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Flickering lights cast shadows on the crowd,
Each chasing hopes that slip through their hands.
Trains whistle past in endless circles,
Rushing toward visions that never stay.
I stand beneath a single blinking light,
Waiting quietly as the crowd fades away.
No need to follow fading tracks,
No rush to catch a train that disappears.
The platform empties, footsteps soften,
Only my shadow remains, still and calm.
Lights dim slowly until all is dark,
The station folds itself into silence.
Here, stillness holds me nowhere left to go.
One last train arrives, quiet and just for me.
A dream that stayed while I let the rest go.
In
Masonic tradition,
the pyramid represents wisdom
on the back of the dollar bill you see
an edifice with the tip of the pyramid detached,
a searching eye is in the tip of the detached pyramid
Our nation should ever be searching for the divine wisdom
that humanity needs, which will make the pyramid complete
seek wisdom and
lay dormant blind ignorance~
not curiousness
The U.K. announced another lockdown and Jack thought oh my golly
So he headed down to his local store , determined to fill his trolley
At the loo rolls aisle his face lit up, he grabbed fifty for himself
And with a mocking laugh and a grin, he cleared the entire shelf.
Next on his list was pasta shells , there was only ten bags left
An old lady begged him for just one bag but Jack left her bereft
He then made his way to the bread aisle, without the slightest care
Many people stood just watching him and all they could do was glare.
Fresh baked bread white, brown and seeded; they all smelt so good
And he made sure he grabbed them all before anyone else could
Shower gels and bars of soap, well you can never have enough
He went back for another trolley 'cos, he wanted lots more stuff.
The alcohol aisle was next, for some whiskey, wine and beers
And as he queued at the checkout to pay, there were some nasty jeers
He wheeled the trolleys to his car; he'd completed his shopping task
Then drove out of the car park and out the window threw his mask.
His car broke down halfway home and he tried to flag folks down
He wanted to get to the garage that was at, the other end of town
Jack swore under his breath muttering, why's this happening to me
As cars went whizzing past him he thought, how mean some folks can be.
Dedicated to all the panic buyers who think of no one else but themselves
Written 3rd November 2020.
Zoltar speaks “Someone will toast you tonight,
pretend to be surprised. The tides of fate will
steer you toward unexpected wonders. Keep
your eyes open for a twist in your tale.”
He is an animatronic fortune teller
Within the carnivals and circuses, a dweller
Anachronistic, rebelling in today’s mortality his drive
Something inside makes you think it’s alive
Gives off a creepy vibe boxed in, his temporary kingdom
A robot has its own agenda, and its false wisdom
Be careful what you wish for, it may come true,
Just not in the way you thought, granted in Zoltar’s view
You’ll never find him to play again, if you dare
To undo what’s done, the daylights out of you, he’ll scare
Creeper of dreams, terrifying themes from here on end
This is where the Anayalator comes in—the godsend
She fights not for the lust of conquest, but to end conquest
She fights to liberate us from demon bots, her quest
Ninja-manipulates reality, she’s advanced in ninjutsu
Beyond any limitations, water, fire, air, and earth she moves
Nullifier—from impure world reincarnates
Combining truth-seeking with her powerful crown of gems
She can nullify all conventional robot powers
Including regenerative cycles, invented every hour
Yin-Yang Release—Chakra manipulation of the universe
Spinning spiritual and physical charges of energy against hostile terse
Healer-Restorer of life, her golden rods of purest energy
Good bots for humanity are spared by the repairer of injury
EarthMothers
know we breathe in
a cooperative
domestic
micro-economy of sacred organic co-redemption,
Universal green ecological salvation
uniting EarthTribes' co-empathic
healthy democratic wealth
for restoring win/win global EarthHealing
Empowering
enlightened restorying of non-violent communication
in-between all MotherEarth's polypathic Voices
investing in polymathic
cooperative health/wealth ego/eco-binary Choices.
EarthMothers also glow
with dispassion for monocultural invasions,
global extractions,
degenerations
Of robust
polyculturally resonant
multicultural health
indigenously sustaining multi-generational Here/Now wealth
of cumulative
synergetic
integral Wisdom
Of EarthMothers
anxiously aware
that this global climate pandemic
is an unnatural public
and privately unspiritual defiance
of an anthrosupremacist
monoculturing
invasive patrilinear weed patch
Of inhumane
anti-religious world views
rationalizing StraightWhiteMale privilege
over sleek and sexy entertainments,
Investments in satiated comforts,
alcohol clouded abuse,
addictive gambling on unhealthy risks
of depopulating Earth's humanity
And civility
and complexly felt compassion,
nonviolent communication
ReBirthing EarthJustice
restoring resiliently healthy
multiculturing wealth
of regenerations.
