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A POEM IN NEED
ONE I AM UNABLE TO FILL
Xiao Ling, is a poem that needs to be written.
Xiao Ling, is a poem that I would love to write.
Her inner / outer beauty - with, I have become smitten.
She, for a short while, made me feel life was alright.
I have never been to China.
Think I touched Her Heart so finna?
Reached deep within, to touch Her Soul.
She, I never really got to know.
I am unable to fathom the dreams,
the desires of an other, it seems.
For they / she travels on different beams.
I know , I never touched the edges of Her Heart,
nor the fringes of Her sweet Soul
Her youthful Spirit I did enjoy,
as She allowed much for this old boy
to fill my twilight days with.
The illusion, of touching Her Heart, lingers on
even though, reality is !, She is long gone
in search of Her own dreams and desires
as this old fool faces death, of his burning fires.
What once was, will never come back.
My heart strings, I will have to let be slack
as I crawl among and through every moment
of every experience we shared, that meant
I was alive, living life in fulfillment
of a greater sacrament.
B. J. "A" 2
November 4th 2010
Of My (Lenovo External) Computer Screen
Within mere nanoseconds,
(or less than an instagram ming
kickstarter reddit snap,
chat ting shutter
fly), this bopeep
awakens (i.e. ascends) beep
ping from, a pseudo steep
descent transcendental
restorative meditation,
(though there be
unREM burr hubble
dream times re:
viz zit ting me
"Max C. Mum" security creep
right after headroom gets
shut-eye as
requisite upkeep
whereat, I still feel fluky,
junky, and yucky,
sans like the Cisco kid)
ready to be
tossed on scrapheap,
and wanna get
right back asleep
this, no matter
e'en if temporarily
feel rested, and cheap
per after doze'n
(ala bright tailed, sheep
push, and bushy eyed),
primed to leap,
over historically
fattened dustheap,
nonetheless this ole baby
boomer purportedly reap
aired awakens from deep
slumber, yet suddenly without
warning internal forces
overpowering, qua in
tense gravitational pull
immediately pulling slip
ping vacuuming
suction yanking me (a dude
dill ling Yankee) helplessly,
irresistibly back into zzz
top land of Honah Lee
courtesy of Sleepy's
easy chair holy jeep
pers, analogous to Uriah Heap,
when clear out the blue...
(screen of death), what should
appear without a clue,
but hypersomnia (excessive daytime
sleepiness) heavy as an Emu
pursuing with full force
like gang (lion) busters goo
goo wing nsync with
Doctor Zeus then stopping,
cuz Horton hears a hoo
cryptic message loo
wuss lee translated
(by Alaska Natives
holed up in their igloo)
essentially means view
pixels will unwittingly woo
spell bind and forever bind you
to a flickr ring cursor
and aux com1 (an ex port)
whatsapp pining
to the human zoo.
tactical rainbows
a fresco to p a i n t
red berets, blue berets
rainbows are tactic
F R E E
Madiba and Fidel play
chess upstairs
glass goblets t
ink
LING
then they s
a
M
b
A
sea of Love
w i d e n
a space upon the s
H
or
e
where van Riebeeck too
saw colours
G A L O R E
when red and blue melts
into purple
tactics become tick-tack-toe
in
a furnace where
rainbows laugh
Zzzzzzzz~
Tribute to those slain at sandy hook elementary school ™
I read the terribly tragic news oh boy
about unlucky kids
at a Connecticut elementary school
thus a spark in me
heavily languished from deadly ploy!
The steely bullets lit
tinder - kindle ling bastard
nemesis illicit throve illicit
pandemonium didst sting
this papa s if his entire being hit
by mortar rounds,
and his mouth hooked dry like sandy grit
from cold bloody merciless killing,
whereby logical explanation does not fit!
Hours after the merciless horror,
(already five years ago)
I dialed me younger sister in bend, Oregon
and over the phone did cry
per wanton massacre
and loss of innocent children,
a part of this dada did die
no matter this papa
of two darling young adult daughters
each day he does espy
open mouth and wide eyed Shutterfly,
how the years of their lives
(And mine) ever faster fly
yet, a figurative stab
to the heart tore up this gentle guy
felt obliged to blubber love for sibling,
while attempting to say hi
whereby psyche rent asunder,
who would sacrifice himself to lie!
asper distraught fathers
and/or mothers heart broken for
beautiful daughters and sons
only thru memories can only adore
from cleft psyche, gut-wrenching,
woefully torment
searing within mind doth bore
recovery from such loss...
They found it profitable.
the extraction of wastewater foam to be mixed
with Detergent and using air pressure
to create a rich lather.
then mixing it with the
wastewater foam. It is then
redpieced,
meaning red pigment is added
to create a rich dark red color.
the crowing process comes
with in a separate batch
mortar and
burnt grounded oyster shell are mixed
into a thick batch
where it then is moved into
the crowning stage where the foam
cement is formed.ling and battery stages
consist of pouring the foamed cement
into large castes?containers to create stones,
Or blowing the contents into ravines, holes or
on the ground to create usable stones for construction.
"the inverted Pyramid"
and L'équipement de Laboratoire"
When the reporter came to do the interview, the Jolly Ole fat guy was
standing in the doorway in a three piece suit, smiling. He told me smiling to the point where his eyes appeared closed: " oh hell a reporter:: that ole secretary of mine she never tells me anything on time: I didn't even know you where coming." " don't think I'm half assed or some kooky ole fart: y'all come in here and
sit down lunch is to be served in moments: that why that ole gal made so much food!' Ha, haee-hee ha: he laughed.
