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Dynamic reef flexion within the restless Earth
Continental drift spelled birth
once spelled Pangaea,
in early geologic time,
a supercontinent that incorporated
almost all the landmasses on Earth.
While rifling through mine
treasure trove of poems,
yours truly chanced upon
satisfactorily worded
geological event
where plate tectonics wrought
subterranean violent transformation
about a half dozen years ago.
Rust never sleeps courtesy zinc
without rhyme nor reason ye shan't
blame Neptune for unleashing
Indonesian tragic phenomena
just by his innocent wink
merely intended by regular
casual reminder
for Earthlings to think
seriously how (inhabited
linkedin chain of islands,)
yea kinda resembling a slink
key, within the ring of fire,
a large 40,000 km
(25,000 mi) horseshoe shape, -
Yukon also envision
a vague watery rink
encompassing basin of Pacific Ocean,
where e'en the subtlest plink
(no doubt unintentional), thus
absolutely necessary for inhabitants
to catch the latest
drift (albeit continental),
he gave forewarning
just days prior,
possibly relayed after
getting tipsy from overdrink,
hence warning not taken seriously,
where majority resident didst think
a practical joke got played,
yet a coterie of attentive people
accoutered in faux mink
(dressed to the nines
fur a gala fete
also taken by surprise,
no one sensed
any sudden high jink
then the cleaners),
and really the entire
population sustained strong kinship
with what they believed
tubby reasonable god
(a carry over from Greco
Roman Times font size 12),
hence could never suspect,
he would hoodwink
boy (and girl), whar
they ever wrong, come
Friday, 28 September 2018
at 17:02h military time,
or 7:02 post meridiem
an earthquake measuring 7.4
on Richter magnitude scale
leaving Indonesian island
of Sulawesi in total ruins,
from said rat fink
and additionally webbed,
wide whirling countersink
triggered a massive tsunami
razing humongous chink
essentially wiping off the map
in an eye blink,
whereat his lordship
could not be reached,
thus survivors bethink
sum - man tricks brought
watership down,
ah buoy big boon
dog gull upon his head,
boot nonetheless coon
sitter ably less of Neptune!
Binary Math Rules.
Let me tell you a tale, my friend,
Of ones and zeros that never end.
A world of binary, simple and true,
With rules to help guide you.
First, addition is easy as can be,
Just like counting, it's plain to see.
Add each column right to left,
Carry over if it's too deft.
Subtraction takes a bit more thought,
But with practice, it can be caught.
Borrow from the next column to the left,
And subtract as you would with the best.
Multiplication is just like adding more,
But with a trick that you'll adore.
Multiply each digit, right to left,
And add them up to get your quest.
Division is the trickiest of all,
But don't worry, you won't fall.
Divide as you would in base ten,
And the answer will come to you then.
And lastly, don't forget the power,
A binary concept that's never sour.
Two to the power of each column's place,
Will give you a number with grace.
So there you have it, my friend,
Binary math from start to end.
Remember these rules and you'll do just fine,
In the world of ones and zeros that shine.
By Otieno Elvis Gikoi
THE ELO’S POETRY
Dynamic Re: Flexion Within The Restless Earth
Blame Neptune for unleashing
Indonesian tragic phenomena
just by his innocent wink
merely intended by regular
casual reminder
for Earthlings to think
seriously how (inhabited
linkedin chain of islands,)
yea kinda resembling a slink
key, within the ring of fire,
a large 40,000 km
(25,000 mi) horseshoe shape, -
Yukon also envision
a vague watery rink
encompassing basin of Pacific Ocean,
where e'en the subtlest plink
(no doubt unintentional), thus
absolutely necessary for inhabitants
to catch the latest
drift (albeit continental),
he gave forewarning
just days prior,
possibly relayed after
getting tipsy from overdrink,
hence warning not taken seriously,
where majority resident didst
a practical joke got played,
yet a coterie of attentive people
accoutered in faux mink
(dressed to the nines
fur a gala fete
also taken by surprise,
no one sensed
any sudden high jink
then the cleaners),
and really the entire
population sustained strong kinship
with (what they believed
tubby) reasonable god
(a carry over from Greco
Roman Times font size 12),
hence could never suspect,
he would hoodwink
boy (and girl), whar
they ever wrong, come
Friday, 28 September 2018
at 17:02h military time,
or 7:02 post meridiem
an earthquake measuring 7.4
on Richter magnitude scale
leaving Indonesian island
of Sulawesi in total ruins,
from said rat fink
and additionally webbed,
wide whirling countersink
triggered a massive tsunami
razing humongous chink
essentially wiping off the map
in an eye blink,
whereat his lordship
could not be reached,
thus survivors bethink
sum man tricks brought
water ship down,
ah buoy big boon
dog gull upon his head,
boot nonetheless coon
sitter ably less of Neptune!
