Long Coalition Poems
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The baby in the check-out line was the only one smiling.
The cage free eggs and the free-range eggs met at a boundaries workshop.
The lone golf course Goose struggled to get out of the sand trap.
In a distant frozen corn field the crows snuggled with the scarecrow.
The sideline Squirrels puffed their tails and chanted: “GO NUTS! GO NUTS!”.
The “Elves on the Shelfs” union filed a class action suit.
On Share a Gift Day Timmy brought diapers for the Baby Jesus.
Joe Biden has Mistletoe in his back pocket…you figure it out.
The Global Warming Coalition canceled its demonstration…it was too cold out.
Turtles that washed ashore on Martha’s Vineyard got the same treatment as the illegal aliens.
A large group of Christmas carolers was arrested for disturbing the peace.
Written with admiration for Tom Cunningham ~ a gentle poet
maligned by one who really casts an aura of darkness
My smile is genuine and reaches to my eyes.
I do not wear a mask, nor a cloak of disguise
and I post poetry in my given Christian name.
From the hand of one it was written in a claim
that I cast shadows of dark energy around me.
Should I assume that I'm thought of as beastly?
Someone thinks that my spirit has gone awry.
I have to shake my head in disbelief as I decry,
"If you liken me to a sinister, malevolent being
I would ask what movies have you been seeing?"
Call me rude names if that makes you feel witty,
but each shines a gleaming light on your lubricity.
I'm not insulted by the sticks and stones thrown,
nor do I write anything that I would ever bemoan.
I will champion myself, my friends and my nation,
never seeking battle, nor in fear of confrontation.
I am not a troll, a gang member, or wolf in a pack,
so don't falsely accuse me. I won't take your flack.
There is no darkness surrounding my aura, I'm sure.
It may be that your malicious thoughts are impure.
You struggle with defining what's right from wrong.
Is there anyone with whom you can get along?
Friendships are important and you would be wise
to recall that poets should be a coalition of allies.
You're entitled to your opinions, and I am to mine,
but if they are different, don't moo like a bovine.
"Spiteful words," you said, my friends and I write.
Well, in this case I'll say you're absolutely right.
I've been told that rebuttals are a waste of my ink
but not a drop is wasted if it makes people think.
Think of the insult to a poet belittled by another.
One who treats everyone as a sister and brother.
Tom wrote of the bloodbath Putin draws in Ukraine
then selfish comments were made that left a stain
on his words that were written to ring out in truth.
Don't sling mud on other poet's by throwing a stone.
Give voice to your beliefs. Write one of your own.
And now, you're thinking, "You just slung mud."
Yes, I did, in hopes that it will land with a thud.
I don't relish penning negative lines of contention,
but sometimes things are in need of attention.
I'd rather write about Santa and Christmas cheer,
than calling out snide people who taunt and jeer.
English onomatopoeic words tick tock does punctuate...
audiological "second" associated with ordinary soundlessness
Second of time not decided arbitrarily, but...
Under International System of Units,
the second currently defined as
duration of 9,192,631,770 periods
of radiation corresponding to transition
between two hyperfine
levels of ground
state of caesium-133
atom at temperature
of 0 degrees Kelvin.
Even if deaf and/or
blind Impossible Mission
to escape incessant
atomic elementary coalition
my dear Watson,
through rigorous erudition
pursuant, predicated,
postulated, plotted, pinpointed...,
whereby basic interval
of time engineered fruition
jarring inquisitiveness regarding
yours truly intuition
one body moving thru space
and time till manumision.
Upon mortality liberation comprising me
molecular constituent parts will thus free
repurposing (reincarnation higglety pigglety)
without preserving jammed consciousness, ye
might beg to differ,
yet that precept re:
guarding retaining awareness
previous life thee
less prominent poetic
intent to squander ably
(slight bias, I aver)
precious minutes agree
gated intuiting the
invisibility of ethereal me:
deem (or quantification
thereof) measuring je
nais sais quois (extent
of French words known
to yours truly), whose
lofty ambition key
ying focus, how
every moment allocated
into base unit to run
of the mill by the floss see
George Eliot (Mary
Ann Evans) garden variety,
generic *****sapien,
(no matter differentiation sets E
shove us apart).
