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Expedience Of Blank And Block
Peculiar Particles Advance
Blank is observed out of context
Things go faster than light
As part of nature’s plan
Block likes spaces that occupy themselves at the same time
Erratic perplexing specs of light that can’t abide sight detection
Blank lifts itself in like manner to perpetual inclinations
As they are not there and don’t exist
Particles are very precise unknowables
Block takes science to other levers in critical manner
Balances them there in introspective specifications
Immeasurable yet tamed by nuclear forces
Resonating in the void
Blank takes on new meaning not in and of itself
Devices, instruments, technological eyes quell
That matter stored and stopped in place
Equivalent is the stare of Blank to that end
Block is on the side of reason in speculation
Particles never harm the edge of their universe existence
The expedience of Blank and Block meanders on
In countless computations
...Then there are the very extreme
'soldiers' of the environment,
anyone wants to build something,
they march and sue to prevent.
Now natural conservation
is in itself not a bad thing,
but blue state folk seem to forget
there is a need for balancing.
If there is nowhere folks can build
then what will happen to home price?
Supply shrinks, but demand stays high,
driving land values out of sight.
A million a year shot not be
just enough to be middle class,
yet from L.A. up to Nappa
California is just like that!
Add to this fact that we still need
metal and oil to survive,
and when we cannot extract it
the price of life rockets high.
Pricey to drive, to buy and sell,
to put food on the dinner planes,
please remember the human need
when you're fleeing from a blue state.
And finally there are the guns,
which some say you should never have,
that you can depend on police,
that one always gives me a laugh!
That a state would every try
to erode your own sovereignty
is a crime in and of itself,
you are entitled to live free!
And that means seeing to defense
of yourself, your friends, and your kin.
There's little chance cops will be there
when true evil comes barging in.
It's a thought that can scare a soul,
but adults should act like grown-ups,
that means taking action sometimes,
especially when things are rough.
You are no serf to be ordered,
no coward who just waits for death,
and that means you may need a gun
to force aside that final breath.
Here we do not expect you to
surrender to murder or rape,
so leave the gun-grabbing behind
if your fleeing from a blue state.
See, it always seems weird to us
when folks up and move in here,
then vote for the same policies
that made their old jobs disappear.
Keep making all the same mistakes,
you'll keep getting the same result,
you new home will end up ruined,
and sadly it wall be your fault.
But we can keep prosperity
flourishing right here in this place,
just leave the leftist crap behind
when you're fleeing from a blue state.
*Image of Hellboy II: The Golden Army by Wallpaper Flare.
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The Gret of Regret, Soliloquy
I remember, but naught too well, the first time of Hellboy, an earthy creature, a-must-be, heaven would naught have created a being such as he, and after all, he's naught an "it", oh no, for he thinks -- methinks, much too straight-forwardly and on his feet to boot. Move before they do and always get to the upper hand of things, seems to be his John Madden playbook of the '70s. Why bother with logic and reason when Hellboy is dealing with fragile minds bent on world conquest.
The Golden Army, the Hellboy movie I've seen some years ago when my kids, were kids -- and I being the eldest. Vagueness plagues me to no end, but the inkling gist was a brother and sister duo, but sadly, naught so much so, for sister played her own brother and teamed with Hellboy instead. The telltale sign envisioned in the frat's eyes, being the wherewithal, their Ides of March to be -- in arrears, of betrayal. To be undone by the one, by the very one.
Life can be fleeting but we came to know that honor fleets faster. Though the appearance of its angle for the perspective of the movie was considered simply as a sidetrack sorta thing, yet in and of itself, became the films main attraction, piquing interest within the audiences already situated in full enjoyment of the twist, and how it will all play out in that, edge-of-the-seat moment. Alas, ambiguity wins at the end, for death did occur, but whose? Naught Hellboy, I'm certain of that!
2022 January 28
*2nd Place*
Mignolaverse
~~Robert James Liguori: Judged 2022 January 31
Better Than Winning the Lottery
One of eight hundred employees, am I.
It was a joyous eve, Christmas of '80,
Toiled so fellow workers can have some fun.
The company party, grand prize, is high.
'Tis a world trip be, trade isles? Mayhaps Haiti?
~~more sun.
Too busy for quirks, in and of itself,
until partiers trailed, my milieu had gone,
rise a giddy state, work - worked up, weighty.
Candor faults - change to cash - thoughts to myself,
~~I won!
2020 October 27
*1st Place*
A BRIAN STRAND FORMED
~~Brian Strand: Judged 2022 March 16
*1st Place*
The Speaker
~~Sara Kendric: Judged 2020 November 21
Silence
Try, try to comment!
You know how you would feel.
If hundreds read your poetry,
And forgot there is a human
Behind the pen.