Melanie: Why would you want to marry me for, anyhow?
Jake: So I can kiss you anytime I want.
Sweet Home Alabama
THE KISS
See Rodin’s sculpture, sumptuous or a stiff on the shelf.
I have to inquire about the development of their hot lips.
Oh have I a story to tell the young - one about myself,
the happenstance as our nuptial sun and moon eclipse.
We avow in front of witnesses at the Beach’s square.
Behind our backs, windows speaking, “Don’t do it!”
The prisoners wear black and white stripes, bars stare,
still they believe in forever after, happily or despite it.
The Kiss, romantic bliss, a formidable honeymoon thrill.
Two bodies encapsulated into one pill, happy or bitter.
Naked for all to see, plastered over the waves, his will
of handsy regret or not, inspire of modern day twitter.
I’m in my wedding-white gown, contrast of a shotgun —
Dad’s not trying to marry me off and I’m not from the hills.
Regardless, the cake and wine awaits in the Virginia sun.
I repeat the words from the Justice of the peace, the untils.
An eventual kiss in sight…oh what Rodin has in mind!
Would he be proud of my dad, when my espoused asked,
“Can I trust her to drive?” …the response, curt and unkind,
“I don’t know. I trusted her when she left.” Dad unmasked.
My to-be wears his Navy cap, concealing his eyes.
Terrified that my parents had arrived and their camper.
Side-by-side sister-in-laws, sizing them up would be wise.
In what possible way could Rodin create mischief…tamper?
The moment arrived…. “You may kiss the bride.”
The jailbirds whistled and their hand claps echoed.
Between the eclipse of the sun and the moon, it’s slide,
vibrations of laughter we would carry over the threshold.
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Inevitable…
It’s funny how it goes
Some days I just don’t know
Whether I’m coming or where I’m going to
And today is one of those dark spots that I know
I’m evolving into their eternal bleakness
With not much hope left to hold me over…
Until tomorrow
I can’t wait for my salvation
Release from self-condemnation
Guided by beliefs that have no bearing here
On the outcome of my life
Whether or not I am judged by a higher power
Is not a principal I can count on
As reciprocation for good intent is non-existent
I bide my time in this world
Unable to prevent the inevitable
I ride my rhymes through this world
Only to prolong the inevitable
When in the end
The inevitable comes for everyone
Everything can carry over
From one day to the next
From one life into another
So who is there to tell you whether or not,
Right from wrong…
Just because you think of greener pastures
Doesn’t mean that you will find them here
Or there…
When you need them now
To help fend off the inevitable
The time is now
If I am to put off the inevitable
Because in the end, the inevitable comes for everyone
Is this the end??
Time is the only gift that keeps giving
as it ticks relentlessly away.
It is an indifferent benefactor
brutally fair with its pennies.
Each dawn sees more hours in our account.
But it never checks the balance,
there is never any carry-over,
no borrowing, debt or overdraft.
Time is endless; it ticks on regardless.
Its account respects not its waste,
nor wise use, nor measured or frivolous use.
Procrastination is ignored.
It waits for nothing
why should it?
It catches up with us
as we catch the clock face
counting the past,
which is the one tense,
that time forgot long ago.
Time is merely a witness,
watching on CCTV.
We speak of spending time
as though we possess it,
but it never belonged to us anyway,
it was never given, only taken,
as it ticks away.
Saving time is a delusion
it ticks away.
Tomorrow is an illusion,
a tick for another day.
time well spent
is a drip drop splat
in the ocean's séance,
that ticks away, ticks away.
Time has no use at all.
It is totally indifferent.
It leaves no traces of its passage,
which we observe in tree rings, wrinkles,
scars, sediments, stories,
relics and memories.
Time knows nothing of such things.
