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All nine feet of green, moving through the reeds
Leaving around town strange packets of seeds
With a note, asking a curious deed
To till at night only, with utmost speed
Sunburn strips the magic, leaving just weeds
My Pa lectured it would never succeed
But having a number of mouths to feed
Under the moon, I planted what we'd need
For a crop to nourish, flower and breed
Townsfolk thought me foolish, would scoff and plead,
'Recover your senses; they're worthless beads!'
Yet they leapt by cresting heights to exceed
The sky's wide reach, blossoming a stampede
Of gold coins, rubies, and diamonds - indeed!
8/16/20
I make a cup of coffee, and bathe in its perfume
And add some chocolate cookies til my diet must resume
I pray the photographer doesn't see that I have gone food rogue
Cuz like he said, "Chubby chicks will never grace a page of Vogue."
I'm careful because my Chanel gown is white and never sold
In the kind of stores where I can shop, or any shop, I'm told
And very soon they'll call me back to set to vamp and pose
Hair perfectly coiffed, make-up en fleek and Louboutin on my toes!
"I've chipped a nail," I mumble and three stylists all jump
And while they're at it one applies some hairspray with a pump
A gorgeous man in best black tie approaches me and grins
"I am your partner for this shoot. Cheri, you are so THIN!"
He takes my hand and helps me up, I teeter on the heels
He holds me close and says he needs to take me for some meals.
He bends his face and parts his perfect lips to plant a kiss
But instead I feel a liquid spilling and wonder "What is this?"
Loud noises filter in my brain and break my daydream's hold
The liquid was my coffee spilled and sickeningly cold
I grab a paper towel to wipe it off my kitchen floor
But being nine months pregnant makes it hard to do, for sure.
I refocus on the noise I hear and realize it's my boys
Two-year-old triplets ready to trade a nap for toys.
I pass the hallway mirror, see my hair a mess, I'm round
Not the model from my dream, but it won't bring me down.
I walk into the boys' room and all three reach out to me
And the hugs and kisses given no French model could exceed
I love my boys, I love my life, even in a cheap stretch jean
But still and all, I did enjoy my lovely little daydream!
1/13/2017
THE PATHETIC AND DEMONIC
BEHAVIOR OF THOSE WHO AGREE
AND BELIEVE IN HATRED ,
ANAMOSITY AND VIOLENCE AGAINST
THOSE WHO DISAGREE WITH THEIR
PSYCHOTIC IDEOLOGIES THAT ARE
DESTROYING THE COUNTRY AND
THE WORLD WILL ULTIMATELY HAVE
TO FACE THEIR CREATOR AND STAND
TRIAL FOR THEIR BEHAVIOR AND CRIMES.
THEIR PUNISHMENT WILL EXCEED
THEIR EXPECTATIONS AND
IMAGINATION . THEIR EXPULSION
FROM THIS WORLD WILL GO BEYOND
THE LIMITS AND BARRIERS OF TIME
IT'S SELF AND THE UNIVERSE OF
CELESTIAL BEING AND THE UNIVERSE
IN WICH WE RESIDE.
ALL THAT WILL REMAIN FOR THOSE
WHO WORSHIP HATRED IS THEIR
OWN HATRED TOWARDS HATRED.
CHARLIE KIRK , MAY THE LORD
ALWAYS BE BY YOUR SIDE.
Michael E Harris
09102025
They (wife and children) are scared to see it,
As though Dinosaur made another writ;
Hearing its rudely vexatious squealing,
Each found corners feeling unappealing...!
To me it seemed a pet, like dog or cat,
Though I hated the way on wall it sat;
And when its number increased like sea-sands,
I knew I cannot chase them by my hands...!
Bad Omen - My kith and kin said firmly,
Destroy them lest they destroy you warmly;
Pesticides or parquet - anything works,
They are, often, mere mentally-ill berks...!
I could not decide; I have heard often,
They get soften and squeeze into coffin;
Make human body mingle with the earth,
Bring about resurrection and rebirth...!
I felt numb when one such fell on my head,
It causes illness within mind, they said;
I prepared myself: Lo! One day, two, three,
I could never find myself less than free...!
