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Premium Member Influential and Powerful Is This Territory

Ancient and modern is this heartbeat 
of a kingdom of four territories;
becoming the first biter to the endocarp of industrialization;
the first host to a global carnival of sports;
running the eldest of all notable department stores
and oldest without aging is one of its publishing houses.

A historic accumulator of colonies
with a spoken identity well pumped into different parts of the world
which has married diplomacy, economy and finance
to give global relevance to anyone who acquires it.
Even with this huge dominance,
Its initial lingua franca was
an adoption from its southern neighbor.

From Winchester to London, the route of its history is endless
Wwth the Lincoln cathedral the first overtaker
of the great pyramid of Gaza in an increasing participating race
and the first caster of the globe’s lifeless identity in Aluminium.
It’s a relentless consumer of Tea
having agents of law enforcement surprisingly not needing weapons
only but in situations of an adrenaline rush.

This defined region also has shoulders high above all others
in space and capacity showcased by Hay-on-Wye,
in dimensions and height, exhibited by Nature’s craft in Avebury,
in the size of a residence of royalty decorated in Windsor,
in numerical value of products traded in Harry ramsden
and a proud member of the starters’ club
in the creation of transportation mediums through rails.

The home of technology’s birth
and the courtyard where science is entertained
which is both less and greater than Thomas Harriot;
smiling when Christopher Merret and the Champagne
both got registered in history’s dairy.

The contribution of William Dockwra through stamps;
the excellence of Charles parsons shown in the stream turbine;
and the magic of Bletchley park
exhibited through the wonders of the colossus
are a fascinating fraction of a wing of its colourful feathers.
If these praises should spread online
The entire world of the internet has among others, Tim Berners to thank.
Form: Ode


Premium Member My Spaceship " New Horizons "

I remember one day
When i was young
To fly into space
As earths atmosphere's sprung

I have thought and thought
Of what it would be like
To build a spaceship
And finally take flight

Where would i start
And how would it look
Materials i would use
To be built by the book

Design is important
Although no drag would be there
A crew it would carry
To take us out there

Now let me think
Where do i start
Think like Noah
When he built the Ark

Strength is important
So it will be carbon fibre
With reinforced Aluminium
Lighter, but harder

When moulded and crafted
It will be delta winged
Fusion driven
This spaceship will bring

At Hypersonic speed
It's delta wings close
When it hits Mach 8
It's speed and elegance shows

It's mainframe computers
Will be IBM
Emblazoned on it's fuselage
The logo of them

My spaceship will carry
A crew of twelve
Disciples we will be
For out in space we will delve

How to build a spaceship
Thank you for reading the above
For it's journey will be
Earths futures peaceful white dove



   My entry into Matt Caliri's contest " How to Build a Spaceship "




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Form: Rhyme

Existence

Traffic jams, the constant beat ,
bloody robotic tune, automobile cells,
comatose faces, last stand, this subtle hate.; 
frying intellect, counting money ,faraway fields,
 mind machinery, 
comatose ,steering wheel illusions ,
dream delusional ;cement and aluminium soothers, 
we should be institutionalised
 left to play ping pong and getting two hundred volts on a daily basis, 
and pumped full of anti fear anti hype anti consumerism  drugs delivered intravenously, 
daddy following daddy ,walking in straight lines, even the trees cant be bothered if you scream. 
solitude, whiskey ,fat preachers sweating, caressing your wallet ,   
the programme that was coded at your birth is now tattooed upon your soul,

The Universal Suffrage of the Dark

Nothingness has caught me by the throat
Tossed me  to the innards of  its prayer
Joan of Arc unhorsed in  a nightmare
Burgundy makes  offers for her coat

When we’re real and know the here and now
Do we entertain our thoughts and dare
To let   perception grow in all its  flair
Lamenting   foreign   insights we won’t know

From the mountain, I see Windermere
I see Coniston and Morecambe Bay
I see sheep and  flat  green fields arrayed
The shadows of the hills , the dread, the fear

Where can we be now on this  our March?
The moon, the sky , the aluminium arc
The universal suffrage of the dark
The  rights  of strangers, the Triumphal Arch

Acoustic Buffa

The company wishes to research an idea.
Creating slotted aluminium frames that 
Would be 18 inches thick centered between
Two areas.the external area would be double 
slotted to house a poly thermal fiberboard which
Is housed behind a weather sealed plyboard. Which would be tightened
A sealed with weather resistant sealant.
The interior would be a weather sealed
the fiberboard internal plyboard would be to
exposed to create an interior wall. The idea also is designed
To use rough untreated lumber both interior and
External. With in the 18 inch cavity sand, cob, concrete
Or strawbales could be used to create the complete
Wall. An aluminium frame using the same dynamics
Would make the roof creating a pocket to be filled
With dirt, rammed earth, or cob to create a roof which
Could use external roofing to complete the project.
The structure would sii on footings and a concrete
Slab would be poured internal to create a floor.
Using rebar in both wall and ceiling is make uniform
Structurally sound walls to protect you from the elements.
Over lapped roofs to rid water run off.
Door and window kits designed to create a designers appeal 
The structure to be priced under $10,000; with connection
Packages to create the mansionary roommate of your personal desire. Wealth determinational appendicitis dwellings. Using earthy materials to lessen the price of
Construction, allowing the aluminium and wood to create the
Desired look. Stain and shellac the plyboard. Scorn and oil
The untreated lumber. Create the perfect look.
Research and development.

