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Your smile shines~
as the early effulgence enshrouds
upon wisteria water
echoing ephemeral embraces
on tenebrous turquoise trees
that bear your name.
Your laughters linger~
upon the emerald leaves
that radiate a lilac shade
as the sun goes up
like your eyes that sparkle a hue
transforming into Caribbean blue
on the first glance
of a sweet romance.
Your song soars~
entwined in ethereal ensemble
above each passing cloud
where etched elegies echo
a lost and found love.
That magical morning scene
of enchanted garden near Giverny
unveils a dream I keep
in wild willows lilac leaves
where my story dwells in silence .
The shy sky behind them~
wishes to kiss the gleaming water
where silent sanctuaries are sheathed
upon the indigo shadow,
accentuated by fine chiaroscuro
embracing purple petals
that whisper through silent water
where lofty love story dwells~
perpetuated by each sunrise.
In the world of control..The scheme goes like
This..theres always a 'HIGHLIGHT' on what
You might miss? What might be taken.? What
You can save.? In 2020 the theme was really
Hard played.' You might loose your life? Or
Your standing with friends.' It was first to the
Lifeboats ' Do you remember 'the trends?'
What might you loose? Well some took a
Chance.' First we lost all the shallow folk yet
Others stood fast.' We lost out on the loans
That must be paid back.' On the various poisons, yet have no sense of a lack.' We lost
Fear of some un-known; and invisible things?
Some accepted Jesus, and lost all the old sin,
Death got lost also.' And looking around! Considering all
Of the loosing, I'm amazed at what was found.!!
Azure tongues lick sandy shores,
erasing steps, lovers trod.
And forgotten footprints fade,
while cascading waves applaud.
From a golden horizon,
sunbeams gild the edge of night.
And white clouds cluster below
a rising moon's saffron light.
But beauty goes unnoticed,
for passion has fled the scene.
And concealed behind despair,
love can no longer be seen.
Doubt has reared its ugly head,
destroying hope, yet again.
And two hearts split asunder;
letting anger mask their pain.
Forever-dreams unravel,
like they weren't meant to be.
And two lovers walk away;
their tears, absorbed by the sea.
Watching time passing by
The suns flying across the sky
Getting lost in the yesterday
Get old quick that way
Staying too long in the past
Time was not meant to last
Why it goes so fast
Failing to move on to today
Get lost that way
Lose sight of who you are
Times the scar
This is true
Stay there to long time starts coming for you
Before you know
Time starts to show
Where did it go
Passed on by
To late to cry
Missed every single today,
they are now the past
See ,went by so fast
Yesterday
Can not go on that way
Tomorrow never does come
To some
That is where I am from
These words so dumb
"I love my teacher."
"I have a great teacher."
"My teacher is super."
"My teacher's so cool."
These words are music to a teacher's ears,
Exactly what parents and administrators want to hear.
Yet what do they mean? How are they earned?
Are they related to learning? Or are we unconcerned?
"My teacher gives us tons of extra recess every day."
"Mine lets us cheat on quizzes and not make us pay."
"My teacher accepts papers copied from the Internet."
"Mine goes to casinos at nights and places big-money bets!"
Back in the day, teachers were strict.
We got away with nothing; they knew all our tricks.
And the classroom was quieter than a night in Grant's tomb;
They really knew how to keep order in a room.
The homework was ample, not one or two samples,
And the next day we had to solve all her examples.
Her quizzes and tests required voluminous reading,
And woe to the poor student whom she caught cheating!
We truly hated our teachers; we hated their guts.
We threw darts at their pictures and that kind of stuff.
Yet later in life we could hold an intelligent conversation.
And write a clear report, full of fact-based innovation.
We could dissect a frog; comprehend the periodic table;
Parse a sentence, and make a speech about Hamlet or Cain and Abel.
So next time your kid tells you, "My teacher's so cool."
Ask next what he or she's learning in school!
aliens helped the Nazi's when Nazi's went to war
they gave them these advances never seen before
conspiracies are interesting don't last if a bore
lasting when the facts match up and when they are ignored
if Aliens helped the Nazi's then this theory has a flaw
stupidity most ridiculous...... the Nazi's lost the war!!!!
and since the war was lost the Nazi's are no more
the fact is that the Nazi's were psychos to the core
and everything advances when great power goes to war
Germany, Russia, the States and Britain were the biggest 4
and Hitler was a maniac who only had one ball
if he had had a second one he wouldn't want to brawl
Aliens were not involved you simple drunken fool
From ground zero, the shocking ripples reverberate!
From the heart of a nation, the cry still goes out,
And continues on with unabated tears.
The healing begins with mournful sobs and angry shouts.
Who is to blame for this heinous sin?
Who can stop the swelling pain?
