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It's just outside town, the best deal around,
Just two or three miles up the road.
They called it a prize, it was just the right size,
But in truth it was hard to unload.
It's said to be haunted, but the new folks undaunted,
Decided to make it their home.
Guess they didn't care, didn't tend to beware,
When the history to them was made known.
They moved in straight away, that very same day.
They just couldn't wait to move in.
They seemed so excited, completely delighted,
When the deed was handed to them.
Now it's stranger than ever for they almost never,
Come into the town for supplies.
They're cooly polite and they're quiet despite,
The things that they know we surmise.
Now on their border line they've erected a sign,
To beware if the guard dogs here.
The dogs are weird too for they're larger than you,
And into your heart they'll strike fear.
They patiently wait just inside the gate,
And they watch with intelligent eyes;
But no one goes near for they're something to fear,
And it isn't only their size.
During the day it seems they go away,
They only come out at night;
So my friend stay away be it night time or day,
Don't walk 'neath the pale moon light.
*Image of Global Positioning System by Rankr.
All Roads Led to Hell, Until GPS
An attempted refolded map resolved itself against a ruffled sort,
the championed driver -- not of cars,
GPS constants a dashboard as a storm flit to nonexistence,
ado about the guy at the wheel flits with it,
chuckles as dawn speaks and sunrise glints at a trustful eye,
an oiled motor now runs cooly, slightly fresh tire scarring rolls on,
a car stops on the side of a country lane,
an idling engine idles a bevy of doves perched on a limb,
opts for a U-turn as an all clearance was taken,
a mouth forces years of hardened cells upward, donning anew emerges,
whistling attuned to a suite medley of birdsongs while fingers push a fedora near a car ceiling,
stops at the florist, the candy store, and longer at the jewelers,
sounds of a car parking in the drive,
a woman wiping to dryness look sees a mirror,
a throat clears and coughed to a soothing, and hair is being fussed,
a trembling stand eases to absence, a door being faced down a hallway opens,
a bouquet of roses, a candy box, a gift box, and a rugged man fall in unison fronting an entry doorway,
weeping in glad tidings calls outwardly, "Look what my GPS said!" a shocked woman rushes forward to kneel,
The solid man raised his GPS to her ever-widening eyes,
GPS read out, "God Promises Salvation,"
Two souls lived contentedly until their hereafter in bliss.
2022 August 18
(presumably still alive
predicated on rumored sightings dive
ving fast as blazing saddles,
her blitzkrieg,
nothing but a blurry beehive.)
Swifter than Usain
(lightening) Bolt
Eden Liat
(thine eldest daughter,
a mixed hybrid breed
greyhound and whippet)
leaves in the dust
topnotch any racehorse
prompting speculation,
she harkens, and begat
from a long line,
sans award
(at trough feed ding),
many a cooly
winning super naturally
infused awk worded Colt
surpassing (with a flash,
plus even sub track ting
considerable handi
capped add halt
ting delay), thine
prestigious, princess,
and prodigious exalt
ting marathon running
smart lee zipping
as a whip lash heiress,
thru no fault
in the stars
of her astrological designs
oft times humbly declines
adulation, benediction, dedication
and deferentially finds
reasons amazingly, gracefully,
and mannerly deflects
self imposed grueling practices,
that she quickly grinds
into pulverized powder,
any high top custom made
high tech lines
brand name
threadbare sneakers saved
with countless
trophies that aligns
storied (and stuffed
animal bedecked)
bookshelf, even gag
me with a spoon
humor tinged competitions,
faux rotten tum ate oh
(John Heinz)
seeded "ketchup with me"
hash-tag game
opened to all kinds
of village people, including
some barenaked ladies,
where flashy Mainliners
dressed to the nines
(essentially for sound
garden variety public,
who generally favor squash),
that crop up during
Indian Summer salad days
punctuates the warm air,
where one after
another lover doth appear
oak kay embracing ephemeral
pseudo sappy romance
spine tingling
as sharp needling pines.
WONDERS OF IX A (2019)
Millennium is a box of wonders which crave
To get knowledge, values, principle and love.
In my satchel I have eight wonders that drive
Me crazy, frenzied, rabid. But lo how I love
All of them. Composed, wise sane and active
Never fought like cat and dog, or out move.
The first gems Radhika and Ansh, my nerve
One very intelligent, diligent, other silent groove,
Charming, diligent, a helping hand, a sweet dove.
