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Karen Windle roughly on par...
with being a miniature poodle size dogsend
Apartment B44 one bedroom unit
at Highland Manor low income facility
housing older folks convenient starting point,
to launch poem and invite reader(s)
reason(s) without rhyme
why yours truly (me)
chose to express heartfelt gratitude
toward resident Karen Windle,
which named individual most likely unknown
across world wide web
(hmm... maybe methinks perchance
possibly ye did sound her out courtesy radar,
especially if thee dutiful patrol officer
generously handing out -
not necessarily) winning lottery tickets
within vicinity encompassing
University of Delaware.
We (myself and zee missus) inhabit
aforementioned single bedroom abode,
allows, enables and provides
convenient reference point
upon exiting our dime a dozen quarters
(housing near penniless occupants)
verily orient toward left of hallway,
no need to access global positioning satellite
leisurely amble short distance
just count three doors down on the left,
thee will espy name tag printed
small letters Karen Windle
her acquaintanceship we did kindle,
now greater value when measured with corn,
wheat, or other commodities
approximately equal to three bushels,
but varying in different regions.
Explanation whereby appreciation
toward Karen (spry firecracker, energetic,
diminutive, albeit frail looking gal)
materialized when series of unfortunate events
rendered me and mine spouse
without ready immediate access to automobile
near necessity within quaint enclave
identified as Schwenksville, Pennsylvania
affords absolute zero public transit,
hence necessity for chauffeur de jure arose,
whereby availability to shuttle us
found monetary compensation declined,
thus stymied intent regarding how I could
communicate sincere thankfulness
relieved when she would accept
poetic endeavor incorporating
best college try (mine) to alleviate
imposition if/when opportunity exists
to scrape meager money
and expect to sink a fortune
maintaining, insuring, fueling vehicle,
significant portion of social security (disability)
allocated to sustain reliability of car
dollar figure greater than buzzfeeding
caretaking, duties linkedin to
mental, physical, and spiritual health
concerning this aging baby boomer,
plus his counterpart approximately
previous couple dozen years.
In order to repair the breach we must finally concede
that there's a disconnection from God that we must address by deed
for as naked as Adam and Eve were when they tried to hide from their sins
we need to take a long hard look inside ourselves once again
In the sight of God we're all covered with sin like dirt on clothes
we need to reposition ourselves so of our lives God can take control
we must be brutally honest and look within our own hearts
before we can attempt to judge others on ourselves we need to start
by the way we talk, our spiritual walk and the way that we behave
as none of us are sinless let's be more united in order to be saved
put the pettiness aside, throw out the trash, the personal baggage and issues
those titles, the positions, the ranks
and prejudices that have us divided and confused
In order to repair the breach we must do a true self examination
remove the weight of sin from our hearts to be cleansed for spiritual preparation
to spend less time on those things that are not of God
to spend more time reading His Word and then taking It to heart
no longer to feel disconnected in our relationship with Jesus Christ
removing the plank from our own eyes in order to see the true joy in life
the joy of the Lord that gives us the comfort and the strength
that unlimited power supply that will go the entire distance
we must stop being so self-centered and to God open our minds
by disarming the enemy's influence and embracing God's Kind
to be there for each other more than superficially
to care and love one another more authentically
to recognize that Jezebel spirit so consumed with power and material wealth
to reveal and then rebuke it so we can retain our spiritual health
God desires to take us to a place of victory
we just need to stop being our own worst enemy
In order to repair the breach, the joy must be restored
that spiritual contentment that the Holy Spirit affords
so rediscover and reconnect to your Savior Jesus Christ
reestablish your commitment and the covenant of speaking life
forget about the trials and tribulations that God said He'd take care of
trust in Him to provide and then bask in His unconditional love
to have true gladness and the grace of God now within your reach
your connection with God has restored the joy and thus repaired the breach
Resolutions
Repentance of things past and present, and anticipated misdoings shall be of utmost importance. I shall be more open and vulnerable, being more willing to “Be Wrong”.
Evils that are both subtle and also blatant shall be exposed, fought against, and prayed about. I shall determine that my voice be heard more by both God in prayer, and by my fellow man.
Salvation of the human race is not a given, but we must seek powers higher than our own. It shall be my intent to further awareness that without Christ “We” are lost, and when left to our own devices, we will never be found.
Options shall be my pathway to channels unknown before, but presently golden opportunities. Unacceptable behavior and destructive forces should not be left alone, because they’ve always been that way, and “because we’ve always done it that way”.
Lucky shall not be any dream of mine, but I with the Almighty shall prosper and assist many. The harder I work, and the more I pray, and the kinder I become, the luckier I get.
