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Autumn In The Air - Hooray
Respite from punishing
heat wave - yay
which above line,
could "speak" volumes,
and be a stand alone poem
offering readers
a reprieve nsync
whence roasting, sultry,
and torpid unpleasant
weather since yesterday
boot such brevity,
would disallow
me to extemporize,
but more importantly today
this intrepid word
smith doth "say,"
he would never
wanna miss trodding,
the formerly (golden
in their heyday now sketchy),
sections of said roadway,
now where digital electronic
rustily hinged, abandoned,
and gated haunting quay
a throwback, when
private manned schooners
(shaped like a beer stein),
perhaps headed to Uruguay
could ply outlying
waters of cyberspace,
why... just yesterday
when my troubles
did not seem so far away
versus this present opportunity
to risk live and limb
(and Kong like wrath
of my reed ding fans)
while getting way
laid "traveling as
Wilburys soul survivor
foreign ancient groupie,"
the dangerous, derelict, and dicey
dubiously dotting dilapidated,
dark corners information
super high way,
thus yours truly
doth not heed,
but flaunts like some cray
zee (NOT RICH, NOR ASIAN),
but rather some gray
beard (grizzled), curmudgeon
figuratively gnarled, toothless,
and weatherbeaten lackaday
lay about good for nothing
mellow flew wuss depraved
('cept mebbe "robbing"
precious and special time
of some bachelor
farmer from Norway)
all the above
essentially wrote for naught
merely (as diversion) to comment,
how this September day wrought
ascent o' fought
(a scent oh aught) tum caught
me wear'n a corduroy
long sleeve shirt since...aye taut
a "FAKE" hungry
Grimm gimlet eyed trumpeting lout,
germane Don apprenticed
how to become cannibalizing
(without accountability) fuhrer,
(and lastly rendering enemies
into sweet tasting sauerkraut),
this while learning das dialect
(tickle) Matt speak,
(which took me a lifetime),
this preceding the
quirky invention of the umlaut!
Where is the anger! The rage! And the courage, I expected to see?
Why is everyone so complacent?
Evangelical Christians have endorsed a cheat, a liar, a bigot, and a misogynist
because he's pro-life, God will forgive the rest; hallelujah!
Democracy used to cannibalize democracy; please pass the head of state!
A cult has formed, like the Nazi Youth, who ogled Hitler with worshiping eyes.
Those in charge have stooped so low; that they bow down to this wannabee Fuhrer
with their brown noses prominently showing above their pasted-on smiles!
If you're part of this cult, reason can't save you! You'll die for this trickster!
Chanting NO COLLUSION, NO COLLUSION! Though you know, it isn't true.
As for the rest of you, it's time you woke up!
Wipe off those cynical grins and VOTE, like your voice matters
like your vote matters, like your freedom matters, and pray that they still do!
I'm neither a democrat nor a republican,
I can't stomach the hypocrisy of either party!
As a proud Canadian, I can only empathize with your problem,
but, I'm an impartial observer, immune to the fake news, you might say.
There's no defending this President!
But his Republican stooges, Fox news, and the evangelist elite do just that!
A con-man stole their integrity and bamboozled his way into the White House.
Now, like Russia's Putin, he wants to be king!
And he'll challenge and or change the constitution to make it so!
Where is your anger! Your rage! And your courage?
I hear some Americans praise him like he's the second coming!
And insisting his Presidency was prophesied in the pages of the bible.
In what wacky world is it even possible to venerate Donald Trump
as an instrument of God? Many are oblivious to the truth,
even when his narcissism and hyperbole are so blatantly obvious!
Once more, the human psyche's tapped and loyalty siphoned off
to advance the goals of one corrupt man.
In the words of Jesus, "Father, forgive them for they know not what they do!"
May God have mercy on our souls if he wins again!
(free Verse)
Mar.24, 2018
Marble Stars of David and Marble Crosses
75th Anniversary-D-Day
June 6, 1944
Gratitude to all soldiers who
died on D-Day.
