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Take a walk in the park,
It’s the time for bonding;
It brings joy and gladness
To parent and offspring.
Take a walk in the park,
It’s a great chance to play;
A moment of laughter
To brighten the new day.
Take a walk in the park,
And you shall be amazed;
Up close and personal,
See lions face to face.
Take a walk in the park,
Let your mind understand;
Beasts are so important,
As they’ve roles in the land.
Take a walk in the park,
It’s not free and easy;
You must buy a ticket
From teller for entry.
Unload the stress and frets,
Leave worries in the dark;
Think of the grace as you
Take a walk in the park.
Choice greets poise
Elegant simplicity;
Free and easy
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Joy strokes fine cheer
Love speaks clear;
With you my dear
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Quick getaway
Trip for two;
Bali moments
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Vacation trek
Precious moments;
Mountain scenery
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Poolside banter
Rest and relax;
Catchup on reading
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Sensory meal times
Extravagant spread;
So much to share
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Treats for two
Explore lazy daze;
Bali glimpses
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Spaces in-between
Wind in the breeze;
Paradise echoes
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Rural and rustic
This island frolic;
Magic moments call
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Mountain trip
Climb to the top;
Hide-and-Seek sun!
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Leon Enriquez
16 December 2015
Singapore
We live our lives so free and easy
not thinking for a moment all we hear
stop for a moment think what you've heard
even in past 24 hours so much so near
Our minds taking into our thoughts
so much dirt and damaging stuff
we need a cleansing filter there
to make a stop, say that's enough!
Why do we drink this poison easily?
can't it be seen in the glass?
surely it's clear, your eyes to see
we really listen to too much gas
Why don't we turn it off at source?
take no chances again anymore
the effects makes us feel sick
just get up out the exit door
Poisoning our mind from a glass
never should it touch our lips
knowledge increased to cut it off
be clean be spotless on your trips
("We drink the poison our minds pour for us and wonder why we feel so sick.")
- Atticus (Philosopher)
This event happened last year, last fall, right before school began.
Summer talk has stopped sigh - free and easy days, parties and beach trips are over. Now attention turns to the fall and the start of school and the “2019 Social Season.”
Fall begins tonight with a social (a very formal dress party) and the night ahead looms long - these are the events that, for some reason, my siblings live for - *shaking head* - I hate them.
The British would've held this party in a garden - when they ruled the world - but we're modern man - we get the St Regis.
My two best friends aren't here tonight so I'm stuck with my "peers" - the extravagant children of rich houses - those seekers of happy times drunk with an absence of accountability - as they enjoy their metrical friendships and wander lost among forests of bad choices.
Have you ever seen people high on their own surface reflections? It's not a good look.
I see a new purse worth an economy car - honors at the feet of conceit - presented like erotica - let's all just drown in special privilege - "That'll cure racism" - I crack - to cow-like indifference.
Don't worry, my generation will save the planet - we got this.
My Thoughts On Freebies
Miracle Man
4/12/2022
Many have used some Government safety net as a way of life,
causing some to cultivate the attitude, better you pay, than me.
For self respect, exhaust all internal means of self support,
before reaching out to another seeking something free.
It isn’t always our lack of, that has caused our dilemma,
but in our choice of priorities that brings us harm.
The easy road shouldn’t be a life, from the sweat of others,
and the helping hand we seek, should be attached to our arm.
Many need help,
but too many take it because its free and easy,
taking pride in knowing how to work the system.
Tom
Intelligence, it seems, is very expensive.
It makes you work to gain advantage.
It makes you pay to find success.
It’s the law of supply and demand.
To learn, one must also be willing to lose.
The scarcity of human resources,
Even in a world of eight billion souls,
Requires that smart be given a price.
Whatever is gained in acquired intellect
Must be paid for in common currency.
It must be exchanged in honest trade
For worthless things like obsolete thought,
Small-minded prejudice, childish superstition,
And limiting, hidebound tradition.
One can never get something for nothing.
Everything needs to be earned.
Everything comes at a cost.
Everything. Everything, except dumb.
Dumb is free. Dumb is free and abundant.
Dumb is free and attractive.
Dumb is free and easy.
Free dumb. Free dumb all day long.
Free dumb through the night.
The supply of dumb never runs out.
Get your free dumb here, folks.
There’s plenty free dumb to go around.
Free dumb yourselves into
Thoughtless, trivial oblivion
While watching The Price is Right.
Ignorance is always in fashion
In the land of free dumb.
And though it costs us nothing,
We’ll ultimately pay with everything.
That’s just how the market works.
Special discount in aisle five.
Let free dumb ring!
