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Looking back in retrospect
Previous owners were circumspect
Not meaning harsh disrespect
But years of neglect
And upkeep gone unchecked
Amount much to the domino effect
Our new architect
With his cryptic dialect
And superior intellect
Presents his bold new project
Structural troubles to correct
Existing building to protect
Proud addition to erect
For youthfulness to inject
Pride and strength to resurrect
And combat the greenhouse effect
The costs both direct and indirect
There for us to dissect and inspect
Several naysayers to deflect
Since from all we’ll have to collect
Because we know some will object
To grand illusions of prospect
Garnered benefits to expect
And resurgence of self-respect
To create a positive ripple effect
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
My adored is here, Oh Vincent!
Charming with your perfume's scent
not minding if it costs just 50 cent.
Wishing to lean on you
and form a crescent
on your well endowed body
which is like an expensive present.
Stealing a kiss from me is decent
but pulling me back
and forcefully keeping my legs bent;
even with my resistance,
you would not relent
makes you a pathetic Dog 100 percent.
And I am regretful of my time badly spent.
I escaped, when you were a little complacent
as you rudely smiled
like a badly trained Adolescent.
And all these while,
I thought you were innocent.
How dare you try to penetrate
without passing through my consent?
Now that the beast in you, you represent,
the only thing I have to say to you
is REPENT!
Published: 6/6/2012
War. War. death. death. mayhem. disaster.
We do not want war. We want love.
preach us no god or religion.
stop killing in the name of some belief.
no one has seen god! we are eons past
when the so called sacred texts were written!
divisions. subjugation. domination. killing.
enough of the gods that advocate violence.
lies. lies. let the truth emerge. let reality dawn.
remove the cobwebs of years of deceit!
little innocence being put out before
they can say their first babble. Mothers dead
with babies at their breast! What are we trying to
prove. greed. oil. wealth. devil is here
ruling our hearts and minds.
silence the guns. put out the hatred.
let us all live in happiness and peace.
as humans. no god needed. we can be good
without reading fabricated tales of the past.
Let us be human. No religious symbols to wear.
no buildings to pray to unseen gods.
but a human heart, for human kindness.
to show love. to care. to share earth’s resources with
all. No war. No hatred. No killings.
hope and love for every little one born.
it costs nothing to be good. just a bit of honest
human effort.
Let us all make a better future for the
generations yet to come. When they arrive
there are no boundaries to rule,
no religions to divide.
a world of pure love.
happiness. peace. peace.priceless peace.
What makes us sluggish, unable to get moving
It's something to do with low pressure
Known to cause problems in migraine sufferers
Unavoidable, can't change the weather
Happily I can say I'm not one of those sufferers
But I sure can sympathize, my friends
Other than a few minor muscle aches and pains
With this ailment I don't have to contend
Throughout my life I've been free of major ailments
My ten fingers and ten toes are all crossed
Whatever's ahead I'll have a hard time accepting
Must be brave and strong at all costs
It's never been a topic we like to discuss
When we're young and our life's on a roll
But lately the subject's been foremost on my mind
Guess my age is finally taking it's toll
As the old saying goes, “what will be will be”
The time frame is not usually up to us
Unless we determine we can't take it any more
And decide we've had quite enough
I don't recommend taking the cowards way out
Hang in there and see the thing through
Perhaps Nicole Kidman wants to feel your body
And show you her hidden tattoo!!!
© Jack Ellison 2015
I surmise yours truly i.e. me
a slacker boomer - ye,
whereby repose finds me
face buried in pillow free
and clear of Earthly worry
mainly, namely, particularly...
