Long Effects Poems
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. Ahoy the Horizon White trails behind
. engine roaring splashes applauding
. eyes watch foam never the helm
. queries gather effects on loan
. cause forgotten echoed in foam
. ripples arc out arrowhead widening
. time for fun don the water skis
. dragged behind a trailing spear
. leap side wake surge way outside
. building speed rope stretched taut
. flying back in knees crouching
. up and over flying with ease
. JUMPING THE WAKE
. bumpy landing arms hit waves
. balance back swinging round
. ripples fade surface clears
. past now awake steals the moment
. splashes settle meaning re-surfaces
. reactions loosen perception deepens
. cause returns etched on heading
. helm grabbed tight wake behind
. nothing to prove nothing to chase
. calmness installed ripples quelled
. All ahead full The Wake's in flight
Come what is the purpose of a hurricane
Come Storm surges destroys travel the wind rain rages on
While in all afterwards rage come calm
This imbalance of temperatures balance between the poles and the equators lines
Storm surges rise destroys travels the wind rain is strong
After effects now positive bacteria red tide break up
This imbalance of temperature balance between the poles and equator lines
Replenishment of barrier islands clam
After the effect positive bacteria red tide break up
While in all afterwards
replenishment of barrier islands comes calm
What is this purpose of a hurricane come after the hurricane calms
11/5/20
After the Hurricane Poetry Contest
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NOTE: In response to this Poem I have received a surprising pleasant letter from President Obama today 5th March 2015 itself. To see that please visit my Blog on PS of 5th March 2015
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You Have Touched Our Hearts Mr. President
Thank You Mr. President
And the First Lady
For Your Visit to India
On Our Republic Day 26th Jan.
In This Visit
And Specially in Your Last Day's Magnificent Speech
You Have Touched The Hearts Of Every Indian.
Together US & INDIA
CAN SOLVE
WORLD'S MANY DRASTIC PROBLEMS
WHILE BRINGING PEACE AND PROSPERITY
FOR INDIA & US
AND FOR THE REST OF THE WORLD.
IF YOU GO THROUGH MY POEM Dated 4th July 2011-
'GREETINGS TO USA FROM INDIA'
YOU WOULD KNOW
THAT WE HAVE AN OPEN HEART
TO MAKE YOU
(UNITED STATES)
OUR BEST FRIEND AND PARTNER
FOR THE LAST MANY DECADES.
THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN
FOR ACKNOWLEDGING THIS
MR. PRESIDENT
WE CAN WORK TOGETHER
TO MAKE THIS WORLD
A MORE BEAUTIFUL AND BETTER PLACE
TO LIVE AND LOVE.
BON VOYAGE
TO BOTH OF YOU MR. PRESIDENT.
On behalf of millions and millions
Of people of India.
Ravindra K Kapoor
Kanpur India27th Jan. 2015
Presidents and Prime Ministers keep coming and going in every country of the world. Often without leaving any impressions on the minds and hearts of that country's people, but you are different Mr. President. By your simplicity and graceful expressions you have created Magical effects and impressions on the minds and hearts of my countrymen. For which we feel honored and sincerely thank you Mr. President and the first lady Michelle Obama for your visit on our Republic Day 26th Jan. 2015. We are also thankful to our dear Prime Minister Mr. Modi, who invited you for this historic visit.
Image of Old Love And Love provided by Pixabay
That's The Way Love Goes
Writer swept yon lea, loft a lane, ambled quest
efforts a muted affair bolted at wished stars
magic toils those ravenous eyes crave involved cars
trifles and trinkets mortals link to their life's vest
Amply equipped Cupid master of aims has drawn
as genteel cherubs gather about heart seekers
arrows tipped in numbing ecstasy paired squeakers
evokes the peers of Cleopatra and Don Juan
Effects the sense resisters to fathomless mirth
bathe in invigorating currents souls awash
noumenon presents a harmonious panache
outfits the united spirits, immortal worth
Yon measures reach, fantasies assumed its sources
behold while narratives reinvent ere closes
twilight falls in dawns arms of day's, then dusk poses
slack pen set, zephyrs o'er lea, lane tryst courses.
2021 May 26
2/8/17
Straight, curvy and bumpy roads
Some with cones
All across the globe
Tools made of stones and from bones
Got to stay in the zone
Wherever I may roam and rove
Certain boards bowed
And automobiles had to be towed
Money being owed
And loaned
Waters with or without foam
And lawns that do or don't have gnomes
Regardless of if the grass was or wasn't mowed
Above and below
Where waters flow
By way of the crow
Or as it was written in an ancient tome
In areas with buffalo
Troves hidden in coves
And groves
And other places unknown
Every since way long ago
Time has shown
Tasks done alone
And on one's own
Experiments involving clones
And surveillance done with drones
Faraway and nearby home
And any other abode
Hung up the phone
If it wasn't about money, then quickly came the dialtone
Due to the weather events getting postponed
Skills and wisdom are important to hone
Whether you're full of estrogen or testosterone
Coagulated blood was found on a robe
While it snowed
The full moon glowed
Near the motherlode
Located at a node
Time seemingly sped up or slowed
Objects getting thrown away and sewed
Meanwhile the population continued to explode
In and out of areas that did or didn't errode
Old and new episodes
Information and emergency calls being radioed
Items made with many materials, sometimes chrome
Or silicone
Stadiums with or without a dome
Capable of being able to fully close
Within and beyond areas that have or haven't been combed
Better stay on your toes
Continuing to row
As the wind does or doesn't blow
Effects ripple and domino
Despite if you have or haven't chose
Because that's how life goes
Stay sharp and composed
By: Dalton Ogletree
The fire was an obvious choice of landscape art for the painter to accentuate the effect between moonlight and smoke filled sky so dark.
