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Premium Member The Chicago Cure

The Chicago Cure
By Curtis Johnson

They came tired and torn, weary and worn
They came male and female, straight and gay
They came high and hooked, homeless and hungry

They came addicted to alcohol, drugs, and crime
They came for one last try, for freedom to find
They came from the poor and the wealthy alike
They came from every creed, color, and kind

Some were sent against their will by the court
Some were brought in directly from the streets
Some fought off their excuses and knocked on our doors

Heroin took away everything good, and gave them misery and pain
Heroin locked them up, and bound them with chains
Heroin had become their god of choice
Heroin made them bow and worship

Some arrived lost and dying from Madison and Western 
Others arrived beaten and broken from Clark Street
A few arrived with hope from 43rd and Calumet 

Many found their way to the great escape
They found the Chicago cure before too late
They found new life in a home filled with love

cj04152007


Segway Samples Daily Bites

The year when there are
two Friday the thirteenths.
A the editors at the
Pamphlet Confidental
Released a report on the
6-15-23 Orca Attacks.
It included Superman and
Aquaman spearheading and
commanding the Orcas to
attack the Spanish ship.
Lex Luthor and Brainiac held
a press conference releasing
The information.Meanwhile
a meteorite in space was discovered
the the Daily News revealed the
Large rock had a set of rocket boosters
and a glass shelf that appeared to
be glass Clark Kent said the object
appeared to be alien. In the same week
The Song "Abba Dancer" debuted. The

CRTC Saint Sabastain --
Champ Royal Tournament of Champions
Song is said to be by the group
Faz Eddy and Genre Won. We here at
Bow Guss Magazine believe that these are
the Wonder Twins deciesed as a loveable
Music group tryna get closer to hear the
Whispers of the Legion of Doom.Because we
hear Black Manta and Pure.Evil has opened
up a Music Company and has signed Sinara and Fluffious to a new music deal, stay tuned.
Form: Ballade

Premium Member Elvin Allen - 1889-1905

Elvin Allen

1889 – 1905

They were like iron trees!
Hundreds of them!
Poking and piercing their way into the sun-lit sky,
Like moist fingers
Testing the wind direction to the east.
I was born into this Quaker town on Bright Street.
If you take a left from Broadway ,
You will see it
Our little white house with the dormer gables
And the shaded front porch
Where dad and mom sat on hot summer afternoons
Reading the Bible
And knitting my sister’s soft sweaters for winter time.
And we all sipped cold lemonade,
In glasses that twinkled in the sun.
I loved baseball.
And I loved hiking in the hills there
To the east.
Where I hunted squirrels and jackrabbits
With my taut leather sling.
And I kissed Belva there.
Then on the day I died,
I decided to climb one of them,
One of those iron fingers,
One of those hundreds of oil derricks
That sucked black crude from the hollow ground,
There in the eastern hills.
I almost made it to the top that day,
Inching slowly slowly slowly
Up  the side wooden ladder,
But I lost my footing nevertheless
And fell to my death at age 16.
And now here I rest
Waiting by this old rotting oak tree,
Here in Clark Cemetery,
Waiting for my bodily resurrection,
And thirsting, forever thirsting
For one more twinkling glass
Of mom’s cold lemonade.
Form: Epitaph

Premium Member The Kissing Loop

"The Kissing Loop"



My eyes close to keep you there
in a dream slow dancing, bow and cello we waltz in air
bending you closer into my body
like this pea soup fog embracing me
I walk quiet streets surrounded 
by Mountains of Blue 
the fat bellied pregnant clouds deliver
a life that is verdant, that is new

a new day is born
through some kind of Light storm

grey mist in a teacup of a town
I am walking in the clouds
this could be some kind of heaven
high up in my beautiful kingdom
free as a bird gliding silently 
down quiet streets besieged by
beguiling story unfurling   
in forests of blues lavenders and greens

train departs at 3 
train departs at 3 

Blue Highway at the Cross Roads
Where time is easy, fresh air to breathe

The record in my mind that plays
over grooves cracked for a thousand and more days
where the kissing loop repeats it’s mission repeats it’s mission
some kind of erudite Sanskrit, like kissing walls Aramaic, another foreign language 
but you’ll hear the message if you quiet your mind and your heart listens
Love is in every step taken
One step forward 3 step back

The Kissing Loop that’s been playing it’s oneiric
"Blue Highway at the Cross Roads"
is right on track

train departs at 3 
train departs at 3


and here stands me


New Page:
Some Beautiful Story



(Lovejoy-Burton/August 2018)





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Digging To China

The Summers were hot in the suburbs of our city,        
 We had a small sandy yard, a few toys and a kitty.                                          
 It was just me and my brother ages four and six,                                             
 We tried to dig to China with a shovel and sticks.

 Into the hole my brother presses down his ear,                                                  
 Be quiet little sister for I am trying to hear.                                             
 Running to mom shouting, I hear people talking,                                                      
 Dig further down son, you might see them walking.

 How grand our mother was, able to keep us entertained,                               
 Though times were hard, we never heard her complain.                                           
 My children live in luxury with every electronic game,                                     
 If I told them to dig to China, they'd think I was insane.

