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There's a big priority
We've lost in our society
It seemed to disappear somehow
Causing lots of pain and sorrow
Schools on lock down shooting guns
Instead of friends all having fun
Students shake in so much fear
A bad situation to bear
Children tortured by parents
Instead of love it leaves a dent
Of misery lies and heartache
Leaving little ones to break
Neighbors used to be caring
Open doors and lots of sharing
Now its us turning away
Friendships in bitter dismay
What made us all lose decency
For each other easily
Without a care it's gone forever
I really thought that there would never
Be a time we all would lose
The option to finally choose
Hatred over love and care
It's happening everywhere
And needs to stop or there will be
A blast of pure catastrophe
We'll never get past again
Making this world lose in sin
Another year has come; the old one past,
its stored memories gathered in like grain
into the heart's treasury. Let no bane
there enter to destroy. Again thou hast
protected me against the fearful blast
of winter's barren cold and bitter rain,
a coat you gave to me of love unfeigned;
a shield against the stormy surges, vast;
a cloak to wrap around your turtle dove,
like Hannah brought to Samuel each year
in celebration of the birth of love,
the promise of Jehovah held most dear
to her whose prayer prompted heaven above:
thus covered, I embrace another year.
Copyright, 1987, Faye Gibson
Pastel skies collide with waves of atmosphere
Through rockets blast on thunderous gaseous fire
Hurled away from Spring time madness flowered
Comforts of the Earth revoked
Man owns the universe and all that's in it
Cold has no name in deep space for color
Planets run with rocks in celestial quirks of nature
Through circular asteroid belts designed by black
Take blankets of dark wrapped in permanent night
Answer back at strangers who invade their space
Warned to keep a distance from the stars
Electronic noise with lights do not intimidate
A leap of faith is needed when you travel
Astronauts cover themselves in silver suites
Filled with oxygen and sensors to detect
To step outside the craft into the universe
Outside themselves into the past
Destinations measured become absorbed
Stored in the books of knowledge
In time it will all be sorted out
Bound to have some meaning this time out
Signals bounce from an antennae reaching
Calculated at a distance to the nearest stars
To be discovered as they are
Inclinations on the not so new
So far from home from our perspective
Only a soft beat can be discerned
Words have no sound in outer space
No meaning from the start
Only a murmur of humanity as matter
Sounds a faint echo in the distant heart
Grizelda the witch loved
cooking chubby children in
her bubbling, green broccoli
stewpot.
She wore a pointy hat that
constantly leaked bright pink
glitter everywhere she
walked.
Her magic wand was
actually a stale, half- eaten
pepperoni pizza crust from
last Tuesday.
"Mmm, boy- and- girl soup is
my absolute favorite!" she
cackled, dancing a silly jig.
She captured little Timmy
and Barnaby, aiming to turn
them into tasty dinner
snacks.
"Wait!" shouted Timmy, "We
taste exactly like expired
milk and gym socks!"
Grizelda sniffed Barnaby's
shoe and gagged loudly, her
green face turning bright
purple.
"Gosh! You need seasoning!"
she cried, dumping a giant
bottle of ketchup inside.
Barnaby secretly pulled out
a massive feather duster
and tickled the witch's nose.
"ACHOO!" roared Grizelda
blowing her own ugly
hairpiece straight into the
boiling soup.
The bald witch gasped as
the boys threw popping
candy into a giant
cauldron.
BANG! POP! FIZZ!" The green
stew exploded, covering the
kitchen walls in goo.
The magical blast turned the
evil witch into a harmless,
pink fluffy toilet brush.
She hopped around
frantically, squeaking angrily
because she couldn't eat anyone
anymore.
Timmy and Barnaby laughed
so hard that their bellies
hurt, doing silly victory flips.
They grabbed Grizelda's
pizza- crust wand and waved
it wildly around the messy
room.
The spell instantly transformed
the spooky potion into massive
hill of chocolate pudding.
The boys are their way out
of the creepy hut, laughing
at the brush.
Grizelda stated stuck in the
corner, forever sweeping
dust bunnies and crying
softly.
Now she only eats moldy
cheese crumbs and hates
the smell of broccoli soup.
I'm in darkness,the noise is loud.the sounds of fiery wind blast through the air
Total insanity is near and beyond me,chaos is surrounding all around me.
What am I,who am I..why am I here,Is this a dream or am I really lost touch
with myself.
I wondered why I am in total darkness,there's no light to see my through.
where can I go,what should I do..
how should I get away from this terrible pain.
I hate it here,why am I here its so cold and crazy and lonely place.
I hear voices but where are they,am I imaging it in my mind,
It's like the darkness doesn't want me to go back to sanity,it want's me to stay
right here with insanity.
