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Incrementally corporeal essence, here
to fore i.e. figurative spear
tire of mine, doth elicit despair
daily appall, thus I air
part tickle laurel lei objection
able bane, cuz this tear
rubble flabbiness a glare
ring anatomical feature, I swear
shape shifted into a dare
ridge hubble unsightly
bulge ballooning mere
lee (just south of nada so clear
lee belly button), where
former wash board abdomen veer
hilly subsumed by displeasing scare
really hated love handles glare
ring paunches noticeable, especially
when belly bare
adduce sing the culprit bing
one or more daring
pharmacological prescription eliminating
debilitating panic attacks,
albeit re: fashioning
my metabolism, but
necessary medications giving
immeasurable un bull heaving
relief to this generally
skeptical person instilling
joyus rapture, where
psychological state jitterbugging
(a slight bit of hyperbole,
I tango with) kickstarting
long overdue ability
to experience living
shorn of paralyzing anxiety,
yes every now and again
isolated heated flare ups making
stellar appearance, asper
wren literal "NON
FAKE" pennilessness,
and a concomitant stress
inducing circumstance naming
management due to inspect
occupied apartment units
this next oncoming
week (October seventh -
thirteenth) inducing palpitating
heart, irritable bowel syndrome,
and non quitting
excessive (no pun intended -
heavy handed) perspiration,
but generally "speaking" quieting
torturous unbearable
woebegone raging
adrenaline hellishly riotous smiting
my body electric
condemning torturing
poisoning relentlessly (like
stinging scorpions) upending
many prime decades vice wrenching
yoking ambivalence nose zing
worthlessness toward
total mortal kombat!
Reflecting the ray's in all directions
the rough surface
with it's intent to reflect ray's
intentilly and uniformly
Corumdum A1203
Alumina is a drying compund
Fused white aluminum oxide
with diverse ranges of
applications
Pink or Brown infusments
such as acid and alkiai
dielectric properties
resisting strong chemical attacks
it prepares it's self for acidicty infusions
used in dentistry and hip surgery
Caterham sea van tarot on auto pilot
an intellegent auto pilot
allard motor works!
Kitpzyxmium or kitpzyzm.....
We gone have
Lionfish, Catfish Red Snapper
pork ribs beef brisket and roasted goat
ya'll gonna eat
ya'll gone dance
ya'll gonna sip wine
and enjoy!
Zucchinni sausage and chese some braod noodles
Poetry on trial?
I’m going to indict poetry, for infecting my soul
Does it serve any purpose, or has it lost control
This may seem quiet strange, perhaps unorthodox
Peruse this if you will, whilst it’s head layeth on the block
No need for a foundation, build it in the clouds
But it does require structure, interwoven by shrouds
Mocks me with Humpty Dumpty, as my life falls to bits
Sends me down a path, of bifurcation and twists.
Yes poetry is stealthy, it attacks from every side
Attempting to outflank you, then pounces in surprise
Soon levity returns, it wants to chill you out
Where did this come from, shaketh your head in doubt.
Bow before it in deference, or leap into the sky
Cut to pieces on razor wire, see the birds that flyeth by
Pit Romeo and Lothario, in a competition of charms
Find a new born baby, dead in its mother’s arms.
Send shivers down ones spine, Hairs stand on your neck
Deal out a winning hand, then rearrange the deck
Be a photon of light, amongst trillions on our sun,
Reminisce ole times, when life beheld such fun.
Be scarred by it’s violence, Drawn into the mystique,
Blown away by the punchline, The havoc it can wreak
Drown in melancholy, or bathe in its delight
Overcome tragic heartbreak, awestruck by it’s might.
Empathize with the poor, in their cornucopia of dirt,
Curse the wealthy no better, in their hubris of self-worth,
Surrounded by loved ones, on your terminal breath,
Then Cryo-frozen in a machine, trying to forgo death.
So yes I’ve tried poetry, it was given a fair trial
Now to pass sentence, and do so, with some style
I condemn it to life, with no chance of parole
Simultaneously I grant pardon, for it’s me who lost control.
By
David Kavanagh
National Panic Wednesday March 9th, 2022 actually... every day
Founded by Tom and Ruth Roy
solely to acknowledge hardship
of A. R. Harris
and her husband M.S. Harris,
who cope poorly
(even courtesy medication)
with anxiety attacks, especially when
violated, probed, interrogated courtesy
Highland Manor inquisition,
which traumatizing event happened
on aforementioned date
included with poem title.
J. G. and P. F.
constitute management team
under jurisdiction of Quoss
(pronounced chhath tt) and Grade,
who espouse principle laissez faire
but whose exhibited heavy handedness
pertaining to the married couple
named in the third line of this poem.
