Long Bomb Poems
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Absolut a total blackout
Baileys a trifle sweet with a big kick
Courvoisier won't make you an expert
Drams of spirits to up lift you
Echelon for wining and dining
Fireball wow that was hot
Gin maybe a Sloe to help you sleep
Hpnotic will have you in a trance
Irish Car Bomb most explosive
Jack Daniels a old favourite
Kamikaze is hot so watch out
Lady Godiva drink it but remember to dress
Margaritas make your head spin
Negroni phew this one's hot enough to blow you up
****** only not too many or you will pass out
Panther a real sleek subtle drink
Quarter Deck don't fall off
Royce just don't forget the Rolls
Sake Bomb puts hairs on your chest
Tequila make mine a sunrise
UFO just don't get carried away
Vampire too many you will have nightmares
Wolfram creeps up on you keep a lookout
Xeres Cocktail a treat for goddess's
Yorsh too many you won't get home
Zombie over indulge its walking dead you will be
It is Northen coastal California,
Which boasted the best weather in the USA,
Then came the Global warming, changing the weather all around,
Never so many people suffered from Tornadoes, cyclones, fire, and flooding.
When the scientists proclaimed about the dangers of Global warming,
All the conservative ruling elites thought it was a lunacy of progressives,
Now comes the warning of Atmospheric bomb, and Atmospheric River (AR) rain,
Hunkered up in my room, I watch with fear the monstrous clouds rolling up over my head.
Last year when AR came, the little hills started to slide down,
The age-old trees fell everywhere, power came and went with the rain,
When it comes with an Atmospheric bomb, it is a cyclone with rivers of rain,
The roofs over houses blew up, trees crashed cars and houses all over,
It flooded everywhere, and a few lives got lost in this deluge.
I can live without this watery deluge,
Would love to see past sprinkles observed by natives in awe,
Would love to see birds taking a little shower,
Unfortunately, everyone perishes in this deluge of AB and AR rains.
Shades of Sunrise
Dew about to escape
Breath exchanging life's elements
Another day of deals
Running shoes padding rhythms
Ready the boardroom battles
Clopping horses arriving for oats
Tourists to enchant
Occasional honk
Distress already starting
Cabs feeling lonely
So goes
Central Park awakening
Chad's sunrise-oppression unbearable
One tree shade refuge
Shoulder to shoulder
Elbow to elbow
Meager shelter respites
Awaiting Doctors Without Borders
Despair's awaited visit
Anxious tears begging cessation
Land Rover dust billowing
Through distant heat rising
Reality's desert-St. Nick on schedule
Time's super-human visitor arriving
For a refugee park arousing
Forgotten daybreaks
Sun not seen
Clouds of smoke
Layered upon layer
Acrid death and bomb residual levitating
From yesterday
Last week
Earlier months
Years ago
Trees
Bushes
Flowers
Now but surreal imaginings
Held ever so precious
Beside today's reality
A Syrian city without walls
Windows
Roofs
Basements
Only rubble
Crumbling ever faster
More shell holes
Bigger bombs
Pulverizing all vestige of civilization
Seemingly endless murder and destruction
Reminding all
A dictator's Neanderthal mind-set
Club crunching club
Rock crushing rock
Delivers daily battle zone awakenings
Seemingly in perpetuity
Where...
Where
Might innocent sunrises
See the light
Once again?
You take the high road, I'll take the high road
You ain't gettin' away that easy
I'm on to your tricks, I'm a pretty smart cookie
But some things make me queazy
Like a beautiful woman dressed like a man
On second thought that's kinda kinky
A well tailored suit can look oh so good
If the lady is sexy and slinky
Another strange sight is a man in high heels
Unless his legs are real shapely
But this is certainly quite out of the norm
So you must do it very discretely
Okay I've decided gonna climb outta the box
And live like the world's almost over
When the bomb goes off, last sight you'll see
Me in high heels in the clover
© Jack Ellison 2013
We need to defeat "The Enemys Of Democracy by any "Means Necessary" to keep "Democracy"Itself from failing those who believe in "The Lord God Almighty"! Those who do not believe in "The Lord God Almighty" are destined to "Fail",like "GAZA" has failed who "Hates" Jews,and Christians too!We all (know) (no) who is trying to cause "Democracy Itself To Fail"! Trump has made "Himself a "Dictator" that has a "Fate and Destiny" as a "Dictator" like "Hitler" who achieve his "Fate and Destiny"! Will "The Dictator Trump" have the same "Fate and Destiny as Hitler"? He seems to be moving in that direction?Trump needs to "Achieve Something Good" for "The American People"who he "SERVES AND LEADS"! That is his "REAL DUTY" so that "He can "BECOME A PART OF SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL"! We must achieve something good in order to become a part of something beautiful! The Lord God Almighty is the "MOST BEAUTIFUL"! Rich or Poor ; We want to go to "Heaven after we "DIE"! We all are going to die ,and every living creature that "The Lord God Almighty" has created is going to "DIE"! Do You Understand? After we "DIE" we are "Really going to "HEAVEN OR HELL"FOR CERTAIN"! NO MATTER WHAT YOUR RELIGION IS ! Respect is "GOOD". Can you "Achieve That"? Rich or Poor! You have heard "THE TRUTH"! "Showing respect cost you nothing,and there is no money that has to be paid for being respectful"! Do you understand ;:Donald