We imagine we are moving through time,
yet we are the hourglass
through which the sands of time can move.
The past never exists.
The future does not yet exist.
The present vanishes before
we can touch a finger on it.
The past is a recollection
future is anticipation
present is participation
time has no reflection.
Yesterday, today, and tomorrow
all exist concurrently.
Time began with the Big Bang
the downbeat for existence.
It is the sound entropy makes
as it unfolds order into disorder.
It is an ever expanding passage
relentless in its ticking.
Its rhythm is indifferent
to whether we dance
or simply count the notes.
i am not a savant
but an idiot for
sure for what
some would
say was a
god made
gift but
the word
"gift" in German
translates to the
word "poison" so
let me wake to take
another dose that will
eventually carry over in
to my sleep where the
soundtrack seems to
never end or praise
be to god for this
elevator door to
never open
so that
the continu
ous muzak may
fill my head at every
chosen not my choice
moment with these words
i but not
me write but possibly it
might be did i hear a
tritone i must go to
the cross road and
try to tune in to it
not forgetting
that this is a gift
Form:
911 affirmation: "remember to breathe"
Because to hold my breath is to keep myself from holding you
Poetry breathes you, the way I always miss how much I need you
The next door neighbor to my heart
You can borrow as much sugar as you need
Because I have a sweet tooth for your lips
I need your kiss
I could do without the freedoms of air
This is the war for love so all is fair
Under this weather where unpredictable is the norm
When I was born all the stars pointed to you
So I find myself having late night conversations with constellations because my dreams carry over into the day and my smile falls asleep as I pray, then wakes up to a new May, so may I please have this dance?
My heart is hop scotching to the lou
Where did you go, I can't find you
p.s. "Remember to breathe..."
University girls
You oath to be in school
Now you are catching fun
At your boys friends quarters
Having a good time
Throwing parties all the time
Life is good yes university girls
Are crazy
Let the study wait
The university girls slogan
Is okay to carry over
Sexuality is not forbidden in our universities
Not in this our prime time
Nowadays the university is like a sex home
So let set the roof on fire
The university age is our time
The time to blow off proportion
Out to the tin air for nothing
University girls
You promised mummy and daddy
To be a good girl out there
But now you are living in a wild world
Now you choose
The kind of life daddy never wish
Her daughter to be part of
A wild world that mamma always
Forbid you from
The world is yours yes
But how long can you go
Is obvious by the time you realise
Your shorting coming
You already gone too deep to get out
Of your addictions
And the world will never save you
So fast in your dismay believe you me
Remember life is short
Out there life is tough and
This gangbang university wildness
Throws you off your self worth
And makes you a scapegoat
Yet university life is sweet says the
University girls
Tribute to my African
University girls
Be safe out there
Respect your parents care
You are the future mother's of the world
Speak low
Remain Unheard
Still an option
Sound horrible
As Noise
Trickles
Lies within its
Inaudible worth
I wont hear of it
What's said
Remains confident
As confidential
One word single word
Heard aloud
Expect quick
Uproared calamity
Sloppy slightly
Undermining
This rooms
Crowd unprepared
For three guns
Maximum
Before chaos
On tippy toes
ing
Dont start
An eruption
These are not
Intellectuals
Made to be
There purpose
Dull wittles
Idiots wrong
Place wrong
Credentials
Lutenants
At most
Still though
The sure
meaning ignorance
Full cups laid around
Unpredictable
But also
ing quiet
Green boys
hard headed
Think love
Isnt confusion
Understand
As understood
By young
Dull wittles
Idiots
To carry over
Thoughts
Immortal
Make sure
They get it tomorrow
Walking animals
Hunters shot
To crush
As livestock
Before death
For told
They die twice
Before slude
So ing
Whisper or
Best address
Quietly take
Stock sliding
the docket over
Your breath
Stale beer
salmonella
Will end you
Quick like
These kids
Poor decision
Being tossed
A.slow death
Set by
weaker men
Broke agenda
Slow Moment
Just this
People are
Born to die
Going to die
Wait for
A tec is on its way
What is this
Where are we
Wrong brothel
Its 2025
I really should
Try harder
Out of this wall
Im a rodent
Dying inside
A cement wall
Waiting for nothing
is this a wall
Can I get out
From here realistically
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