Unless all nations had decided
to end Hitler's rule!
And nations were willing to call
evil for what it was,
The Fuhrer and his madmen
might still be in power now.
We compare our leaders to that
madman?
How utterly juvenile, shameful
and maddeningly futile.
You can see which group who is
dedicated to stopping total free
speech, or what we can see,
hear or read.
Hitler did the same.
Remember?
They beat people who were not
of the Third Reich thinking.
Killed not only Jews,but also
gypsies,Christians even Greek
Jews, too. And countless more.
Suppression is going on here,
and it sets my heart to sinking.
When will we stop harming others
for their beliefs or thinking?
D-Day gets almost zero attention
in America.
I was moved by the marble Stars
of David and marble crosses at
Normandy!
Where thousands died to save you
and me.
Yes, from all nations!
9,000 plus buried in hallowed
ground.
A number, far from small.
But, in those days, people did
understand:
If you do not have freedom to
be politically and religiously
free,
You don't have freedom at all.
No poem I ever write equals the
valor of a soldier.
Wear a uniform is San Francisco
hired protestors spit on you!
That shows me how precarious
our freedom is.
It comes with a price.
The price is your willingness to
stand for this country and not
allow it to be treated as a joke.
++In memory the greatest,who
not only fought but came back
and built this American nation.++
Mein Kampf is still very popular in a
certain part of the world.
Check where online! Gross!
June 6, 2019
Noon PST
when Bobby Messiah
the new kid next door
asked if I wanted to see his
Silly Putty **** collection
I know we were on the same page
It was hidden in an old transistor radio
of red plastic with a silver speaker grid
in the shape of a human foot
marred and curling on one corner
where something had pierced a hole in it
a suicide bullet from his ex-mom
Bobby said and I believed him
because Bobby was a natural born Fuhrer
a 10 year old Genghis Kahn
so opinionated he didn't even know
how he got his opinions
and I was a 9 year old breast feeder
I would have ridden the axle of a 20 wheeler
across the state line if he said it would
prove I wasn't a mud humping butt boy
it appeared to me a better bargain
to be anything than nothing.
I still hold the line on this position
even though I write from prison
with a new range of facial expressions
thanks to Bobby's sense of impropriety
and a pocket full of matches
and the result of legal malpractice
by my perfume counter mouthpiece
not finding the magic combo
told me I kept looking around too much
to be taken for an empty seat
wore a noose around my neck tendons
more times than a fish has scales
trying a little harder to separate
what is inside from what is outside
shuffling the index cards over and over
I will describe it further
this planet is an IQ test
the contained has changed
the shape of the container
it may be a 49-51 kind of world kid
but not everyone will clap and sing along
and as long as them brittle
mystic devil fire pickpockets
think they have their lips on the tuba
the free angels will sleep
with a gun in their shorts
for system redundancy's sake
From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon
Artist Portfolio: http://walteralter.site11.com/
November 6th 2018 - election day
Later today after
all votes get cast
post final countdown,
the winning candidates
ought to be known
way before break fast
cometh on the lanced
morrow (for champions),
nonetheless
my fingers and toes crossed,
that those donned diametrically
opposed to establishmentarian
(reed conservative
buttoned down
MAGA stalwarts) deemed
more dangerous than
beastie boys, or
foo fighting, Outkast
sans, these progressive forward
thinking Democratic activists
(purportedly threatening
gerrymandered territory,
where white Anglo Saxon
Protestant hegemony dominates
status quo regarding
dhow ting Thomas Nast
tee Donkeys as
hashtagged by Trump),
I pray these true
purring blue state
representatives clinch,
the majority to oust vast
Republican politicians cowed,
demeaned, and excoriated
for NOT fawning
prince supple lee,
nor paying expected
obeisance as mealy
mouth sycophants, that she
push hilly accede toward
belligerent, execrable,
and incriminating, nee
Machiavellian hot headed,
quasi coiffed,
donned, and puffed que
hair raising bully,
whose vindictive
uber lyft tartly tinged
tongue lashing,
they risk acerbic
punitive un re
lent ting vitriol stemming
from recalcitrance determined
by the fuhrer wannabe
wool shear lee be silenced
unless that bigoted,
"FAKE" man hat
tinned unabashed, unhinged,
and unruly
villainous president we
the village people nominated
to bulldoze zee
American free
dumbs, now made irrelevant!
