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Ukraine is putting up a brave fight and is not giving in
A two finger salute to that murderer, Vladimar Putin
For eight months now they've held out in their cities
Dispite missiles, murder, rape and other atrocities.
Putin thought he had the most powerful and efficient army
If you believe that garbage you'd be bordering on barmy
They're inefficient, ill equipped, and cowardly in battle
When Ukraine advances they quickly retreat from trouble.
As winter approaches he's trying to demoralise the nation
By sending orders to his vile Orcs to bomb a power station
The west must send generators to help ease their plight
Along with more weapons to help, brave Ukrainians fight.
The grain shipments to poor nations is now under threat
That man is sub human and how much lower can he get?
Like the Roman empire and the Nazis big cracks will appear
Putins Russian empire will crumble and eventually disappear.
The Russian army has a long yellow streak down its back
It fires missiles indiscriminately when it's under attack
No thought for human life be it kids, women or old men
Sanctioned in that scum ridden place, they call the Kremlin.
Putins campaign for more troops is not going too well
No decent minded Russian wants to go into that hell
He's recruiting in prisons, along with the old and the lame
Putins cannon fodder and for Ukraine they're fair game.
We must not let Putin succeed, with his 'special operation'
He must think we're stupid; it's war against a peaceful nation
I have every faith in brave Ukraine and in the end they will win
There will be no Russian victory, and hopefully the end of Putin.
Victory to Ukraine.
Written on 1st November 2022.
Yesterday I wrote a poem in admiration of Mr. Rogers.
This is basically what I said:
in a world filled with hate, prejudice and animosity
we should all try to be a little more like Fred.
But after listening to ‘I Will Always Love’ you on SiriusXM this morning …
another thought occurred to me…
It had to do with Dolly Parton’s kindness
her affirmations and her generosity.
I loved the way she lived her life…
loved her wit and her optimistic point of view
and I thought in a world with so much anger
we should try to be a little more like Dolly too.
I did not know Fred…or Dolly
but when each life came to an end…
like a lot of people across the globe
I felt I had just lost a good friend.
Two extremely decent people
who were caring, loving and kind…
Two people who will be remembered
for all the love they left behind.
I hope we never forget how they lived their lives
as models of peace, acceptance and harmony
Never forget what they meant to the world
their gifts…their legacies.
I wonder….if we all lived a little more like Dolly
what kind of world community would we be?
I imagine we would all be a little more caring and loving…
and I’m sure Mr. Rogers wold agree.
Dear future wife,
Incase you wanna be in my life,
I got some irreducible minimums,
Of which you should have to maximums,
I aint making life hard for you,
But instead offering a leakage for you,
With these,life will be a success,
Joy,love,laughter will be in excess,
So my bride to be,take note.
First,am an Igweee,Yeah,I got chieftancy,
People do respect my wisdom with great fancy,
So be a role model too,imitate me,
Always help in decision making for me,
I am a man of the people,
Visitors will be many,serve them sans feeble,
Hospitality is the biggest feature,
Portray it as it will help you mature,
So my bride to be,take note.
Personally,i love Rhumba music,
Without it i just get nosic,
When bored,lure me not,
Instead,play Rhumba at a high note,
Or sing for me Fatimata,
And all will be a done matter,
I know you like pop songs,
Worry less,hubby will influence your sings,
So my bride,take note.
Bride,let your dressing be decent,
Wear dresses,pants of the recent,
Always dress spickly and span,
As this will increase our love span,
Dress not like our grandmothers,
Wear fitting,short dresses like feathers,
Am your hubby,i must enjoy,
Seeing you in sexy dresses envoy,
So my bride to be,take note.
Lastly,let respect prevail,
Early always yourself avail,
Cooks should be always tasty,
Incase you tired,call for help besty,
I will help you cook,
For marriage is a mirrored look,
Frequent outings will be a surprise,
Even after our family gets to rise,
So my bride to be,take note.
Poet Igweee
What the world needs now
Is love, sweet love... sound familiar???
No truer words were ever spoken
Love makes the world go round
Everything else is secondary
Us humans seem to be hellbent
On destroying everything that's good and decent
It's beyond all logical reason or explanation
We all need to step back
And take a good look at what we've got
It shouldn't always be about what we don't have
Before you know it, we reach our golden years
And what was so very important once
No longer seems to matter one iota
RELAX... GO WITH THE FLOW
Live, love, laugh... it feels sooo damn good!
I entered the hotel dining room and sat at my table for an early breakfast, watching the rain pelting against the windows, overlooking the River Clyde. Conversation was limited; more audible the clinking of crockery and cutlery. The tour leader walked in and his booming voice cut through the gloomy atmosphere as he assured us that the trip was still on; the weather forecast was encouraging.
a senior lady
takes second helpings...
her bag bulges
When some time later we went out to board the coach, the rain had just about stopped. Outside the air was cold. Being people of little faith, we had donned jumpers or cardigans over our light clothes and carried raincoats over our arms. It was unwise to be caught unprepared. The tour leader was no exception!
crossing a bridge...
two honeymooners
sit on separate seats
The trip from Glasgow to Oban was calculated to take about two and a half hours, but with planned stops along the way it was going to take longer. We took our first break at Loch Lomond. The rain had stopped completely, but the clouds still hovered ominously overhead. More stops at Crianlarich and Kilchurn Castle followed. In the meantime the sun was making feeble attempts at making its presence felt, and sure enough the cold air became warmer.
the sky, reflected
in large puddles...
harebells and toadflax
When we finally arrived in Oban the clouds had dispersed, the heat increased, and thick clothing was discarded completely. A meal and a boat trip to Seal Island saw us all in high spirits.
