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Early Times
Panting through a few females.
Running on the spot mostly.
Go to Paris to find myself
find a locally made Gallic STD.
Have a Ringo mustache,
the prostitutes on the Montmartre
think I’m pretty cool for a kid.
Beach bum along the Mediterranean,
bare feet imprinted on sand do not last,
however, sun, sex, and cheap wine
should not be underrated.
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Age Twenty
Took her home to meet the parents.
A good girl,
not much sense of occasion.
Stripy rainbow knee-high socks,
mini skirt, pink hair
deeply cockney accent
and prone to casual expletives.
Father kept grinning until his smile froze.
Mother took her cues
from the Arch Duchess of mucky-muck.
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Age Thirty
In the used car lot
sleazy car salesman blindsides me.
I should have been ready
more alert,
driving home in a ten year old Mercedes
wondering
if my childhood will ever end?
I am now a professional,
nurses figure larger in my life
than they ethically should.
Head for The Far East
to administer to the halt and lame
including, metaphorically speaking,
myself.
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Age Forty.
Finally qualify for veteran status
in a marathon race.
My athletic son is also running in it.
I fake a sprained ankle,
then disappear for ages
travelling the world.
When I return,
my shoulders grow cold from icy stares,
wife is dating someone else -
family relief all around.
~~
Age Fiftyish
Fish diet, wife still unhappy, son married
and distantly related to Trotsky.
Adorable brats for grandchildren.
Got a mistress who thinks I’m great,
but maybe it’s too late,
testosterone levels going south.
My Boss hates me.
Adultery & divorce,
new wife, much like the old one
but less y.
We roam the globe again,
desperately seeking something -
anything.
~~
Autumnal Years
The police are getting younger.
Dental appointments are reaching danger levels.
I’m not holding any grudges
for I have been right all along.
Turns out I am a poet
and quite enjoy pissing folks off.
Life is good, but then again
it always was.
~~~
Retired now, the Government calls me a carer.
Now I ask you what could be fairer?
They pay me a few dollars to look after my better half.
They explain that I save them the cost of employing staff.
Well, I won’t tell them, but they could have saved their money,
He won’t have a cook or a cleaner or nurse, he is such a honey,
My dear hubby refuses to have anyone in the house.
So, they could have kept their money, but I am being quiet as a mouse.
In days gone by I had a job of responsibility before I retired,
I did the job well, worked ethically and was sometimes wired.
Before I became (I guess you could say) a domesticator,
I was actually a licensed private and commercial investigator.
I know, my child dear, you are growing up physically,
Your mind, I see, has been developing quizzically;
As your flesh and blood, and bones intermingle in your growth,
Shouldn't ethically fine fiber become your true troth...?
While respecting your father, mother, sister, and brother,
Shouldn't you respect, too, your neighbor and any other?
Shouldn't each word you think and speak, at each moment, my child,
Be truth and truth alone in your self-styled way - mild or wild...?
Shouldn't, my child, your confidence combine with your kindness?
And to your helpfulness to others, should you show blindness?
Shouldn't you be industrious, and all the same, sincere?
To call a spade a spade should you ever in your life fear...?
Shouldn’t you accept your wrongs, while you're happy when you're right?
Against the might, for the rights of the poor, shouldn't you fight?
Shouldn't your love, just as humans, reach out to all creatures?
Shouldn't optimism be the brightest of all your features...?
Shouldn't you, to safeguard Mother Nature, always be bold?
To esteem, the world as your household, shouldn't your mind, mold?
Could you execute these, my child, in your life, as you grow?
Shouldn't, like the priceless gems, your existence ever glow...???
20 February 2023
The 12 Things You'd Teach Your Child Poetry Contest
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Does
Make America Great Again
Also mean
Make America Straight Again?
How about
Make America White Again?
Maybe
Make America
AntiFeminist Again?
Another possibility,
Make America
Christian Evangelical Supremacist
Again?
And,
more elaborately,
Make America
Business As Usual
Patriarchal/Capitalist
Autonomously Empowered
and Exclusively Enlightened
MonoCulturally MonoTheistic Again?
GREATness
is soooooooo much more
morally
and ethically ambiguous
than public HEALTH
and global climate SAFEty.
I would feel so relieved
if my RedRight friends
and family
would patriotically fly
and pleasantly post
Make America Healthy Again
banners,
hats,
bumper stickers,
condoms,
masks,
And MAHA foreign
and domestic
green-woke policy statements
with health wealth optimizing
cooperative intentions.
Live on the weakness of others?
So that when they are ill, we
loudly cheer and get our druthers?
Such is the likes of we, lost, poetic
humankind.
We, who claim to be sensitive and sweet,
are really ethically blind.
We march about like we are so
wonderfully humanistic?
Best look in the mirror, we are not kind
but totally bombastic.
We dance garbed in black, in the shadow
of the gallows.
Praying death comes soon to our hated
opposition fellows.
And so proud to print hate on these pages.
Humor disguised as death wishes and blood
curdling rages.
We cannot kill the person we hate with guns.
But our words can fully a destroy a country,
me, you or anyone!