 Author Eileen Clark 2022
Form: Rhyme


Roses Sing in Star Light

2026-04-02 Write a Beautiful Terza Rima Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France


Roses sing in starlight of the night 
The broken dreams of rivers in the sand
My day is lived forever in her sight 

I hear the music playing by the band 
My day of broken pain has gone away
I live to take this moment meant to stand 

The music shakes my soul and lets me sway 
The dark of never living fades to blue 
I rise to make the daylight stand and play 

I never knew the swords of words she drew
I wake into the living of a lark
The glass upon our windows full of dew

Let’s laugh enjoy the greenery of parks
Let’s live our life like superman and Clark

Exit Superman

How can a Superhero
Fight against crime and sin
When daily there are fewer
Phone boxes to change in.
The crims would all laugh
At the luducrous sight
Of him in a lounge suit
Arriving for the fight.

Clark Kent has gone missing
From the Smallville scene
It’s almost as if he’d really
Never ever been
Nobody seemed to realise 
He chose the same time to go
As Superman his Internationally 
Known and famous Alter Ego.

Just when he was really needed
Superman has finally gone
Packed up all his kit
And quickly moved on.
He’s out there beyond the stars
In interstellar space 
Trying to find himself
A more suitable planetary base.

The transformation to Super Hero
Had taken an infinitesimal time
But had been necessary 
In his fight against crime.
It had had to be done quickly
And quietly and on his own,
But you didn’t need a little kiosk
To use a Mobile phone.

He watched in disbelief as 
They spread inexorably on
Until the ubiquitous call box
Had almost finally gone.
Buildings once had lobbies
But not anymore 
You needed a passcode of ID
To get through an electronic door.

And then all of a sudden
Things had got incredibly bad
Putin, Trump and Johnson as
Half the planet went mad.
When he decided to leave 
He’d thought he might cry
But he departed with just
A slightly moist eye.

Just when he was needed
Superman was gone,
Packed all his bags
And quickly moved on.
He’s gone beyond the stars
To go and try his luck.
As for the Human Race,
He just couldn’t give a damn.

Except for the odd little thought
Of Earth and its simpler ways
Before the advent of theTwenty 
Four Hour connected days
When when he was needed he
Could jump into any phone kiosk
And he could change very rapidly 
Rght up from his undies and socks.
Form: Rhyme

Pepper Perished

Lung cancer ended his life, that's a terrible thing to go through.
He starred as the bully who beat up Clark Kent in "Superman II".
In 1977, he starred in "Martinelli, Outside Man".
During that same year, he also starred in "The November Plan".
He guest-starred as a minister in "The Good Guys".
It's always sad and tragic when such a person dies.
Because of cancer, he's no longer alive.
He died in 2022 at the age of eighty-five.
He starred in "Evil Altar" and "The Over-The-Hill Gang Rides Again".
He was both a wrestler and an actor and his name was Pepper Martin.

[Dedicated to Pepper Martin (1936-2022) who died on March 18, 2022]
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Waiting For Sunrise

My whole life waits, just this moment, the ink still

wet; for sunrise this clear May morning.

My shaman up already,
hair askance, dancing and trilling his flute
to the crescent moon face,
lit by the blue iron square welcoming
the sun.

The Sun appears now...my expectations grow...

A foray into the secret riverbank forest, hunting
for Morels with my hobo friend ( by choice,
wishing not to support 4 ex-wives)  Clark,
he with his walking stick adorned with colorful
talisman ribbons accumulated from a life spent
wandering....me with my crafted Yucca stick
a friend made for me.

Then...off to pick-up heirloom vegetable plants
a master gardener has nurtured for me to
grow in my community plot, where my friends
are happy to see me.

Amidst all, I'll have Ma accompany me,
(not in the woods) but not far away, her
smile always eager to share in my discoveries,
a comfortable sitting bench at the garden awaits
her, the smell of fresh-turned soil enriches her.

Later, I promised her we would grill at one
of her favorite places she remembers going
with Pop, alongside Minnehaha Creek, the
water gently flowing this time of year, birds
singing and Ducks playing,

The Sun is up further now,
this poem must end,

my destiny 

awaits



5/2/15
7am
Form: Lyric

Segway Samples Daily Bites

The year when there are
two Friday the thirteenths.
A the editors at the
Pamphlet Confidental
Released a report on the
6-15-23 Orca Attacks.
It included Superman and
Aquaman spearheading and
commanding the Orcas to
attack the Spanish ship.
Lex Luthor and Brainiac held
a press conference releasing
The information.Meanwhile
a meteorite in space was discovered
the the Daily News revealed the
Large rock had a set of rocket boosters
and a glass shelf that appeared to
be glass Clark Kent said the object
appeared to be alien. In the same week
The Song "Abba Dancer" debuted. The
Song is said to be by the group
Faz Eddy and Genre Won. We here at
Bow Guss Magazine believe that these are
the Wonder Twins deciesed as a loveable
Music group tryna get closer to hear the
Whispers of the Legion of Doom.Because we
hear Black Manta and Pure.Evil has opened
up a Music Company and has signed Sinara and Fluffious to a new music deal, stay tuned.
Form: Ballade

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