Until everyone knows, I shall consider it my duty to tell them that they are loved by God. The knowledge of God and His love for us changes everything.
Teachable is what I have always wanted to be, and the future me shall be no less.
The wisdom that comes from God is teachable and affords us the ability To go beyond being understood, and opens our hearts to understand.
Immovable shall be the word for the values that must never perish, and that I forever cherish. Descending from a generation of “Absolutes”, and pushed onto a bandwagon of “Situation Ethics”, I shall continue with values that do not change like the wind.
Onward and upward I shall go, more bolder, ever hopeful, unselfish, and never looking back. Regardless of the destruction and pain that I see, there is a world of promise just ahead.
Never giving up, in, or out; never doubting truth; never allowing evil to persist without a fight. I will continue utilizing the scales of solid truth that shall outlast the fading vapors of evil.
Solutions to mankind’s problems were gifted to every generation, and I too shall assist for the good. You and I are gifts on loan by God Almighty to our generation, and we must use them to make our world a haven of love and peace.
12092015 PS Contest, Resolutions)
I knew my ancestry and my dad was a joiner,
But verged on disowning my mum for labour,
Not married in history yet throbbing with spark,
Love, truth, kindness fibered the gelled dark.
A stunner - intelligent, muscular but sensitive,
The royal in me saw the people as plaintiff,
As steering the vile lark of determining troughs,
In a grass-roots democracy to nullify the toffs.
Prolific at speeches, education never lacked,
Peeking as child into the ear in discern I jacked,
I knew nothing was unproven, cleanliness won,
Joules inside quenched the human sown son.
In the health profession I beamed, overcame, won,
Differences waged exacted to desecrate the sum -
Poor, minority, stealthy and dragon ignored asunder,
No equality known to hook the solid, base shelter.
Mobile, but wherever I tread met haters and lovers,
Pranced about suckered by vulgar ruling bearers;
Taught children life and followers’ carers’ quick,
Stead ahead hailed by the people as their wick.
Freedom held my blink until shown as the trait -
Real by weight for the sick to crop myself as bait.
Therefore human aim, space, time shouted ball,
‘Cos the individual is right, by the pinnacle, wall.
My twelve friends accepted my way and my mind,
Chose to love crook, crank or by altruism behind,
Meant rear - banned and ashore, but fully sentient,
No restorative, candid deeds to strike ambivalent.
People glued came to see me - the Nile drawn,
Dealt troubles without ways n’ routes to spawn;
Yet state and common folks both, themselves,
Killed me for a movement shooting with shelves.
But those many who loved me would never forget,
Forged sail by the integral identity never truly set:
They said afterwards that my substance, way, holds,
It’s life that affords me, not the shined, bold folds.
There was a court case and everything, a slot,
When they asked if I was a god, king, mad, a shot:
Dumb. Bitter I’d gone and cut short, they said I’d live,
Within them as their memory as the cultural give.
My existence is not a point - your location, for always:
It’s not belief in me that matters but it's your sways;
Your life is important and it's your existence that calls,
MLK, Lincoln, Walker ball for the sentient, rugged stalls.
Who am I?
NOMPUMELELO (SUCCESS)
She is the KEY!
The key to Good, Gold and ongoing life
Through her progression is guaranteed!
She is the product of positive mindset and creative thinking!
Education is just her mother and she rose her up along with respect and discipline
She is that one last pies of your parcel!
She is one in a million and your one million efforts make your one way to her attention
And ones with her on your right hand side you are a complete composed man
She is the queen to the planet of goodness!
The light in the darkness
Love in loneliness, ooh she is the finest!
She only deals with Kings!
And those who enjoy that annoying noise of an alarm shouting her name (success) in every sunrise
As a wakeup call of cause!
She is diamond shiny!
Her standards are highly set
The hotness she impose is like right next to the sun
A clear picture of her is seen ones the sun set!
She’s got curves, she’s skinny
But yet very heavy in weight
She dressed in Black and White with a fine print on it!
And her power is far beyond UMALUSI
For her your ******** is in need!
To imagine her putting you in, on the right position and
Slightly push up and down in and out repeatedly till ejaculation in success
Her reflection reaches far beyond any ones imaginations!
But yet she lives closer to your heart
She that soft inner voice whispering (work hard and even harder you lazy busted)
She’s not the kind of girl you see every day, she’s very hard to impress!
For her you need the combination of time, dedication, and hard work
Ooh and not forgetting the vision, mission and the passion
You need to sit down with a pan and paper, listen attentively and take notes to the lecture or lesson given by those who walked through the path before you!
Apply the best of your abilities and don’t fear for failure because she’s worth falling for!
