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FROM BIKINI BOTTOM TIMES...
...Spongebob Squarepants...what...atoll...?
plunged into where,...no way...toilet bowl...
supposedly, when the ghostly hand ex-toll
ling praise from his late creator, and master
meow mind of popular Stephen Hillenburg
cast said main character in clean new role,
an unexpected greasy, grimy, grisly, grouchy,
grungy gruff peagreen pissed off potty troll
snatched the unsuspecting
cheerful happy go lucky
animated fellow, who lives
in a pineapple under sea
(at 124 Conch Street) quite
self absorbed with Gary
his pet snail (not answering
questions at this time), we
understand emotional devastation,...
and possibly got flushed....sniffling
and sobbing heard...discontinuation,
this could wreak something
offal to all those avid landlubber
fans (many grownups) cling
to cautious optimism, but accept
vigilant prayers believing
quirk of fate could turn tide
of events & cannot dismiss linking
Russian collusion with attendant
rogues gallery, nor abandoning
any in house political conspiracy,
where top Navy brass calling
attention to an uncommonly
unusual migrant barnacles casing
with doddering fogey "Watergate
Plumbers" in tow absconding
before they could be apprehended
(hmm... something seems fishy)
haint no logical explanation, why
anyone would seek squeeze zing
the porous life out of such a
lovable...how unsinkable... accosting
...argh das spic and span hubble...
such a congenial, gentle, likable...
made himself come to life, (and
make believe to fans) achieving
he really existed, when birthed
from figment of imagination aching
tub be accepted and loved (by other
than Mister Rogers) acquiring
water world renown purportedly
slated to receive Krusty Krab shape
formica plaque engraved with his
name inlaid with finest enameling,
meanwhile...stay tuned at amazing
undrying resiliency as saturated media
updates how beloved soaking
hero does wetter adversity!
Beset with uncertainties of the future
hurling “what-ifs” intensifying gloomy woes…
…tortured minds grieve in affliction’s turmoil
fearing tomorrow’s insecurity-despair
longing to be shielded
inside God’s fortress of truth's assurance
against invading skepticism and doubt.
Besieged by enigmas of life’s realities…
…apprehended souls struggle, confronted wearily
against survival crises while seeking for assuaging answers
to combat fears and miseries’ distress
seeking to be enclosed around Christ’s care
away from sham's projection, hypocrisy-roofed
pegged upon deceits’ stakes.
Beseeching the Sovereign Lord
Who welcomes everyone with bliss
in His fellowship’s haven…
…we who trust Him are offered ready refuge
upholding our faith toward faithful stewardship
as we, by His assured protection, conquer desolation’s attacks
lurking under the shade of agonizing solitude.
Blessed to reach-out
with the spirit of servanthood...
…we who are graciously pardoned by the mercy* of the Saviour
verily acquitted from sin-condemnation’s verdict
likewise grateful that He draws us nigh His heart
can now reach out to the needy, thirsty for His jubilant compassion
and help them be extricated from pale shelter of apathy fetters.
*Psalm 86:5 For thou, Lord, art good, and ready to forgive; and plenteous in mercy unto all them that call upon thee.
November 13, 2019
2nd place, "Pale Shelter" Free Verse Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton; judged on 12/7/2019.
As I watch my expressional means apprehended, when my attention getting off, hastily from myself, through a ladder of mesmerization, to a near distance where you stood, illuminated by your extraordinary human frame. Safety measures being of no care.
Startled in my own intrigue, shaking my head with disbelief, they don't make it like you anymore. So calm and collected, fear for your fragility in my care. I look around, nothing in my capacity capable enough to care for your caliber, fear I would burn myself constantly while trying to honour you with my hospitality,
so innocent and pure in your undisturbed presence, I at danger when I have to safeguard every word before leaving my mouth to you, so to not bruise nor trample your untrampled innocence. Pray a distinct prayer, pleading to my creator for your user manual.
A request and wish to be a better person, better for you, at least enough to embrace you comfortable as it can ever be, a better half, your better half.