Trees of thickets display different attributes,
the commonness is the cool shade they spread,
and their branches cradle all the birds’ nests.
Flowers frame diverse shapes and colors,
the hidden nectar is the common essence.
All are beautiful, external definition they acquire.
The splendor of the dawning horizon we share,
and immerse in the universal gleam of twilight.
The enveloping air we breathe in equal freedom,
the nights fall with identical darkness on us,
from the stardust we get our fraction of silver.
We’re born equal, imposed definition we acquire.
Evolution drove the diversity in the living,
sculpted the different ethnic landscapes.
We’re not defined by languages and life styles,
our skin may be of different colors and hues,
but we’re all humans with crimson hearts
that pain in agony, rejoice in ecstasy, equally.
Divine essence configures the realm of our soul,
we're not defined by the contrived contours.
December 28, 2018
For Brian Strand's Contest : All Yours (March 3)
Find your voice and join the grassroots brigade
Bring your dendrite alleys
And your open mikes
Muses with love in their hearts get front row seats
Cheer loudly and for the competition with equal attitude
Everything is green and red, pink and yellow.
Seriously do not bring blacks and whites with judgements
Do not bring a stingy mind or a hardened limb
Listen with the innocence of a three-year-old child
Who has never heard so many words
Be ready to be in awe of each and every poet
But clap the loudest for yourself
Find your voice and come along bring a guitar
Be prepared to fall in love with your essence
And your character by opening your mind
And your heart, and giving everyone a chance to sing their truth
The right people
many started the journey
few made it at last
so many are we lost
along the way
cos they thought the
journey was so near
they never realized
that eternity was part
of the destination
the right people
many are called
but few heard the voice
of redemption
sadly they are not
does we know
nor adore so popular
most are common
found while the bleed
among the commoners
still they shine among
the many
the right people
many are sleeping
few are alive in a dark world
they sing for humanity
they live a sample of love
their message were nothing
else but peace
despite they look common
always among the commoners
they raise to shine
like a sun set to the world
the right people
the world got many troubles
but few solution
no wonder the good die young
when ignorance are many
among the many sleeping
in a cold world
no wonder the message of
life always come from the few
the right people
Your crown
By Michelle Morris
06/08/2023
Your crown is your own
It belongs to no one else
Do not give it up to them
Those who would bring you down
Not all who claim to be your friend
Are indeed friends true and pure
Sometimes they're more interested
In getting information to use against you
It seems completely incomprehensible
That people behave in this way
But try to remember that sometimes
They're feeling weak and insecure in themselves
People who have limitations
Will see your crown as a threat
They look into the mirror
And don't see their own crowns reflected
We can do our very best
To be compassionate and kind
Supportive and encouraging
Patient, loving and inspiring
But everything we do counts for zero
For people who can't embrace the light
They will use your generous nature
And take advantage of your kindness
Help them adjust their crowns
Set an example of how to live
And maybe you'll spark the light
That will bloom within their souls
We can be light and love
We can be hope and faith
We can make this world a better place
If we can our highest state embrace
For your crown is your own
And their crown is their own
We are all powerful and mighty
We are kings and queens, yet lowly
Humility and service are our path
Being warriors of light and healing
Leaders in this turbulent world
Inspiring and uplifting humanity
© Michelle Morris, 2023
Written By: D. Collins 6/9/20
In Memory of George Floyd.....
Now we breathe for you little brother, and take up your mantle.
And, we are in no mood in taking no for an answer.
You have carried the burden for so many of us.
Extracted humanity, and caused a global fuss.
This is just the beginning. Nowhere near the end.
By the time we are finished, you will have your revenge.
Most of us didn't know you, but man, what you have stirred.
A voice so loud, it has now engulfed the world.
Hypocrisy has been exposed, and can no longer hide.
And, for this to happen, you had to give your life.
If there was ever a martyr that actually followed through.
Don't you worry little brother, we all now breathe for you.