John Trump"?The United States Of America is something that is going out of existance and "Trump is a person who is the one who is working to take "Democracy " out of existance along with his own existence! Trump is really "Destroying Himself"!The "Truth is "The Light Of The World". Putin will soon "Drop a "Nuclear Bomb" to try and show his power,and due to "The Ignorance of "The Far Right" who threatens not to pay "The military forces who protect "The USA" : Ignorance by the far right will give "PUTIN" a victory and "Putins Death in the war will not have achieved anything good and his home will be "Hell For Eternity"! Achieve Something Good,and thereby "Become A Part of "Something Beautiful"! Harmony is "Achieveing Something Good" and thereby becomming "A part of "Something Beautiful"! By Stephen Crenshaw Hall of Fame Poet From Louisville,Kentucky
Clouds gather to bring rain
& water forms
for the fall
When autumn leaves
for the season
trees shed the same
for us all
Life is the same
in many ways
as storms will come
after calm
Their coming brings clarity
to wash away
clearing the scene
like a bomb
Some hibernate
during the winter
only to emerge
for the spring
It's said the fluid nature
of isolation
can be used
for many things
You can crystalize into
a being made of light
or you can choose
the other scope
Master the seasons
of your soul
& see the truth
of them both
Weather is relative
to your scope
& is a rhyme for
different reasons
Life is a myriad
of different words
lyrics that compose
many seasons
Embrace it all
for a time
for this is just
a blink of an eye
Whether it's weather
or stormy lives
it's all the same
in his eyes
Whistle echoes in the tunnel
then smoke belches upwards
as the train halts at the platform
Disgorging its passengers
before porters offload baggage
Cases, trunks, sacks – all claimed
But no
There on the platform two suitcases
Side by side, travelling twins of no fixed abode
Ace of Spades on one, King of Hearts on the other
Unnoticed
Porters distracted as the cavalcade announces its arrival
Guard of honour, red carpet, bowed heads -
trappings of power and privilege
Gliding through the booking hall
onto the platform
Glancing left not right
Two suitcase stand forlorn
Something stirs within
in an instant, carnage
No train
No platform
No power
No privilege
The end of monarchy
The start of republic
Suitcase slaughter
Suitcase solution
This site is da bomb, my haven so to speak
It's where I go to mellow out
Away from the ugly news of the day
That we constantly hear about
Without the Soup, my life would be boring
I'd walk around mumbling away
Oblivious to the big old world passing by
Whatta great way to start the day
So many great people call P-Soup their home
Scattered throughout this big planet
Personalities as varied as the fish in the ocean
So many, they run the damn gamut
From witty, to clever, intellectual to romantic
We all call it home sweet home
A retreat, a getaway from all of life's hassles
A place to let our true hearts roam
So let's hear some of that thunderous applause
For those who bring us the Soup
All of us would probably fade into oblivion
Instead, we're just happy as poop
© Jack Ellison 2015
A Ghost of a Chance
Life is set up from start
A dogs life
Pops take me out for a drive
She begged
But it was too far just for16 dollars
But every turn of the beaten road makes life more truthful Down and outs waiting for you since birth
fortune is blind to wishes and wants
living to the end is just not possible
To answer a question are you comfortable
Soldiers left killers writes
The book of ghosts
Ill take an hour on the cross to free humanity forever
Somethings have no guarantees
Who is taken i
s talking to you
By force
Who can trap anyone who isn't looking fierce
Or being the robot of doom or dogmas friend
Sense populous reclaiming scant scratch and bite abandoned dreams remain
Identified as those to bomb
To lose or never have had
Humanity
We can't win without a voice
It'll be the end of my days
So who will breathe for tomorrow
To and from an end and a beginning
To those just entered
A World without sleep
Throw back identities
Who now breathes the stagnant air of a distracted youth
Swallowing silently
A quick portray
A fools way
To be left on the streets
Bleeding the blood of betrayed
Of getting the boot out of Hollywood
A follow of Cristian sneezing lemon dust
Chance of love after smile
Chance of a thrill
After a growl
No Kings
Just amens
A ghost in the house
Spirits run
Chased by demons screems break through
Waves of oceans
You cant wait to fall asleep to share a spot with those who made you strong
Make them yours
Don't kid yourself even if your shoes are stuck in limbo waiting for the roll
of a criticàlly impaired
pair of dice
There is rumbling in the skies
It’s not thunder
Babies sound a chorus of cries
Where is mother?
They have mastered the drill
To take cover
Prayer the only sanctuary, they stay still
Survive or wander
There is no heat to keep them warm
There is just rapid fire
They are used to the sound of a bomb
Aftermaths are never familiar
Tears are falling and dust is rising
There’s a mass murder
Aircraft engines rolling, shrilling crying
A heartless gunner
Cable television breaks the news
Airs oblivious pretenders
Victims silenced, war-mongers with more views
Superpowers slumber
The sound of war is the inaction of peace
Blind, deaf and afar
Creating a vacuum that thirsts for violence
So hush
And listen to the sound of war as you wonder