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AHH! Sum of freshly bake,
sugar caked;
hollowed out;
cookie shell so meaningful
like a dictionary words flourished
might as well make a wish;
so intense is this… recycled
oh, a strip of paper with a wish
placed inside a cookie piece
I dreamed I was in an oven;
On a cookie sheet
A mental tray, I’d discovered so meaningful
An evil witch was baking things
And on her hand she had rings
And in her oven of baking things
I discovered I was a cookie
oh, a strip of paper with a wish
placed inside a cookie piece
And when she opened me up
I turned out to be a fortune cookie
She screamed out, lookie, lookie
I winked at her, instead of being scared It’s hilarious
And I screamed and yelled
I rebuked her and said
Not this day ocean spray
So I prayed
oh, a strip of paper with a wish
placed inside a cookie piece
Not in numerology 1,2,3
God has made me
4,5,6
Guess what I’ve got deliverance
So my wish was/is
That she opened me up
A cookie
And I’d witness to her
Bout salvation
oh, a strip of paper with a wish
placed inside a cookie piece
To deter her unholy cravings
And serving demons garbage
Guess WHAT
Whom am I to judge
Everyone sometimes has a grudge
And whom am I to judge
oh, a strip of paper with a wish
placed inside a cookie piece
Step back witness, pray, embrace walk away in love
Every fortune cookie opened comes true.
Then I woke up
granted every wish every cookie on the cookie dish
but yet my wish is not the fortune cookie
but the creator of the creations
HUH!
2/6/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2020©
FEBRUARY 4, 2020 NOW GROUP EXERCISES
Omaha (NOW) Group
I have tracked my New Year's Resolutions
over the years these are my fantastic results.
Resolution One
2011: I will try to be more attentive to Lauren.
2012: I will pay more attention to what's her name...ah...Lori...I know I'm close.
2013: I will try for reconciliation with Lo.
2014: I will try to be more attentive to Carol.
Resolution Two
2011: I will walk 35,000 steps a day this year.
2012: I will definitely start my walking routine this year at 10,000 steps a day.
2013: I will walk once a week.
2014: I will try to drive past a gym at least once a week.
Resolution Three
2008: I will not stare at women's cleavage .
2009: I will cut down the amount of time I stare at women's cleavage.
2010: I will stop being so obvious when I stare at women's cleavage.
2011: I will attempt to stop getting caught staring at women's cleavage.
2012: I will stop increasing the time I spend staring at women's cleavage.
2013: I will seek professional help as directed by the courts.
2014: I will try to stop starring at the female prison guards cleavage.
Resolution Four
2011: I will not let my siblings push me around.
2012: I will stick up for myself with at least one of my siblings.
2013: I will not let my siblings bullying depress me.
2014: I will talk to Dr. Potter and the group about my siblings.
Resolution Five
2008: I will read Clarissa this year all 1534 pages.
2009: I did not read Clarissa I will read Varney The Vampire all 866 pages.
2010: I will read the first 50 pages of Varney The Vampire this year.
2011: I will read some articles in the newspaper this year.
2012: I will try and finish the comics section this year.
2013: I will read one strip in the cartoon section this year.
2014: I will read the fortune cookie thingy the next time I have Chinese Food.
18~12~2014
Sponsor: Regina Riddle
Contest Name: New Year's Resolution
i wonder if my fortune cookie
was destined to be true
if everything it said to me
was something i could do
when i cracked it open
and possibilities arose
always being so proud
of the cookie i had chose
taking out the paper
and seeing what it read
i knew it sounded crazy
so i kept it in my head
i am just so fortunate
i cooked up quite a scheme
and nobody will know
exactly what they mean
so they crack them open quickly
and rush for whats inside
slowly realizing
that ive filled them full of lies
curiuos how it happened
and what my cookie told
that it said i would be rich one day
because now i sell my own
A bitter bird, he tried to whack her,
went by the name, "The Green Wing Quacker".
