Long Deter Poems
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There is a ocean of love inside of me
that longs to be poured out like the waves on the sea,
I want to hover over the water
fall into a Piscean dream, flanked by Lemurian light
I want to be lured inside a vat of minerals and sea salt,
perhaps I'm a daughter
to the water, water, water,
My arms are elbows curved and my face bobs atop blue
oh how I wish you could come and swim with me today
We would float on our backs and look up at the sky with glee
pinning those birds as if they were pigeons made of clay
fly away, fly away, fly away
with me...
Our bodies would be firmly absorbed like living sand dollars
leaving land behind we'd embrace the ocean as if we were
dolphins, leaping and riding the waves like ocean scholars
come with me to the sea, we will swim without deter
swimming, swimming, swimming,
across the ocean floor,
we'll go right through that invisible open door
and be no more....
Follow me down a hole
that I'm digging
with reckless abandon
I'm plotting & planning
on a treasure just
below the surface
of this plot
You might get a little
dirty or maybe
a lot
but don't let that
deter you
Let them tell it we've all
got one foot in the grave
the day our mothers
water popped anyway
Anyway
this rabbit hole gets deeper
faster than my bunny feet
can hop astray
I think you've had enough
time to play in the sandbox
so how about telling
this game to kick rocks
You can keep your fake songs
& tic tok
because I've had it up to here
with these hit bots
What's the world coming to
when they compute a voice
that sings & apes you?
One day these machines
will grow to hate you
& then what?
I assure you
you'll not make the cut
when it decides to
trim the fat
Face the facts
& think about it
for a minute or two
Let that take a lap or 2
around the track
in your mind if you still
have one of those at this time
This is a disgrace
to the whole of so called
mankind
Can't you see you're slowly
losing your sense of self
& being replaced?
That's blind
It's staring you
in the face everyday
yet all you wanna
do is play
You can't even speak
your mind freely these days
for fear of being
shadow banned
Trust me I know all about
that diabolical mess
& those plans
firsthand
Yet
you let them tie your hands
willingly for pennies
to pay billingsly
Are you hearing me
or were you paying attention
to the woman in the
red dress?
I'm not Morpheus
but I want more for us
when it seems they
wanna offer less
This contemptuous
attitude toward the lot
of us is more divisive
than my derisive rhyme
I'm sorry for the diatribe
BUT
how I described
this pie in the sky
is the only way I could
slice it at this time
I smoke my whacky tobaccy quite regularly.
I smoke my whacky tobaccy along with my morning coffee
and just before lunch so I can bring on the munchies.
A day doesn't go by
without it being indulged by I.
A little whacky tobaccy.
I smoke it on the job. I smoke it at home.
I smoke it with others. I smoke it alone.
I smoke it whether or not I'm having a good or bad head.
I smoke it when I have trouble sleeping, just before going to bed.
I smoke it to deter me from smoking cigarettes.
Between those two smoking evils, whacky tobaccy is the less.
I smoke it everyday and every night.
I smoke it when I need to increase my appetite.
The only major thing bad about whacky tobaccy that I must admit
is that you can get arrested for using or possessing it.
I smoke it for pleasure, medicinally and also because it's a vice.
It still damages your health and that's never cool or nice,
but it's a health risk that rarely yours truly occasionally takes.
I smoke it when it's there, but if it's not, I take long breaks
and before you know it, it's a habit long gone that I don't even miss
until someone approaches me and asks, "Hey Dude, Ya want a hit off this?"
Ex-KGB prime minister then president
twice.? Entered into Minsk accords..
Watched many countries from
The old Warsaw pact shorn.'
Did allow a con-vid response.' Yet no
coercion or shaming, no fear ensconced
Not as i could have expected, it to be.?
Then in early twenty, twenty two, put a
Military force into Ukrainian sectors
All pro-Russian i'd say; thats quite true.'
Banned transgender and same sex
coupling, he gets disparaged..He appears viewed
From outside, a determined leader.' Internally
I undamaged' What
Effects will be engendered, how long will
He linger.? Will he deter
another world war? Almost by default.? Whats waiting in
Store? I remember the old cold war.' Claim and
Counter.? I'd rather that, than continents
burst asunder.? I view the scenes and hope
Some sense.? Could things cool down.? I
Forget recompence..And for what.? I plead
No war..Neither big nor small. They are counter productive chores."
I didn't know it will come to this.
Life was a blossoming flower.
Right from my tender age.
Whilst in school as a little boy.
I was a shrewd learner.
Ready to take any challenge.
Step by step I moved
Maneuvering around.
Learning from the aged.
Copying from the sages.
An astute learner I was.
Different accolades, I could get.
Out of school I'm.
An independent person I'm.
But nothing seem to add up.
Perhaps I'm trying to cross a bridges I haven't reached.
This was not my intention.
But it had come to my mind.
I want to take the shortest route.
One that will easy my way.