Keep peacock feathers in rooms; they will die;
Spray petrol; they will surely soon bid good-bye;
Why trouble, some said, Just naphthalene balls,
Smell of these any such realm overhauls...!
I could not, having tried, many great ways.
I thought, they are just God-given sun-rays;
That try to teach us humans something strange:-
Courage must exceed any mountain-range...???
23 October 2022
The American Library Association
implores cognoscenti tubby alert
impersonators, who
call themselves Ernie and Bert
took a page from Sesame Street Playbook
oft times accompanied
by a Soundcloud of dirt,
boot none other then Pigpen,
(who worked for Peanuts),
and pay-dirt, though
dismissed, cuz he did not exert
true grit, plus more seriously scandalous
sordid details suppressed kept from press,
(which scurrilous breach of conduct
involved said scallywag
violating more than flirt
discovered in prurient compromised activity,
where his skin flute encircled,
with an ambrosia girt
transgressions possibly affected
public television station benefactors,
and sterling reputation of bottom line, nor hurt
locker talk (albeit via exaggerated mainly
to make a profit sounding proper
sanctimonious Cliff (hanging) notes,
asper faux expected by
a "FAKE" trumping prophet,
sans motley crue comic
stripped of more'n
motion picture PG ratings,
hence future lurid, graphic,
banal, ampersand
(&) dressing room banter
muted, disallowed, and banned
so storied characters birthed by Charles Shulz,
(who passed away prior to near canned
aforementioned indiscretion debacle)
returning amidst fanfare hoopla
much as possible grand
jour "Making Peanuts Great Again" hand
diddly restoring full metal paperback jacketed
glory and apple pie order land
ding rebirth of cherished popular iconic
easy to digest bookworm feed
which unexpectedly, inadvertently,
and horrifyingly
brewed ferocious breed
on par with the Alaskan Bull Worm,
whereat armed guards
strategically stationed
at libraries entrances indeed
aware voracious young readers,
would pay no heed
to any obstacle, and such unstoppable
ravishing knowledge
hungry kids did exceed
capacity security details dashed away,
faster then Clifford
the big red dog speed!
(The following vignette barely resists collapsing into raw blurting.)
Ask my priest and he’ll tell you
I have a long-term boyfriend, whom
I’ve loved improperly for years.
He’s the custodian of my sin (my priest).
The church has its own language of fault.
He might not tell you, actually, priests have rules
- there are legalities aplenty - but he’s sure,
I’ve laid it before him (confession).
I outsource my gilt to professionals
- I’ve left my faults behind -
who wants to cary all of THAT around?
I have an unstable and somewhat elastic
belonging to the Holy Roman Catholic church,
but there are tethers of family that hold me
- one of the obligations of inherited identity -
and I find it convenient that my sins can be
formally acknowledged while socially invisible.
“You have an unrecognized attachment,” he’d said,
moral frameworks often expose their own inadequacies.
Alas, my morals sit uncomfortably behind my desires.
In my mind, I momentarily see a triangular road sign that reads,
“Warning: self-exposure: intimate realities may exceed dogmatic frameworks!”
“Say two Our Fathers, three Hail Mary, and one act of contrition - and in the future,” he said wincingly, “use your indoor blasphemy voice.”
Yeah, I frequently leave ‘Our Lady’ with scheduling issues.
I use an Apple Watch app to tally my penances (Counter for Watch - free).
He did complement me on my consistency and how politely I misbehave.
Still, despite my over-caffeinated, theatrical guilt and moral dissonance
- I’m clean. I keep my sins organized
- Heaven, here I come.
.
.
A song for this:
Stoney End by Laura Nyro
.
.
slang…
Priest = my authority figure/witness
Confession = is not absolution, it’s documentation
Our Lady = Notre Dame Cathedral
Wake up Nigeria whilst it is still day.
Your darkness thickens in the hot summer sun.
Wake up Nigeria from your spectators' fun.
Like a titan to the slaughter, your way
to financial hades might be certain.
Awake, or your future is uncertain.
Your teeming youth population languish
in persistent erosive social crimes.
Awake Nigeria from pain and anguish.
Your tragedies exceed your countless births.