10/3/2020
10:30pm PST
Written B: D. Collins 9/20/23
I have no mercy for dirty, grimy, or grunge.
Along with family, it applies to everyone.
I won't take kindly to being stabbed in the back.
I don't blindly launch a counterattack.
Every move is done with motive and intent.
Methodically bringing that problem to an end.
Someone moral and ethically grimy is my pet peeve.
And, for those type of people, I have no mercy.
It used to be a man killed only for his wife and kids.
But things are so bad we have to expand the list.
I would love to have that woman God wanted me to have.
And, with the griminess I've seen, you'd better watch your ass.
I sometimes attend meetings of our "Seniors for Peace" club at my retirement community. The vice president saw some of my poems in our paper, the Leisure World weekly, liked them, and reached out to me, and I wrote something for her. It remains to be seen whether they deem them suitable for the newsletter. In the meantime, I share them with you, lumped into one poem. I know that many of my kind, regular readers don't share my political beliefs, so I've put them in one place.
Consider a Cabinet Job
You say you'd like to improve your station,
but you're lacking a good education?
You're ethically challenged, been unfairly declined,
but you can ignore your conscience and be unkind.
Any part of the government, you'd gladly destroy
to make America great like a good girl or boy.
You can be loyal to anyone, as long as it pays,
as money's the only thing that matters, anyways.
Then, I suggest you consider a cabinet job,
be Czar of any domain and destroy it - no prob!
Just make sure your term hasn't prematurely expired,
like, if you contradicted the "boss", and got fired.
The Death and Destruction Game
Death and destruction, play the lexical game,
Here's your introduction: though it's all the same,
always say, "terrorist" if it's the other guy.
If it's you, then "make the world safe" would apply.
Cruelty Does Not Impress
In a country, world, or a playground,
we may not like it, but nevertheless,
bullies can always be found.
For some, power and cruelty impress,
but our conscience knows what's wrong
as we resist those who would oppress.
It may be easier to follow along
behind he with loudest mouth or biggest stick,
but, it's compassion, makes us strong,
and thus, we say, "Not so quick -
we'll fight for peace and democracy -
brick by brick".
Foley Sound
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Part two
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Saying that the intent of the project was novel ;but the actaul programing was both morally and ethically wrong"
The Professor developed a mist that would cause ducks to run in circles and a fox chased it's tail until it became exhausted. He mentioned Superman and sought a sythetic kryptonite, it's beleived to be the loot missing since 2006. A fish mercahnt selling catfish at a market found the loot while delivering catfish to a custumer. "The Mardi Gras Christmas Show. Ordered the fish, when the guy went to deliver the fish, no one was home, but the door was open and a glowing rock was on the floor at the door. He picked up the stone and went on his way. They sent a prototype robot to retreive the stone and that's when all the Superhero showed up.
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Bosom friend’s bean feast.
Delightfully enjoying fun filled jamboree.
Graceful tall laddie appearing darkly menacing.
Sat bolt upright with his eyes bored into me.
My mind was still, yet fixed at his stare.
Just then I noticed something unfair!
He was holding his phone vertically,
Phone camera exactly facing me.
Nonplussed and not sure how to react!
Wasted no time, trotted up to him,
To see, what was on the screen.
Yes, there was something, which he slid hurriedly.
I wanted to, but could not snatch the phone.
Still I wanted him to know!
“Look when, in a public place,
Ethically one shouldn’t keep the phone in a way,
That the lady sitting right in front, gets into sceptical purvey!”
“It’s a democracy, how I keep it, is my choice!”
He oozed out the content of his brain.
“Yes, but the rights granted, carry along some responsibilities,
Your ethical impunity, my dear isn’t a synonym of democracy.”
I retaliated harshly!
And the feud ended with a simple “Sorry.”
But the question, that remains is,
“Is it not, an abuse of rights?”
“when we are right, why do we need to justify?”
Why can't we remain morally upright?
A word which resonates with new & old,
much talked, much hyped, bought & sold.
Some fear, some celebrate, never it fades,
Time & again, in one form or so it reverberates.
“KARMA” it is called, mere mortals know.
In numerous philosophies, it directs flow.
A universal principle of cause & effect
A person’s actions, connects & reflects.
Not in bounds of Sectarian thoughts,
Effectively shaping, belief ethical, behaviour moral, lays life plot.
Karma teaches- every action has consequences.
To lead life guided by our senses.
Doing good generates positive outcome,
Harmful leaves us suffering & numb.
Not to be confused as divine punishment,
But a natural moral law, a deterrent.
Past influences present; present actions shape future.
Motivation behind actions, we find our truest nurture.
Human with conscious choices, shapes own destiny,
Stop blaming fate, accept personal responsibility.
Grow in self-awareness, live ethically.
For a genuine desire to create harmony, live aesthetically.
The modern World must realize,
The seeds we sow today will shape tomorrow’s skies.
A popular saying holds true- what goes around, comes around.
In the echo of our choices, our future will be found.
Put words as you may,
Karma is here to stay.
A guiding principle of ethical living,
Is to rise each day with a heart worth giving!