His emotional problems were deep-rooted.
They caught this fowl fiend, flat-footed.
He was, in most ways, normal, I suppose,
but he had webs between his toes.
I'll tell you this guy was tough as nails,
eating innocent grubs and snails.
His brother was a Disney movie star,
but The Quacker never made it far.
What he had to say would raise your hair
when they strapped him to the electric chair.
Abject terror he would instill
with vociferations issued from his bill.
His vocabulary was relatively small,
but with just one word, he said it all.
He unnerved my hunting dog for sure.
Those ravings straightened up her fur.
I'll quote Green Wing as a matter of fact.
Children leave the room. He said, "Quack".
In some translations, when he was plucked,
and strapped in the fryer, he said, "I'm f**ked".
His brother, Donald, didn't even cry,
with his head in his hands, saying "why, why, why".
I'm outta couplets. I'm all done,
but you can write another one.
I'll go back to eating my Peking duck,
I bid you adieu and wish you luck.
It's well-known - Chinese food can't speak,
but this one-word fortune cookie made me freak.
Chairman Xi Jinping you seek a new geo-strategical order
Sick of the blame game burden and fake foreign news
Like viruses internet hacking sanctions and accusations
Spew a fault line of tsunamis and earth shattering quakes
Pacific surfers’ paradise and floods of Confucian proportions
‘The envious man grows lean at the success of his neighbour’
Unless you are ignorant of razor sharp obvious double edged swords
Dragons assert to be peaceful creatures or aggressive tormenters
Paradigms shift under the influence of stark power and retaliation
Who threw the first stone anyway and was it a gem or merely a pebble
We all bleed the same red blood when we sigh our ultimate breath
Rise to challenge before everything goes up into terminal smoke
‘Before you embark on a journey of revenge dig two graves’
Its the year of the Zodiac Rat that symbolizes current affairs
Inquisitive shrewd and resourceful and of dualistic acclaim
Yin and Yang cosmic energy and universal chaos contained
In one symbol of unity and the harmony of opposite claims
A fortune cookie of crossed chopsticks wishbones and ashes
‘We should feel sorrow but not sink under its oppression’
Manifestos ideologies belligerent strides’ clashing culture
Where right turns wrong opposition becomes commitment
An eye for a blind eye slap on the cheek a take on the chin
As the red sun sets over the Blue Chinese Sea it remains to
Be seen whether defense or aggression descends into void
‘Our greatest glory is not in ever falling but in rising every time’
Maybe Humpty Dumpty needs a stepladder next time around
Chairmen Xi are you the rampart or full of nuclear con-fusion
Please stand up to my challenge and listen to my riddle and verse
11th May 2020
The lines in quotation are words attributed to Confucius
Customary rites
For modern day marriage;
Ancient following
Spring cleaning
Ritual seizures fling;
Fatigue turns to mock
Describe your day
Okay To-Do List;
Unfinished business loiter
Silence speaks easy
Nothing need be said;
Stillness obeys
Fruit basket full
Spiced variety;
Fortune cookie message
Lucky numbers
Lottery stakes;
Win or lose big time!
Laughter lingers
Kitchen commotion;
Menu plan review
Washing dishes
Racking and stacking;
Maximize usage
Decide now
Not to decide when;
Tentative passage
Supermarket queue
Long and winding road;
Impatience at check-out
Telephone call:
Can you come?
Where and why prompts
Sad dreary day
Old friend gone;
Heavenly recall
Eulogy unheard
Nobody came;
Sorry aftermath
Sanguine moment
Melancholy greets;
Sorrow weeping
Leon Enriquez
29 June 2014
Singapore
Change of weather
Hot and cold intersect;
Sun and rain dance
~~~~~~~~~
Sunburst sparkle
Sudden drizzle falls;
Rainbow concession
~~~~~~~~~
By this corner bench
I watch hurrying feet;
Tempo of workday
~~~~~~~~~
City dwellers each
Rushing everywhere;
Looking not seeing
~~~~~~~~~
Post Office queue
Special delivery;
Fresh currency notes
~~~~~~~~~
Chinese New Year festival
Feasting and Red Packets;
Auspicious money gifts
~~~~~~~~~
Here beyond stress
Calm resolution;
More on the way
~~~~~~~~~
Rest and relax
What's there to tax?