Welcome to hell,welcome to darkness.welcome to a life of pain and suffering.
welcome to life.
Brief interlude
A dreamy passage;
Familiar faces
~~~~~~~~~
An old friend calls
From crowded room;
Smiles bridge gap
~~~~~~~~~
Mall crowd mingle
Browse through exhibits;
Branded watches
~~~~~~~~~
Poster art works
Modern mixed media;
Stuff and nonsense
~~~~~~~~~
Little boy lost
Parents in panic;
Mall PA blast
~~~~~~~~~
Sudden downpour
Shelter seekers dash;
Motley bus-stop
~~~~~~~~~
Fancy flings funny
Clowns on sidewalk;
Downtown escapade
~~~~~~~~~
Coffee cafe queue
Caffeine fix here;
Brown liquid buffet
~~~~~~~~~
Poise of voice
Shrill staccato;
Fat lady moans
~~~~~~~~~
Swinging playground
People soaking in;
Respite from stress
~~~~~~~~~
Bougainvilleas bloom
Sultry weather heats;
Humid accolades
~~~~~~~~~
Joy wears fond smiles
Glee runs madly;
Children congregate
~~~~~~~~~
Parents chit-chat
The usual stuff;
Complaints crowding
~~~~~~~~~
Not much time
Not much space;
Not much anything!
~~~~~~~~~
My old car
Long-time friend;
Symbiotic times
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
07 June 2016
Singapore
"DRIVE"
Imperial
bulltwang
oligarchy
number crunching
serial winners
cornflake box
cracker jacks
sing some songs
that cut some flack
Pats on back helps
cut the slack from
wind ringing chimes
hot air bumcracks
anonymous blast
dredging up
saccharine ditties
from the past
tolling bells
zero oceans
fathoms
zero five
deep dive
swallows
air
chirping
feathers fly
ring-a-round-the-rosies
sing-a-song of posies
bubbling honey
bee hive.
Serious insects
marching bands
beating drums
semi-alive
hour glass
running
out of sand
Metronome
kisses
missing time
keep on working
for the Man.
Black Balls
White Ball
rolling dreams
quicksand
sinking
out of rhyme
Take a walk
in the forrest
stand tall
Rain comes
dance some
turn your face
to Number One
Brave.
Get in the car
wave
your hand
foot flat to the floor
burn the engines
face to sun
put dark
glasses on
what's to be won?
survive...
listen to
silence
DRIVE.
(Lovejoy-Burton/2018 Jan)
White Rose Parade/Lady of the Sunshine (Angus Stone)
https://youtu.be/h0njhzs2bDA
Smoking Gun/Lady of the Sunshine (Angus Stone)
https://youtu.be/K6aLm8aY6fE
A glimmer of light
A path so bright
A beautiful light
In space and time
The darkness finds
Such a glimmering sight
Such a voice, such a choice
A blast so slight
A righteousness sparkle spectacular flash
Exploding imploding out
A ray of hope through the darkness
Expanding commanding a
Travelling light
.
09/26/17
When they declared allegiance
Overnight, you would not know
Who is by your side and who is not:
You would not know
If you are a victim or a culprit:
Whether you are prey
Or the hunter,
When the earth threatens
To swallow you in seduced heat
A blast man made and just in time,
It misses you by a whisker,
And yet it's strength
Is strengthened by the ones it struck;
It is then you know
That it was not just a game,
The fact that you survived it means
They have gone back to the drawing board:
They are all condemning it,
Among them are the ones who
Certainly committed it, and cowards they are,
They sing your slogans,
Wear your regalia, your face they want to delete,
That's when you know it was an attempt,
Suicide or assassination;
It is then when the victim
Is the first suspect.
Shadow World
Wondering off the world are shadows
Trees tried to stay behind
To settle with the sun of red, to make it right and just
Beyond its light
Something wrong had happened to its core
The star focused on objects in reflection
Had nothing left to give to life but death
Objected to moving things in general
With indifference there
Exploded with anticipation of the night
Could not contain dark places looking for escape
Colors could hardly stick to trees
Stationary in their place as was their nature
Seemingly anesthetized to numbness by the sudden blast
Anathematized or cursed
Trees were the last to stand
They held themselves in dirt
And could not reason with the star
Executed on the spot along with every form of life
For failure to do their job
No one or thing had a say in this grave matter
All things destroyed in one quick flash of light
To become a splinter in the eye of sun as it went nova
And when the planet settled into total darkness
To become an empty orb
When the sun lost power
To become the dark
Sunk in on itself and vanished
No one said a prayer
For no one was there to care
Or left alive in Shadow world
A burnt out cinder