Last but not least!
Success is the access to happiness
There is a list of ladies to choose and chase
I have seen this one call NOMPUMELELO
But I won’t chase after her
I will take my time dedication and affords to ask for her attention.
And if you got my point please do the same
#YondieG
Form:
Dar es salaam where I live means heaven of peace
But to me she has proved as well to be a haven of peace.
A peaceful place for any peace-loving person or race.
Atleast selfishly from here seem faraway all warring feuds all bloody massacres.
For here we simply catch sea and fresh water fishes
instead of getting caught up in goddamned skirmishes.
Oh and I live in a land of seven wonders and I stay in a mansion of seven windows
Each of them overlooking a different view
Guys, seven wonders to be exact
but be ready here for both fiction and fact
For I present to you these seven wonders of this land
as if I could view 'em' all from where I stand.
Ah and though I've settled down trying to be content with Tanzania.
A major part of me will always belong to my beloved India.
Well, well my first window has a view of Mount Kilimanjaro
the highest mountain in all of Africa
Rightfully named, the Roof of Africa.
The 2nd window overlooks
Lake Tanganyika
and fishermen with nets and hooks
in the 2nd deepest and longest lake in the whole wide world.
And from my third window can be seen
the famed, fabled and very pretty
Natural park known as Serengeti
Nature's celebrated celebrity.!
The 4rth window affords a view of the wide Ngorongoro Crater
Just as rich in wildlife
Throw some fish to the 'gator
even if it's such a ruthless predator.
The 5th one it overlooks
The great game reserve Mikumi by name
no less in fame
for a choicest variety of game.
As for the 6th window, from there you can see
Lake Victoria too
and I play peek-a-boo
with a marvelous maribou
and cheerily say 'karibu'
from the largest lake in all Africa.
The seventh, the last window gives me a view
of the dry lush gold-green sea of Savannah
Teeming with favorite flora and fauna
Here a rhino, there a hyena
and hee hee 'hear' that mynah
So now it's up to you to plan a trip, a Safari
to this land of precious Tanzanite, the land of the Maasai
.Aha, mind you only the mansion overlooking all that is fictional
and every other detail is soo real and factual.
How may I describe the enchanting bride?
As my raven haired beautiful child who
has matured into a lovely young woman;
exuding charm and grace and the
sensibilities of a care giver yearning to please,
even the strangers she meets.
Her spirited nature makes her dark eyes sparkle
like the sea she works near; her moods are
mostly calm and reliable as the tides,
except for an occasional storm that may
suddenly appear leaving one drenched
by a cloud burst from a foreboding sky. . .
which quickly moves on with the swiftness
of an ambiguous March wind.
Her poetic personality affords her the ability
to pen her whimsical nature and fascination with
fairies with which she feels a vibrant connection.
Her love for her cat speaks well of a non-verbal
communication they both are content to share. . .
A way in which she also silently communicates
with her beloved husband to be, the handsome groom.
Here is a fine young man with exuberance and
a dashing personality that shines so brightly,
one needs to don sunglasses while in his presence.
His spirit of fun and laughter brings out the best in his
future bride, leaving little doubt they belong together.
He is on a positive path of intended growth he joyfully
embraces, ignoring the poor economy that might be daunting
to a less positive person whose dreams have no limit.
He is a man who appreciates the inner beauty of my
daughter as much as her outer beauty, thus he truly
understands her and her humbleness, they both possess.
A connection of great intellect, tender hearts with a generous
love for humanity would be the best way describe them both.
Both love to hike in nature and explore little known places.
Their ultimate goal would be to share their love with a child.
A happy couple indeed, on the verge of matrimony
in sharing a life filled with adventure and contentment.
May God Bless you both on your journey through life.
Note* My youngest, Michelle, will be married this Oct. 5th
to her sweet fiancé’ Daniel.
For “Epithalamium Contest by Dr. Ram Mehta”
Ott's (lots) chrysanthemums in bloom
pitch perfect today
September 14th, 2022.
861 Gravel Pike, Schwenksville,
Pennsylvania 19473
the ideal place
if/when ye dear reader
experience maddening rage
(against the machine)
causing ordinarily calm demeanor
to fuss and fume
perhaps as best man/woman
unbridled quibble between
newly minted bride or groom
(similar scenario between yours truly
and the thirty something gal he married)
both of us barely
able, eager, ready, and willing
to resolve conflict,
(short of getting a divorce),
where nuptial contention didst loom
now... courtesy cap donned with a plume,
and after more'n a quarter century
united in holy moly matrimony.