My Bible warns against this.
My constitution caveats against it.
But from what I see,
Nothing will deter me.
@Tha Formidable Cheru.
#themonk.
Folks ask why
I chose Elon as my guy,
Smart and tough
Knows how to fight even when rough,
Let him loose
To put woke projects in the noose,
Cause a stir
For progressives to deter,
Stop the rot
That placed us all in this garotte.
Act with haste
Take a sledgehammer to the waste,
Clean up house
Never mind who first we douse,
Set the scene
For what will come not what has been,
Make us great
Stem the voices that insidiously berate,
Make us strong
Choose what's right and not what's clearly wrong,
Pull as one
Don't cheat and steal then simply run,
Trust in him
For the fate of all excesses will be grim,
Trust in me
See how great united we can be.
Shhh! We turned at the sound and beheld the stern scowl of the public library monitor as she admonished us. Steely eyed, with piercing glance, jaw set so tightly even her wrinkles retreated in fear. She seemed to be born for this job of hushing raucous grade-schoolers who had invaded the “ big “ library for the first time, under the pretext of doing their homework assignment together. This was our second warning. The third would mean expulsion and possible banishment for life.
Such threats, however, could not deter giggles from bubbling up inside two anxious sixth grade boys, who constantly prowled their lives for new adventures. Silence is for old people! Silence is unheard of for kids! It is the worst form of torture. The story, of course, ends with expulsion, but here is the all important epilogue:
The public library was large and rectangular with a grand main entrance. Directly across from this entrance, sixty feet away, was a rear entrance through which you might enter and exit to the parking lot. This was the entrance through which we had arrived.
We were escorted to the main entrance with a great show of force and a substantial demonstration of authority. We were almost physically ejected.
Undefeated and undeterred however, we waited five minutes before re-entering boldly through the main entrance. We strode briskly across the sixty feet to the rear entrance, to exit of our own volition. All the while trying desperately (and failing miserably) to maintain the certain pride that comes from exhibiting both grace and decorum.
Instead, we were giggling and busting up, wide-eyed and panic- stricken as we half staggered and half-ran into the everlasting history of our adolescence. Filled with our own brand of pride, one that was bestowed on all those who conquer any obstacle, be it mighty windmills or fearsome library witches
His desire was for a kiss or two
Those eyes danced with a gleam
She turned her head a kiss to dread
Increased his sexual steam
Everyday he wanted to play
French kissing in his dreams
She refused his looks and advance
Those kisses made her scream
Hairy did persist wanting to kiss
The Chihuahua did scheme
While she did sleep he kissed her feet
His eyes now danced agleam
He loved those feet he chanced to kiss
Like Limburger cheese cream
She had rubbed her feet to deter
his feats, she wasn't on his team
Just of fun..
This did not happen but the female Chihuahua
has French kissed my husband while he slept..LOL>>ROTFL
Inside the green land of Africa
An idea was born in a gentle mind
It grew up to develop like a hyacinth
With pure water and no huge mud
Inside the huge green land Jinja
Africa, Europe plans to inform America
The idea sounds rhythmic like good music
Australia and the heaven will join for a dance
Inside the sunny green land of Africa
Now, on social media, we share the news
Ideas flow from north to south to maxima
There’s no break in the minds of the writers
Inside the old green land of Africa
Development and women issues are the focus
That we achieve and truly celebrate
Ideas to nurture are many and welcome
Inside the heart of Mandela’s land
Uganda will be pregnant and will deliver
For the world to learn how the mass deter
Hurdles of violence, opinions of underdevelopment
Inside the land of green Africa
Mothers, sisters, wives and daughters
Of families, communities, nations
Need your brain, your mouth and your hands
To build what have been our main dreams
The legacy foundation for our future generations.
Poem by Mugisho N Theophile
My Dear Heart,
I owe you the gift of love and gratitude
for each beat you take to keep me alive,
and for all the times you've been hurt
by bad decisions I made that wounded you.
You always heal, but I know you feel
the distress that sometimes left deep scars.
You bear the brunt of my unbridled emotions,
and yet your devotion to me is unswerving.
We have a mutual admiration society of two,
and so often it's been just me and you.
One heart, one mind, we share a soul.
The one time when you lost all control,
I could not deter you from what you sought.
Oh, dear heart, I dare not blame you
for needing to be loved. Desire is a banquet
that you served me to feast on for a while.
And for that time, I smiled as never before,
but beguile was an act of hardship and sorrow
that I swore we'd not go through again.
What disdain we felt, and in prayer I knelt
that suffering would end and mend our grieving.
Only by believing in you did I make it through
the grief and disdain, the vulnerability and pain.
I owe you my life, and on it I earnestly pledge
never to cause you harm that I can prevent.
No walking through life on the edge of a knife,
no stress will I place beyond what you can bear.
I promise you this. I solemnly swear.
With cherished love and devotion...
January 29, 2023
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