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Biological parents minted circa December 1st, 1957
Amelie Beth Harris
fresh out womb blurted "ahoy"
melded as genetic
deoxynucleic acid alloy
awkward first time parents
natural affection did employ
Boyce and Harriet Harris
shed tears of joy,
and feted yearly birthdays,
thus much appreciation ye did buoy
bestowed unconditional love,
thus tis impossible mission
to compensate, thus thank... oh boy
so much financial, emotional debt
I Cain never be Abel to repay...
Benjamin McLane Spock
(May 2, 1903 – March 15, 1998)
quickly became Gibraltar rock
Baby and Child Care (1946)
one of the best-selling
volumes in history
mother frequently referenced,
whenever figurative roadblock
dog eared pages testimony
frequency when apprenticed
at tender age very sensitive
if made accidental laughingstock
then in later years came to my defense,
when this younger brother
pitifully relentlessly teased
courtesy daily bullies targeted me
as token "scapegoat"
pitched yours truly into
verbal suffocating deadlock.
Protective "big" sister
not twisted, yet dynamic as twister
(think bodyguard), and during
play school served as kapellmeister
threatening to kick keister
of anyone who so much
as harm hair on my head
tattooing with resultant
cheeky chic bubbling blister.
Well perhaps hyperbolic stock in trade
slight exaggeration regarding above,
though only 407.417 days age gap
between this scribe and his aforesaid
sibling, the psychological maturation
pegged much greater oft times made
eldest sister donned trumpeted role
much higher emotional paygrade
of surrogate mother
quasi maternal aid
amazing thirteen months older
though more frayed
nerves i.e. mine this
middle progeny i.e. me
dependent analogous to preschool grade
kid (taut) with homesickness anxiety inlaid
missing his mommy feigning
happiness as charade.
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.
Truth has a way
To greet fond spell;
Beauty flowers
~~~~~~~~~
Magic moments
Joy in sweet smiles;
Floral bright blooms
~~~~~~~~~
Cheer comes to call
Another milestone;
Change brings memories
~~~~~~~~~
Touch of delight
Frosted cream cheese;
Lemon zest cake
~~~~~~~~~
Cocoa ecstasy
Chocolate ganache cake;
Heavenly bliss
~~~~~~~~~
Espresso moment
Caffeine swirl;
Fragrant brown brew
~~~~~~~~~
Old news vendor
Weathered street stall;
Sleepy fatigue droops
~~~~~~~~~
Playground chatter
Maids on parade;
Child care commotion
~~~~~~~~~
One year now
Death anniversary;
We miss you
~~~~~~~~~
Precious moments
Still figurines speak;
Lovely silence swirls
~~~~~~~~~
Old man sits
Alone by this walkway;
Wanders about
~~~~~~~~~
Barely two
Curious Eurasian boy;
Darting eyes query
~~~~~~~~~
April moon glow
Humid dry heat;
Touching tangent
~~~~~~~~~
My darling sleeps
Murmurs and smiles;
Sweet dreams percolate
~~~~~~~~~
Crazy overtones
Squirrel racing zigzag;
Massive tree trunk tracks
~~~~~~~~~
Sit still now
Word fragments arrive;
Haiku sojourn
~~~~~~~~~
Piece by piece
Part by part;
Soul stirrings sum
~~~~~~~~~
Two retired souls
Mundane humdrum;
Afternoon matinee
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
24 April 2016
Singapore
SPECIAL AGENT LEROY HEIMBACH HE BABYSAT FOR MY FOUR CHILDREN WHILE SPECIAL AGENT PAULA BRAND INSTALLED THE WIRES ON MY UNBORN CHILD LEROY WAS THE SUPERVISOR I HAD TO CARRY OUT HIS DUTIES I AM BLESSED HE TOOK MY KIDS TO THE BEACH SINGING MY GIRL NO GREATER LOVE HE WAS AN AWESOME FATHER HE HAD FIVE KIDS HIMSELF I FELT MY KIDS WERE SAFE THIS HELPED ME GO INSIDE HOSTAGE SITUATIONS BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FROM JUNK SICK OFFICERS AND MAKE IT BACK FINNY TODAY FBI SUPERVISOR BABY SITTING MY FOUR KIDS IT WAS LIKE HAVING CHILD CARE WHILE BEING AN INFORMANT I COULDN'T WORK IF MY KIDS WEREN'T SAFE SORRY FOR MY IMPOSTER TAKING ADVANTAGE OF SPECIAL AGENT LEROY HEIMBACH LEAVE HIM ALONE YOU WERE BREAKING IN MY HOME LEROY HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THAT TAKE NOTES YOU EILL NEVER EVER CLONE ME JAMAICAN TALIBAN IDENTITY THIEVES RACKETEERING EXTORTING EMBEZZLING VETERANS AND THEIR DISABLED FAMILIES I WAS BLESSED LEROY WAS THIER I WAS HIS BACK UP TODAY MY WAR HEROR GOT MY BACK SPECIAL AGENT LEROY HEIMBACH IS FISHING NOW THINKING ABOUT ME TELEPATHIC BEHAVIOR ANALYST HE TAUGHT ME TO DO HIS JOB WHILE HE PLAYED WITH MY CHILDREN YOU ARE A DOMESTIC TERRORISTS IDENTITY THIEVES SPECIAL AGENT LEROY HEIMBACH NEVER BROKE INTO MY HOME FOR IMMUNIZATION RECORDS TO KILL MY INFANT HE SAT DOWN WITH MY CHILDREN AND I WE HAD LEMONADE AND TEA HE WOULD NEVEER PUT ME IN HARMS WAY LEAVE HIM ALONE JHORE YOU'VE KILLED ENOUGH MEN YOU WILL NOT HARM MY WAR HERO STAY AWAY FROM MY DISABLED FAMILY YOUR SOUL SHALL BE SWALLOWED UP BY THE LION OF JUDEA HAILE SELASSIE THE LION SHALL PUR AT MY FEET JUST HE DID THAT BEAUTIFUL DAY YOUR RASTA ANDREW PERISHED AT MY FEET I WATCHED THE LION OF JUDEA SWALLOW HIS SOUL AS HE TRIED TO CRAWL SLIDING LIKE SERPENT COVERED IN BLOOD THAT'S WHEN THE GUNMAN SAW HIS SOUL SCREAM HE JUMPED FROM THE TRUCK AND PUT FOUR MORE SLUGS IN HIS BACK HIS SHOE SHOT OFF HIS FEET NOW I SHOOT YOUR SOUL HAILE SELASSIE RASTAFARIAN LION OF JUDEA DON'T YOU EVER CROSS MY PATH AGAIN
A field of angry faces fume
with mouths agape as spittle flies
from lips best used for other tasks.