Awake Nigeria, for these many deaths
reveal a corrupt weakened armed forces.
Awake Nigeria from your great slumber.
Your rank in the black world has been usurped.
Awake Nigeria, reclaim your number
one position by treading those courses
once trod, and never again to be stopped.
Awake Nigeria and discern the times.
Cease for good to be black gold dependent.
Freedom with far Freedom with | Order with less Order with far
less emphasis on less emphasis | emphasis on less emphasis
Order - on Order - | Freedom - on Freedom -
__________________ _______________ | ________________ ________________
F: Far-reaching Fundamental O: Opportunistic Onerous
R: Rectifications; Receptivity R: Responses Regulatory
E: Effectuating Expressly D: Diminishing Dogmas;
E: Evolving Empowering E: Empirical Emplacing
D: Determinants Diversity; R: Rights; Rules
O: Operability Optimizing L: Lessening Limiting
M: Maximizing Meritocratic E: Effective Equalitarianism;
L: Laissez-faire; Lifestyles; S: Subgroup Subverting
E: Exhorting Enhancing S: Sureties; Safeguards;
S: Superior Systemic F: Fostering Formalizing
S: Sensibilities; Subjectivism; R: Regimens Restrictions;
O: Obviating Operationalizing E: Eroding Engendering
R: Revisionism; Responsiveness; E: Egalitarianism; Exclusivity;
D: Demanding Developing D: Devaluing Demonizing
E: Expansive Eclectic O: Objective Oppositional
R: Resources. Representation. M: Messaging. Momentum.
___________________________
Above are these competing views
Of social construct ends
And choice is not to win or lose
But how they all should blend.
The truth is each is built into
The fabric of our days
Requiring that we must pursue
Sound, realistic ways.
Judicious blend is what we need
To keep us on due course -
With none promoted to exceed
And sanction our remorse.
Every earlobe ever pierced, minus non-pierced lobes, without exception
Quantified by head size, quality of piercings, and variety of earrings worn
Under ultraviolet light, utilizing reflective space, sound waves and distance
At appropriate intervals, measuring cut, clarity, carat, color and character
Totaling to a six figure sum, then divided by US bonds withdrawn from IRA
Increase the risk of screaming in agony, up to, but not more, than 50 decibels
On an operatic stage, bursting glass objects, as per fat lady singing, wherein
Numerical miscalculations of damage, therein, must be subtracted from the
Sum, so that all of said variables will not exceed the confusion of the bystander.
Written on 3/9/2016
This is a government office
Here everything goes by norms.
When you join as an officer
Or as a peon – a file is opened,
Yes, a file is opened.
You do not open a file,
It is opened for you in your name
And a number is given to the file i.e. to you
Now onward
All is in passive voice,
Then on wards, whatever follows
Is ‘as per norms’, Regulation, Rule
Set by some Macauly, the colonizer
Little over 2 centuries ago
You apply leave,
Whether causal or earned leave
Apply ‘as per norms’
Go on a tour -
Whether official or personal
Process through proper channel
And it is approved
As per norms
Norms should be followed,
Should never be violated
Inform when you marry
You may exceed the societal norm
when you woo some one
but inform beforehand your marriage
‘as per norm' when you get married
First thing you do when you come to know
You are conceived or father a child
intimate the office
as per norms
so that you get
The leave entitled to see your new one’s arrival
This is as per norms
or else your child will not get the benefits
as per norms.
Your pay is fixed
You are promoted
Even bypassing someone else
As per the norms.
Some one is dead
Or killed in an accident
Inform for action
As per norms
Anything – a sanction for a thousand to billion
As per the norms and
Approval of competent authority is issued
You are transferred - on public interest
Or your own request or insult on punishment
Everything as per norms
When you superannuate
You are relieved from services
As per the norms
So, your 30-40 years have all through been
As per norms
After 40 years of existence in a government office
Had made you a has been
And those invaluable years would not tell you
Or those who served with you
Were you useful, were you benefited?
Or happy, sad.
As per norms that couldn’t be found.
However, one thing was found
That too very firmly
You have acquired heavy salt and pressure in the blood
And you are very sweet with high blood sugar.
This is not as per norms of your age.