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“I wear the chain I forged in life,” replied the ghost,
“I made it link by link, and yard by yard; I girded it on
of my own free will, and of my own free will I wore it.”
— Marley in Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol
“Why is the rum gone?”
“True enough, the compass does not point North…
it points to the thing you want most in the world”
— Jack Sparrow, Pirates of the Caribbean
f a m o u s for w-h-a-t
what’s friendship, when famous —
drip drip drip of diamonds
gold that clamors and clangs
like a Marley ghost
(the knockers froth)
a revolving door, an arrow
North
West
East
South
Cupid’s conundrum—
a whirring compass,
C-a-p-t-a-i-n Sparrow’s
birds spinning on a clothesline
dropping sans five and dime
w-a-s-t-i-n-g your time
in a party b-u-s t
white powder
angel dust
silk stockings posing on seats
s-m-e-l-l-s of feet
hair tossed like a Caesar salad
jaded olives, glitter dressing
and who w-o-n your underpants
nothing left underneath…
11/26/2019
The dream was of me
I dreamt off me in my dream
It was fearfully dreadful a dream
Long ago was the day of my last dream
Before the dream that came knocking on me
Startled still, as I opened up myself for it
Then comes the dream in a dreamy toga.
They were many of them gathered
Gathered only in one accord accordingly
Like the disciples of Jesus Christ of the then
In front of a room just like the upper room
Some in their usual ape-like suite with a tie
Others in Babariga ;Ankara ; Damask ;Lab coat
Pretending to be engrossed with something
Giggling with a mischievous stern look.
In one accord they all nodded cynically
Mimicking no one but the Agama lizard
It was of me they discussed endlessly
Still refusing to leave the only path
That leads to the other world of light
From the darkness we were plunged into
They scornfully displayed the key before me
It was the key to the other world of light.
Tiredness suddenly zoom off me
As I regain my strength to continue to
Force my way out, off the men who held sway
For several moons only in darkness in a garden
Meant to be of light en-route knowledge.
Alas! My freedom came like a proverbial thief
The king of the jungle only in the dark.
For the misfit mistaken as men in our garden of light
They were swept off the ground, nurtured, captured
And ruptured into the dustbin of history,
As I regain freedom from the shackles of their fiefdom,
I shared the dream of me with other dreamers
That was me in my dream.
Alayande Stephen.T
13th,July,2006 , 9.49pm
~Mountains~
(Double Choka)
Over the mountains
Sun shines in all its splendor
Beautiful trees stand out tall
Birds assemble there
Eagles soar right to the top
Wild flowers covers the ground
Blue mountains stand grand
Deers and bears roam all around
Eyes can't get enough nice scene
All trees seem to glow
You can feel God's loving touch
Breathe in enjoy all the view.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
February.11.2017
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~ Author's Notes :
The " Choka " is a Japanese poetry form or style.
~ Mountains ~
(Double Choka)
Over the mountains
Sun shines in all its splendor
Beautiful trees stand out tall
Birds assemble there
Eagles soar right to the top
Wild flowers covers the ground
Blue mountains stand grand
Deers and bears roam all around
Eyes can't get enough nice scene
All trees seem to glow
You can feel God's loving touch
Breathe in enjoy all the view.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
July.24.2017
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~ Author's Notes :
The " Choka " is a Japanese poetry form or style.
~Moonglow~
(Rictameter)
My Love
Heart for you beat
I see beams of moonglow
You're my one and only true love
My heart belongs to you and there's magic
Darling when I think of you and
Each time I see the moon
I dream of you
My Love
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
November.28.2016
~Author's Notes:
The " Rictameter" is a very popular invented poetry form or style that just popped up on the internet in the last decade. No one seems to take credit as the source.
The "Rictameter" has a scheme similar to the Cinquain poetry form or style.
so, who is not dishonest,
right from the word go?
who put the I before promise?
it was you because I said so... from the word go
when I was nearly a child
you were almost a baby
it is not time that decides
you don't get to play me... almost a baby
almost a baby
now as the world divides
and it's all forks and knives
now I live a thousand lives
All of them tainted, I'm tainted
standing tall in my shade
you were almost a baby
ne'er had call to be afraid
Well, not until lately... almost a baby
when I was nearly a child
a'playin' knock-a-door-run
s'bold, gentle and wild
Now where has that boy gone?... knock-a-door-run
knock-a-door-run
we are now civilised
I'm the creative one
devising alibis
and I am going, I'm gone, I'm wasted
when I was nearly a child
you were almost a baby
BACK IN THE LAB IN THE SIXTIES
WHEN LSD WAS ALL THE RAGE.
GENETICALLY MODIFIED BEINGS
APPEARED ON THE PREVIOUS PAGE.
OUT ON THE RANCH ON MONSANTO
A ROUND-UP OF SHEEPLE BEGAN.
THIS MY FRIEND IS A STORY
OF A VERY SECRETIVE PLAN.
TO ALTER THE HUMAN FREQUENCY
A GOAL SPACE ALIENS HAD IN MIND.
TO CREATE A HUMAN ZOMBIE
OVER A DISTANCE OF TIME.
TIME IS MEASURED IN DISTANCE
WHEN YOU THINK AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT.
TO CREATE AN ENTIRE UNIVERSE
IS POSSIBLE OVER NIGHT.
GENETICALLY MODIFY ORGANISMS
IS TO ALTER THE D N A.
ALIEN ASSISTED EVOLUTION.
IS A THEORY AS WE SAY
CREATING A HUMAN ZOMBIE
IS SCIENCE AT ITS BEST.
CONTROLLING THESE BREATHING CREATURES
IS A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT TEST.
ONCE WE PERFECTED CLONING
EVERYTHING FELL INTO PLACE.
GENETICALLY MODIFIED BEINGS
WERE SENT INTO OUTER SPACE.
GALAXY UNIVERSITY STUDENTS
TOOK PART IN THE INVESTIGATION.
OUTER SPACE GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS
WERE PART OF THE OBSERVATION.
GENETICALLY MODIFIED BEINGS,
RETURNED FROM OUTER SPACE.
AS GENETICALLY MODIFIED SOLDIERS
WHO CONTROL THE HUMAN RACE.
THE MODIFIED OR HUMAN ZOMBIE'S,
WHO WERE ONCE CONSIDERED PEOPLE.
ARE NOW ROUNDED UP IN CAMPS
AND OTHER WISE KNOWN AS SHEEPLE.