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She pirouettes at the hall of fame,
Magnifying swan-silhouettes in delight
As silky red wings are in glaring flame,
She pirouettes in the hall of fame
Red Swan of Night is Paulette’s name.
While audience applause from left to right,
She pirouettes at the hall of fame
Magnifying swan-silhouettes in delight.
Dec. 31.2021 2.27pm
ADDITIONAL POEM OF MINE
CLIMATE CHANGE
by Lgg
Our mother earth is now derailing from its plain path,
Path that leads to a continuous sustenance of our lives;
If no indomitable spirits to hinder, no one survives,
Our planet will soon collapse by the catastrophe’s wrath.
Catastrophes are caused by detrimental effect of climate change,
Known as global warming, a crisis of our time – so intense!
It’s an earth’s long term massive change of temperature,
Caused mainly by human activity, polluting it to the core.
Mother earth’s atmosphere is largely paralyzing,
Due to greenhouse gases that dominate…suffocating!
They trap the sun’s energy on the surface of the earth,
Making home planet much hotter, so I’ll take off my shirt.
Let’s name some human activities emitting greenhouses,
They’re burning fuels forming heavy smog- it mazes!
Our waste products, factories and cars causing air pollution,
All contributed by the tripling increase of world’s population.
Climate change effects are vast droughts, diseases and floods,
Typhoons that will destroy people, animals and crops-so sad!
Climate change will melt tons of ice glazers in the oceans,
Increases water levels jeopardizing small and big islands.
If we, humans are the problems, why can’t we make solutions?
Let’s all start planting trees, reuse, recycle and reduce pollution;
Avoid land transformations when building infrastructures,
Make our surroundings clean, let’s save Mother Nature!
Jan, 15, 2022 9.35pm
Born the daughter of a Lemhi Shoshone chief
she was captured by the Hidatsa in her teens.
And sold to the Mandan Missouri River tribe
where she met and married Toussaint Charbonneau.
A French Canadian trapper and a trail guide
Charbonneau was familiar with the region.
Meriwether Lewis and William Clark spent a
winter with the Mandan waiting for the spring thaw.
Toussaint and Sacagawea were hired as their guides
and in 1805 they set out to explore the wilderness.
While on the trail she gave birth to her son Pompey
and strapping him to a cradle-board they trudged on.
A strong woman and a gifted interpreter
known for her perseverance and resourcefulness.
Bird Woman helped to persuade many native tribes
of the peaceful intent of the expedition.
Once a canoe capsized jeopardizing all of
their valuable possessions and journal entries.
Yet she saved the logbooks of this epic journey
including the navigational charts and maps.
A legendary figure in history she
was indispensable to Lewis and Clark’s trek.
And today She’s honored on a golden dollar
a rare coin issued by the United States Mint.
My eldest sister Amélie Beth...
ever the amateur family entomologist
Upon texting her a picture
(countless moments ago
since October ninth)
unfamiliar delicate looking critter -
(seen inside the apartment many times),
she quickly identified crane fly
agilely affixed to lampshade.
I figuratively tip hat at Tipulidae
long legged dainty insect
poised to strike proboscis,
where adults buzzfeed on
nectar from flowers or other outdoor plants
unlike larvae whose diet
constitutes decaying wood and vegetation.
Said winged six-legged invertebrate
of the class Insecta
resembles a mosquito on steroids,
and can freak people out, crane flies
pose absolutely zero harm
to bipedal hominids i.e. *****sapiens.
Detriment to human beings
ought not serve as benchmark
to assess purposefulness regarding
all creatures large and small,
rhetorical question cometh your way:
how came man/woman kind
as arbitrary arbiter
determining which animal
and/or plant species
can claim their sweepstake
linkedin with world wide ecological web?
If assigned role of divine creator,
(atop egg shaped noggin of mine
thorn of crown yours truly would don)
dutifully, eagerly and immediately trumpet,
whereby naked ape relegated to dung heap
feasted upon courtesy voracious grubs
chief among them
the Alaskan Bull Worm.
Life, liberty and pursuit of happiness
in sync with inalienable rights
decreed toward all flora and fauna
except nasty horrible brute
loosing wanton cruelty upon planet
bajillion dollar bounty on her/his head
plus forced to eat Peruvian puff peppers,
which measures 16 million Scoville units
(this drake just joshing you)
if she/he violates trespassing code
compromising, jeopardizing, or yawping
indignities heaped against the existence
of any organism
(except haughty human beings)
entitled to live
upon oblate spheroid.
Invariably survival of the fittest
will decree dominance
of one or another living entity
unless robots take over the world.
Haunted by loss-angst that once gripped my heart
I couldn't defy my soul's crying shout:
"My coin... down the storm drain... gone forever!"
Acquainting me with treasure-loss despair.
Missing first slot for scholarship-honour
I felt that "gone forever" was my chance
Torturing my mind as a young learner
Jeopardizing my aim to be on the top.
