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Volga – 4
to the homoeopathy phial
standing on the traffic-island
why it appears
within her womb
the number of germinated nights
stolen without a kiss
is too little
is then it true
if all the chanting of Harinam
can’t be withdrawn from the alcohol
the body-odour of the running tamarisk-shrub
will enter into the circuit-house
and that devouring of the parchment
brings to the feelings of the non-veg ant-hills
the let’s-go-cure
gathering in the sauce-island
Volga - 5
coming to this ironed canal-side
every auto-rickshaw
wants to know and let other know
the mystery
behind the rice-rain
from the cirrus
the shame in the eyes of the seal containing signs
supplies the whole-sale dealership
of the civil disobedience movement
to the locality
the role of the hammer also
wakes up early in the morning
to put under its own tongue
an antacid
is it possible that the spits
used in the observatory
be made a little more fast-moving
manuscript of the basement of a well
the biography of the pond-heron will be scripted
even-then the productivity of the merry-go-round
wouldn’t be uttered for a moment
no sir, such has never been expected
in the liquefied banana-blossoms
too many hot breads resulted from the season-change
continues to bat vehemently
and climbs to the peak of heart-throbbing runs
they in a group will go to the
aqua anetha of the mole hill
to organise a folk-song
to understand this
no arbitration of the cactus is required
notwithstanding
it is heard that the thread was pulled
by the violin of the wife of the moon-god
from behind the screen
here in the eye-front
is the basement of the morning-well
on its one page lies the faulty crow-caws
and on another some sun-shines
swinging on the hanger
after some pages in recurring …the chicken-pox … the boot-polish …
within the two covers of the dance-drama
also comes the creepers and herbs
grown around the melting point
of the arm-chair
whose legs are broken
if each pore on the skin of the river-lily
becomes so much known
then in the background of this low land
let us have one game more
I remember when I was a little younger I was thirty-one I was self-employed had my own business But being a child of God I choose to allow my thought process to change being a servicer clientele customers car dealerships a small businessman a mom and pop shop the business I inherited from my dad he had died so now his job was mine
So searching soul searching like any former marketing inflation is the enemy of the people higher prices hurt their already empty pockets so to minimize the law I too had to be practical higher cost s for my supplies I too felt I had to raise my prices that I charge the business start automotive dealership a small price increase and when I verbally told my client this he cheesely looked me in my eyes and my face and he said no way no thank you he bladedly treated me like a child so he said telling me what I can't and cannot do almost borderline un professional with The surety he was telling me a private self-employed business owner that I could not and would not raise my prices that I charge for his to his bigger business so I left his office the office of the used car manager and like the vehicles that I service that I drive away I opened my eyes and closed my mouth I walked then drove away later that day been the quietness I listened I witnessed I thought about it I sat down at my little office and I wrote I typed up a proposal it was a detailed professional invoice a short detailed description of my services I increase an increase yes indeed though my approach at first was nice and admirable and his approach was borderline vulgar openly disrespectful again I say I walked away got in my car I took the high road you know sometimes silence is golden so I as I mailed submitted my new proposal inking paper at my dismay I typed up a new invoice for the weekly pay into my surprise not really though on the weekly check from all that I did that week my price increase was okay sometime you need to let your voice be silent sometimes just get out of the flood need to take the high road -this is when I took the highroad
10/24/21
FOR THE HIGH ROAD POETRY CONTEST
Sponsored by : Regina McIntosh
He dreamt of car races and our sunny California beaches.
Of tanned women playing volleyball. Yes, all were within his vibrant reach.
Porsche-mania, though was his all.
Some talk endlessly of dreams coming true, but Bruce, followed them. He
packed up his things and left his freezing Chicago neighborhood.
Blond, tall, amenable with the most beautiful eyes of hypnotic blue.
My cousin, Bruce, so determined to develop his effervescent, glowing manhood.
He was par excellance at selling Mercedes Benz, and,made a substantial living.
He married a beautiful woman, bought a home with pool in Anaheim.
I have never known a man so unselfish and totally giving!
A Porsche Race Car driver, he did become!
Standing there in his white racing suit,blond hair waving, holding a helmet shining in the California sun!
He was living his dream come true.
He became manager of Porche dealership,bought a ranch house with pool
in Malibu. Then, he wasn't feeling well,something was most askew.
Indeed he battled cancer for two years, but not once did I hear him complain, not even a grumble.
People complain of smaller issues, "victim acts" are their thing. Oh, how they do publicize their suffering!
But cancer got the very best of him.He became yet more thin and more than ill.
Bruce celebrated his fortieth birthday in that California Spring!
Eleven days later, God tapped him on the shoulder. And said, " come home, to me, your soul, do bring"
I have quite never gotten over this loss.
I miss his humility and laughter and helping others, no matter the cost!
Bruce did not come from money at all.
He loved, people and life. That was his true legacy and call.
My Highest tribute to my Cousin Bruce.