Second are Vidhi and Dhruv, who do their give
Best, oppose, are animadvert, but most all of
Love teachers. Third Pranjal and Mustafa brave
Charming, exasperating, lovely, do behave
Cooly, assist me in executing discipline, gave
Best of them, never rude or arrogant do they prove.
Fourth are Chahat and Vishnu, tacit, cute curve,
Taciturn, intermittently garrulous but catch nerve,
One a couch potato, other eats humble pie is brave.
Fifth wonders are Shikha and Shashank, positive
In my class, effusive, gabby, loquacious, talkative
But sweet natured children, take care of AC groove.
The next wonders are Milsi and Kanan, Gujju native,
Another prolix, chatty and gabby ones who grieve
With Dwij for class indiscipline; all sweethearts of
Sanket, caring, dormant, at times quarrelsome, at eve
Spend time contemplating on their studies. Above
All is Dweesha and Dwip, short tempered, proactive,
Loquacious, friend in enemy, reserved is ready give
Their 100 percent against me with conjurer's glove,
But close to my heart. The last but not least brave
Girl is Vidhi, a Jain, reputed, calm, cute, does have
Empathy for me and Krunal. A sweet girl, will leave
Never just, devoted, staunch behaviour, an octave
Of skills, trustworthy, allegiant, harmonious dove.
In a nutshell, all sixteen are big bucks, a brown clove.
All these eight wonders with Dev, Helik, Vasu move
Crumblesome elements out of my class - proactive.
Mithil, Harsh, Sarthak are above the salt persons. Five
More are wonders driving away my talent out of cave.
I thank again most reverent Kekul madam to pave
A voluble path of IX A with such obedient constructive
Students. Guidance of Sandeep and Sushil inductive;
I counted noses, am success with method inductive.
All dandies, make me a proud, ostentatious teacher alive.
You are shelling out a lot
Of racist evil remarks
That I don't appreciate
Your full of negative hate
Why are you so cruel and mean
What have your darkened eyes seen
That turned you into a bully
Sputtering out words so cooly
With no regard to the feelings
Of the people you sent reeling
Into a depressive state
Soon it will be much too late
To fix damage you have done
Every time your hatred runs
From the dark shell of your soul
Not knowing the tragic toll
Your creating with your ways
And the way your words will slay
Into innocent hears and minds
That break with new words you find
Disregarding everyone you see
That looks and acts differently
From others that fit your norm
Keep this up and soon the storm
Will fall on your poor existence
Making you see the conditions
You've been putting others in
Will backtrack on you again
As karma and fate combine
Slowly over years of time
Causing havoc in your life
Making your days full of strife
Unkind--not caring at all
As you finally take the fall
Leaving you alone to pass
To hell that will kick your A--
Hey big man, I see you standing there.
My heart you had.
My back you stabbed.
You watched me get sick and fall.
What a terrible fight it was to climb back up that wall.
You went on in stride, no support, no worry at all.
Another woman you found.
She fed your ego,
Made sure you didn’t feel small.
In secret you would text and call.
Days, evenings and night you spent with her.
When I asked, you dismissed it all.
How nice you were out on a date
As I had to sit at home and wait;
The dinner I made you cooling on its plate.
What you told her about me I will never fully know.
Maybe that I wasn’t home, that I didn’t care, or was simply unaware.
I learned on the nights I tried to reach you and was cooly neglected,
She was by your side idly sitting there.
Listening as your dismay for me you would declare.
She knew she was causing damage and despair
But of which she didn’t care.
So enamored you were;
Every morning you woke thinking of her.
Time spent with me you detested;
With her it would‘ve been so sweet.
You told her how great she was,
And when you two couldn’t meet,
It was disappointment you would greet.
You protected her, coveted her, and wanted her so bad,
But she was only after you for what you had.
I should’ve held my mouth.
Watched as her drama bled you dry.
Then you would’ve been the one to cry.
She ruined your family and every bit of trust she stole.
Pretty she’s not, bulbous forehead and face like a troll,
Inside, a nasty, rotted soul,
But her body and false charm she used to get you under her control.
I hope it was worth it .
What you threw away.
Maybe you’ll feel regret or sadness.
Someday.
RK: "smokey drifted through once like mountains sheered off like cotton candy colored clouds nipped at the purpose of the rootbound ridgeback dragons."
