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In last night's movie, a young writer
and an older, married with children French woman
fall in love. They did not meet during a village massacre
and money is no object, Manhattan
the place I was priced out of. But after everything has happened
she cannot leave her children, not even for love, because of love,
the love that brooks no serendipity.
Here, in my family, love is taken for granted
except when it's withdrawn and then even the trees lose all meaning,
familiarity. Now it is almost dawn:
this and that must get done in committee or alone.
Don't reach, go slow as the day will allow.
But that's not what I came to say.
Perfect rest v. having a destiny.
A complete breakdown in self-discipline.
It begins by saying nothing I do matters under the eye of eternity.
Hamlet x 5 centuries.
Add to that all the science--chemistry, physics--calculus and music
I don't know. I have sat next to, at weddings,
brain surgeons and robot engineers. I hit the street
choosing a church on Fifth Ave. or Trinity Cemetery, walking the
heartless city.
In the subsequent late night movie, a wealthy
altruistic doctor arranges for the murder
of his neurotic concubine. His guilt provides us
with an opportunity to consider
the concepts of faith and forgiveness, that all will be well in the end
after a period of meaningless suffering.
In this way the seasons have been circulating for eons via convexity.
I don't know what I'm doing but I'm doing it anyway.
You trust in genetics, God, prosthetics or prayer, whatever
gets you to the morning. That's when the sun,
a billion trillion nuclear detonations per second
warms your bones.
You may remember an old lover who's gone before
or continues to exist on another plane, in another ecstasy.
Having installed a new toilet seat
and made a few philanthropic donations
I can kick back tonight and watch movies, right?
Not. I'm ridding myself of another addiction
like illegal drugs via caloric restrictions
getting enough sleep for two people or more
and reading none of the dry words in books from the library.
When there's nothing to do, when I'm bored or dreary
I'll sit still and watch from the window, I'll wait
for the weather to change, which it will.
Welcome To My Home
I've been blinded by your sentiment,
and awoken by your sweet cologne,
like our sweet morning regiment,
we don't live in a house, but a home.
I see my pugs silly smushy face,
as soon as I open my exhausted eyes,
all night he sleeps in the same place,
on my feet, but I'm not surprised.
I'm in the bathroom brushing my teeth,
I open the door and there he is,
my sweet golden retriever beast,
So darn sweet, how can I resist?
“Time to get up Ella and get dressed!”,
It's Monday, you know how that goes,
As I see her smile I know I am blessed,
Love her from her head to her tiny toes.
Pancakes and orange juice for breakfast,
packing a lunch for my sweet Ella Rose,
These special moments can't be purchased,
Oh, how her beautiful brown hair flows.
Back from school and it's Laura time,
I kick back, relax, and do a little writing,
I'm lucky to have a chance to unwind,
My over sized lounge chair, typewriting.
Laundry piled up I suppose I throw in a load,
mmmmmmm..my favorite fabric softener,
Hot water is off my washer is cold,
But I think it makes the clothes softer.
Eat lunch? Or my favorite apple strudel?
I'll go with the unhealthy snack instead,
Plus I just looked and I'm all out of noodles,
and I have no more of my raspberry vinaigrette.
Uh oh, I forgot to feed the turtle and bunny,
my precious white fluffy piece of heaven,
His name is Lucky and he is very funny,
Pebbles the turtle just turned seven.
I set my phone alarm to go off at four o'clock,
I still can't decide what's my favorite ring tone,
I go to the bus stop right around the block,
It's cold, I would've brought a coat if I had known.
“Hi sweetheart, how was your day at work?
He's finally home, I've missed him so much.
Next it's time to sit down and do homework,
Dinner's ready, we are all starving, I figured as such.
Look inside our windows you will see it yourself,
With our little family of seven we're never alone,
We may not have a lot of monetary wealth,
But we've learned to turn a house into a home.