April 3, 1947~ April 16, 1987
Such joy, generoty and humility!
Always in my thoughts,
Cousin Pangie
3/11/2021
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Misuse of services by force or labour without payment
To get over this be patient
We’re getting the repayment
No haste, just wait there are rules to follow
Article 23 forbids this so you just swallow
Just cause remuneration is given in labour
It’s not in your favour, to escape the aver
Following this right is your only saver
Forcing helpless women into prostitution is called unconstitutional
So start a revolution to make an evolution
The constitution, is an institution, to make a resolution, in an elocution
If it all goes wrong make a devolution
Trafficking involves the buying and selling of men and women
Let’s make it our mission to help the men and women
The next right is given it’s the right to culture and education
Measures to protect the rights of cultural, linguistic, and religious minorities
Following this right is our number one priority
By protecting them against discrimination
Use your imagination, to appreciate this creation cause in our generation we’ll achieve liberation
Citizens having a distinct language, script, or culture of their own
Be who you want to be either Drake or Post Malone
Pick up the phone because you’re not alone
So if you wanna be known take your seat on the throne
Prohibit discrimination against any citizen
Cause we are one working together we’ll hit a home run
This rule has important necessities
Just like the right to constitutional remedies
Identified as a right to own or possess something
Land, automobile it could be anything
Dispose it when you want to
There’s no one that can stop you
To have an enforceable claim to benefit of it
This right is your permit to get the property that you think fits
That focuses on the exclusive right to ownership
So I’ll admit and you submit to the dealership
Distinguishes between possession of property
The right states everything is perfect and properly
Don’t take it as a mockery
And that my friends was the 7 constitutional lotteries
Wishing the time would stop
I got rhymers block
But I a shine a lot
Listening to mines & PAC
Music confused when my time will start
Influence by the recruitment oF Noah's finest ark
I'm grinding hard cover your thoughts I will blind the dark
No matter the size I'll guard
Any Goliath
Faith of a mustard Tell my enemies try it
Days I put my trust in thee kept my enemies quiet
You can't even crush my dreams
My beliefs or the book that I read
The Basic instructions before leaving earth
Help me functionally breathe
Thinking what's my worth I went to church & got baptized
They ask why cause My sins was long as satire
Sins without 1 repent is like a Benz with a flat tire
I vent and ask god to give me strength when I'm mad tired
Cause When you on the edge
You can't lower your head
Instead take a moment to pray
And say Jehovah show me the way
I lose focus some days
But I know that im chosen
I know that I'm golden
Martin had a dream that a new king would be so outspoken
I'm starting to see how real things go unnoticed
Cops kill us po kids
& the Judge closed both lips
Jury read the verdict
We furious he nervous
But the case is always innocent god what are we dealing with
They kill us black guys before we get a job and hit the dealership
Can't even drive on 95 without getting our feelings killed
They say Sky is the limit until the ceilings built
Keep your eye on the price and strive keep Fulfilling it
& If you fall try 2 climb that hill again
When you reach the top of the mountain
Teach everybody you surrounding
& that's how we make it out man
Dr king paved the way
& It's safe to say that we have to make a way today
Quit being afraid and let your bird leave it's cage
Do you know why the caged bird sing ?
Because in it's mind it's not afraid to let freedom ring
There she was in plain view, clean, brightly colored, and not undercover.
As nice as she was, I don’t know why she was still there and not discovered.
She sat there quietly in a sales lot of an auto dealership. The only conclusion
I could draw was that she was waiting there, just for me.
I wasn’t sure that I could afford her, but I could not resist her beauty. I was happy to be fortunate enough to make her mine. So I started her wheels to rolling in the winter of 1974. That was when I bought my first car, a 1973 Maverick on that cold winter’s day.
Years later I would consider the matter, but at the time, little did I or the Maverick realize that her model in many respects represented the very essence of me. Not given to conformity or dependency, we had something in common.
She was a six cylinder and gold colored with a black vinyl top.
From Chicago to Wisconsin, she never despaired.
Through the icy and snowy trenches, I saw no flinches.
From Northern Mississippi to Central Florida,
not once did she complain, frown, or sigh.
Through the sun bleached moisture ascending through
The Gulf of Mexico, she never resisted or said no.
Nonconforming and unconventional, she shouldered a free spirit.
Unshackled by tradition, she cruised through the winds of freedom.
In the fall of 1978 with a cross on her antenna and a sticker on her bumper,
she took our young family 2000 miles to San Francisco without a hitch.
By then, my gold Maverick had served us well.
Her many miles were beginning to show and tell.
An inflated economy and high gas prices forced her to be benched.
We sold her to a dear friend in 1979, and I have missed her since.
12122016PSContest, Late August Standard, Brian Strand
Thank you for each of my children and my wonderful wife.
Thank you for their mothers through whom you gave life.
No matter what any of us think about You.
You honor your word and your love is so true!
