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I will sometimes be asked how it came about
that my children have one set of grandparents,
and I know just what you are thinking now,
but hear me out, an all of this will make sense.
I’m explaining this for one final time
to put all these blasted rumors to rest,
the odd position my family is in
did not come about due to incest!
It began when I, Armond Carruthers,
fell in love with a beautiful girl.
Her name is Denise, and she is my light
in this crazy and much-confused world.
See the two of us were high school sweethearts,
been together since our junior year,
managed to build something that could outlast
the blind passion of our teenage years.
But during our freshman year of college
we decided that we couldn’t wait,
maybe we were just a pair of young fools,
but we went ahead and set the date.
Now this is the point the story gets strange,
both of us were raised by one parent alone,
my father died in a car accident
when I was six, mom raised me on her own.
Denise’s mother was out of her life,
she cheated on her dad when Denise was four,
her father George did all the upbringing,
he gave her all of his hear and then more.
We were just nineteen when we got engaged,
her dad George was a fit forty-one,
my mother, Kristen, was just thirty-nine,
wanted to do something nice for her son.
She was us to focus on our studies,
and would gladly help plan the wedding,
that she and George would make things run smoothly,
we both thanked her, and let them do their thing.
They both must have seen something they liked,
though neither one of us realized it then,
they kept meeting up to ‘plan the wedding’
again...and again...and again…
All this time we just thought it was nice
that these future in-laws were getting along,
figured it would make holidays easy,
you can say we both read that one wrong.
Of course they did not tell us all this,
and the wedding was done in fine style,
neither realizing that for two months now
my mother knew that she was with child…
When three months later it became obvious,
both our parents sheepishly let us know,
to say we were stunned does not describe it,
but later to the courthouse we did go.
And as if this surprise wasn’t enough,
when my mind struggled to make some sense,
I received even more life-changing news,
my Denise was also now pregnant…
CONCLUDES IN PART II.
Soon, I must awake
From this deep, traumatized,
Deadly, dreary, doomed, dream
Of the devil and it's advocates
Afflicting my mind
Like a plague;
A ferocious flash flood
With a dubious proclamation:
Ah! the great mamba is gone?
An Iroko tree has fallen!
The wicked, cold, cruel,
Clamy, claws of death
Has stricken Los Angeles,
And the world
With a plague deadlier
Than Pharaoh's and his kinsmen
On the day of Passover
Momentarily, the dreary, deadly
Wings of darkness
Has overshadowed and blanketed
Los Angeles, eclipsing the brilliant,
Illuminating light which shone
Forty one years over the world
Stealing away our sobriety
The great mamba?
This must be a dream!
Soon, I must awake
From this dreary, doomed slumber
To the reality
That:
the great mamba is not dead!
He is peacefully sleeping
Twenty four seven with the lord
Death you goofed on this one
Kobe, just scored a three pointer
Against the cold, clamy, claws of death!
Rest in peace Kobe!
An ad campaign for many years
To sell Dos Equis beer
Employed a pitchman, who has now
Appeared to disappear.
They called him “The most interesting
Man in all the world,”
But now he’s been laid off and rumors
Naturally have swirled.
The truth, of course, is no surprise –
They’ve kicked him off the stage
For reasons very Hollywood –
In other words, his age.
The actor, in his seventies,
Has quickly been replaced
By someone forty-one, whose youth
The marketers embraced.
I guess you can’t be interesting
When your years advance,
So if offered a Dos Equis now,
I’d smile and say, “Fat chance!”
The Fourth’s the day for fireworks
And barbecues and beer,
But there’s another custom
That takes place but once a year:
The hot dog eating contest!
And the champs are all prepared,
While only those insane enough
To challenge will have dared.
The five-time winner, Joey Chestnut,
Weighing just 210,
Devoured sixty-eight last year
And wants to win again.
The female best contestant,
Soaking wet one hundred pounds,
Ate forty-one, complete with buns,
A number that astounds.
To watch them stuff their faces
Is a most amazing sight.
It’s silly, crazy and, to me,
Pure grossness at its height.
Yet people love to watch and cheer
To see who’ll wear the crown,
Though mostly they are hoping
Not all hot dogs will stay down.
The hot dog number I’ll consume
Today will add to zero,
But Coney Island soon will crown
The proud new hot dog hero!
Remember Pearl Harbor
Seventy-eight Years Ago
By Franklin Price
12/07/2019
Seventy-eight years ago,
At the rising of the sun
Came the day of infamy;
Our present times begun
The sleeping giant awakened,
To become the greatest power
Would take four years and many lives
To have our finest hour
A country made for freedom,
For each citizen to choose,
Stood up to be counted,
Still the biggest in the news
Unlike those whom we had beaten
Did not try to take it all
But fought to bring to others
What we knew was freedom's call
The path that then was chosen
Was an ego boosting way
The world's supposed to cling to
Every single word we say
When we're in disagreement
With the ways that others go
We try to force what works for us
All is better, that we know
We're not the be all or the end all
For any other foreign land
The government at present
Our own people cannot stand
Need to respond, as we did then
Yes, back in forty-one
Fight to win the war we're in
Or it's over and we're done
To my twin flame:
This is not a poem. You don't seem like
the poetic type.
I will keep this simple.
I love you, I have loved you, I will always
love you.
If you are married. If you are single. If you
are in the physical. If you are in spirit.
It truly is unconditional. Please trust it.
Our lives have been many, and have come
and gone.
I'm sure your dreams have told you, as
have mine.
Yet in every life here on earth, there is but
one moment when I can see and feel the
entire universe in all its love and
perfection.
Remember looking into my eyes those few
brief encounters we had?
Of course you do.
You spent more than ____ years
searching for what you saw in them.
I spent forty one.