Look in the mirror, then cover it black.
We are all to blame for this murderous act.
We, who spend only a fraction of our day
With those closest to our hearts,
We are to blame for their wayward paths.
We didn't see it coming...didn't see it start.
We didn't care enough to ask the hardest questions
Or force the toughest issues, to pull tightly on the reins.
We didn't once think about their future or their pain.
Now it's too late for Fifteen to ever smile again.
But it's not too late for those of us left behind in the wake,
Not too late for us to change; to ask the questions,
Or demand of ourselves a new commitment,
To give our children a new day; hope filled suggestions.
Look into the sacred eyes of your children
Look into their hearts with a new understanding.
It does take a village to raise your child.
But, it all starts with your decision to be present and demanding.
Plan to be there for them, no matter what!
Never give them up to a harsh and hopeless world.
Every day, every minute...stop thinking only of yourself.
Emerse your heart into the life of your boys and your girls.
Out from ground zero, Columbine's Fifteen
Will not have died in vain, if they have made us see
The need for total commitment in the shaping of young lives;
Young lives that are our future. It lies in our children's eyes.
Look closely, look deeply. Do not turn away.
Copyright Chula Fleming April 20, 1999
There is a sad, that comes from seeing
Beyond the weary tears, the faded silence
Into the heart of one who knows…
There is dread, flavored in cold – bitterness
Pieced together with threads of doubt,
Stories in quiet tones of despair, disrupted
By the heavy hand of darkness, the shadows
Ripping through the hesitant peace,
Revealing the naked wind of horrifying tears,
Tears ripped from the flesh, one trembling bead
At a time…
There is a sad, that is alive in those who don’t grieve
Yet the grief silences their voice throughout all time,
With a quiet that never quite stills the fears,
The dread, the doubt, the dismal desperation
Coming apart at the seams, or the little lessons
All about remembering how it feels to care, to believe
Remembering how it feels to just feel something
More than the nagging ache of uncertainty
There is a sad, that comes from the lack of a tear
The sad that bleeds from wounds no one ever sees
Wounds carved out by knives of cruelty and craziness
Collected in the bloody hearts of those who can’t see
Even when they let go, they refuse to let go of the grief
That grief that is like a stone, hung around their soul
Weighting them down with a distant knowing…
Wherever life takes them, wherever they go
There is a sad that goes along, waiting the moment
When they’ll tear away the husk and see beyond the shell
A feeling that will startle their very bones,
Like a living hell… this is a sad that never forgets
Among the shadows of regret, there is a darkness
Black as black and just as dreadful as the fear that says
Time must end and then He will send…
The saddest among us… to a home where there is no more
Sadness, no more fear, no more tears
The sad will forever say… thanks to Jesus, there is a way
Out of the pain, the dread, the shame
There is a love that cures all the doubts that came
There is a light that shines through the darkest night
There is a hope that no sadness can ever come…
To that home where Jesus provides for all
A joy unspeakable, a love that we’ll keep
Forever and always, eternally – we will not weep
Slavery is not the end of atrocities
Suffered by minority communities
The every day systematic sway
Of bricks piled against you like
A wall of pain
So many bricks
The millions murdered for simply being
Who they were born to be black brown red
But of these I speak of what I know firsthand
The professional personal political assassination
of the collective black character is so deep
It is astonishing ingrained and denied to be a thing
For instance because there was a black president
In this racist country people say there you have equality
Nope
A system built on the back of blacks
That promotes hate of anything black
Saving a few teachers pets
Does not save the souls of those
Still being oppressed stressed and put to death
Schools are the battleground as well
We are not even teaching the truth freely
Jim Crow is alive and well look it up
The systems of government are used and abused
To keep people from getting the American Dream
The poor displaced and disgraced
Taxed to the max
While the rich enjoy perks less tax relax
When I walk in a store I am sized up and categorized
followed by security I may get service
But only if I look affluent enough and
Sometimes not even then
Depending on the store and area
When my brother walks down the street
Do you clutch your purse
No really
If he doesn’t style himself just so
Is he perceived as less than
When he goes to the bank for a loan
How often will he be denied
Or unfairly penalized
It’s deeper than slavery
We are still here suffering despite being
Called American we are treated
Not even as well as foreigners
Who seek asylum
Where is that for the brown red black people
It’s not being able to fairly compete for jobs
When corporate snobs want degrees and experience
But how do you get one before the other
When you don’t qualify for loans
Or go in so much debt for college
That the dream is deferred
Or you get the job but the pay
Is poor because you can’t afford the degree
Never mind you are doing the job perfectly
So you must get multiple jobs to eat
I’m so sick of saying that marginalized
Systematic racism in America is more than what happened then it is what is happening today now
And by the looks of it what the future holds
As the systems of old have not been replaced!
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