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Love - so fragile and yet so strong
Limitless ways expressed in poetry or song
To describe such a word as powerful as "love"
Words fall short - even in heaven above -
To remotely begin to condense the intensity
Of such emotion with such profound density.
A swirling whirlpool of descriptive adjectives
In agreement and subjective additives,
Cannot ever describe the strongest element
As fragile as porcelain and as sheer relevant
As the keen-eye of a cuckoo bird.
Unlmited artists and lovers at a loss for words
To describe the essence of "love" - it's absurd!
Yet, they all fall short and at a loss
As their minds boggle and toss
Back and forth - to and fro
Is such a search necessary or should we just let go?
Just saying, "I love you," is it suffice to set it free
Or demonstrate love with our mere actions and let it be?
So strong, so brave, so tall, so elegant
So fragile, so sensitive, so kind, so relevant!
So tender, so gentle, and still yet so humble
That love's only blackhole stumble
Is when it is placed in the presence of a single lie...
Because love is 100% true reality
A lie is definitely love's fatality!
THE REVIVAL OF MEANUS
'a real no-skip banger'
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by: Gobble Cladd
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Guarda Spira & Spira Tanto
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Hasken Safiya & Rana ta Tsakiyar Dare
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Pre-incorporation contracts
Fiduciary duty
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Over heard by someone who was in a better
position to take advantage of the Opportunity
they were approached and conveinsed
"oh but honor bounds me
that a friendship shall now be in doubt"
spoke Mr. Glory a.k.a Hasken Safiya.
He shook the "Shadowey Images" hand in agreement
and laughed that he had
undermined
the creators vision of
a future.
'A man who can afford to pay us
will now reap the benefits of
being Boss!"
"Yet someone who worked diligently
shall now be out of an opportunity:
Maybe the cart before the horse is the best
phrase"
Laughing they walked off sealing a deal
that would be the legacy of
someone's opportunity"
The phrase "the legacy of someone's opportunity" means the lasting impact, benefit, or doors opened for others as a result of a chance, a break, or a specific opening someone had—or provided—in life. It looks at how a single moment of access or good fortune continues to help people long after
"this is the reason why the Guy saod these people "All involved" were
"no good low down dirty Dogs !" Taking my idea before I could afford it:
"Maybe just maybe I should have shut my Mouth!"
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Cladd de Gobbler
Write by:
Musica El Rubbia
He thought it cute the way she treated him. Mortals often use emotions to express there disappointment he spoke. He married even with these faults, spoke Aphroditie. She had his children and in the delusional state of togetherness she thought she could satisfy a God! Grandiose plans to reform a dieti often is seen as delusional and done by someone who hides behind a facade. A person that beleives in lies might be a lie: or a liar herself.Constant infidelity and threats of separation are signs of a divioce, might they wish or are in agreement. A fool follies in the murky swamps to only wish for someone to find them. Who narrarates there path to redemption.Hecate deceived Ares who had 10 of her 13 children. When Hecate was found cheating with Aether. Ares left him while Hacate was on Hiatus. she then sleep with Rhadamanthus during a passionate love affair, and changed all of Hacates childrens names to her fathers lastname making them her brothers and sisters. When Hacate came home he cursed her with a storm that only hoover over her house. Shiva the maid was asked to find an instrument to break the spell before the foundation crumbled. Shiva asked the male-witch Hypnos for use of the conch, used in rituals to create cosmic sounds or wield divine power. This would counter-act the spell and would put Hecate to sleep for an eternity. Appolo told Hacte of what his wife was doing.Hacate laughed, and said "she is a mortal, with mortal ways," Apollo told Hacte to go to her with the foolish woman playing the instrument and fall upon your knee's and hold your ears, and pretend to be asleep, I will come and take you from there to have her to beleive she has made you to sleep for eternity. During the festival of winter Hacate came baring gifts and asked his wife to for give him, she refused and asked Shiva to play the conch, she did and Hacate fell to his knee's and and pretended to be a sleep, the rain stopped and all was queit. Apollo came and asked the woman," are ye to smile at the stopping of the rain, and now that he sleeps who shall stand by him forever?" Ares looked to Apollo and said stand before me only to leave and with you might he never again be here. Take him and leave!Apollo levitated Hacate and disapeared forever asleep. So Ares and her children thought.
His body fell away in parceled shadows.
His mind headed for a mountain cabin he had
hammered together with the long soft nails
of desire.
That first winter was hard,
ground had to be cleared,
wood had to be cut and stacked,
the cabin sealed against gnawing winds.
At night bears explored his defenses,
snow storms probed.
He had to hunt small game to eat,
he set traps. Always cold, exhausted,
and famished,
At night, crazy with hunger,
he would boil the scant food
until he could wolf down
the scalding partly-cooked meat.
He grew thin and wiry. His beard long.
He began to track and bring down deer.
For long days he could rest
as Spring came
to dance lightly on the mountain.
That summer the sheriff drove
then hiked up to pay the newcomer a visit.
He had heard that a dead man had
cleared some acres.
They shared a comfortable smoke
on the front deck.
Then the sheriff asked:
Why he had not moved on
to where most dead folks go to?
He replied:
I was looking for a higher heaven,
one that still needed some climbing.
The Sheriff nodded in agreement.
It arrived one day by morning post,
from writing she knew from foreign coast.
Small seeds packed in two polythene bags,
had some criss-cross writing with strange tags.
Martha, Brenda two neighbours, close friends,
cast their wise old eyes to comprehend.
Expert nostrils sniffed for aroma,
this was beginning of weeks drama!
Books and fables they knew from before,
of magic potions that help men score!
They nodded their heads in agreement,
the cure for their men’s predicament!
