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Hessy.. Wa Dandora
The shots rang out
The youngsters spewed blood..
On the city streets..
He pulled out a phone a dialled the police.. Come and collect the stupid..
Lest we jump the gun..
He had pre warned them..
As is usual in Dandora's Hessy style
Given them fare to skip town.. or they will be dinning in hell soon..
They chose to stay and perpetrate on their terror..
Knifing innocent civilians with impunity...
So Hessy wa Dandora vanquished them.. The people muttered whispers as they followed their new hero online.
Some do claim he is military.
Yet others claim he is paramilitary
Them others reckon presidents Recce guard..
But what they know is that he is effective..
Street crime has gone down in the suburbs..
Vigilante justice however unquestionable by Hessy.. has been bearing fruits..
#HessyWaDandoraCode254
Tom’s the longest-serving member,
Of the British para-rowing squad,
Because whilst at a party, thunder,
He fell, slipped with all his quad.
He played rugby for Warwick Uni,
Because he lived for, loved sport,
But Coventry’s hospital said he,
Was paralysed, their true report.
As part of his long rehabilitation,
He took up rowing which he raved,
And so grossed the competition,
In Beijing 2008 which he engraved.
He went from the 2007 Worlds -
The World Rowing Championships,
Where he won gold, short words,
To opportune a gold in 2008 hips.
In 2009, Portugal at the WRC’s,
He took another gold medal fair,
And again in 2010 he won the seas,
And yet again in 2011, he did heir.
So in 2014 at the World Champs,
He won a silver in Amsterdam,
And in 2015 in France with amps,
He took another silver gram.
Tom was born 24th May in 1984,
As an eighties discotheque child;
He lives in Caversham, his door,
Into the world of contests dialled.
So will Ben be back to lead his men?
Stacks of hacks chiding with their pen
Question all asking time & time again!
Key and Baz hiding in their ECB den
Riled echo chamber dialled up to ten
Let us know and if not now then when!
Fall of Bazball no longer a verdant glen
Now bogged down in a waterlogged fen
Astounds as Baz all about pounds or yen
Folks a coup by you know who should ken
Stokes came first not the egg but’s the hen
Spicier than wasabi with his kemosabe zen
ECB on their tod as it all crumbles yet again
So odd sod the fans & their God called Ben
If is the end than ECB to hell we send Amen
"Super Hero"
Krypto Knighted
Disrobed Le Penseur
contemplates strength
a royal monk disrobing within
Rodin begins to think
new dreams dialled in
naked vulnerability begins
hiding behind dark angel wings
pinned between the box-cadged
dimensions of a glass onion
black crows waiting along the ley lines lead,
super natural morsel fed
dark nights fly into unhooded blinding daze
towards the gauntlet
landing tethered and tamed
temperated, nixed and disarmed
Hawk of the Lure,
long winged
creance held
in the grey rock silence
evaluated
hard-penned
full-summed
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
“Super Hero” / Johnny Hollow
https://youtu.be/JGkC-8Qu0JM
“Land of the lost and sedated
Will someone come,
Save us from,
This storyline of mass destruction
Will they stay,
When they see,
What we have done
just to be free…”
Crypto/Krypto, meanings
https://www.thefreedictionary.com/krypto-
Glossary of Falconry Terms:
https://sora.unm.edu/sites/default/files/journals/jrr/v003n03/p00058-p00067.pdf
"Super Hero", Johnny Hollow / LYRICS
https://genius.com/Johnny-hollow-superhero-lyrics
Kryptonite
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kryptonite
"full-summed" / refer, Glossary of Falconry Terms.
Le Penseur.
The Thinker was initially named The Poet (French: Le Poète), and was part of a large commission begun in 1880 for a doorway surround called The Gates of Hell. Rodin based this on The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri, and most of the figures in the work represented the main characters in the poem with The Thinker at the center of the composition over the doorway and somewhat larger than most of the other figures. Some critics believe that it was originally intended to depict Dante at the gates of Hell, pondering his great poem. Other critics reject that theory, pointing out that the figure is naked while Dante is fully clothed throughout his poem, and that the sculpture's physique does not correspond to Dante's effete figure. The sculpture is nude, as Rodin wanted a heroic figure in the tradition of Michelangelo, to represent intellect as well as poetry.
Falconry:
"So What Exactly is Falconry?"
http://www.pfht.org/falconry/
I was sitting on the corner, stoned
When out of the blue, my dead aunt phoned
How could this be, she rests in peace
Right beside my loving niece
I answered the phone, and my auntie said
"I know you think that I am dead"
"I'm alive"- my auntie moaned
Or- could it be that you're just- "Stoned"
My! My! The signal's strong from six feet down
We've got the best dead-net phone in town
No dropped calls when old bones are phoned
And ghosts complain they've been monotoned.
I rubbed my eyes and scratched my head
"You're calling me from beyond the dead?"
She said, "Don't dread the dearly departed"
"We're not dialled-out" Just getting started"
Beautiful
I think I lost,
my ability to think,
For she is beautiful,
So much I might not blink.
The glint in her eyes,
and that mesmerising smile,
Her much-awaited presence,
one could sense from a mile.
With her baggy clothes and messy hair,
she shines among the crowd,
For she is beautiful,
clear and loud.
But behind that glow,
beneath that grace,
lies a world,
She'd rather not embrace.
The dark circles under her eyes,
showcase her sleepless nights,
The countless moments she spent with herself,
Engaged in silent fights.
Those engraved scars,
carve deep on her skin,
And the tear-stained letters,
that always end up in the bin.