Written By: Laura Loo
Date Written: January 29, 2016
Ever have one of those days
where you just have to get away
from the daily work grind...
where you can just kick back,
relax a little,
and finally unwind,
tomorrow is that day for me
because I took a personal day,
where I'm going to sleep in till noon,
wake up and shower and dress
and watch a little television
if I'm in the mood,
then eat a leisurely lunch
with a lot of crunch,
and savor every bite,
afterwards have a nice dessert,
like some sherbet,
that'll really hit the spot,
then drive to my appt. in town
and get massaged by a masseuse,
go get a manicure and a pedicure,
shop for a new dress,
and go get my hair done by my hair stylist,
later at home check my e-mail
and see whats on the soup,
laugh at some of the funny poems
because they can be so humorous,
read some of the serious ones,
and feel the corners of my mouth suddenly droop,
then after that I'll maybe take a walk
and stroll around the park,
but by then it'll probably be getting late
and the dusk will be turning to dark,
so I'll go home to my family,
and I'll say good night
and go retire for the night,
where I'll go into my sanctuary,
change into my pajamas,
watch some t.v.
and turn off the light,
but I know most if this is just a fantasy,
but it really doesn't matter
since I'm not really into all that glamour
why I'm just your average Josephine,
like a lot of folks just trying to stay afloat
by making ends meet,
Because when I look around
there's 1001 chores to be done,
especially the housework,
where I'll be washing dishes,
feeding the cats, dogs and fishes,
cleaning windowsills,
dusting and vacuuming,
mopping floors,
wiping down doors,
doing the laundry,
and shredding some old bills,
But hey, I'd rather get these mundane
chores out of the way on a Friday,
so then on the weekend
I can do what I want
and go out and have a fun day!
I'm looking for a place where greater minds unite
where maybe I could kick back relax and examine Mandelas' plight
where maybe I could compare the theories of Socrates, to your thoughts
or to the thoughts of Plato
or we might just examine the creativity of Van Gogh or Michelangelo
we might want to think and try to sum up all that they said Pharaoh did
or we might want to imagine what the Queen of Sheba as a young princess did
and if time travel is cool with you let's go and chat with Einstein
and as I tie his shoes let's listen to his blues and find out what troubled such a great mind
before they light the torch let's see if we can find any innocence in Joan of Arcs'
eyes
powerful woman, full of ambition, I wouldn't be surprised
maybe we could travel and try to unravel the mysteries of Stonehenge
then find out from the Indians whats up with the circular graves
then maybe we could travel south in time via way of our minds and undo the mysteries of the pyramids
then find out from Shaka Zulu Warrior King why attitude was all his
as we transcend lets find out rom King Solomon when he first realized he was wise, he was deep
then i'd take the balm from that sinner girl and I'd wash my own Masters feet
and as Delilah cut Sampson's hair off after she put him to sleep, I swear one of his dread locks i'd keep
I need a mental massage y'all I need to stimulate my mind an all
I need to know that right here, right now, we're all of one kind you know
one love, one peace, that will never cease
I need you to kick some knowledge to me and I'll do the same back at you
I'm just an average black girl, but in this world my ego is black and blue
So heal me, feel me, but by all means keep it true
Poets, Queens, Warriors, and Kings
Agape Love to you.
When you sit back and look at your life
What can you see, Whats pops up in your mind
Is it the people thats been nice and kind
or the darkness creeping up from behind
No matter who you are, theres always two sides of life
And that cant change no matter how hard you try
You try to right your wrongs, But its like tryna swim with both your hands tied
You drowning in all these pitiful lies
Throwing your hands tryna grasp the skies
You try to fight and fight but nothings makin it right
Show yourself that you changed your ways
Stop callin all the people you hate gay
Dont kick around the homeless like some stray
Karmas a *****, A ***** that'll make you pay
There is no right or wrong way
just the game of life and you gotta do as it says
You cant kick back and say your lifes been all straight,
Just cuz you got a job and food on your plate
Or cuz you go out on the streets and Just skate all day
You have a chance to change what karma will take
Its easy and free, like Trumps gold digger ***** on a date
Show yourself when others aint around
that your different and not tryna show off y'alls crown
Wanting all to know your the goody goody of the town
Cuz when you do, all you looking like is some doopy ass clown
Karma's not a racist, or sexist.. no cop so stop
Just cuz you gay or colored dont mean you cant be on top
Let your ambitious smiles be lifes cash crop
And you may ball hard but dont go lettin yourself flop
Instead commit
Show karma this shits legit
you thinkin it cant fit
But thats just your thoughts, Y'all can make it
Dont dig yourself a deeper pit
Instead... Pull yourself out that ****....