Inescapable maddening
march to maximize
potential choice to exercise
fulfillment, or nurse regret
case in point I surmise
extensive disappointment,
though Matthew Scott tries
to separate the figurative
wheat from the chaff and vies
to distill some semblance
of value, cuz he doth realize,
how tempus fugit defies
longing to go back
to the future as he espies
countless reasons that qualifies
as his life left unlived no surprise
since aforementioned sentiment
mentioned, in tandem with
self destructive behavior I despise.
I see a problem with religion,
It's like a competition,
You can't just slip in.
They want you to fit in.
To help heal your sin.
"You can stay, on One Condition."
Tything an imposition,
Sects creating division,
Trying to see who will win.
What if GOD has a different mission?
Just listen to your intuition,
Not their newest edition,
Or blindly follow tradition.
Have the ambition,
Become a new addition,
A true Magician.
An end to all suspicion.
Put fear in remission.
God's the physician,
In the perfect position,
To bring dreams to fruition.
Come join the Coalition,
Life is the auditon,
Your the Musician.
Love is the ammunition,
To defeat opposition.
This is Your rendition,
You give it definition,
And GOD gets the recognition.
The one and only condition.
to be trustworthy, assured and constant at best
also totally committed to complete life's contests
faithful to the finish is what we all must be
devoted and souled out as we traverse our journeys
God has a crown of righteous waiting for us all
but we must finish our race and never stop nor stall
to hold on to our faith in this race that we will run
and never forget we'll be victorious when all is said and done
God will empower us each step of the way
His Holy Spirit will strengthen us each and every day
yes there will be challenges, temptations and some strife
but as long as we stay faithful as we live this life
we will rise above all adversity
to stomp on all sin and perversity
faithful to the finish is how we must prevail
now able to tell the devil to go back to hell
we've all been given a purpose and a mission
as children of God we're His holy coalition
so lets be patient as we rest in God's environ
faithful to the finish as to God we keep our eyes on
walking by faith and not by sight
trusting in God to guide us right
faithful to the finish as we move with the utmost urgency
faithful to the finish as we move with godly certainty
RAINBOW COALITION
As part of the darkness
All melentolin
what's all the drama
why do we allow predudice
For when we all die we become dirt and dust
Our souls has no color
Our soul is the true, you...
As part of the darkness
God has created ALL OF US
We're all Negros
All part of the carcus
When the darkness spun
This ill be where we belong together
God has made us forever
In heaven there no separation of color
We'll be to busy lovin God and each other
Whlile the lion will be grazing with the lamb
There's no hatered in heaven
So come on over here
All you variations of skins
Let's embrace
What are the spawns of the rainbow coalition
I can see the vision
Stop hating the browns, tan, browns and blacks
I can see the vision
Us all living together without hatered and sin
Our souls has no color
Our soul is the true, you...
As part of the darkness
God has created ALL OF US
We're all Negros
All part of the carcus
When the darkness spun
This ill be where we belong together
God has made us forever
Let us embrace ouur sins take off our skins
Let's be as friends and not flines
We're all part of God realm
we're just different color beings sinners saved by grace
Come unto theFather no matter what your place
Your His child no matter
We're all molded by the same creator
Part of the rainbow coalition
2/27/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©
Requiem for America!
Requiem for the death of our
National liberty and freedom.
Requiem for the American dreams.
Requiem for the freedom of expression.
Requiem for the Statue of Liberty!
Requiem of the land of the free and
The home of the brave!
Requiem for the power of the press.
The death of our governmental democracy.
Is being carefully planned and orchestrated.
By hostile nations located on the eastern side
Of the Atlantic Ocean.
"Chanting death to America! Death to the
America's God! Death to the American flag!
Death to the American beacon of freedom and
Liberty! Death to Freedom and Democracy!
We have won! And defeated the great Satan, America!