It was the one moment in both our lives
when we actually felt the Oneness.
And we discovered who we were truly
meant to be.
So please stop running. Where would you
go?
I know it's scary. But I am here. I have
always been here. I will always be here.
We are eternal.
Let's get this right for once.
It is time to reunite, my love.
"At Skullduggery our aim is to make this fossil history available to everyone"
said the curator of a very prestigious wax museum, built in nineteen forty one
all of our replicas are cast from original pieces obtained from other museums
such as the Paris crystal skull, which is hidden in Paris behind the mausoleum
it was used in the action movie " Indiana Jones Kingdom of the Crystal skull"
I thought of my live Uncle Harrison Ford who is now seventy nine years old
how he dug for diamonds, dug for treasures and he always dug for gold
"the skull here as you can see, is a veritable nerdgasm, a craniophile beauty"
said the curator, as I thought of Georges Cuvier curator at Natural History
he studied Egyptian human skulls, owned a cabinet of skulls of aging glory
Some museums contain hominid skulls, replicas of apes and extinct ancestors
some own dry rattle bones from a distant era belonging to ancient dinosaurs
We at skulldugery aim to reproduce some of the finest looking skulls around
He took me into an old dusty cavern "shush" he whispers "don't make a sound"
"they are very sensitive to noise and they always know, when we're around .
October 14, 2021
Contest Name: Pick-A-Title, Vol 26 ( chose #2) Skullduggery
Sponsor Name: Edward Ibeh
December Seventh and the U.S.A.
By Franklin Price
12/07/2021
December seventh, forty-one
A day that lives in infamy
Had it not happened, as it did,
Where in the world, would we now be?
Was only four score years ago
We could no longer isolate
Became THE POWER of the earth
With destiny we made a date
Japan and the Axis powers
Forced us, the U.S.A., to fight
They woke up the sleeping giant
And since, we've never slept a night
For us the war began that day
To end, at last, in forty-five
Veterans, of it, still among us
Aging, a hundred, but alive
Are they proud of where we've traveled
Since the atomic bomb was dropped.
Or do they realize, as I,
That World War Two has never stopped?
We helped the whole world to rebuild
Could not retreat from all the fight
Communism now our enemy
It did not happen overnight
In the war they were our allies
Defending all against the foe
When the Axis was defeated
Became the enemy we know
Policing actions, came and went
Korean war, and Vietnam
The Cold War, so called, ended
We did not really give damn
Had to meddle in the Middle East
Bringing terror to our lives
Putin's Russia and Red China
Are both where the war still thrives
May not yet be full on combat
But the threat is in the way
Why can't we all just get along
In the World we're in today?
Can't we sit down at the table
And listen to the other side?
Our blue, third planet, from the sun
Is the only place to ride.
THE POWER on the planet Earth
Is still the good old U.S.A.
But it's slipping exponentially
And will soon be gone away
We're losing sight of who we are
Of who our founders said we'd be
We the people, are the government
Not those in Washington, we see.
Don't have our interests in their hearts
They'll take our freedoms all away
They'll defeat us from the inside
That's what I see for us today
It's not over 'til it's over
We can fight until it's done
We can help or we can hinder
To see again a rising sun
Age One to five,
diaper, t-shirt, panties, petticoat, dress, hair ribbon,
Six to ten
car coat, patent leather shoes, apron, white pedal pushers, ruffled top,
Eleven to fifteen
Liz blouse, go-go boots, faux leather jumper,
bellbottoms, polyester pantsuit,
Sixteen to twenty
shirt dress, blue jeans, two piece swimming suit,
dark gray coat with rabbit collar, diamond ring,
Twenty-one to Twenty-five
fancy lingerie, maternity top, short shorts, zigzag dress,
burgundy leather coat with white fox collar with matching fox hat,
Twenty-six to Thirty
suits with skirts, high heel shoes, pink ski coat with white faux fur collar, dressy dresses, sandals,
Thirty-one to Thirty-five
ruby ring, diamond necklace, opal ring, moonstone pendant, emerald ring,
Thirty-six to Forty
diamond cocktail ring, fancy turquoise bracelet, pearl earrings, slacks, Girl Scout leader uniform,
Forty-one to Forty-five
purses, floral scarves, sweat pants, diamond necklace, ruby ring,
Forty-six to Fifty
opal pendant shaped like a bear, silver strand necklace,
fancy tops with rhinestones, knitted hats, knitted scarves,
Fifty-one to Fifty-Five
handmade sweaters, one pair of blue jeans, jackets, tank tops, I love Grandma sweatshirt,
Fifty-six to Sixty
one piece swimming suits, fluffy socks, pajamas, fuzzy robes, elastic waist line pants,
Sixty-one to Sixty-five
hoodies, tennis shoes, fancy bag, one pair of blue jeans, pajamas
Sixty-six to Sixty-Eight
long sweater like we wore in the late sixties, bell bottom pants I found last year in a store, and paint clothes because I am an artist and when I am not writing poems, I am painting canvases.
For His forty-one years, he
thrilled us with his moves on the court.
For such a Life as this, no one wants to say goodbye.
This Champion is sadly gone. His child an aspiring
Second in his footsteps.
You wonder why a Life cut so short?
This is my tribute to a man know as Kobe.
I never saw you play, but I heard of your many triumphs.
Now you will play for my husband and sister to the place
you and your child are now going. You will always have
a place in our hearts and love in our minds.
It is not always fair when a life is cut short, But I am guessing
it is only natural in the grand skim of things when one
leaves us early they have met their destiny.
We have all your Championship tributes and videos that
will remind us of you. And like many in your category,
we will remember you.
Welcome to your Eternal Hall of Fame.
And my sincere condolences for your wife,
parents and three daughters.
So, Rest Well,
Be Well in Christ Jesus.