Sit with sure slack
~~~~~~~~~
All in good time
Change seeds plenty;
Fortune cookie delights
~~~~~~~~~
Food court offerings
Too much choice;
Unsure appetite
~~~~~~~~~
The moments stream
Insight comes late;
Throw of dice chance
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
05 February 2015
Singapore
Skip a planet down the line
Where the Martians play within our mind
For carry-outs just call ahead a month or two
However, rest assured that none would answer you
Earth she pulls us close, our living Mater
Not to fly away at once (a bona fide disaster)
Thus for most preventing by her grace
The death of self to the folly of foreign space
All defy the peace to redefine our self-determination
Strong enough to fly despite her gentle sway to stay
Greens all watch in abject horror sketching skyward
Unbelief as giant towers spewing fire accelerate
One way out - One way only
Return you skipping stones, the end like drowning
Go on ahead and fetch your fried-food order
A FLAMING STAR your final fortune cookie stamped
Funny how a sound can be so stirring,
so evocative of the past,
of a certain time and place in our lives.
Yet each time I hear the chimes, I am transported.
Once again, my youthful feet traverse the rickety
wooden floorboards of our local “Five and Dime”
buzzing past the coloring books and crayons,
ignoring the buttery invitation of fresh popped corn.
And my destination? It was the little corner,
way in the back.
Back there, I was a million miles away
There, I would find treasures from all over the world,
bright colors in every hue, shiny fabrics,
wooden boxes and my favorite, the wind chimes!
Of Asian design, they were constructed of red metal
rings from which scarlet silk strings dangled hand
painted glass panels. Each one was decorated with
lettering that I thought surely rivaled the proverbs
that I’d find in a fortune cookie!
The last detail was a tiny red tassel,
adorning the bottom of every delicate pane.
And as the perfume of popcorn dissipated, it was
replaced by the exotic aroma of incense from a
far away land. The glow of its burn warmed
the lap of a jade Buddha guarding the top shelf.
When saved pennies allowed the purchase
of my two dollar treasure, it became my
most cherished possession.
Whenever I hear wind chimes, I smell that incense,
I see those red tassels and I feel the breezes that
caressed my back porch and gently crafted
the delightful tune of a childhood memory.
8/20/18
Wind Chimes Poetry Contest
Edward Ibeh
They scheduled my wedding for Friday the Thirteenth
It was the only opening the scheduler had seen.
I said to my fiancé: I can't go through with this
It's bad luck and bad karma, give you a farewell kiss.
My fiancé started crying, said my love wasn't real-
A bat flying out of my toilet shouldn't break the deal.
But my crystal sends vibrations, there wasn't a real choice
And my fortune cookie paper said, "live free and rejoice."
(chorus)
They say its superstition, its medieval, and it's sad
But I walked under a ladder, tripped over a black cat
A mirror cracked when I preened in front of the glass.
So on this marriage, sweetie pie, I have to take a pass.
So my fiancé took me to Sedona, where the energy vortex lies
I met a red rock oracle, where the green pines frame the skies
He told me I could break the superstitious ties that bind
I could marry my fiancé and I could ease my mind.
So now we've settled in New Mexico, by the hills of Santa Fe.
We've got thirteen kids, and I wish I'd run away.
I take care of them because my spouse has joined a cult
I'm scared to complain; the guru would take it as insult.
So every Friday the thirteenth I count unlucky stars
While thirteen little bicycles are scattered in the yard
So if you meet bad omens, friends, take some advice from me
Run to your Ferrari, push the pedal to ninety-three.