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Premium Member Onslaught

The crowbar rattled at the clattering noise,
In the yard, against the hulls and hoys,
A Cloud of tar smoke rose through the green,
Large oil slicks floating on the lake sheen.

Inconsistent hills throughout the landscape,
The sunlight was a deep purple color shape,
Similar to the finishes of Florentine bronze,
That's it for the day, no real swans.

Overwhelming sadness now needs our song,
From death, an awful lot of sadness sprung,
What type of tears? What heart's grief arrest, 
What sighs on sighs lobs the mom's breast?

With faint homes to brilliant ethereal light,
The enchanted guiltless has taken flight,
On the liberal bosom of undying love,
We find a concealed elevation above.

Warden, I realize you both mourn her loss,
She no longer feels the hold of pain across,
The regulations of elegance are without bias,
You can turn your pain into grace and praise.

The dread of the interminable assault,
The arrival of gizmos has long been sought,
All these notions had a major effect on history,
 Each was a frightening age-related mystery.

The attack on slavery was nonsense,
Designed to hide the ambitions for pretense,
Never before has a tiny beast attacked so hard,
It just bites its horns and hides with its tiny shard. 

Thoughts on webcasts, phone calls, Facebook,
Rising vitality contains attacks and an ebook,
Both were made by teenagers in their twenties
Bounty drives and precious realities.

Do not shed tears in the flowing river,
No real pain in the dark pits to deliver,
The first light was magnificently bright,
It was soon covered by the haze of the night.

This eliminates spontaneity, love, and anxiety,
It steals time and hides physical and moral piety,
Concept, politics, creation, and profit come first,
A blitzing slave was a lie to hide the curst.

1st Place Contest Winner

Written: September 08, 2022

Pick-A-Title, Vol 32 - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Protesting Truth Speaks

I see liberal action out marching 
In protest against an elected body 
Hypocrites who hold no value 
hitting a raw nerve highlights 
in their own country of choice

Freedom is being turned upside down 
judged and brought into law 
corruption against the holy script 
criminals dressed as victims attack democracy

Directly as proficient liars are exposed daily 
tearing down human rights of the just

Unholy morals has no grounds to speak or act 
our liberty is of moral choice
We are silenced to accept certain agendas 
under good conduct hidden views against truth 
revealing a deep upset knowing it carries hurt

A secret pains honesty 
in reverse unfolding one dark spot 
at the crossroads 
The true cards
if they were laid clearly upon the table 
Correctly baring 
they would instruct the ignorant 
into the marrow of the bone 
undressing such a source 
that remains completely blind

Premium Member Spirituality

SPIRITUALITY
  
   Sensing seeking supreme spirit within
   Perception beyond physical and mental contour
   Inner quality of introspection to know self.
   Realization of Nature and human on universal prospect.
   Inquisitiveness to explore immortality of soul
   Talent to understand and explain philosophy of life.
   Utterly free from personal desire and interest.
   Aspiration to resonate in melody of aria sung by soul.
   Liberal with love and loyalty for Universe.
   Inherent intuition to assess purpose of mortal life.
   Tempted to venture sublime spirit devoid of body and mind.
   Yearning for eternal ethereal wisdom in ecstasy.
    
   04/27/20

                       Third Place
  'A Poem Honoring Spirituality' Contest by  Caren Krutsinger
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Let the Grace of the Lord Be With You

I come to you it with open arms 
I come to you to forgive my sin Oh, please my Lord 
Oh God,  my God I surrender all
Even now your glory beholds me and I want to be enthralled
Let the grace of the Lord be with you be with you
Let the grace of the Lord be with you be with you
No matter what you go through no matter what you do
I pray and say let the grace of the Lord be with you
For all I know is that I'm never going to win 
If I continue in,  if I continue in 
My love be with you forever more
Your Grace & Mercy I have enjoyed 
Let the grace of the Lord be with you be with you
Let the grace of the Lord be with you be with you
I am unworthy to be your child 
While all the while,  yet all the while 
Now I will come on to you and when I come 
Shall I be approved of your letters bring liberal
I pray let the grace of the Lord be with you be with you
And I say let the grace of God shield you, shield you
Those freedoms,  freedom my heart's desire 
Is to stand fast in the faith be strong like the  forefathers 
I am submitting myself coming to the altar 
Put your hand down don't even bother 
The citation from Paul and Timothy to the churches of Galatia
Oh watch you stand fast in the faith be quit like men be strong 
Let all the things be done with charity
I beg you my brother engage and greet all the brethren 
And if not any man have his soul
Within every suit he refuses to let the savior in 
Let the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with You 
Brother love let the grace of the Lord Jesus Christ be with you
Be with you my love be with you all in Christ Jesus forevermore yes forever more
Just had a revelation May the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you always
 Let the grace of the Lord be with you be with you
 Let the grace of the Lord be with you be with you

Inspired from 2nd Corinthians 16
Written by James Edward Lee Sr©2017
August 1 2017

Premium Member The POTUS's Five Stages of Lying

Stage One: There was a crime? Oh, please don't offend,
because I'm saying IT NEVER HAPPENED.

Stage Two: Just ignore whatever you read.
IT HAPPENED BUT NOT THE WAY YOU SAID.

Stage Three: Okay, Giuliani, our legal eagle
said IT HAPPENED BUT IT WASN'T ILLEGAL.
(Wait, what? Giuliani's been disbarred?)

Stage Four: Okay, the liberal press did their due diligence
and we have to admit
IT HAPPENED, IT WAS ILLEGAL
BUT THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT.

