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Full of fascination, awe, and strange mystery,
a legend from some languishing law history…
He cracked open the case to see if credible,
when tastes for each other turned to the edible.
Valuing not vast wives' tales, but the actual,
rooting into reports of repasts factual,
he did not dare to come across as cynical,
but as a doctor, singly sought the clinical.
The first foul-ups uncovered couched him curious;
the more he found, the more profoundly furious.
Physician finding in the field of surgery
in fact, were all retracted due to perjury.
The "so-called" expert witnesses and analysts
were all paid off by one high-ranking panelist.
He was for hire in service of the royalty,
leveraged large sums to acquire their loyalty.
Thus, data was described with briefest brevity,
resulting in a certain royal's levity.
Infringements by the legal team were numerous,
seems not a single expert had a humerus.
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This tended towards the absurd... With all the alliteration, internal and end rhyme requirements, by the time all the boxes are checked, I'm not sure I even like what I ended up with, lol.
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The ship of dreams
Opulent surroundings
Fancy bed linens
Luxurious dinner plates and tablecloths
Gleaming virginal utensils
Dazzling crystal chandeliers
Polished walnut woodwork
Gold gilded fireplaces
Wardrobes ready for furs and dresses
An experienced captain
Eager staff
Bustling activity
Musicians, artists, businessmen aboard
High ranking officials, wealthy industrialists, celebrities
Cruising flawlessly in clear blue sea
A haven and heaven during the day
Easy sleeping and dreaming in the evening
J.P. Morgan was disappointed to have to cancel at the last minute
Four glorious days of sailing
Around Midnight April 15th, 1912 the Titanic struck an iceberg
The chunk of devilry slashed a three-hundred-foot gash in the hull
Haphazard evacuation ensued
First lifeboat could have held sixty-five people
It left with twenty-eight
The dream ship broke in half after filling halfway up with water
In two hours fifteen hundred people died
The majority of them froze to death in the North Atlantic
Albert Francis Simmons; in Detroit, Michigan, was born,
His robustness, with intelligence, nature did adorn;
Though, worked as a high-ranking Secret Service official,
His moral sense became a matter so prejudicial...!
Burnt, like charcoal, by Jason Wynn, his service, commander,
As a price for his, lion-like, unwavering candor;
Visits the kingdom of hell; becomes a hellspawn therein,
He's sent, by devil Malebolgia to meet his kin...!
Forgetting his past forms, like a drunken ape, he wanders,
In search of identity, his zest and zeal he squanders;
Averse to going back to hell, he tries to find a goal,
Fighting like a lion, against evils, safeguards his soul...!
To remove social evils, like a crusader, he fought,
Criminals and the crooked under moral codes he brought;
Hunted by a fighter angel for the sake of a game,
Jason Wynn, the true fighter angel, soon he overcame...!
Attacked, as though an unknown beast, both by heaven and hell,
Heap, ambassador of the Green world, enraptures his spell;
Killing Malebolgia, over the hell gains control,
Changes hell into heaven, playing his reformer role...!!!
29 March 2023
Spawn Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
Rhymes Checked At: Rhyme Zone
Syllables Checked At: How Many Syllables
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GOD BLESS AMERICA
A lovely voluptuous oriental maid
Dark and beautiful her luscious mane
Strange dark eyes held a magnetic pull
Ivory skin gleamed from within
Fell for a high ranking man of God
Used and rebuked in disarray she collapsed
Hated by women and shamed by men
Vowed to gather her ever falling name
Proud she stood in all that dirt
Able and strong in her inner strength
A glorious transformation, rich and luxuriant
Gushed into the sunshine of freedom
Her marble coolness and hidden passions
Raised her status from a fallen woman
With kindness and an ever loving heart
This immortal flower in the world of sin
Wild and wilful, and abundantly sweet
A Goddess or Saint or a demon’s offspring
Proved the might of a woman scorched
By leading a life of her own creation
Leaving behind heartprints of kindness
And courage to stand alone and stop abuse
By-Tahera Mannan
For Constance La France’s ‘Tell Her Story’ contest
The powers that be, undefined, ruthless, opaque authority
Shapeless, bodiless, upstanding folk, coercing the majority
Overseeing applications, supplications, ensuring conformity
Specialists in quagmires, minefields, esoteric bureaucracy.
The powers that be, model citizens, high ranking royalty
Peerless above the law, protected from a droned society
Scratching each other’s back, freeloaders, freemasonry
Funny hand shakes, codes, wink wink nudge nudge faculty.
The powers that be, puppet masters, answering to nobody
Church going pagans, planted within god fearing laities
Penchants for young hookers, high class swinging orgies
Masters of the universe, demigods, self serving deities.
