conceded and convinced all the states to keep slavery alive.
The Constitution was then signed by all and ratified.
Adams didn't sell out. A free nation for all in the future he still did see,
He and Ben Franklyn spent sleepless nights wording the Constitution so carefully.
All Born In America Are American Citizens, Naturally,
And Are Entitled To All Of The Privileges And Rights Of A True Democracy.
The Constitution didn't make exception to they born in slavery
so in truth, these children of slaves born in America were entitled to be free,
and hence began the abolishing of all slavery.
Our Fore Fathers were geniuses, guided spiritually if you ask me,
so you best give another review of your American History Mr Ice-T.
Was it just coincidence or the work of hidden powers
that Jefferson and John Adams passed on within few hours
on a very weighty date indeed , which was July the fourth,
a day of celebration uniting south and north,
and furthermore a jubilee that fell this selfsame year,
In eighteen twenty-six, a time of joy and cheer?
Monroe, fifth president in line, died on the selfsame date,
though in his case I have to say he was a few years late.
At length Tom Jefferson woke up from a state like sleep,
and felt the urge to wander off and grant himself a peep.
Would Charon, grave ferryman, let him cross the Stygian brook?
The sullen figure thereupon, with a bleak and doleful look,
warned the hopeful president he’d be in for a nasty shock
once Charon’s bark had landed him close to the Plymouth rock..
Though America had outlived wars and then a mighty slump,
he was less sure of its chances at the blast of the final trump.
It might therefore be wiser to rest up in heaven or hell
than on earth to witness the toll of the Liberty’ knell.