Thats my thoughts,
Just a tip....
ARTE MAYOR*: Neither Cricket nor Football
Is this the way to prop A-first
Sock not oval ball overhead
Slam not round ball with drumstick dead
Cut not corporate tax: the worst
Hundred millions sweat till tv burst
Swamp Super Bowl cheer-leaders' tights
The day England scorned Wales' rights*
Would arméd football rugby durst
Catch not ball in leather-gloved hand
Watch how slip-fields pluck balls from air
Out-fields brave boundaries debonair
That's what cricket's in any land
Trumped-up charges make no A-men grand
Nor soft base balls stop eyes grow sore
A-1 Nation must make World soar
Hail Rugby! King Twickenham brand!
Throw missile back You Quarter-Back
Take no step beyond the Red line
Referee draws to keep the front-line
Push no further than ball in pack
The Golden Rule's not to kick back
Unless you're in scrum cheek to jowl
And lick the foe if he must growl
Block those horns in grid-lock Am-track!
Curve ball's By Gad no in-swinger
Reach first base sans one lone strike
Home runs no match sixes through dike
Stop runs coming through huge bouncer
Best way to take the World over
Scrap apéd games from lean memory
Learn to play ball gentlemanly
You'll need no Vinson carrier!
*Arte Mayor (Sp. Major Art) stanzaic form, the art of Archiprest de Hita (12th-13th c.): eight syllabic lines in eight-line stanzas, rhyming abba acca.
*England beat Wales in epic match at Cardiff to win Six-Nations' Rugby 2017 Trophy; the same day the Super Bowl was watched by 125 millions on TV. If the same audience could have seen the match at Cardiff, I'd wager that would have been the very last Super Bowl event in history.
© T. Wignesan - Paris, 2017
been tired of messing up
waking up like wtf
this better not be my funeral
different face murials
curtains on a ghost i cannot see u
timeless I'm high
police sirens kill my high
expression don't lie
SHOT A SELFIE suicide
saw my life flash before eyes
15 to life homie keep ur head up
more to life than giving a damn
got something coming up soon
hot as a mother later this june
im not the realest that is the truth
am not selling STORIES always a few talking a good one
sitting like ducks wanna get lose jump on coupe if u wanna go fast
i grew up too soon now I'm trying to kick back
don't have to front when i throw out trash
gotta delete all my cellular cache
mind your business don't even ask
if u scroll to left u might see my x
do it again and u might be my next
not THE TYPE TO SAY SORRY I CARRY MYSELF LIKE A DONT WORRY
HELD IT DOWN SLEEP PARALYSIS WOKE UP HARD THATS MY SUCcUBUS
I DO THIS SO PASSIONATE
TRACTION ON TRACKS IM GASING IT
I COULD TELL U LIKE DRAMA
HASHTAG CALL IT WHAT U WANNA
SOAP OPERA IM SO PROPER LET ME EXPLAIN IM so AWESOME
CROSS MY LACES I TIE A KNOT IM TRIP ON THE STASH ON MY SOCK
r U A COP?
STOP ASKING QUESTION
not TRYING TO ATTRACT ATTENTION
ONLY BENJamIns
IT IS WHAT IT IS IF THATS UR ATTITUDE
NO CIRCUMSTANCES ONLY OBSTACLES
POSSIBLE WHEN GOD WITH YOU
I WONT GO DIABOLICAL
money I've lost it
girls I've lost it
friends I've lost
mind i lost it
ride I've lost it
my cool I've lost
time I've lost it
count your losses get up off me
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thank u for listening.
I hear arguments getting set off time and time again...
I'm stuck in the lion's den
This big guy needs to chill out
Commotion...echoes...
I hear fireworks boom - (besides, it's almost 4th of July!)
Disputes should be dropp'd for good!
I shouldn't be the one talking though!