A canvas illuminating the power of vivid red hot to stark.
Depicted the conditions, unbearable and the growing flames are fanned by the breeze.
The artist gives life to the power of fire creating smells and visions with ease.
Delving into the artists intensions, we see what he wants us to see.
Wind is an enemy and the hungry flames are shown to catch the trunks of each mighty tree.
The sky, black as choking smoke fills the air, it would be hard to breathe.
Treetops, ablaze and what’s home to the animals had begun to wilt and seethe.
Fast travelling flames, on the run, image denotes a smell intense, everything blazing.
The visions created, spark imagination to become amazing.
Sounds seem almost audible - of crackling as branches would be snapped and fall.
The flame’s speed is amazing as brushstrokes tell it all.
Billowing smoke, and I am sure I can smell the acrid odor of charred wood as trees tumble into ashes.
Crimson hot flames reach skyward, and they glisten as the wild inferno flashes.
Surely panic subdues as the ravenous effects of the fire disband.
Desolation is depicted as it traveled over the punished land.
my emotions are caught up
somewhere between here and there
your real intentions have been brought up
somewhere between fear and scare
sadness and disappointment drips off
the definition of unexpected
i resisted the temptation of greater queens
because i thought you were the greatest
my emotions are caught up
somewhere between here and there
your real intentions have been brought up
somewhere between fear and scare
my source of proper rest is now a
waterbed full of salty sour tears
i let so many wonderful personalities pass me by
because i thought yours was the most wonderfullest
my emotions are caught up
somewhere between here and there
your real intentions have been brought up
somewhere between fear and scare
my brain is at a place where my body
is a mere antonym in passing
i bang my head against the wall of regret
like i have three wishes from a brick genie
my emotions are caught up
somewhere between here and there
your real intentions have been brought up
somewhere between fear and scare
now i must go on with this crazily
cryptic feeling like i was some sort of weird pawn
the experience of it all directly effects my everyday walk
like i now have one leg shorter than the other with the world spinning
my emotions are caught up
somewhere between here and there
i wonder where your mind was with this elaborate scheme you thought up
perhaps somewhere with your brain drenched with beer and bare
Since the genesis of this nation young patriots have borne the brunt of war.
To ensure the preservation of our freedoms, they've heard the cannons' roar!
Politicians send them to battle claiming 'tis in the best interests of the nation,
But, when the conflicts cease, the way some are treated is an abomination!
Many vets fight other battles when they return to the shores of this nation.
They are spat upon, called 'baby killers' and suffer many another humiliation!
Many agonized from the effects of 'agent orange' and fought to set that aright.
A reluctant bureaucracy agreed there was a problem and finally eased their plight!
Alas, too many forgotten heroes are homeless and dwell wherever they can,
Yet the government seems to provide ample succor for the illegal alien!
The powers that be finally realized there is a problem with post battle stress.
After years of debate they avowed, "Maybe it's a matter that we should address!"
Others have been carried from the battlefield wounded in body and soul.
So very much we owe these brave men and women who've played their role!
Are we minding Lincoln's pledge to those who've borne the din of strife,
To care for him, his affairs, his orphan and his bereaving wife?
I have a message for all politicians that is very loud and clear!
Why is our blood and treasure always at the tip of the spear!
If you don't want to care for our vets, then don't make any more!
Stop policing the world and keep our youngsters out of war!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Joyfulness is such a lovely feeling
a character that's so very appealing
meeting it in another person
draws you into its magical fold
It's an experience hard to describe
deep deep down right inside your heart
filling you right up to the very brim
feeling like overflowing in no small part
When you experience this joy
it takes one to a higher plane
flying away above such humanity
then the joy defeats all its slain
The originator of this sustaining effect
God sovereign and creator of all
this joyfulness comes down upon here
from heaven with Jesus on free fall
One of the promises from Jesus
to send His comforter here below
that joyfulness be planted deep within
like all good rhyme, it'll simply flow
(This is written about the appeal and value of being joyful and the effects of can have upon you.)
He is my role model
His life, an inspiration to me
Did some research on him
Since then am in awe of him
Empath at heart,
he dedicated his life in selfless service
Saw teeming millions without dress
Wore a simple dothi like them
Wherever he found people suffering
Took up their cause, fought for justice
Knew scriptures well, was therefore
always good in words, deeds and action
Was aware we are accounted for our karmas
Would not sin whatever may happen
Britishers beat him, jailed him
He never did tit for tat
Was against partition, knew its effects
Advised others to reject it
Power hungry politicians did not hear
Its consequences stand before us
When India gained independence
Nehru invited him to attend the ceremony
He refused saying how can I celebrate
When my brother's and sisters are suffering
During post partition communal riots
He walked bare foot all over country,
helping all, rquesting them to maintain
peace and communal harmony
He was firm in his beliefs
Practicing what he preached
All his movements like swadeshi,
abolition of untouchability,
salt satyagraha were for masses
If all became like him, nonviolent,
selfless, and worked for the
betterment of everyone around
world would become a better place to live
02.10.2021
Note: 2nd October is the birthday of Mahatma Gandhi.