lack of legal tender re: money
woeful bane, yes unarguably
legitimate casus belli key
ping mental state agonizingly
able, eager, and ready to re
sign livingsocial or alone thee,
major source of acrimony
sea ying boatloads sunk
gone (courtesy maintenance
costs 2009 Hyundai Sonata), one she
tee chitty chitty bang bang bee
cause original parts conking out - see
maddeningly, practically, simultaneously
within weeks and months invariably
major component, a doggone conspiracy,
methinks maybe climate change, or possibly
Jewish ancestor condemned during
to death (think, yea even say) auto de fe,
where subsequent generations automatically
branded convicted heretics sentenced
and executed, plus any accouterments wheely
rendering twenty first century western
civilization and concomitant car rears je
ne sais quoi necessary not simply cree
chore comfortant, which upkeeping de
creed red hot poker faced anger - be
getting sudden impulse where
tightly balling fists punch thighs
vocalizing with primal screaming - ye
probably heard - hmm maybe
being stone cold dead to the world
not such a worse fate after all - si?
your output
to the universe
comes back to you
like a "Return to Sender" mail.
if you treat people
with utmost respect and dignity,
they'll reciprocate;
treasure in, treasure out.
the same can be said
of maltreatment,
it's always repaid in kind;
garbage in, garbage out.
it's a fair trade,
every time.
in this cruel, savage world,
sprinkle in a handful of tenderness.
one is infinitely better off
trading meanness
with kindness.
it's much easier being...
a good human being.
it's far from expensive;
buy into it, it costs
less than a penny!
Every place is understaffed
So managers are trying
To hire more workers, but it seems
That no one is applying.
Economists are mystified
For this is something new
And experts all have theories
But there’s not much they can do.
It sounds like many laborers
Were miserable at work
And being forced to stay at home
Turned out to be a perk.
Without a job to get to
Transit costs just disappeared
And with government assistance
Life was not what most had feared.
They made do without the hassles
Of tough jobs with little pay,
So when openings resumed, so many
Shrugged and just said, “Hey!
Why return to all the stresses?”
Which is why no one can fill
All those jobs which people hated
And I doubt they ever will.
We are at a post war crisis
where housing people has no longer huge value
under this budget scheme electric goes up
this is after they said their would be cheaper power
with wind farms creating competition
Now this is one of the lies of our century
fake news claiming that families are 20 euro's better off
researching facts before printing garbage
that only brainwashes a few lose cannons
When insurance has almost doubled crippling the poorer people
Then if a car is over their stated age they can name their price
petrol goes up three cents before the budget
under researched facts claiming it's for Texas
shamefully when the gallon only costs two dollars fifty
deceit is playing with the deck here
With hikes in many fields people are worse of in absolute facts
as wages have fallen to an all time low
let's tell your news with researched facts
Before the budget they put 3 cents on the petrol and derv
using Texas as an excuse when we do not even get our oil from there
under certain facts this government is totally corrupt
giving themselves another pay rise push the dagger in
for running our country and it's people into the ground
Atlantis, the last of the spacecrafts, left this exterior of world
For the scientific expeditions and to discover something new.
Such heroic spacecrafts search new planets, aliens and herald
New discoveries to us that delude our conscience like the dew.
Send no more spacecrafts to search Aliens (even if these exist)
But send some Land-crafts to the Planet of the Poor, this Earth.
The Poor wait, starved and neglected, with an empty open fist
Where to born as destitute is a Curse and cursed is every birth.
A single gram of meal for an Astronaut costs more, yes, more
Than the whole year cost of a poor man who lives to struggle.
Send a Land-craft, at least, to this unexplored planet of poor,
You will discover luminescence of God in their simple smile.
I can only presume your neck is in a brace,
Or why else could you not see what is in your wake.
I have a mirror you can borrow so you can see the fish you refused to take,
Now just treats for the sharks.
And what about your quota is that all above board and ship shape,
Or should I arrange a visit for you to see your fishing future,
I know you can look forward even with your brace on.
How about your ethics, are they the ones you started out in life with?
Or have you used undue influence to get a better quota.
If you have time to talk there is a solution,
That will still let our grandchildren's children have fish and chips.
A new kind of net a clever Kiwi has invented
Which lets the wrong sized and unwanted fish swim back out.
You will even notice the fish that you catch,
Will be less bruised and better to eat.
This new net may even save you some maintenance costs,
So you can lower your quota,
For the sake of our grandchildren's children.