Stage Five: Enough with your fake news bit.
Your reporting's not worth a bucket of spit.
IT HAPPENED, WE'RE PROUD OF IT
AND YOU'RE A TRAITOR FOR QUESTIONING IT!
© Jim Healey  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


857 Sorry, Liberal

857.
Sorry, Liberal

(1) Ako ay tutula nang maikling-maikli
Para sa 78th Birthday ng Liberal Party

(2) Isang tula ng pag-sorry
Para sa lahat ng nasa Liberal party

(3) Sana tayo ay magbati na
Dahil ang isa't isa'y ating kinontra

(4) Kinontra ko kayo
Kinontra niyo ako

(5) At dahil ako ang pasimuno
Ako rin ang tatapos dito

(6) Sa ating kaytagal nang hidwaan
Na parang wala na yatang katapusan

(7) Kaya bilang tugon sa panawagang pagkakaisa
Ng UniTeam o BBM-Sara na dakila

(8) Hayaan niyo po ako na makipagkasundo
Proverbs 16:8 ay iiwan ko sa inyo.

-01/19/2024
(Dumarao… my gift for the
78th Birthday of Liberal Party
of the Philippines)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member News Or Expert Opinions

News Or Expert Opinions
Tom’s View
12/3/2021

While I'm sitting here this morning airing my gripes,
the Media shows support for most Hollywood types.

Reporting in a manner heretofore unforeseen,
the liberal press is a propaganda machine.

Spinning most all stories to fit the left narrative,
a liberal slant seems to be, most imperative.

Unbiased journalist they're not, but they are two faced,
who lets not a political crisis, ever waste.


“You can’t always go by expert opinion. A Turkey, if you ask a Turkey,
 should be stuffed with grasshoppers, grit, and worms”
Changing Times
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Empowering Integrity

Verbal microaggressions
[You are a liar!]
neglect non-violent humanity
as macroaggressions
[uninvited explosions with intent to kill],
rather far beyond verbal bullying,
physically retaliate against abusive inhumanity,
seldom too fastidious
about recognizing collateral damage
to people
pets
plants
planet Earth.

Critical mistrust
[how does this defend democracy?]
may yet remain mindful of Golden Rules,
active hope for our own
and Other's cooperatively-owned
transparent
vulnerable
healthy future

In a wide and deep in-between room
estate
State bounded by blind trust
unearned by prior relationship experience
[forgiving kleptocracy
while continuing to empower future theft]
are more typically associated with learned win/win memories
in prior associated categories of relationship
[I suppose censure could be merciful shaming]--
these become compassionate benefits, 
compromised by doubt
[requiring apology to global victims 
suffering from narcissistic abuse 
of climate-healing powers].

But self-promoting oligarchy
leads more robustly toward active distrust of those who
dissonantly
and consistently play win/lose
[with well-being, health, and universal prosperity
stipulated goals of democratic constitutions]
apparently too comfortable with their own retributive
disempowering addictions
to see and hear and smell and taste
ecological and theological win/win health benefits
of restoring interdependent peace

For liberal love resilience
and conserving resonance
through cooperatively co-invested justice--

Non-violently impeaching win/lose compromises
against democracy's multicultural health benefits
without lose/lose 
micro- and macro-aggressive doubt
about what behaviors support healthier democracy
and what responses further feed pathological plutocracy.

Premium Member Relationships Difficult To Imagine

It's difficult to imagine
a liberal hearing "capitalism"
where a conservative fears too progressively individualistic
ego-investments in "liberalism,"

It may be difficult to imagine
too liberal with win/lose secular commodification
of fragmented life,
choosing majority rule democratic process compromises,
sacrifices of disorganized rabblish losers
rather than a salvific species 
of liberally lavish empathic lovers,

Played as if we were win/lose tokens
in an epic Monotony Game,
each autonomously hoping to be reborn 
into privileged status,
to wear the final egocentric crown
before all the less fortunate losers wander off
in cynical despair
of ever winning life's final multi-regeneration
love lottery.

It's difficult to imagine
a too liberal Both/And RightBrain
patiently suffering,
tolerating,
sometimes recklessly codepending on
a too conservative Either/Or LeftBrain
monoculturing 
capital-hoarding economist,
a strictly utilitarian
technocratic
patriarchal
bureaucratic monopolist
monotheist,
sleepy and unfeeling narcissistic monotonist.

It's difficult to imagine
a LeftBrain
dominated only with win/win compassion
to restore global Earth-centered justice
and multiculturing peace
as a more appropriate response
to climates of bicameral partisanship,
inside Left with Right hemispheres
as outside West with East,
conserving both transcendent sainthood
and not losing incarnate soul,

Playing nice together
to Win liberally compassionate multicultural empowerment
and Win sacred conservation of health-wealth economies
evangelical
natural-spiritual therapeutic
ego/eco-governance.

It's difficult to imagine
living fully without original primal
double-binding
not-not ZeroSum nurturing memory
of EarthMother's wombed Paradise,
spoken through listening voices
of transubstantiating DNA instructions
for personal through global resilient 4D regeneration.

It's difficult to remember
when LeftBrain natural spring health
also meant RightBrain spiritual autumn wealth
of economic-ecologos 
listening-speaking empowering co-passion.

Premium Member If Only Was Lonely

If only was lonely, after what if jumped off a cliff
Saying: "My regret score is too low, I must give it a go."
Dared deed done and dusted
It was game over, own goal, 
Score: one down cliff to nil.

So friends met to lament what if,
With thoughts of what might have been, and if only.
His tombstone was inscribed: "Get over it, I dared it with a cliff"

Regret and remorse met in wake
To drown what might have been, with too many toasts,
and liberal serves of hot unscrambled eggs on toast.

Taking risks begets regrets if you fail.
Taking a chance has remorse in its tail
Fate a letter pre-posted in the mail,
Be in it to win it, piles debt in hope chest's grail.

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