Idea two...
Use untreated lumber to create 16 inch agaped boxes of fill
With a mixture of dirt and cement with rebar; of make the boxes with plyboard exterior attach rebar,fill two inches of cement fill with straw and.mud and cement mixture cap the top with cement.first you have to drill holes for bolts to attach new sections of the same material. Use plyboard to cover the area. This walling process can be used with a tracoring plan to allow the walls to be site receivable once cured.
Or creation of an aluminium frame with fiber walls walls
With poly insulation boards agaped and filled with earthen matrails priced under $10,000 to be attached to a trailers chassis.


Lists

there's something intrinsically poetic about lists…

1.
bread (wholemeal) 
twelve eggs
solar panels
occasional frogs
corporate lawyers
steam


2.
onions (red) 
tomatoes (finely chopped) 
garlic (four cloves) 
fireman's ladder (aluminium) 
disparity (secretly hidden) 
mildness (abundant) 
gluttony (almost definite) 
mozzarella (abridged) 


3.
clean sink
dirty sink
point un-necessarily 
wear wetsuit and carry surfboard in populated area
shirk responsibilities
vacuum dog
hide
reappear (nearly palindromic) 
borrow an eagle
book car in to be painted yellow
buy a bucket
start new list
Form: List

an Aussie had a Barry Crocker-bawdy

***bawdy
--------
once an Aussie had a Barry Crocker
when he got fined from an angry copper
he smoked up his holden ute
then said it was real beaut
because of this, the fine was made double

and his best mate was nicked named blue
cooked kangaroo and emu stew
gave none to hungry Scott
'cause he gulped down the whole lot
then spent the next day in the loo

his best shiela was from Melbourne
wore little since she was well born
she'd walk around in the buff
except for mittens an' gloves
till the day she fell on a thorn

she had a best friend called Mary
who had a whistling canary
it's tune stuck in Mary's head
from morning to night-time bed
and drove her to reach the sherry

they all knew a bogan from sydney
who was very tall and so skinny
one day while at bondi
meet a young blond called di
their first date was spent in his tinnie

di was a bushie and jillaroo
who squawked louder than a cockatoo
she would waddle like a duck
but he couldn't believe his luck
when she showed him her secret tattoo

one day while out for a ride
he asked her to be his bride
and when she said yes
they relieved his stress
till they both became cross-eyed
---------------------------------------------------
Aussie slang interpretations:
Barry Crocker-shocker
copper-policeman
smoked up-skid
holden-popular australian make of car
ute-utility vehicle [a car & pickup truck combined]
beaut-beautiful
loo-toilet
shiela-girl/woman
buff-naked
bogan-uncouth person
tinnie-small aluminium boat
.....................
Jan 26 is Australia Day-to all Aussies, happy Oz day
© Markus Jay  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Depression

My fragmented heart defied my mind's authority
A gloomy transformation carved from sorrow's blood
Dopamine disappears while endorphins are the minority
The down feeling crashes in like an uncontrolled flood
An unwelcomed intruder colonizing my obedient body
I routinely succumb to your callous commands
An old foe by the former name of melancholy
Like a sponge you absorb my joy unarmed 

Your fourth unsolicited visit in fourteen years
The voice of my normality fades in your shadow
Familiar with your punishment I become immune to fears
The heat of your rule coerces my heart to feel mellow 

I forbade hopelessness to assert its voice in my head
Through gruntled teeth I allow my pride to fall instead 
Antidepressants forces a ceasefire in our internal war
Tranquility pushes you out through my heart's aluminium door
I embrace peace knowing It too visits but does not stay
For I know you will return again in a few years from this day
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Destroying the Fox Tail

Eyes furtive carry the reflected sheen of aluminium paint that is smooth a chrome flood
On the tin roof of the woodshed seen, with moonlight awash, awaking the dreaming scene.
The light has the tint of coyote’s hair; the furtive fox is rising to maraud with that
Peripheral stare, the balance tail is curving around a body still turning, his eyes red dots
Burn beside the russet and auburn fur, in the night full deep, guard dog in slumbering sleep,
With a stealthy gait the stooping steep steps you negotiate, around the mottled boulders
Grey you move or even! glide your way. The lightest breeze full on your face, with elegant
Tresses like a filigree trace, to soundless halt you poise your form upon the ledge with its
Girth two pace. Your.. goal in sight about to spring.! with visage grim, the huddled lambs
Sense... sudden..fear! They start to bleat hear querulous tones, the move was neat! Yet P D
Drops down on lightening feet, from her crop of rock with a body shock, she lands on him
With her forked tree limb, his neck is pinned, in her sundown boots she stands on his tail at
The very root, with feral fear his eyes a-glare, how now will the tale of the captured fox ensnared
Unfold? Don’t destroy the tail of this fox caught cold! She could train him as her reddy scout
He has a fine nose plus attuned senses that she alone caught out!.. or better still she could
Keep him well penned perhaps in documents contained, or back to herr schäffer send!


I have come out of retirement ha ha! for P D's inner animal contest .
© JOE MAVERICK 2-01-2011
Form: Narrative

Deep Insight the House of Moths

through the murky knottiness of hollow winter trees
I saw the pale face of unseeing man
who wasn't there through years that went by
the candlelight is about to turn into fluid clay
and wigs are prepared for nocturnal art
art of waiting
art of strangeness
art of wishing
art of breathing
necessary for the stay between animate walls
in a place where secrets buried within rise up
in a place surrounded by forests of steel
and aluminium prairies
where vigilant cherubs carry revolvers
and deliver all the cryptic revelations
the disturbing motorcade is slowly approaching
and someone is tapping 
on my shoulder

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