Either one or the other gals
who attend these premises
here at the Schwenksville location
(I won't mention
the state as penile solitude)
alluded to a peculiarly nasty odor
emanating from unit B44,
our man/woman cave.
We received a twenty four hour deadline
to get into shipshape the disarray
messiness even Pigpen
would find abominable,
yet upon receiving both
oral and written admonition,
me and the missus
buckled down and kickstarted
frenzied whirlwind one bedroom
apartment cleaning spree
zoned out like zombies of Sugar Hill
when the clock struck bewitching hour,
more specifically that alluded time
synonymous with midnight.
No matter we felt dead tired
whereat neither option
to acquire additional time,
nor desist existed,
and yet nearly impossible mission
to continue, but appealing
to temptation of sandman
out of the question.
Deep sleep for the weary
appeared oh so heavenly,
on par with plate
of powder milk biscuits,
our mandate (analogous to pilgrims
adults and children -
forced to fight in crusades)
forbid cessation, thus to plod
and plow onward
despite overwhelming urge to plotz,
(not the slang definition)
found yours truly
blissfully in dreamland
when me noggin hit the pillow,
Not for a minute
could yours truly
sit down and take a breather,
despite severe lower
(rightside) back pain.
Said dull throbbing ache
diagnosed as tight muscles
by Doctor (physical therapist)
John R. Mishock,
he would not countenance
(approve, comply, honor...)
I popped one Ibuprofen.
Judged an outstanding member of your community,
Only shows how erroneous some people can be!
How were you getting away with all that for so long?
Neighbors not suspecting you doing those things so wrong?
What horror transpired when they found that evidence;
All those bodies found buried under your residence!
You engaged in clandestine homosexual acts;
Nefariously murdered and can’t deny those facts
Exemplary of evil in those killing attacks!
Guilty as charged on all thirty-three counts you were found;
All victims’ families pain and suffering abound.
Capital punishment was not good enough, no doubt!
Your lethal injection death was your easy way out!
I am not expressing my personal opinions on controversial subjects such as the
death penalty or anything else here. This is just my first attempt at an acrostic
poem that was written in 2004 on the tenth anniversary of Gacy's execution.
Who is like unto you among the nations, O Israel
A nation with a good eye and a good heart
Protecting its non-Jews as fiercely as she does her Jews
Even going beyond her borders
~ to protect Syria’s community of Druze*
Just as she did from 1977 to ‘91
to airlift the Beta Israel from war-torn Ethiopia**
Had Israel not rescued them,
~ the Beta would have been ‘gamma, gone and done’
I too participated in that miracle
teaching three Beta men Ivrit ***
Ever grateful to Israel for saving their lives
for helping them recover traditions so sweet
__________________________________________________
*Members of the Druze community in Israel have been vital
contributors to Israel ever since statehood. Israel, therefore,
is protecting Druze in southern Syria from attacks on them
by the new 'revolutionary government' (= terrorists) there.
**Ethiopia fought an 'endless war' against Eritrea in the last
quarter of the 20th century. Eritrea was backed by the for-
mer Soviet Union, and inflicted heavy losses on Ethiopia.
Many Jews there lost their families, homes, etc., including
the men whom I was privileged to teach.
***'Ivrit' means 'Hebrew' in the Hebrew Language.
#HEAD THROWN BACK...
A JOLT* OF FEEL GOOD HUMOR, ATTACKS!
STRESS REDUCES, BELLY ACHING, SHAKING AND "HOLD YOUR CHEST" LAUGHTER FEST PRODUCES...
MUCH NEEDED MEDICINE, RELEASED, THAT'S GOOD FOR YOUR SOUL...
"COMEDIC GOLD!"
I LOVE TO LAUGH!!!
ESPECIALLY UNEXPECTEDLY...
SHARP WIT, A QUIP!
JOHN LARROQUETTE (ACTOR)
COMEDIC CYNICISM, SARCASM AT IT'S FINEST DELIVERED, BUT NOT TO HURT, JUST ANOTHER OBSERVATION THAT ELICITS HIGH VOLUME LAUGHTER, WHAT A WONDERFUL SENSATION, {GOOD VIBRATION} "THAT ELATION!"
YES INDEED, I FEEL GREATFUL...
AS A HUMAN BEING TO HAVE BEEN GRANTED A "RESPONSE" SEED...
AREN'T WE ALL, AREN'T WE ALL...
SO VERY FORTUNATE, WHEN WE ARE ABLE AND WELCOMINGLY *OPEN* TO RECEIVE OUR FILL...
"WHO'S UP FOR REFILLS?" *LOL*
TO ALL COMICS, CYNICS AND EVERYDAY EXPRESSERS WHO TICKLE OUR FUNNY BONE; "THEY TAKE OUR SOULS HOME" THAT'S HEALING, {THIS OPTIMAL FEELING!} AN AWESOME APPEALING *GIFT* WE OWN!~
HOW FORTUNATE...