You put your heart on paper
And your're passed by like
a cold breeze.
I've seen great poetry here.
Shocked by the hundreds of
poems never commented on,
A great loss indeed.
One feels like there is an
In Club,
Into which one has to fit.
But, truly a poet should not
even consider this.
Share your joy, beauty or
or pain.
Be an individualist, that is
our terrain.
I salute every poet here..
The prized and the prize-
less.
Each poem a thing of beauty
A song in and of itself.
Each poet, I acknowledge.
How could I do anything else?
Panagiota Romios.
3/1/2019
From the twilight of absolution - he spoke in cliché, the fantasy of living his dream
having seen and done all the things he ever hoped to see and do, in moderation.
Yet, moderation, in and of itself, can be self destructive to the inquisitive self within,
fortunately, that nagging search of perfection which we all deniably seek, ended
for him, as the questions affectionately died in the growing of a new relationship.
She answered in riddles, softly smiling, relishing the thought of his consternation
a long distance friendship involving a badminton-like banter of wordmanship
a decade of age separated their experiences, yet, it only enlivened the language,
in all likelihood, they would never meet, surely, he had been part of a past soul group?
Day by day, words pinged and ponged, hopefully, into cyberspace, infinity and beyond!
Poetic Collaberation By Charles Henderson & Debbie Guzzi
Bang my bongos and I'll pluck your big bouzouki
or shake your maracas at me
and I'll rattle my tambourine for you
it's all it takes to make beautiful music together
undeniably the right thing to do
which in and of itself is an ambitious endeavour
but as the tectonic plates in my fate all shift
I'm starved for intelligent conversation
in this intellectual wilderness there's a rift
how long can I hold my breath in negation
living here among losers in the land of make-believe
where they can only relate to characters on television
and rude loud local yokels dumb everything down
Lord I'm not truly grateful for what I am about to receive
from these ignorant arrogant violent clowns
Love contests in quantities, like numbers,
game of chance for romance by the numbers,
You and you, pick one or two, left first choose,
then right follows through ... awake the numbers,
if I was you, don't let romance wait too,
go ahead, awaken the dead ... numbers,
At last, the dead have passed, now let's see who?
Romance counts true ... encounter the numbers,
You have the Lucky Two, which means you lose,
You've one, as you've begun ... 'twas the numbers,
So stop your frets, but guess what's next; Round Two,
Where you and you will not choose the numbers,
But I will choose which one of you will step ...
aside. Let the other get the numbers,
with the roll of a dice, the one who stepped
aside, from counted steps of dice numbers,
--HOLD, break from sequence, noted facial change,
bears a consequence, shortchange the numbers,
FOCUS, understand passion, hence, begin
again, --dice rolled--, start steps to those numbers,
Distance makes the difference, the farther
you are from me, the better ... you, numbers,
Your turn, the dice have been rolled, go, distant
yourself. The dice will roll seven numbers,
This was the first, therefore, six more to go.
The Desert Tribesman's way's ... the numbers,
We live by this code of honor. Methods,
in and of itself, seems nothing ... numbers
seems nothing. The deserts way, the Desert
People ... Ancestral ties are... the numbers.
Lunatic Lunacy
Let there be no doubt—the human mind is a curious
and most fragile entity in and of itself in all situations.
The border line between sanity and lunacy speaks to
the fate that some of us in our mortal world must face.
A troubled spirit, by the very hand and intent of God,
speaks to a cruelty that’s not worthy of the Almighty.
A nibbled mind over time may reveal a state of true
insanity that speaks to and reveals a human tragedy.
The state of human lunacy gives our white-coated
doctors something to ponder in this so crazy world.
A lunatic may indeed suffer from a state of incurable
lunacy—yet, no wonder, look at the world we live in.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
June 6, 2021 (Couplet)
*Image of Kaihalulu Red Beach by Pinterest.
The Painted Islands
The beaches brushing Hawaii's sea blues,
in and of itself are impressive track,
perceptive picturesque color-filled views.
Like some isles, Punalu'u beach is black.
Elsewhere here, famed Kahena, sandy scene
aloft cliff's vista that aligns its back.
Punalu'u nears southernmost, you've been
in the whole USA, there lies a spread
called *Papakolea ... fanned sands of green.
Though, appropriate they're olivine, said
by officials. On Maui isle, clashed sights
of gorgeous Kaihalulu bursting red.
Truly tourist ere and now, best grade cites
isles to isles, and A-Plus our sandy whites.
2022 July 21
FIVE STANZA TERZA RIMA
~~L MILTON HANKINS
*HMS 9/10 - Spelled Papakolea is pronounced with an emphasis on ending "a" (Papakole'a).
10 syllables per 14 lines = 140