Academic failure brought forth sorrow
I equated to grand award loss
There down the storm drain of good future jobs
Midst exertion of my dead-level best.
When confronted with my Mom's "sudden death"
I found myself losing a dearest love
There down into the storm drain of grief panic
Making me feel helplessly pitiful.
On my Dad's victorious celestial flight
My spirit rejoiced, yet dread attacked me
There down in the storm drain of burial grounds
Where departure does welcome loneliness.
With my special child's grim diagnosis
Of progressing toward retrogression
I seemed to be pushed into the storm drain
Patiently waiting for a future loss.
For all these painful loss-experiences...
God has upheld me with His grace and love
Teaching that "gone forever" means "not end"
Since in Him is reigning eternal triumph*.
*2Corinthians 2:14 Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ.
March 19, 2019
1st place, "Down a Storm Drain Gone Forever" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper; judged on 3/22/2019.
Truth* upholds golden rule’s functional verity
Authored by the Lord of supreme sovereignty
Loving others as one’s self with active surety
Promoting genuine kindness midst gracious duty
Combatting greediness-caused grievous enmity…
Such we have learned from our homes where starts charity
Making families stay in caring unity
Despite sibling quarrels over what is petty
Putting end to conflicts and their severity
Since reconciliation becomes priority
With pardon, understanding and respect’s beauty---
Let’s win against fake news for good fellowship’s perpetuity.
Truth** braces justice and joyous peace-settlement
Propped by God, steadfast Anchor of perfect judgment
Driving soundly blest compassionate engagement
For productive partnership and development
Against any destructive aggression-movement…
Yet when deceit lurks for selfish gain’s enhancement
Igniting battles along falsehood’s involvement
Causing global unrest and growth impediment
Truth is first casualty for lies’ aggrandizement
Jeopardizing golden-rule’s love-based agreement
Robbing children of its triumphant fulfillment---
Let’s win against foes of truth-reign toward freedom-advancement.
Didactic in rhyme form
*John 3:21 But he that doeth truth cometh to the light, that his deeds may be made manifest, that they are wrought in God.
**2Corinthians 13:8 For we can do nothing against the truth, but for the truth.
March 25, 2022
April 9, 2023
July 8 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 119:89-176
Key Verse – Psalm 119:115 Depart from me, ye evildoers: for I will keep the commandments of my God.
HEART THAT KEEPS THE COMMANDMENTS OF GOD
Our heart keeps the commandments of God with His holiness
According to His justifying righteousness
Despite our tendency toward sinfulness
Since He forgives us of confessed filthiness.
Our heart keeps the commandments of God with His perfection
According to His cleansing sanctification
Despite our weakness toward corruption
Since He corrects us from committed abomination.
Our heart keeps the commandments of God with His wisdom
According to His teaching freedom
Despite our craving toward stardom
Since He guards us against attacking boredom.
Our heart keeps the commandments of God with His light
According to His illumining insight
Despite our vision-deficiency toward blinking vanity-delight
Since He directs us, checking any jeopardizing perspective-blight.
Our heart keeps the commandments of God with His deliverance
According to His upholding salvation-assurance
Despite our pride toward selfishness-annoyance
Since He shields us against gripping carnal arrogance.
Our heart keeps the commandments of God with His leadership
According to His loving redemption-relationship
Despite our compromise toward worldly partnership
Since He makes us avoid alluring vain virtual friendship.
Our heart keeps the commandments of God with His mercy
According to His faith-anchoring fervency
Despite our doubts toward stewardship-leniency
Since He helps us overcome terrifying unbelief-persistency.
June 8, 2026
"FAKE" assertions unstoppably
bandied with beef,
(sans doughty deeds done dirt cheap)
courtesy of commander in chief
trumpeted as a way to backout,
embarrassment analogous to the thief
of Baghdad, when culpable faux pas
woe philly pops thought balloon of mine
reckons with transparent "good grief"
within mind of yours truly,
who finds himself dumbstruck
aghast, and shaking noggin with disbelief
how people can be so gullible
who would just as lief
eat a pin cushion to deliver strep throat relief.
First amendment teeter totters on brink
of dissolution mainly by the rat fink,
whose defamation against journalists
risking life and limb, yet not shrink
king enlightening liberal minded, who think
similar to myself, imposter
hood drums utter rubbish
while feeling teed off puttering
along Mar a Lago,
or another owned golf link
resorting to silence protesters
whisked off to the klink.