The ghost of Harriet Harris abhor real
disillusioned, disenchanted,
and disembodied (incorporeal
spirit of mine late mother) doth feel
displeasure toward this sole son seal
ling himself most every day inside
the one bedroom flat, a bargain deal
asper costs pegged to monthly
social security disability as sole
income intended to support me,
and the missus, who does not troll
the internet for employment,
and in fact exhibits no goal
to supplement marginal roll,
out sans unearned income, especially now,
(no surprise I wanna be a bachelor)
cuz finances teeter on cusp of red hole
mainly whereby two sizable
automotive costs (within a
six plus month period) sunk me soul,
and psyche on the point
of despair, where goal
to be alive undermined
nearly being penniless
and this communique not aiming to trawl
for sympathy, nor remuneration,
which latter would definitely draw scowl
upon countenance of eldest daughter completes
University study (housed with her eminent beau
within city of brotherly love), awl
so this papa disinclined to apprise her
meager finances put me the dole
drums mainly aforestated a cup pull
of hefty car repairs
spurs impetus to burrow self like a mole
whiling away hours of each twenty four hour
listening...perhaps for me the bell will toll
(at long last mitigating this
deplorable strait no life atoll
where today hard pressed
upon Highland Manor knoll,
and basically undifferentiated from yesterday),
budget restrictions limit choices, hence I stay
inside, where the brutal cold oye vey
also contributes preference
to remain comfortable at
60?Fahrenheit until April or May
solitary (trivial) purrs hoots
occupy time, to allay
writing, reading, meditating,
exercising... staves off ennui
until...these lovely bones turn brittle,
and shock (wave) of brown hair turns gray.
Sometimes insects are yucky
Scary looking and beastly
That make you jump out of your skin
But one holds beauty from within
This furry ling legged creature soon
Will hide inside a warm cocoon
Transforming into colored wings
And all the beauty that it brings
Will immerse from deep inside
Where it was kept mummified
Now this graceful gorgeous sight
spreads its wings as it takes flight
Into its new home in the sky
Exotic and free it will fly
Like a colored perfect painting
A masterpiece it is creating
Putting on a dainty show
As rhythm begins to flow
From this poised and nimble newborn
Dancing to a new life song
As the butterfly flutters by
Above our heads and way up high
'
Brainstorming (For Me) Generates "Writer's Block"
Lesson obstruction,
but more so an over
whelming flood of ideas
makes dredging, conceiving
than giving birth
to an amenable notion
more difficult than grabbing,
(even a tony tiger) by the tail,
who readily admits
said titled quasi moniker
denoting onset, sans
(to experience authorial dearth)
of satisfactory acceptable theme
(first to pinpoint, than expound)
more accurate generalization
cerebral struggle
regularly visits this Earth
ling, when embarking upon
a literary creative enterprise,
thus gluttonous analogy
to swollen girth
after gorging ravenous
appetite on verge
to keel (crushing
screened iron curtain garrison)
over 'pon arduously
(belching at every
step, viz process),
while lumbering
to heavenly hearth,
(a Homeric Odyssey) filling
the dining hall with mirth,
thus, I hoop fur
ewe dear reader,
spending your time
whiz wool worth
the effort receiving insight about,
how this logophile really
haint goot much clout
to boast, (nor doth,
he...wrack his mind
to coon sitter) himself devout
lee gifted, (cuz...he aint),
nor does yours truly
make pretenses to flout
any arrogance, bombast,
conceit, et cetera,
yet avers pain
staking effort
(akin to sinking grout)
to plug up gushing geyser of
superfluous excess bursting,
competing, and exploding
beyond capacity of this lout
finding me (a
piggish porcine – person)
hogtied with no
recourse but to pout
reaching pig tailed wits end,
as pertains to this poetic scout,
who welcomes inspirational uber lyft
through swiftly tailored
harried sty hill.
Color'in books AND crayO.La looks
with a smile wondering while she
might be craZy or knot.ting a note
hear it ring from a ;ping! and a ling
a long song sing.ing over and over.
Again.
What's the color of my pen?
mmmm...
violettes de toulouse.
Sugar ;)
The flowers, leaves and roots of various Viola species are used for medicinal purposes,
being rich in vitamins A and C. They also contain a type of antioxidant called an
anthocyanin. Viola flowers are also used to make an herbal tea that is used in Chinese
herbal medicine...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Violet_(plant)
purrr pple... be sweet and be well.
Form:
Witches do not wear green I told the little blonde thing.
She had swept in on a broom with a ring-a-ding-a-ling.
Laughing at my absolutes, she stuck her tongue out at me.
She is your idea? Trixie, my muse asked with a bit of glee.
She came from my imagination, I admitted, but I do not know her.
The little witch did a fancy no-hands trick and gave us a purr.
She sounds like a cat, I would watch out if I were you, Trixie said.
I picked up a pencil and began drawing to get her out of my head.
I will just draw her up fast, I said to almost no one at all.
She did a few extra loop-de-loop tricks, but in no way did fall.
Let’s just ink her up, Trixie coaxed me, I knew she wanted to paint.
Of course I made her green, in honor of St Paddy’s day, Saint.