They soon got their pestle and mortar,
to brew soup so their men are hotter!
For full five days on till that weekend,
the two men were fed medicament....
Result was evident Sunday night,
when men held them in their big arms tight,
Kissed them goodnight and began to snore,
men so very pleased with their golf score!
Written 11/August/2020
“Mystery seeds” contest
Sponsor Carolyn Devonshire
larghissimo decribed the evening where rain and cold had made
the voyage there as uncorftable as possible. Romance: romance,
her sigh made her words take defintion.
A man wishes me to love him, I ask you sir how can I?
She said as the guy smiled as if he was in agreement with her
he had taken her luggage from the buggy, and had smeared the horses
dung on his newly bought coat. Unaware of this until he was in
public and in a place where he needed to fit in
and not stand out.
He just smiled and waited, as she had
prmised him a tip for his services. He said the floor seemed wobbley, and unstable
: but the beleif was that his ale had fermented and distilled itself as he drank in
the rain on the backside of the buggy that his partner drove to the Inn.
"She talked and mused the whole way over" talking about men and her
female freind who
she was to meet in the Inn. She ttold me her father was brickmaker and her
mother a bread maker both in the city. Her brother was a butcher who as a hobbist would clean sheeps wool
to sell as insulation to Inn keepers
her busines was with the Inn keeper and her fancy looking female freind.
IHe had told her he didn't beleive in such frivlous nature, and she was quite lusivious and vile.
But he liked the idea that she championed marrage with her suiter She snapped at him and said she refused to beleive in a god who didn't beleive in her, might that satisfy your swant for me to suffer as a good christain woman! He smiled and excused himself and sat in the corner waiting to carry her luggae to her room when her Female freind arrived, they had been there for hours.
"Mine most beautiful and most gentle lady throughout your kingdom.
Thou's most loyal and most brave and most humblest of knight's.
Hereby and forever bequeath to thee, and pledge to lay down
mine own life for thee. May I have the honor, and glory of
wearing your most noble colors of red and gold in our tournament
of knightly honorable bravery?"
His lady fair and her spouse nodded their heads in agreement. The
golden trumpets sounded loudly, the tournament began. His most
unworthy and diabolical opponent was the mysterious black Knight.
Most reknowned through out the small kingdom. For his evil deeds,
and his cruelty. But every one throughout the entire land were
held in terror and afraid to fight against him.
The black knight won the tournament, and the noble knight
was escorted into the pearly gates of paradise. The Virgin Mary,
The Virgin Mary, and his patron saint along with heavenly angels.
Were his escort service. He entered into paradise with prompt
and ceremony as befitted a loyal and brave knight of the realm.
Whereas the evil black knight was immediately punished for his
nefarious deeds. And was promptly beheaded. Before his death,
he vainly pleaded for mercy, but received none. Neither in this
life, nor the next. And when recorded time has ended. His memory
would be forever forgotten by the heavenly saints, angels and
Holy Trinity!
Love as always,
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
February 19, 2020
this is the time of reflection
the time of redemption
a time of forgiveness
this time for healing
i don't know how to explain it
but this time i truly mean it
found a love so great , passionate
you are my heart my love
and you complete me
looked around the world
never felt this love you have given
so free so indescribable
like the wind i feel today
like the swaying palms
what is this sign you are showing
could it be , your talking to me
showing me which way to go
a skinny trail that has never been trudged
how you worked on me
even before i came to you
you were running to me
arms opened wide , you didn't
miss a stride , just kept a coming
today this is a time of reflection
total completion , you said it was finished
i know i am in agreement ,
i will escape from the fire
you refine me more then i want
sometimes more then i can bear
though i trip stumble and fall
i will never back down
preach your truth
i won't back down
I have had a lovely day today,
Just with my husband, John,
We read the Sunday papers
With our pyjamas on
Then did the cryptic crossword
That was more encouraging than the news
We finished it quickly
Which left us both bemused
Then I had breakfast
John brought it to me
Muesli, fruit, and a strong, hot cup of tea
We started to talk about life today,
That got a bit involved
So we decided to give that away.
John's an avid reader
So he immersed himself in a book
I opened my computer to have a butchers hook
There was nothing of importance
No mail for John or me
I thought it was time
To make coffee.
After we drank our coffee
And ate a biscuit or two
John looked at me and said
I'm enjoying this, are you?
Smiling, I answered,
I am that's sure
He nodded in agreement
We should do this more
I prepared lunch
I thought it was time I moved
We sat and munched
Which John approved.
I ignored the dishes,
That lay dirty in the sink
Tomorrow is another day
It is not the usual way. I think.
This afternoon everything is fine,
I have had welcome comments
From some kind poetry friends of mine.
I feel very fortunate to have their support,
Even though I don't always
Answer them as I ought.
So everyone online
Who is reading this chatty rhyme
It sometimes pays
To chill out sometimes
Take a deep breath
And do your best to relax
You will live longer
That's a well-known fact.
I hope you all have had a lazy day
I trust it has helped you
To blow your blues away.
Indonesian folklore and Brazilian god An Puch are in agreement
moldavite, a vitreous silica projectile glass is the remnant of an invasion.
sky people from the Tyraxious Galaxy
left it as a clue when they took the Mayans
dispelling beliefs that Mayans were killed out by disease or an earthquake.
emerald tablet which is here today has mystical powers understood by….
a seventh daughter of the seventh daughter of the seventh daughter
this crucial tablet fell from alien space ship as it left with the Mayans
if we are to transform into the kindest, purest humans we can be.
until we unlock the secrets and memories of the moldavite tablet
the earth will continue to have a struggle with strife, disease and war.
spiritual beings are unlocking our minds all the time, to elicit change.
knowing when we understand, we will all become one.
because one equals won.