The blemishes on her cheeks,
She hides with care,
The irritating acne,
She wishes weren't there.
The clothes too loose,
her frame too thin,
The curve she feels,
She doesn't fit in.
She hides her sorrows and keeps to herself,
With a grumpy face and grumpier mood.
The weight of words she heard about her body,
makes it hard to swallow her food.
She's told to smile,
to sit with grace,
To not speak her opinions,
and to know her place.
To dress just right,
to lower her stare,
As if the world,
It isn't hers to share.
She fears for herself,
as she walks alone,
A firm grip on her keys,
with a dialled number on the phone.
She's passionate and precise,
her imagination runs wild,
Yet somehow she's never,
her parents' ideal child.
Sometimes she's numb,
her silence too loud,
Her dreams are somewhere,
lost in the crowd.
She doubts herself,
She holds back her tears,
Thinking of her society,
she hesitates, she fears.
Yet even in her doubt,
She stands so tall,
For she is beautiful,
scars and all.
Through every tear,
through every fight.
For she is beautiful,
in her own light.
Just because someone isn’t wearing a bandage or shows no outward sign of illness doesn’t mean that they are not.
Quote by poet.
Sam lived two doors down and kept to himself, some thought him strange,
I found out he'd been in the marines and was suffering from PTSD, he always acknowledged me with a nod and a faint smile but Sam rarely spoke a word.
I felt sorry for him as he lived all alone with no one to share his problems with.
On one dark December night before Christmas I was walking home from work,
I was fifty yards from home when three thugs appeared and surrounded me,
"Your money and phone" one said, I froze on the spot and reluctantly put my hand in my pocket, then out of nowhere Sam appeared, baseball bat in hand, he swung at one of the thugs who went down with blood pouring from his nose, one of them then lunged at Sam and stabbed him repeatedly, Sam collapsed and the cowards ran off, I quickly dialled 911, “I’ve called for help" I told Sam, he looked at me smiling and said ,"Peace at last" then his eyes closed and he was gone.
BLACK PURPLE
Just one dialled and received call
Two hearts connected through a good network
From one single kiss; they stopped being single
Good timing made way for good scenes; censored
Walls failed to keep the secret safe; leaked
The confidential became official; registered.
He followed his heart
It led to another heart
She gave in everything to make it work
Pessimists prophecied the usuals; words
Prophecy gone wrong, they turn mute; people
Now, they relax to see if the end will be justified; wait!
The only thing they know is that only them know
Rain fell, sun shined, wind blew; thunder struck
Still, sealed remained sealed as everything remained the same
She admired his strengths; fell in love with his weaknesses; choice
He endured her imperfections to enjoy her perfections; patience
Without them, no more them; the colour is black purple..
Lordvip
02-02-2018
In times of bereavement there’s nothing stronger than your family to support you in the dark days that follow.
Quote by poet.
My wife and I were sat at home watching the news on TV
I noticed that she was quiet and was just staring at me
“Susan, are you okay"? I asked, I thought she had gone
I reached for my phone quickly and dialled nine one one.
The call handler said “Stay calm and we’ll be there in-five
I prayed for the first time in years, “ Please God keep her alive"
We arrived at the hospital, and she was put on life support
I imagined my life without her, and it was a horrible thought.
A doctor came into the room to tell me "We're keeping her alive
But she's had a massive stroke and she’s unlikely to survive"
He added " Our records show that she has a DNR in place"
It hit me how serious it was I could tell by the look on his face.
I remembered back to some years ago what she said to me
" My wishes are if I’m ill don’t let them keep me alive artificially
If I get to that stage don’t let me linger because my life is done
We've made happy memories over the years and it's been fun".
"Yes" I said, " She did sign a DNR, it was about ten years ago
It was her greatest wish that if she was so ill, that we let her go
I'll phone other family members so they can be here at the end"
It seemed so surreal that I might lose my soulmate and best friend.
Our son and daughters soon arrived, and they all sat at her side
A doctor came into turn off the machine that was keeping her alive
She became breathless and then still, I knew it was her time to go
Then a dark eerie silence followed and our tears started to flow.
Stan and Mary went in town
To buy Stan a new dressing gown.
But he wanted a woollen one
In our March that is not on.
The shops are full of summer clothes
But Stan’s not warm enough for those.
Mary likes to look around
But see how old Stan frowns
.So Mary says,I’ll go online
I’m sure I’ll find some fully lined
Made of wool and acrylic…
Them you can make your pick.
Thank you,Mary,you are kind
despite that brilliant,wandering mind.
I am the best dressed man intown
And soon I’ll have my gown.
Would you like cafe au lait?
I have my pension,I shall pay.
Very nice,dear Mary said…
I’d like a piece of bread.
Won’t you have a slice of cake?
I know it’s not quite what I make.
No,just plain bread,sweet Mary said
She then turned very red.
Mary,you look very hot
Is it healthy in this spot.
The central heating is too high…
She gave a weary sigh.
They drank their coffee and made jokes
About old folk who never spoke…
They bought some fresh fish for Emile..
They alway shop with zeal.
..
When they got home.Stan dialled Dave
Who told him he was very brave
and not to stand near a bus door…
Or he’d fall on the floor.
.
Oh,how i’d like to lie down there
With my mistress Annie fair.
but Mary is at home today
So i’ll just have to pray.
If you’re in pain and can’t have tests
They say that prayer is second best
Morphine is so hard to get…
and it makes me feel sick.
So tomorrow Mary works
Stan and Annie have their perks
Dave calls round to bath the cat…
How very odd is that?
If you would like your cat washed
Or if your shopping has got squashed
Just dial 99999
The service is divine!