I'm ashamed when I doubt that you'll come through.
But you always do and God I'm so grateful to you.
What reason would you the Creator need to lie?
Those you've created deny you before they even try.
I admit there's so much I don't know about you.
But I do know all my troubles you have got me through.
When I was in need you sent someone my way.
At just the right time with the right thing to say.
There have been sometimes while watching TV.
The person would say something that spoke directly to me.
One time I had no money to pay a large bill.
A Nurse wrote a check saying. "God told me and I will!'
Another time I was without shelter, had nowhere to go.
You flashed in my mind and the exact place you did show.
I left a car in Denver, because I had no money to pay.
The dealership threaten me with prison, then said it's ok.
"We'll write this one off and this matter is through.
I'm taken aback sir, why the Company's doing this for you!"
God, there are so many things and so many times.
That you have stepped in and it just blows my mind!
So many unexplained events, that I've seen you do.
I would have long given up Lord, had it not been for you.
You surely are there even though You I cannot see.
Every problem I've had, you have come through for me.
I wish the whole world knew just how much you really care.
To anyone that happens to read this, I say "Trust God, he's there!"
My children this is one miracle testimony
Of the many that I've seen God do.
As your father I would not share it,
If any part of it were not true.
We needed to relocate from Denver,
I planned for us to drive from there.
Took the car to a local mechanic,
The price of inspection and Analyzer was fair.
I returned for the car in a few days.
Before we were to leave.
He had inflated the final bill,
I was shocked, and just could not believe!
I do not have money like that!
The inspection you said was free.
His reply, the labor is what cost,
"Pay up or your car will stays with me!"
I panicked and put us on a flight,
My new job started in two days.
I did not have the money requested,
Couldn't think of any other way.
Fear took hold once when we reached St. Pete.
I said "Lord, I know I've done wrong.
I left that car in the mechanics lot,
And to the dealership it still belonged!
The next week the dealer called, asking for their car.
I said I left it in Denver a mile from where you are.
I told him that I panicked and had left it behind.
He said "I'll call you tomorrow, you've committed a crime!"
I cried and prayed to God above,
Saying I was wronged and didn't know what to do.
I'm trying to take care of my two kids,
Our fate now rest with You!
The next day the dealership person called,
"Said 20 years, I've never seen this before.
The Manager says He'll write it off.
Mr. Samples, you're free to go!"
This was nothing compared to some miracles,
I've seen when I was willing to believe.
God can do anything for you,
Must you must trust in order to receive!
When I was a just little girl
Daddy told me a tale
About how I’d find my Prince
Then I’d wear a wedding veil
He said...
Your Prince will be brave and strong
He will keep safe you from harm
He’ll always stand right by your side
Proud to have you on his arm
He will share with you his riches
He’ll Comfort you at night
He’ll wipe away your falling tears
And when it’s dark, he’ll be your light
He will be honest and faithful
On him I could depend
For he would be the man
With whom my life I’d spend
I finally thought I met my Prince
Our wedding bells did chime
It didn’t take very long
To realize I married slime
Strong and Brave?
Late one night while sleeping
I heard a crash, “what was that?”
He quickly shoved me out of bed
“Don’t forget the baseball bat”
Stand beside me?
Nightly we would take a walk
But in his steps I would tread
For this loving Prince of mine
Was always many blocks ahead
Share his riches?
This always makes me laugh
He promised a new car I would get
But when we left the dealership
He drove off in his new Corvette
Honest and faithful?
How do I love thee?
Let me count the lies
Since when does faithful mean
Playing between another’s thighs
Daddy you said he’d wipe my tears
But that was just a lie
You see it was this loving Prince
That always made me cry
I don’t believe in fairy tales
Or that dreams will come true
I’ve only ever met one Prince
Daddy, that Prince was you!
Suzanne – supporting character.
18 – year old who needed a job over the summer, and took the job at
The dealership on a dare from her friends, who said she could never keep a job like that
even if her life depended on it; needless to say she was quite insulted.
Went to the rival high school of Simons, from the other side of town.
Very competitive person, who knows nothing about cars but just wants to show her friends
she can keep the job all summer.
A very take-charge individual, was on the debate team in high school. Didn't allow herself to
get anything less than an A in high school.
Dates frequently, and very social, but thinks most guys in high school are “immature”
or “retarded.”
Loves to talk, and tries to be at several different places at once, very busy social life, until
she begins to work at the dealership.
She doesn’t exactly know what she wants to do in life, she jokes that she’d like to be a
mixture between a safari hunter/photographer/queen of England.
Her room is a complete mess.
She loves grilled cheese sandwiches, but is also a health nut, loves to exercise.
She claims she has “tiny nervous breakdowns” all the time, where she will get so
overwhelmed with the business of her own life she’ll start crying hysterically out of nowhere,
but she tries to hide it from everyone else, she doesn’t want to seem as if she can’t handle
things.
I can help her handle things.