They tell us to be fanatical at all cost even if it means all of German life will be
lost, i look back on the early days when the talk of war was still a haze believe
they said always believe in the fuhrer he commands we follow now it seems
those words were hollow.
Now I sit here facing death with great sorrow I guess it's my fault I signed my life
over to the SS with out a thought but we were the master race the very best
Hitler's SS with his will we were blessed. What went wrong national socialism was
so very strong Himmler would say to us only in nazism and the Nazi SS would
fortune give us freedom or should I not blame my self or the nazis but the
common enemy international Jewry, which I guess is now were I make my death
bed the Reich is in ruin the fuhrer is dead the symbol of the SS our figure head
chose to abandon us instead.
I guess there is nothing left but I'll be damned if I fight till the death no longer will I
blame another now I'll try and return home and find my mother and little brother
god willing they survived this holocaust of lies. Speaking of holocaust yes it true
the nightmare the Jews encountered was because of us the SS it was the fuhrers
will and some consider it a thrill the rest of us found it extremely ill to kill innocent
folk but they were Jews.
I guess I don't have to explain it to you I felt compelled to write this poem in
hopes that one day the world will see we weren't all sadist just brainwashed by
the promise of paradise to any one would sound nice. It's over any way nazism is
gone washed away I stand here before you a simple man who got caught up in a
awful murderous plan man's darkest hour that gave him so much power.
Cole Hodson
copyright (C) 2006
Oct. 23, around nine o'clock, GOP's special action commanding office: Dozens of "rock-ribbed" Reps arrived on and off to attend a briefing held by their hauptman Mutt Gaets, a Florida Trumpery henchman who's revived and led the sturmabteilung. Gaets gave meagre informations and instructions about the imminent action, while spent excessive length and strength on his pep-talk:~~~~~the Dems are planning the deepest, the dirtiest yet the dumbest subversive travesty against unser fuhrer~~~~~~
Hails rising up from the crowd: Vive unser fuhrer!~~~
Gates went on: As the legendary cross-century storm troopers, we've always been possessed with a solemn sense of mission. Here's the timeless zeitgeist trinity of storm troopers: unswerving loyalty to fuhre, indomitable perseverence for party's pursuits, unsurpassable strength of iron fist . We're determined to carry forward such zeitgeist throughout the fulfillment of all our glorious goals as it has firmly been our unfailing tenet. Presently, what we're about to do is to detroy their plot in a blitz. However, unlike the old generations who only fought on the street, we directly strike home------raid their headquarter, ransack their SCIF and ride our roughshods over their rotten bodies!
Hails roaring over the crowd: Hurrah! Hurray!~~~ storm their~~~slit'em~~~ slay'em~~~slay their ~~~
Gaets:~~~~~~
The crowd~~~~~
Gaets:SLOGAN for this action:
We are the fuhrer's new century storm trooper,
before us anyone except him must stand a stooper.
Storm the Dems in a jiff,
sink the SCIF, then skin Schiff,
sling back tightly locked and cooped Laura Cooper.
The crowd:Storm the Dems in a jiff, sink SCIF, skin Schiff~~~~~~
Gates:~~~~~~
The crowd~~~~~~
Gates: Ready? Ok! Let's go!