Upon the green , the rolling lawn of angst,
demonstrators wave paper placards.
Group A never nearing Group B.
Flags drape the bandstand packed
with pomp and politicians give lip-service
to the trodden rights of man.
Unequal, but present, women, fe-males
present themselves in all manner of vehicles
from stroller to walker to wheel chair, we are here.
For one hundred years, we have been ‘given’
the ‘right’ to own property,
but still
our labor is worth less.
Un-joined, un-backed,
if alone, many are left
in the ranks of the poor.
A field of angry faces fume
no child care, no child left behind,
inadequate health care, still we struggle on
in the twenty-first century,
where politicians preen and prance
and misuse our votes.
The divide ever present,
our ranks rife with unrest,
our creative powers used to shackle us
given only lip-service.
Still, we will prevail.
Here's who to blame
The Chinese government began it all
Those wild creatures traded in that wet market
I mean
Secrets were kept too long
It's self-evident
Air travel spreads it abroad
With inadequacy of testing before and after
And
Track and trace always playing catch up
With
Government policy changing
We discover
Hospitality is shutting down
And to our dismay
Entertainment is no longer viable
So where can we go and spend?
Retailers feel under threat
Me too
Teachers are angry
Also
Hospitals can't cope
There's no child care for key workers
Then we hear reports that
Not distancing
Many young people are partying
And they say that
Wearing his mask
Even for Santa
Leads to tiers
This spread of Covid-19
While it's still out of control
We'll have to cope
On our own
Blaming others
Grumbling
Now read from bottom to top.
Once again I point out that the form "reversal poetry" is not recognised by Poetry Soup.
Form:
I overdrew my bank account.
Then told the bank to print more money to cover it.
They told me there was no interest in doing that.
I suggested a moratorium on pursuing the matter.
They suggested I not write any more checks.
I told them I was drowning in debt.
They asked who pushed me into the pool.
I wept and cried as I toweled myself off.
I asked if they could suspend my rent/mortgage payments
car payments, child care/support payments etc.
The said it wasn’t their job to bail me out.
I reminded them that the GOVERNMENT
(aka taxpayers like me) had bailed them out.
They called in an armed security guard
to escort me from the building.
Wait till they see what’s going on with my credit cards!!!
John G. Lawless
The Glorious Mountain
The mountain on the other side of the bay
was born before colors were invented
and introduced to make the world jollier
a place for humanity to relax and love
This mountain, however, has three basic
colors, black, gray, and snow white
if these shades had not been there
the hill would have been unseen
a shimmer of morning light to avoid
accident, it would have had to be painted
every four years or when the town had
money not earmarked for child care
The mountain is no place for a Sunday stroll
thousands of seabirds have made it slippery
the grass has gone, over-fertilized
that tells us, that health has its limitation
Where the mountain meets the ocean
crustaceans are the size of drop-dead dolphins
one lobster can feed a family of five
The mountain's bleak exterior has a hidden
beauty and looks glorious at sunset
A little boy and his older sister
Caught twenty ants and put them in a jar
Then filled the jar with water
And watched the poor ants drown.
The police came and got the boy and girl
And took them away in a blue and white car
They went on trial for their very lives
And the judge wore a big red frown.
"Did you drown twenty innocent ants?"
The judged asked little brother.
"My sister did it!"
"It wasn't me!"
They each one blamed the other.
As punishment for their horrible crime
They were both sealed in a great huge jar
Which was slowly filled with water
And they watched each other drown.
From the ongoing series Lucifera's Questionable Child Care Poems and Stories.
They broke up
Irreconcilable differences
After twenty years together
No further comments will be made
Some admired them for the length of their relationship
Even though they never wed.
She said of him
He’s a guy’s guy.
I won’t marry because
I am too afraid of taking him for granted
Or him taking me for granted
Our children and our property bind us
I can’t say it’s always been comfortable
But we are really good friends.
He said
Our conversations were honest
Heated sometimes
But we always got along
The lawyers are working it out
There are issues that need to be straightened out
Mostly financial stuff
Like alimony and child care
But we’re still friends