On the return journey our luck ran out again. Clouds and rain accompanied us to the hotel, but it did not really matter. A nice warm shower and a decent meal was something to look forward to.
unpredictable
four seasons in one day
I juggle saijiki
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A Haibun Contest sponsored
by Debbie Guzzi
Placed 4th
© 17th August 2017
Confounded, to an empty space
I send my question mark
The voiceless echo blurs my face
I send again, when sky gets dark
Who’s me? another chimney mouse
Most decent of all mice
I wouldn’t take your time for hours
With me it would be nice
To talk about our everydays
How well it goes, what’s wrong
And what seems right, in other case
We wouldn’t talk for long
I know so well, that you have changed
But there’s no way I could
Foresee how life is turning strange
The whole new attitude
Annihilates the time, that passed
The words, that has been said
Maintains the distance, that is vast
And silence you have sent.
Parents impulsively will buy their kids a Christmas pet
Not knowing it will often be a gift they will regret
Christmas day their kids are so excited it’s all new
But the work involved, no one really has a clue
Pets become a chore and are ignored and neglected
It’s a shame it is not planned out, and prevented
Animal shelters often become full after the holidays
Parents get frustrated and decide to send their pets away
Pet adoptions should be banned during the holiday season
The adoptions should be planned for all the right reasons
If parents feel a need to buy their kids a Christmas pet gift
I hope they settle with just buying a decent colorful fish
12/19/18
Christmas Pets Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Gilgamesh O’Malley left his home in Fermanagh
With dreams of steaming plates of Irish stew.
He ate his last potato last time Sheamus paid the rent.
Since then, there’s not been very much to chew.
The lords of the Ascendancy express paternal care
By flaunting all their privileges of wealth,
While tenant souls like Gilgamesh subsist on gospel words
Unsuited for the maintenance of health.
The famine’s grip was guaranteed by what was done to help;
The landlords’ ledgers chronicled events.
The mighty Earl of Lucan and the rest lived absentee,
Their middlemen kept busy squeezing rents.
So, Gilgamesh O’Malley left his home in Fermanagh,
And climbed aboard a packet ship in Cobh.
He authored his own epic as an immigrant at large,
To brave the flood and find a decent job.
Gilgamesh O'Malley left his home for foreign shores.
Should the Fates condemn your destiny, his fortune could be yours.
People are basically good~
many leaders are basically bad,
greedy, setting themselves above
God and His Heaven --
Most common folk love God
in their own private, decent ways;
respecting their fellow men
and women --
Then we have a phony press,
bought and paid for by devil
assassins consorting with vile
demons,
Satanic causes, falsely, righteously
defended – drag queen shows for
children...give my mind a rational
break!
Twisting straight truth toward
ruptured ends – invoking
personified versions of filth, those
commercial ghouls of Hollywood
and music, images and rhythms of
soul consuming violence – preachers
of gloom and doom no better! "A house
divided against itself..." --
Good men like Netanyahu
and Trump attempting to heal
humanity (yes, healing can mean
first cutting the cancer out!)
Were there no children in Sodom and Gomorrah?
Get real! Get your heads re-screwed on correctly!
While you ring your sanitized hands,
pontificating about conspiracies
you know nothing about, deem yourselves
blameless for...like those evil, you also destroy,
disillusion, with lased lips of doom and gloom,
secretly hoping situations worsen so to hasten
Christ’s Prophetic return -- pushing people further
from faith and not toward it – you preach love while
spewing hate, venom toward brothers
and sisters with sleeves rolled up, doing some
actual heavy lifting for the Greater Good –
Look in the mirror – the world is a reflection
of self.
Young men of wrongful courage and conviction,
seem to plague our beloved nation.
Many of them do not successfully complete
their high school education.
Without any proper guidance from Jesus Christ,
They have no inner voice of conviction in
their troubled young lives. They seek the
wrong passage ways. Death and violence
becomes their entire world.
Without any proper sense of what happens
to be right or wrong, most likely they
will decide to become gang members before
very long. Their families and their communities
sing mournful death's songs.
They arm themselves with knives and guns
along with other methods of massive destruction.
Their imitation into gang life, often involves
the taking of innocent lives. The streets
of their cities are crimson red with
human blood.
Revenge killings of rival gang members
seem to escalate. Death without any
honor is their ultimate fate. Decent
society members need to rescue
these young outcasts before it
becomes much too late.
Love in Christ Jesus
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
aka Roxy 54/ October Country
Revised version
February 28, 2018