Morning brief
Not much to say;
Touching aftermath
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Passing clouds
Candy floss chit-chat;
Without a word
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Lovers in the park
Saturday evening trysts;
Cheery revival
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Free-and-Easy
Way to go;
Redundant tour guide
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Aloha Hawaii
Polynesian fare;
Smiles surfing free
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Fly away now
Missionary quest;
Overseas homework
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Complains surge
No much change;
Wishful thinking
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Here and there
Notice the debris;
Broken spirits loiter
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Lost souls loiter
Shackled by fate;
Seemingly hopeless
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And when he died
So much sorrow;
Now an urban legend
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Sweet sexy swirl
Curves curl cute;
Vital statistics flaunt
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Children at play
Power struggles start;
Parent referees
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Leon Enriquez
18 May 2015
Singapore
Ah... how envious, those young, restless, and fecund...
Lucky young guys and gals
admission courtesy yours
truly finds small (medium)
poetaster at large rubicund
perhaps anonymous reader
lollygagging (cyber space)
while away leisure stunned
boot why such shock despite
old & decrepit peppy gunned
no longer doth comb when
god ole temptation beckoned.
Peak procreative years (mine) 4 foo
fighting excellent seamen amidst goo
(albeit sticky) nevertheless, envious
(guess) no matter libido truly extinct
flagellum equipped motile squirming
microscopic male reproductive cell.
Yes... inexplicable to yours truly why
upon waning hours of April seventh I
a run of the Mill (on the Floss) mellow
solitary, ja Democratic trumpeting guy
(donned with predilection to reflect his
nonestablishmentarian 20/ 20 hindsight)
every now and again prompted well nigh
ruminate, notate, incorporate...by and by
to experience fatherhood at least once
again though not a parent I feel gun shy
especially mine eyes seen glory... when
these out of sight myopic left and right
brown (not tubby cornea er anything)
aye shudder to think "camera-type eye"
cannot envision day of reckoning when...
hate making (figurative) spectacle (wry
ming poems impossible mission without
ability to see, but near future visualizes
optimism exaltant mood blind as bat cry
tears of joy (re:) gaining ability to delight
to sit and/or stand watching fresh paint dry
favorite pastime as coronavirus also known
(COVID-19) nifty and groovy innocuous eh
handy handy acronym establishing quite dye
hoe mite reputation when good times run dry
whetting appetite of ginned up entrepreneurs
meanwhile mayhem across globe goes awry
as medical practitioners nsync with scientists
pool their knowledge amidst race against time
aware every bloody seconds spells do or die,
puzzlement prevails felled others squeak by
with razor thin prognostication, not succumb
make miraculous recovery in a blink on the fly
instantaneous become asymptomatic odds defy
punishing fate inducing atheists beckoning sky
beseeching cosmic force allowing, enabling,
+ providing free and easy breathing of alveoli.
WHAT THEY SAY IT IS.
The fashion and law which euphemize every flaw
Is the reason for different notions.
He who's bald, grave authority is extolled,
The insolent is brave and bold,
The snuffler & bulbous-snouted are only suffering from cold,
The squint-eyed has a roving glance,
The cripple does not like to dance,
The ignoramus is taken ajar by wisdom
Which he can not fathom,
The shameless is daring,
The heavy buttocks is abundant blessing,
He who stays indoors is too busy
The madman goes for free and easy,
The hunchback passes for well-loaded
One who's not in love with beauty is blinded
To the lady, courtesy is to flatter
The one in who pleases the society is better
One who's constant in his trust, they take for 'simple, dull & dense'
Unlike righteousness, religion is nothing but pretence,
The medical scholar still in his final year
is called a doctor for his course of study, knowledge & flare,
The big-mouthed who's always railing is fearless,
He who has too many responsibilities at work, to his wife he care less,
A wife who does not break the rule is simply dull,
In naija, sport freaks are those who watch football,
A peacemaker and one who's forgiveable is too cool,
A virgin who's virtuous and holy is a fool;
SO IS THE NOTION AND MISCONCEPTION LIFE AMPLIFIES
And the image of the world filled with different lies.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright ©2009.
Bunches of sillies are attacking my brain
Trying to push the mushy stuff out
Gonna be a knock down drag 'em out affair
From the rooftops I wanna shout!
Have no idea which one I'm rooting for
Mushy stuff has been doing great
But you guys are clamouring for the sillies
So woe is me, I'm in a hell of a state
So free and easy, gonna let it all flow
Whichever takes over is fine
This poetry stuff sure can turn my crank
Puts zest in my big behind
Now there it goes, the sillies are winning
But the mushies aren't very far
Really love life, it's just clicking along
Like out for a drive in my car
The wind, the smell of the morning air
A hint of jasmine we capture
The absolute freedom of the open road
Nothing compares to this rapture
Seem to be rambling on quite a bit
Losing control of my thoughts
Sometimes even I don't understand me
Damn sillies are tying me in knots
But have no fear, I WILL persevere!
Things will sort themselves out
Clicking along as if everything's fine
Till the winner wins out by a snout
© Jack Ellison 2013