Lucifer: "They decant no, somber but ready for some gift of virtue, and where abundance and prosperity are so fulsome such a dream."
Aurora: "Likewise the sorely wrong believe themselves wronged as sure as the swallows that hum soft cadences for bees which splint the flower's pollen for spreading."
Kate: "I've held the oceanic waters so nimbly let pour the caught rhythms of deliquescent moored stalwarts."
Helel: "The fife has enruined the walkway so esplanade does explaining this cause arouse such pomp?"
PW1: *disavows that he is stronger now and progresses*
The forbidden one: *cooly saunters towards a more comfortable position in the shade*
Uraeal: "I ask they do, I move they aim for a moonshot, is not the billowing cloudshares like those enroute to pebbly shores?"
DR dragon: "Pervasive this shifting moon which changes like wire frames sent into the hues."
arophc varuag: "I fed the farms such broken dreams but here they so replete, and should I ask the moon to share, another captured strike to snare."
Zeus: "The gambling is all but done, but here we save the swollen stumps that brick-by-brick were truly wood but means not that to cooped up fools."
---End of act IV---
Passionate Affair
my head throbbed like
a jackhammer in full bore
my eyes felt like pieces of
eighty grit sandpaper
it was another Tequila Sunrise
which was no surprise
when we first met, I was her
bad boy, Desperado type,
she was my Witchy Woman
I was the New Kid in Town,
she was an old hand In the City
we both liked to live
Life in the Fast Lane
we first met at the sleazy, time worn
Hotel California
our love affair set my life
on fire and left me feeling
on top of the world
it all came crashing down
when she said what do we
do After the Thrill is Gone
I knew she was angling for
a way to end it
she finished her drink
cooly stood up and walked out
no word of goodbye nor tear
in her eye
she left a gaping supermassive black
Hole in the World
I was sucked in to the hole
with no chance to escape
tequila was my only relief
I live in hope that
One of These Nights
I will find another just like her
Blunt deadly weapons of mass destruction
electrify, fracture, and
jeopardize *****Sapiens
species (and entire biosphere)
continuity rent asunder
doomsday declared (nuclear winter
gallows humor spelt
with eternal snow day)
dystopian authors outflanked
nuclear fallout wreaks worst
rocky horror picture
effected upon mankind
global (worldwide)
big screen radioactive
wee willy weber webbing
materiel severely seared
sepsis poisons deoxyribo
nucleic acid future generations
organic fiber cursed
simultaneous single simulcast
broadcast airs live after Royal Wedding
audience participation demanded
bumping ugly fleshless
formed fruitless fatal fumes
anomalies all – blinded
beastial begotten bemoan
brethren brood
brutal burnt offerings
crackling, snapping,
and popping surreal muck
shapeless liquified populace
sloshing helter skelter
quests slither towards
aimless destination
bone a fied skeleton crews cruise
crying cretins creep cavalierly
crepuscular cratered city
cruel mushroom clouds
cloaked croaking cellophane charred
cancerous clumps career,
clomp continuously
chaos charts choking climate
cold comfort commanded collusion
commander in chief concurred
crumpled coveted constitution credo
crass conceit communicated
cooly came clean concerning
consensual coital cavort
crazy cream craving characterized
condoned combined crunching
crotch crab free **** -
condom free crux
contractual commingling
cashiered coverup
chic chica chick
cigerette chewing
clutched cocked club
choked chicken concluded
das capitol business
before he returned
to regularly broadcast program
the sea son finale
last chapter of human race
no winners, nor survivors
bleak contaminated Earth gasping
heaving jackknifed lost in vape
nonpareil planet reduced to vapor!
Under a State of Emergency
California Inferno
We thought 113 degrees was so bad?
Now people and pets have to run for their lives!
Whilst we sit cooly in out poetic
dives!
So absorbed in this community of
electronic society?
Looking out my window, seeing yellowed skies.
Full of smoke and debris,
Best stay indoors, highly advised.
Northern California, we are taking
a big hit!
Thanks to the fury of lightning, which dry brush
and trees took afiery hit.
Vacaville, Fairfield, Napa being evacuated.
It's frightening to be living here.
Once a free- thinking state that
I held so very dear.
To be in the middle of the virus
and people running for their lives,
Makes me want to take my cat,
a few things.
But, I ask..where is there to hide?
August 19, 2020
3pm PST