The powers that be, off the radar, shirking accountability
Magnates, judges, ministers, businessmen, your attorneys
The A listed, elite, endemic, prevalent, shrouded in mystery
Wrong side of these people, you’ll disappear no conspiracy
The powers that be, yet another victim, where’s Khashoggi,
Are his killers really in prison, more likely given new identity
Some ask too many questions, Maltese journalist Daphne,
Blown up in a car, getting too close, unsettling the fraternity
The powers that be, its not possible I’m losing it completely
Because I believe a certain ilk, walk amongst us with impunity
Live behind walled estates, big donations for political parties
In return, yes sir three bags full sir, here’s to your anonymity.
By
David kavanagh
She looked ancient when I knew her.
I knew no one who befriended her.
I knew no one who bothered her.
She was bold and fearless;
Annoying, but not disrespected.
It was duly noted by me that
My grandmother did not like her.
She was not a transient but a resident.
I never heard from where she came
Nor where she went when she left.
In our community were haters and lovers.
We were moral, immoral, and immortal.
We were drunkards and tetolers.
We were Christians, sinners, and hypocrites.
We were abusers, abused, and amusing.
We were gamblers, hard workers, and hustlers.
She was a first class high ranking 'Holy Roller'.
She was harmless but always alarming,
When we heard her shout, 'Holy!'.
The flicker of light green catches the corner of my eye
From clothing of leaves worn on the trees
With sun shining between the wooded shade
For a moment, I thought a spark of wisdom ignited
To solve life’s problems abound
But, there must be more than one voice
And censorship should not exist
Imagine some high ranking people restricting other’s speech?
Yet it happens in these days!
The wildlife speaks freely, bringing us comfort in songs
Coming from those flickering leaves
Where the breeze moves smoothly along
And I must say, our voice should flow too
Flickering, shining, on every bit of truth
We should never give in to silencing
Leaving us standing like bare trees with nothing to say!
Heidi Sands
6/7/21
Ad Hoc Ad Litem: CHAPTER 2
Reverse Psychology has no real true antonym, if so, it would be known as persuasive psychology which is nonsensical and the redundancy of the word psychology be removed. On the other hand, Reverse Psychology has been used time and again, throughout RECORDED history since the year 1 BC, when the serpent did that number on Eve, who did it on Adam.
1a] It was my Dad who said to Mom, I overheard on the phone, that they were up to something. Did Mom say good or bad? Did they ask you why we moved to the mainland? No, that you got a good job up here, that's all. Then they are asking son.
1b] Reverse psychology Dad used them, as I did higher learning courses during the computerless era of the mid-70s stuck in the library, tutored high schoolers all older than me, a third of which was my cousins--family alma mater. My benefit was a memorable life, except for my son's loss, I would not change anything else.
2] Reverse psychology benefited them--Hell yes! Some came to my graduation, all standing ovations and laughter being the only one left standing the longest recipient of scholarships. These high-ranking officials of the State of Hawaii, dignitaries all, shaking their hands with my proud parents, and no bowls of water to have them washed. Hawaii School Board was there, it was all too apparent. Those dignitaries shook my hands too, and went back to their well-secured political seats for the rest of their lifetimes. Their benefits were more than just seats, public buildings, parks, beaches, highways, and submarines, even our beloved Aloha State's largest airport is named after my biggest benefactor, who was also my graduation class commencement speaker, the Late Former Senator Daniel Inouye.
The devil worshippers' son, Albert Simmons,
the Image comic made him antihero Spawn,
became in the CIA a high-ranking officer,
and turned into a competent and cruel killer.
The ace conspirator Strinson succeeded
to burn him to death as he wanted,
and sent him to hell to perish permanently,
where the devil made him a Hellspawn instantly.
With the brutally burnt body in pain,
he eventually returned to earth alive again,
in the form of Violator, a demonic sentry,
with no knowledge of his previous identity.
He wandered in a state of disorientation weary
with the remnants of the aborted memory,
till the time he located Wanda, his lost wife,
who deserted him for a better life.
He was told his powers might get depleted,
and to hell he would return totally divested.
So, in order to perpetuate the strength he got,
for his daring life a new mission he sought.
He performed many antihero escapade actions,
demolished the demon’s domination.
As the society was suffering in the menacing times,
he vowed to fight the criminals of organized crimes.
In the long run, his abode was destroyed to rubble,
he survived, and as he recovered from the trouble,
heard God tell him, Wanda was trapped in hell.
He fought with the Satan and saved her, all was well.
He redeemed his love for her who saw heaven’s glory.
To keep alive her sweet memory,
Spawn persisted to protect the people by his might
from supernatural threats that he thought not right.
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April 27, 2023
Contest : Spawn Variants
Sponsored by : Robert James Liguori