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Hitler was running for his life he was near the depression in the road the sound
of falling bombs was deafening He was like an animal now sure that he was
about to be destroyed and that is what happened in our lifeline but there is a
Watcher. He stepped out of the clouds like a JESUS. He touched Hitler on the
sleeve and Hitler paused. His narrow eye was scanning the Watcher. WHO what
how Hitler was monosyllabic. Eye am an alien from your Future
CharlaxAndroidOneSeven. Eye am the Watcher sent to save you. Do you want to
live in a different timeline Adolf? Yes the Fuhrer nodded. State & Party Leader
Hitler Führer was the title granted by Chancellor Hitler to himself by the Enabling
Law which gave him supreme power in the German Reichstag (Parliament), as
part of the process of Gleichschaltung, following the death of the last
Reichspräsident of the Weimar Republic, Paul von Hindenburg, on August 2,
1934. The new position, fully named Führer und Reichskanzler (Leader and
Chancellor of the (Third) Reich), unified the offices of State/Party leader
(Germany becoming a one-party state at this point) and Chancellor, formally
making Hitler Germany's Head of State as well as Head of Government
respectively; and, in practice, the Dictator of the Nazi Third Reich.
Nazi Germany cultivated the Führerprinzip (leader principle), and Hitler was
generally known as just der Führer ("the Leader"). One of the Nazis' most-
repeated political slogans was ''Ein Volk, Ein Reich, Ein Führer' - 'One People,
One Empire, One Leader'. See Part Two now see eh???
On a runup to the past,
lightning lies are striking fast
Speak a little Fuhrer con,
Dollar sanction appease a wannabe Stalin
In the Big Ivory House,
every hussy dictator is welcome
But the Constitution’s first wife ain’t:
Billie O’Righty,
big bloomer free speech suffragette woman,
can’t issue flap on the clothes rap line
with open air liberty
Oh, sista “Hildy”
why can’t you talk like a first wife oughta,
Heard tell
your churlish hubby say,
his hired guns had 2.0 Guccifer bought ya
These be the Apprentice blitzkrieg days
of an American Idol whore wife
Democracy got ruble bought and pimp sold
Soviet shackled in an Oval boudoir war room ...
so, so soul Siberian gulag cold
Blitzkrieg days
be an atomic blast from the past
Aryan hydra-gen purity
filtered thru a Prussian fusion glass
Adolph the Fuhrer ways,
backsliding American trailer trash
Trumpet the **** politics
to the lewd base voter voyeurs,
who don’t shed any amoral tears
Them that love to hear the outlandish lies
being Babel tower sown
Those that bathe in the blood of the false cries;
their Wall crawling, long-nose daddy,
they won’t ever dare disown
Now trapped in a web of covetous deceit,
domestic terrorism homegrown
Ugly American ducklings
be globally cocooned in an isolation quarantine zone
Lovers of the last blitzkrieg days,
this Fourth Reich kingdom will fall just as fast
Much to your toppled pride dismay
Show me what eye must do now? Just believe in Jesus and see the miracle of
life. Eye took Hitler in the air with me flying is not hard when made of Titanium
steel and brass rod. There is a small town in Arkansas and eye took the Fuhrer
there and placed him with a Family the woman and the boys. He lived there until
1963 and was buried in the cemetery south of town near Morrilton and the five
mile creek. The grave stone says Milton Stone upon it and Mrs. Stone was never
home she always worked three shifts at the cotton gin to make a house into a
home for her boys and her strang guest. Eye chose to call him Milton Stone. He
sat most days upon the porch and rocked there back and forth like any self
appointed guardian of boys. He was so thankful to escape the Air Patrol. The bits
and pieces of the parts of Hitler that they found was only just a long stray dog eye
found and let him follow me into the pit the bombers hit the android eye was
rocked a bit and the poor stray looked up at me in wounded horror but the teeth
looked enough like the Hitler to fool the German Officers. Jesus saves one hard
hearted android and the Fuhrer from a early grave. Adolf Hitler is Born - April 20,
1889 Milton Stone was buried April 20, 1965. He stared hard at me one day when
eye rode down the highway in a car in my human form he did not wave but he
knew that it was eye. He was full of lemonade and fish the day he died he was
76.