Highland Manor Apartments
affords quick jaunt
veritable exotic getaway
scant miles away
Schwenksville establishment rooted
at least last half century
local tropical paradise beckons
passer(s) by to saunter
imbibe fragrant aroma,
espy splash of color on hillside
ease hilly draw painter with palette
photographer, musician, writer...
especially during dead of winter,
indoor botanical garden
bounteous, capacious, herbaceous...
topography exquisitely, heavenly,
incredibly... landscaped flora
to dazzle sense and sensibility,
inebriating, intoxicating, invigorating...
metaphorical cathartic ambrosia,
potent fragrant blend
wafting within englassed green acres
buzzfeeding, kickstarting, spellbinding
pollinating, germinating, birthing...
analogous natural stimulant,
holistic, magically therapeutic
without deleterious hallucinogenic,
nor harmful narcotic qualities,
also terrific soporific,
a soothing environment
to gravitate, meditate, ruminate...
healthy psychological restorative
hypothetical scenario to heal
mental, physical, and spiritual wounds
to strengthen body,
mind, and body triage
woke benumbed atavistic
primitive *****sapiens
nihilistic grim outlook (mine)
housing grim prognostication
foreboding bleak aggrievement
impossible submission toward
apocalyptic trend to escape.
Every day there I am, out there.
Smartly dressed, all smiles, like I care.
Trying to fit in a world that has no fittings.
Standing straight and decent, in spite of my beatings.
This world is so cruel, yes I can see.
It Stands between me, and what I can be.
Am not a human being, but a keeper of rules.
I live in a prison with no bars, me and the other fools.
It begins in the morning when my eyes open.
I am tethered to the wishes of rich old men.
Am merely a small peace in an endless game of chess.
They move me when and where they wish, and pay me less
I am paid just enough to make sure me and my family affords.
Small luxuries manufactured by companies of my lords.
Soap, cooking oil and some cheap booze.
They have everything to gain I have everything to loose.
They get their money back whichever the case
And I must get back to work to stay in the race.
They give bonuses and loans to the fast rats.
As they lick their fingers laughing and remaining the fat cats
The fat cats in their boardrooms make easy bets.
That the fast rats will never in time repay their debts.
The fast rats may have scored somewhere around a B plus.
But their only place in society will always be the middle class.
I am no fast rat, maybe a slow and dirty one.
For me I wonder what the cats have in plan.
All in know is that everything they discuss in that boardroom.
Is not for my welfare , but for my doom.
Still dreams flirt with me in my near impoverished state.
Like a fool proposing on a blind date.
I am so naive to think I can beat the puzzle.
For mine is but a mere and struggling hustle.
To the fat cats I declare war in form of justice.
I won’t stop fighting, kill me if you want peace.
For I might soon sire some crying babies to feed.
I won’t let their hunger be preceded by your greed.
My dreams failed, I will fight for theirs with a passion.
I will die than watch them become victims of ration.
I may not be living the life I want out there,
But the life of my kids is all I am left to cares.
Trinkets of touch saved for memories keeping
Traces of love we now lock in our hearts
Days never end as the mornings beginning
Tears find their path in our moments apart
~
Catching a glimpse of the barren horizon
Wondering what it will bring to our eyes
Simply the thought of the one true affection
Caught in the stars that do light up the skies
~
Here as I sit on this beach ever changing
Lost in the mind is the essence of proof
Moving my feet, causing ruts in the sand floor
Noticing nothing aside from the truth
~
Why does it seem that this life wallows empty
Every day is the same only more
Swiftly the clouds bring the rain’s chilly vision
Dreaming of only the one I adore
~
Drinking the drops in the puddles of reason
Splashing against all that I’ve ever known
Capturing dreams in a spoon that is leaking
Now as I write in these words all alone
~
Hard to believe that a flower is blooming
Fragrance as sweet as the heart beat we share
Chains bear the lock that does keep me from reaching
Look but don’t touch is the warning...beware
~
I long to run down the path of decision
Challenge my fear in this soft ocean breeze
Finding a cave at the edge of the mountain
Placing my soul in the shadows to breathe
~
Only my heart keeps me here by the wayside
Hoping beyond every truth that does form
Lasting the pain of this fearless affection
Keeping my place in the face of the storm
~
Proving to no one’s un-answering questions
Feeling ashamed as I’ve nothing to show
Still I will wait on the eve of my lifetime
Promising always that I’ll love you so
~
For I am a man who does desperately need you
There is no other that I’m thinking of
Here I will sit as the world it is ending
Counting the days till I know your sweet love
~
Why can’t we meet at the same destination
Drink of the day that affords us the view
Forget the world and its many distractions
Except for this love that I hold here for you
~
Have a great weekend everyone, see you on Monday.