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We delude ourselves.
There is an act that is supposed to protect our privacy.
It is, in the larger scheme of thing, not but a fantasy.
It is not but a means to have us feel safe, an illusion.
This act can be circumvented, simply, confusion.
All one has to do is take the time and apply.
The powers that be, simple for them to spy.
As they secretly do, always keeping a watchful eye.
Open, searching violating the privacy of you and I.
Privacy ???, with the governments eye in the sky.
Cameras on the roads, in buildings, privacy but a lie
Big brother is watching us !!!
There is nothing left to discuss
B. J. “A ” 2
February 24th 2021
Hidden scruple of consciousness scuffling
yet to be scudded through assigned locus,
focusing on clarification surpassing confusion.
Mystic mind mesmerised on translucent thoughts,
suffused by morose mist needs transparency.
Confused contour of path of life congested in chaotic commotion
demanding luminosity of serene sublime soul
waiting for brightly shining sparkling stars to illumine.
When Angelic Aura will glow behind placid maroon Moon,
encumbered heart may turn ebullient, exuberant soon.
Conscience if circumvented by illusion, clairvoyance
of cosmic profoundness to exhibit ecstatic effulgence.
Radiance of contemplation will illumine discombobulated musings
welcoming freshness of dawn dew glistening on bliss of realisation.
blessed by my ecstatic ethereal enlightenment.
Love is a perpetual "Proof" that something "Good", and "Earnest", and "Eternal" is meant for "US"! Love is real, just like flesh and blood, and is "Bliss" that is being given to us to keep us alive in "Time and Progression"!!! It is good to be a "Progressive in the sight of" Time! Mother nature and "Father Time", and we must realize what "LOVING" or not "LOVING" urges us to "Obtain", "Perhaps "Death itself" will cease all "Souls", which "LOVE ITSELF" "Created": We can ask "The Lord God Almighty" to let us "Inhabit " our specific perfected "WORLD"!! Love can do what "POWER" cannot "DO"!!!!!!Judgement Day is at hand for those who will not LOVE!!!! HELL is their home for sure!!!! THOSE WHO "HATE ARE DESTINED TO DIE AND GO TO HELL FOR CERTAIN!!! THE RACIST DESTINY IS TO DIE AND GO TO "HELL' for certain!!!! There is "NO" "Discrimination" In Hell, and the only thing in "Hell" is the hate that has been perpetuated, and delivered back to the "HATER"!!!!! LOVE can do what "Power" cannot do: After "Power" has done its best, and "GIVEN UP": Love "TAKES UP THE BEST OF POWER", and continues the "JOURNEY", because "WITHOUT LOVE": The "JOURNEY ENDS"!!!!!Power becomes "Defeated" without "LOVE" for sure!!!! Power gets defeated for NOT LOVING!!!LOVE is an "ACTION WORD", and cannot be "FOOLED or beguiled, or circumvented"!CAN I GET A WITTINESS "NO MATTER WHAT YOUR RELIGION IS?!
Love can do what "Power" cannot do: After "Power" has done its best and given up:"LOVE" takes up "THE BEST OF POWER",and continues "THE JOURNEY",because without "LOVE" the journey ends!!!!!!!! "POWER become defeated without "LOVE" for sure. "POWER get defeated for "NOT LOVING"! "LOVE is an ACTION WORD",and cannot be "FOOLED" or "Beguiled"or "Circumvented" by "POWER"! "LOVE" judges "POWER" to the place we call "Eternal Life"or to the place we can realize is "Eternal Damnation"! Love is an "ACTION WORD" for sure! Let us love. Do not be afraid of loving too too much. LOVE is the fulfilling of "THE LAW"!
The 70's brought a wake-up call, embracing some needed change.
Some women with unwanted pregnancies were self-mutilating, so insane.
It seems we are now regressing like a patient who's demented.
Why would a women's right to choose now be legally circumvented?
Too many women lost their lives in a blood bath so obscene.
Botched coat hanger abortions and
other unsafe means.
Do you hear their voices?
Can you count their screams?
We have learned nothing, or so it seems.
Too many women's lives ended tragically.
Where are their death statistics?
Are we too blind to see?
God help a nation that forgets it's own history.
The sweet Megan Markle had that bright sparkle
for she landed herself a true prince
Our dear handsome Harry, was never contrary
But the Queen he had to convince
All Britain is fawning, this is a new dawning
for actress turned royal brings fame
the coffers are filling, and tourism's thrilling
The Duke and the Duchess are game
The wedding's now history, no longer a myst'ry
the world watched each detail in awe
this couple got hitched as each lose thread got stitched
There was not a single guffaw
Traditions respected, through some circumvented
the bride added much to the day
A curtsy forgotten, does not make her rotten
Just strong willed as some critics say
Her dress was straight lined, demure and refined
the make-up was simple and sweet
Prince George and Charlotte, they made us all gloat
Their goodness must warrant a treat
I'm happy for Harry, he is a dear chappy
his smiles tell the world all is well
the pre-wedding drama, that long pause or comma
forgotten, for now all is swell
So the 19th of May was quite a big day
It showed fairy tales still come true
Now young ladies know, to put beauty on show
The next story could be about you.
Eileen Manassian
water spurting
from a gargoyle spout…
I am drawn to
the gurgling of a baby
in his mother’s arms
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© 20th January 2020
[Published in Cattails Spring/April issue 2020 p. 86]
Editor’s choice:
The hinge of the poem by Paul Callus is a homophony - gargoyle and gurgle. The similar sound reveals a distinction between a hideous gargoyle and an innocent baby, but the baby if it cries - spouts water - can also look like a gargoyle. However, this is circumvented by the mother’s care so the poem begins in the ugly but ends in Madonna-like serenity and centres on the implied but absent fountain - of tears or of life and love.
Sonam Chhoki
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What Does it Mean to be a Woman?
What does it mean to be a woman?
What does it mean to suffice?
It means to overcome suppression,
By men as cold as ice.
I suspect you know about the cruelty,
Of history and its legacy,
And that you yourself can change our society,
Away from this harsh, insidious fallacy.
That we are different from men,
In any way apart from physically,
Is an ignorant misconception,
That should be quashed entirely.
Women and men are like a rope,
Two separate strands twisted together;
Both strong and individual, independent,
But to each other they are important.
Without both sexes you wouldn't have kids,
The continuation of life and humanity,
Where many affairs and relationships occur to give,
Much happiness, freedom and proclivity.
But the relationship facet of daily life,
Can be very distastefully circumvented;
You can be sexually abused in childhood and raped,
And then not taken seriously or respected.
Being female means that you need to justify your intellect,
To validate it and maintain its vitality,
In replies to teachers, lecturers and college friends:
Reactions will tire you, and you will not comprehend.
When you're employed, you just have to ignore the signs,
Men give you when they're not mellow or tactile;
You just need to chill out and get on with things energetically,
‘Cos you know you don't need them to be upwardly mobile.
And worse, you're considered second in the family,
‘Cos your brother is always way more important;
He's the pride of his eternally doting parents,
When you're just left with a specific love quotient.
Feminism is old, but it is still really young,
There's so much more talking to be done,
For a world with no rape, jousting and evil glares -
We all need to climb a few more stairs.