Death, total destruction and no quarter!
Requiem for Old Glory, our national flag.
Requiem for blue lives matter!
Requiem for de-funded police departments.
Requiem for our national monuments,
And national documents.
Requiem for safe and stable
City streets. Business are being
Closed down! But people have
To earn a living so their families can eat!
Requiem for our representative government!
Victory for the followers of hate speech,
Victory for the believers of political correctness.
Victory for those against freedom of thinking,
Acting and expression!
Victory for violent riots and protests on our cites streets.
Victory for those shutting down the operations of
Our cities and our towns. And harassing and killing
Our own people! Victory for gun violence on
City streets. Victory for rape, murder and mayhem
And real chaos and confusion!
Victory for paid professional Communist agitators.
Who hide themselves under the banner of
Black Lives Matter. Those people Who believe in a
Just cause have been hijacked! "If black people are
Not careful, they could lose their nation!" Love
From Venezuela!
Requiem for freedom of religious expression being classified
As hate speech! Requiem celebrating the demise of
Our beloved nation America. Requiem for the death
Of the Ten Commandment monuments. Courtesy of Freedom
From Religion Coalition. They do not want to be held accountable
To God! They want to deny his very existence!
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
July 07, 2020
Hmmm... let's start with the Saxons,
and not forget when they got their groove on.
If it wasn't for the seax, and the -ons,
we wouldn't be friends but talking like the Ottomans, mon.
by Martin Braun
3/14/2020
Note: The seax is a long knife, thus a group of people were called Saxons.
Long in the day, the Saxons cross over and dominated 80% of the England portion of the U.K., then combined forces to run out the invading Vikings. Needless to say, the Saxons also drove off the Romans at the Battle of the Teutoburg Forest, thanks to Arminius. And with a coalition of competing empires and the Holy Roman Empire which included Saxony, drove off the Ottoman Empire in the Battle of Vienna. The 90,000 to 300,000 battle in Vienna was certain to fall to the Jihad, but God favored Europe and the world, and the Ottomans were defeated.
Snow flakes once were pretty white
Now one size and side fits all
Now they hail from New York City
From the west coast life and
Mostly from the universities to fight
Free speech flew out the window tonight
Caked in fear, steeped in ignorance
Piled high in innuendo on the streets
Like black flakes on a dead agenda corps
Spoiled brats, trapped in fascism's iron grip
Rain down without shame
That is not snow falling outside your window
But an ugly mob, demonic in nature at prey
A rainbow coalition but dirty
Not so pretty and bright like real snow
Not bathed in white privilege like you and I
A political faction falling on you
Snow flakes only know hate
Their infestations are contagious
Contaminate linear thought
Do not speak to snow flakes
(Fragmented thinkers one and all)
When walking down the street
Never make eye contact
Ruled by emotional tantrums and cries
Free speech is not an option
There is only one side to a snow flake, theirs
So run and hide
Authors not:
*Linear thinking is the process by which linear thinkers put things in order as they experience them and how they express them. Their thinking process proceeds in a sequential manner, like a straight line. A straight line between two points is the most efficient way to get from one place to another. It could never be confused with fragmented thinkers.
laden in the semblance of the lifeless
i curled my mind, nesting in the umbrage
of memories that haunt more than touch
unable to soar within the wind's of time
she begged me to fly, wrap my wings around faith
offer her comfort, make promises she knows i can't keep
yet my words fall darkened like november days upon her deafness
my shoulders carry her weight as her silence screams aloud
i see the bony fingers of darkness pointing
at yet another encompassed in my coalition
she knows he's come for her, i see the fear
in her downcast eyes, as tears trail my back
i pretend to be tethered on strings of hope
ensconce my fears with factitious smiles
praying she doesn't see the forlorn looming
as i suppress my own tears through a stammer of words
while cursing death beneath my breath, unsettled within
i clamber the ground on deflected knees, hands enclosed
in sullenness my words are uplifted on a zephyr of last breaths
bore of a dozen souls lost as i withdrawal in this unrest of fate once more
November 11, 2019