Obligated by your God time taken features, to revisit my roots, so to learn ways of my grandfather's, manner of handling and treating woman, learn to love better, respect better and be a man of hounor, maybe a better father and husband, your life companion, all this measures for you, maRadebe
#Poetic_Ink
Killed still, alive still dead
spilled on her heart , skilled with the passion i pour there
I have a glass of her pain and it consumed me
True, the truth hurts
it will do more than hurt, sure it will
hunted and chased down
apprehended, caught, Im lost now
I fall< I rise up
I live for the satisfaction it gives her
half the battle aint even faught yet
half my heart still i breate air
all my love im willing,
doubted it not even for a second
planted and watched hope grow
watched and never looked away from the first day
and from her first words
I deserved them
I am a success when i search you\
a failure when i give up
a monster when i get mad
the devil when you want him
a mind of a wise man when you try me
Im a fool just to blind them
a loud mouth to the be the sound of
a leader so they will surround me
a ninja when i get them all in then
a major part of the whole scheme of
The things i dream of
the life i want back
Form:
Abiding by the rules I comply
Believing they help every gal and guy…
Consider my excuse not a foolish alibi
Duty-bound, to policies I rely...
Efficient and effective driver can’t deny
Following orders does intensify
Great orderliness upon avenues long and high
Hoisting peacefulness midst traffic-caused sigh…
I am so sorry; please forgive my attempt to fly
Just to beat the deadline, verily nigh…
Kindness I ask; “You’re pardoned!” may you reply
Laws to observe and fulfill; never to defy…
My heart seeks conflict-resolution; yes I try
Now, thanking God’s intervention of prayer* ally...
Optimistically learning lesson on obedience, thereby
Paying fines by the Lord's supply.
ABC and Monorhyme
*1Corinthians 14:40 Let all things be done decently and in order.
February 12, 2022
4th place, "DMV Poetry" Writing Contest
Sponsored by Matt Caliri; judged on 2/14/2022.
Cosmic Integrity
as defined and refined by Buckminster Fuller
is ultimate divine synergy,
co-operativity,
regenerativity,
organic wiki-PositivEnergy.
God is love
is grace with gratitude
is PositivEnergy Synergy
Tao of Cosmic Health Integrity.
Universal ZeroPhase Integrity
predicts cooperative profiting Fuller,
"Cosmic intellectual integrity"
LeftEgo with Right SacredEco
reincarnates metaphysical Health Universe.
"Orderly interaccomodation
[acclimation, says Bateson
creolization, says Jane Gordon]
of all generalized [health/pathology] principles
constitutes a [bilateral polypathic] nutritional design."
"Multiculturally ordered [health/pathology] relationships"
are inductively apprehended appositionally
and deductively comprehended oppositionally
by bilateral cosmic consciousness.
"As the human mind
progressively draws aside
the [RightBrain divinely cooperative] curtain
of [deductive LeftBrain] unknownness
the great [ego-ecotherapeutic transubstantiating] design laws
of eternally regenerative [health-wealth] Universe
are disclosed
to human [LeftBrain dominant] intellect."
Both cosmic synergetic cause
of Yang
And integrity effects
of dipolar co-arising
Yang mindbody centers
with Yin heartmind ZeroZones
of and for Cosmic Integrity
bilateral temporal-historical
limbic past paths through future
PastHere/FutureNow temporal
dipolar Left/Right cosmic integrity.
What Gregory Bateson
titled "Ecology of Mind"
Buckminster Fuller entitled
"Geometry of Thinking Synergetics"
Thomas Kuhn historically searched
as GoldenRules
and LeftBrain Wealth Protocol
for "Scientific Revolutions"
of evolving ecotherapeutic cosmic proportion,
dipolar measure,
polynomial integrity
of what Julian Jaynes ethologically explored
with and as bicameral ElderRight
re-creating Younger Ego skin double-boundaried deduced Left
as Edward De Bono's psychological positive health advocated
bilateral cosmic integrity
Of WinWin FutureSearch
Work That Reconnects
is clearly not WinLose BusinessAsUsual
monotonous mountains of potential
but polyculturally health abundant Left with Right
cooperatively-owned and fertile managing
with Cosmic Integrity
of sacred EarthTribe DNA
Open Whole System Scriptures
prophetic
if cosmic integrity descriptive
of cooperative revolutionary ZeroPhase
polyculturing Fullerian Designs.
—On Volition—
You declare you chose—
but answer this:
when did the choosing commence?
In that apparent instant
your hand inclined toward the cup,
or within the imperceptible sediment
of a thousand antecedent leanings
you never apprehended?
Something advanced—
not of you,
but through you—
a clandestine concord of forces
too refined to resist,
too intimate to perceive.
You arrived
at what had already been ordained.
Name it thought,
name it will,
name it the theatre of dominion—
yet every resolution
carries the residue
of an origin unobserved.
Even your doubt
is not sovereign—
it is but the reverberation
of a conclusion
unfolding itself within you.