Distortions, (nee outright
blatant lies) saturate
social media platforms,
which followers didst rate
as their numero uno slate
supposedly reliable sources
harkening back to papa retaliate
Tory Bush prez administration,
regarding patrilineal shogunate
where Iraq summarily
targeted for crashing Kuwait
violating, jeopardizing, and
compromising vital oil, literate
folks suspected, that critical
lubricant mandatory to resonate
greasing western civilization
particularly self anointed great
super power USA, hence
alarmists didst exaggerate,
whose military intelligence
industrial leaders got irate
contracting complex projecting
global economy would vacillate
and, perhaps take Kamikaze nosedive
hence procrastination could not wait
demanding based on sketchy accusation
Saddam Hussein, and his ilk ultimate
harbored weapons of mass destruction
despite lack of distilled proof,
would severely truncate
nary a trace sniffed out,
nonetheless damn the torpedoes blitzed
in an effort to triangulate
miscreant running amuck
eventually met demise
with Bush Junior delivering
permanently placating tete a tete,
no matter dispensing top notch
fighting soldiers, whose strong
lifeless bloodied bodies remain prostate.
the heart is always right
unless this time it’s wrong
and this time is not like all the others
this game he must not lose
too much at risk
no room for error
is it worth the risk
has he hit the point of no return
is it really worth the venture
if it’s a go
execution must be meticulous
indeed the stakes are high
this gamble must be calculated
pros and cons be tallied
well thought through in every detail
arsenal of charm and tactics
gone out on a limb
a joyride down a slippery slope
jeopardizing the crown
winner take all
in pursuit of the gauntlet
ripple effect of a backlash
a chain reaction
hanging in the balance
this sort of entanglement
not for the foolhardy
it’s no sitcom for buffoons
at the slightest hiccup
fallout could be disastrous
will he roll the dice
at what point does
temptation become obsession
and seriously cloud all judgment
precarious and unpredictable
impetuous and highly flammable
the repercussions for frivolity
the high cost of capricious reverie
its longterm aftermath
risky business
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~CITYLIGHTS~ 2021
Read on air by invitation ~ August 13, 2021 'LATE NIGHT POETS'
AP: 3rd place 2025, Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on August 2, 2021 for A BRIAN STRAND YOUR CHOICE POETRY contest sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
Akin to a journalist (hoofing
NOT huffing on the beat)
heedful, mindful, and pain fully aware, bleat
me, asper caveats help me set sights
tacking within parameters of lawfulness,
when questing without sparking browbeat
upon my person, or worse...proceeding toward
said abstract destination until...
impossible mission complete
for verity from figurative horse's
mouth without defeat
dogging this astute brute, destitute, flute glute
hirste human institute irresolute
kickstarting little feet
essentially persevering acquiring,
amassing, and adducing
for instance enlightening
fierce interest how greet
American foreign policy
provokes bristling heat
particularly sinking cerebral teeth
into tomes written by Jeffrey Sachs
(one of the world's leading experts on
economic development,
and the fight against poverty) racks
up with unassuming dignity, grace, integrity,
and prestige in my book -
for birds that quacks
without question, his expertise packs
a punch (Judy be careful),
he earns accolade to the max
factor, and rightly so, asper one of the world's
leading experts on economic development, and lax
global fight against poverty,
yet also in mine reading material canon includes:
TIME Magazine, The Nation, and now imagine klax
on (trumpeting) for Mother Jones, a six month
subscription bringing to alight me to do jumping jacks
(no doubt you remember those vigorous movements),
but tactics to expand learning I put in Italics
if only to maintain alternate rhyming pattern,
which tenebrous, superfluous,
and ridiculous poetic hacks
meant add a little playfulness,
solely intending to bloom forth
with illusory "NOT FAKE) flax
seeding, an ongoing inquisitiveness maybe last
ting influence to ferret out
off the beaten track less broadcast
revelations, since this apt cast
off firmly believes the educated people denied
knowing how government (namely
military industrial complex) past
(and of course present) involvement blast
ting away innocent lives, and/or funding
subversive activity most likely fast
intervening across the real world wide web
to coerce, force, and source vast
suppression jeopardizing United States economy.
In my mind’s backstreets lurks Miss Insistence
Pushing self-interest and preference
Questioning my worshipful reverence:
“Are you staying in the Lord’s residence
As immune from sin-virus’ decadence?”
With angst trying to prevail in my heart
My mind welcomes Mr. Deceit’s sham art
Magnifying pride with arrogance-dart
Mocking my yielded soul to God’s rampart
As if saying “You’re wrong right from the start.”
Mrs. Doubt attacks my faith’s fortitude
Challenging intellectual attitude
Jeopardizing jubilant gratitude
So, I can’t soar beyond praise altitude
As my mind jeers, “Oh, what grand beatitude!”
Striving for bliss-filled, bursts with laughter-glee
I, from life grievous pressures, dare to flee
While Sister Mirth lingers in my mind’s spree
Saying, “Show countenance beauty, stress-free
Of delightful fruits from contentment-tree.”
By God’s victory, I aim to prevail
Despite Misery Woes-Foes which assail
My soul seeks the Lord Who hears my wail
Sharing His love and kindness that don’t fail…
In the backstreets of my mind*, God I hail!
*1Peter 1:13 Wherefore gird up the loins of your mind, be sober, and hope to the end for the grace that is to be brought unto you at the revelation of Jesus Christ.
September 24, 2019
(Dramatic Monologue with Rhyme Form)
2nd place, "In the backstreets of my mind" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One; judged on 9/26/2019.