I need you now, Oh Lord of Accord . . .
Way more than anything on Earth -
You give me mere mirth
I need your support
To dismiss Y-YESTERDAY'S gahhrief
How much am I worth, God? Naught?
Am I your priceless tool or not?
Don't leave me to rot...
I must ch-chill out - I almost forgot!
Give me a rea-reason
To o-overcome the world of w-woe's weight on me
I can't carry this heavy load on my shoulders anymore
Put my mind at ease and help me to chillax for a time
Kick back and let a-accord seep through you - that would be so sublime
The waves of e-emotions are targeting me, shooting me down with glares and
frowns...
Friends come and go...I'm down in the dumps...th-th-this world is so corrupt and i-
it's like a scary ride with loops, ups, downs, and spirals.. . . ...... .. . ..
Every season, new friends appear and then disappear
All of the sudden, I'm tasting the fretful fire of fear
Oh...awkward moments - I MUST HAVE SELF-CONTROL AND PATIENCE...to slowly
drift away from this enchanting, yet deceiving trance - I m-must pull up my pants
I need to seek repentance and CHILL OUT...throughout this circumstance...and just
d-d-dance...
There's times when I need to breathe in and out
Breathe in and out without a breath of doubt
Let me see the light at the end of the cave
I'm in grave...grave danger...I m-must be b-brave
Health got you down?
Blood pressure's up?
Can't sleep at night?
Nothing left in your cup?
Hey! Take it easy!
Kick back! Settle down!
You take life too seriously!
Go find your inner clown!
Kid around! Tell a joke!
Think of a funny riddle!
Come on, Jack:
Pick up your fiddle.
Hey diddle-diddle!
Don't be a crank. Play a prank!
Give yourself some room.
The best Rx for you
Is to cast off your gloom!
Don't believe me?
Think it's all hoo-ey?
Ready to stick out your tongue
And go PHOO-EY?
Well, I'll tell you what happened
To my friend at the doc's;
When they read him his blood pressure,
His knees 'gan to knock;
It was up there so high,
He was sure he'd soon die...
Then the doc came in,
Flashed a silly grin,
His fingers stroking
The imaginary Beard on his chin,
My friend thought this so funny,
He laughted his nose runny,
Til Doc gave him more news:
He had the 'urine test blues.'
Well, that really did it,
My friend couldn't quit
Laughing and guffawing
Til his sides nearly split.
When he fin'lly calmed down,
Doc said, "Sit back and rest.
It's time to retake that silly
Blood pressure test."
And what do you know?
Lo and behold,
When the reading was taken,
My friend's heart no longer was achin,'
And his pulse had stopped racin.'
"Good Heavens!" cried Doc,
"We musta been mistaken!
Either that or all these yuks musta
Fixed ye:
Your blood pressure's down to
110 over 60!"
BIRTHDAY POEM
When I saw you then
You were unknown
But somewhere in my heart
Blinks that you are known
Unwillingly attracted to your sight
Unknowingly in my heart started fight
Able to communicate my feelings
Unable to hide my emotions
Days pass by intimacy increased
Bond between us became built
I presented good news
Fortunately God opened your eyes
It realised your status
Brought to the feet of Jesus
Abandoned old life
Continued with new life
Compelled to comeback by kith& kin
Never turn back ahead of heaven
Started to grow slowly
Despite the tribulations flow rapidly
God used me to pat you back
You welcomed me to kick back
Everyday is special for us
Since the day of your salvation
God the lover has put a beautiful path
Amidst hard thorns ahead of you to walk
He leads safely
Without damage or loss
His deeds if we recollect
Are so amazing & wonderful
God enriched you in enrich
Exalted you in the university of adversity
He gave what you sought
Talents are in put in work
Accolades are given as token
Years are years God’s love doubled
The view i saw you at the beginning
The view i am seeing you at present
So...so....so...different
Became part and parcel of my life
Inseparable bond formed
Anticipating for wedding bells
To be one for life long
I doubted myself
Whether the above is true or dream
After a while I came to know
You are being TRANSFORMED
The next moment I remembered
It is YOUR BIRTHDAY