"MOST FORTUNATE!"
"WHAT {WONDROUS} MEDICINE*****"
ALL DUE TO A N D THROUGH LAUGHTER!~
©Renee D. Gross {GHPPR} March 2023#
Unwavering by God’s might
tenaciously upholding my faith divinely granted
through Christ’s imputed righteousness…
here’s my soul, grace propped
earnestly striving to live for Him
exalting His name … my holy intransigence.
Unfaltering along the Saviour’s steadfast assurance
immutably sealing my redemption security
against unbelief and skepticism’s attacks…
here’s my spirit, kept by His Word, perfectly reliable
ceaselessly enabled to learn from Him
to be able to teach biblical discipleship … my devoted intransigence.
Unswerving toward the Lord’s direction
prudently guarding my steps He maneuvers
with His omniscience of supreme guidance…
here’s my life, sanctified and purged by the blood of the Lamb
wholeheartedly yielded to lead others toward Him
in reverential worship … my ardent intransigence.
Unfailing because of Christ’s presence
serenely constraining my service
by His compassion midst His mercy’s abundance…
here’s my commitment vow* He has blessed
conscientiously declared to love Him
with all my heart … my eternal intransigence.
*Isaiah 19:21 And the LORD shall be known… yea, they shall vow a vow unto the LORD, and perform it.
July 20, 2019
4th place, "Intransigence" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton; judged on 7/22/2019.
March 8 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Judges 7-9
Key Verses –Judges 7:18 and 20… The sword of the LORD, and of Gideon.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY DIVINE SWORD
Lord God, You are my divine Sword, smiting attacks of persecution
Thank You that You keep me safe by Your compassion’s action
Toward cheerful great commission-participation
Being Your saved child, enjoying Your granted eternal redemption.
Lord God, You are my divine Sword, freeing souls from enemy’s hand
Thank You that You keep me secured by Your “Be strong” command
Toward victorious fight along righteous stand
Being Your ransomed believer, transformed by Your grand re-creation brand.
Lord God, You are my divine Sword, defeating the camp of backsliding
Thank You that You keep me steadfast by Your faith-building
Toward diligent worship-service attending
Being Your sanctified Christian for joyful supplication-interceding.
Lord God, You are my divine Sword, subduing destructive iniquity
Thank You that You keep me controlled by Your loving authority
Toward submissive obedience, devoid of shallow piety
Being Your prayerful steward striving to please You with humility.
Lord God, You are my divine Sword, reigning over fleshly struggles
Thank You that You keep me firm by Your Word from falsity-wiggles
Toward teachable attitude that defies compromise-bugles
Being Your interested learner awed midst wisdom realization-giggles.
Lord God, You are my divine Sword, promoting heavenly perspective
Thank You that You keep me guided by Your illumination’s directive
Toward joyful reaching-out midst soul-winning, always affirmative
Being Your Gospel-proclaimer, trusting Your power, constantly operative.
Lord God, You are my divine Sword, conquering foolishness-fights
Thank You that You keep me radiant by Your Scriptural truth-lights
Toward fruitful ministry involvement against slothfulness-blights
Being Your Bible adherent, experiencing Your miracles’ delights.
March 8, 2023
Patriarchy
A world in decay
more so every day.
Our civilization
is going astray
People just getting by
despite how hard they try.
Billionaires lavish
while "common folk" die.
Theological tropes
give misguided hopes.
Bastardizations
by preachers and popes.
Distorting their creeds
to suit depraved needs
Make mothers in parking lots
wait while they bleed.
Beneath ceilings of glass
relentlessly harassed
Raped, beaten, and blamed.
Forced to be second class.
Children slaughtered in school
still no changing of rules.
Hands dripping with blood.
Thoughts and prayers are just cruel
LBGTQ
they're coming for you too.
Purporting them groomers,
causing hatred to spew.
Scapegoating blacks
while holding them back.
Stoking hatred and fear
that fuel racist attacks.
Migrants come to this land
across long desert sands.
Pegged as invaders,
yet no weapons in hand.
Destroyed native nations.
No consideration
genocidal onslaught
for the white man's station.
They're bought and paid for
political whores
routinely betraying
the oath once they swore.
They contend without clue.
Red hamstringing blue.
No child care, no tax cuts,
no healthcare for you.
A shallow veneer,
Abundantly clear.
lay blame to the others
To hide their own fear.
Propaganda soaked news
pushing treasonous views.
The conservative's blueprint
to enslave and abuse.
All part of the plan
of the wealthy white man.
Working the masses,
taking all that they can
The powers that be
throughout history.
All that's wrong with the world,
the Patriarchy.