And still,
you narrate—
“I decided.”
As though the river
sought counsel of the stone
before its turning.
As though the flame
petitioned leave
to ascend.
No—
you are not the author of the act,
but its articulation.
The motion precedes you.
The outcome recognises you.
And in that narrow interval between,
you confer upon yourself a title:
Choice.
Author’s Note:
I have been absent for some time, engaged in the quiet construction of a philosophical series titled The Unseen Dominion, exploring perception, control, and the unseen structures preceding what we call decision.
It is a quiet return, but a deliberate one.
He'd return after decades
Spent in imagination. Month
spent in reality. He'd return to the
House of comedy,here,to crack
an heart-taking,wits-arresting,Emotions-
devouring,Land-quaking joke.
He'd return with a robust neck
Seasoned with weeping nerves.
The joke cracker,Let's hear.....
Before he return'd
The gym-ed rodents embroided
with pleasant 6-packs had
summoned a meeting-Impromptu-
Behing the large hall-Hall of fame!
They'd discuss'd-
"Welcome,ye family of pointed
teeths. We're here to announce the
pending return of the Jester. So,with
deep regards floating on apprehended stats.
Let's invade the large hall- Hall of fame.
And destroy his valuable documents.
Let's give room for hanky-panky. Let's
disorganize his hood...."
In succession of their meeting,
They'd prick the discussion by it hem.
And now after he'd return.
All we heard and will hear is;
"A Cracking news that's about
to break- It takes time before news
are broken here-. The federal territory
has been invaded by gyming rats
full of unpreceedented mights and stats.
We would like to elate your heart that
the palace is disorganized....."
And after that,
they'll deep their deflowered hand
Into the draining purse. One hundred
and fifty thousand dollars to buy insecticide
to eliminate
these terrorists-gyming rats.
After that they'll demolish the
Palace on accounts of the terrorists
providence. They'll tame their hearts,
They'll tame their wealths. They'll
tame their consciousness,patience,love
and mistake them for cleverness' Vice.
I've heard them talk of it.
I've seen it happened.
Rats now are braced with
heart pouncing powers. I haven't
heart of this before; Rats with
Bewitching 6-packs,luring hearts
Into corruption. Very soon,
They'll say,the terrorist have
consumed '1000000 dollars' before
His arrival. They'll say,yea,they'll
fashion a qoute from their glottis company;
"None can be underestimated,even rodents
are now terrorists."
Hmmm...... This Jesters!
17:28:08:15:16
‘Great Scott, shucks and darn, I’ve gone and lost a shoe’
cursed the elephant followed by ‘this simply will not do!’
‘The blasted thing is far too loose, I should have had it mended!
So, whoever has found my shoe must now be apprehended!
I’ll search all day and through the night, for months if it be needed,
I will not give up the search until I have succeeded.
They cost a mint and are the finest shoes in all the land,
To think someone has got my shoe is a thought I cannot stand!’
The search began with lion Bill who also loved his shoes,
but he had to catch him quick as he was packing for his cruise
‘I do not have your shoe’ said Bill ‘you really are a clot!
For I’m size nine and you’re a twelve, unless you had forgot?’
He searched each house one by one but couldn’t find his shoe,
He even tried Hyena Geoff, Tim the Hogg and all the Zebras too.
None of them had seen his shoe or even had a notion,
But Jemima the Gazelle did suggest a memory potion.
Crocodile Joe mixed him a concoction of the finest,
said ‘this should help you find your shoe or else will help your sinus!’
‘Gee whiz, son of a gun and jumpin’ Jiminy Cricket,
My shoe is at the cobblers shop it says so on this ticket!’
It sometimes amazes me how a seed of inspiration is translated into poetic
composition...............
Words bubbling
like molten lava
and flowing down a
mountain of creativity.
Ideas flashing into
consciousness, like
comets in the night sky,
begging for durability.
Imagination simmering
in a cauldron of creation,
par-boiled, and waiting
patiently for deliverance.
Verbs verbalised.
Nouns nurtured.
Similes simpatico.
Metaphors metathetical -
all awaiting translation
into metrical form:-
be it iambic verse, rhyme
or sultry sonnet.
An onslaught of inspiration
clambering for attention.
Poetic invention born of
imaginative progression.
Wondrous words!
Artistic expression.
Scintillating syntax.
A palette of calligraphy ....
Words bubbled down
my mountain of creativity.
I have survived the
onslaught of fecundity.
Creation created.
Imagination captured.
Ideas apprehended.
Job done!