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Naked trees whose dilapidated bodies have outgrown the test of time
shoot unseemly into the unaccommodating sky flustering as they walk by
Nude trees laden with deceptive shadows waiting for the morrow
Echoing a somber tune with superficial topsoil eroding from the mad earth
I sat on the top of the exalted mount watching brittle trees swaying doubtfully in the motionless wind and one force would have done them in
Fragile branches stick delicately form their wounded side reaching out
and cracking slowly with a forceful smile while angels lament by their sides
I recall the good old days when there was laughter everywhere
smoke rushing out the chimneys and grandpa with his wooden axe
piling up woods on the side of the stream and dragging them into the fireplace
Drunken men sitting on the side of the street infuriated with exuberant laughter knocking dominoes and shouting at terrified girls parading the streets in short mini skirts.
strong women in tall long skirts knocking their tambourines as the minstrel marched around in circles and unruly men with loud music sticking out their feet in fancy jeeps shouting
Dry grass lay flat on the reproachable ground howling as if winter is still around
As far as the naked eyes could behold green trees are floating in the horizon way beyond me
but close beside me green leaves are barely sprouting on the topless trees
The earth is still casting doubts as it sinks deeper into its devouring throat
drenched by its painful self-inflicted wound spreading misery throughout
I kept sobbing at nature's frequent disruptions and mankind useless inventions
cars sliding and young men gallivanting and swearing under the dark bridge
Shameful faces hang in despair holding onto to a cloud that is not there
And Noah whom they say was a religious freak took one hundred and twenty years to build a ship that spared daylight out of darkness and give rise to a new moon
And what of the black plague that torment millions of bones in their sorrowful graves
And the Spanish flu had its impact too who knows what really brought it about
Nature has sucked the life out of the earth waiting for a miraculous rebirth
while death pounds heavily on fragile doors.
WHAT HAPPENED
Darkness is enveloping sinister
and frightening,
Elusive, alluring, captivating and
Inviting,
Every night it falls like a
clock that is punctual,
And we accept it as a part of
Our life that is factual,
Whilst the earth revolves
around a burning sun,
Giving us light,
Our moon revolves around
Planet earth,
That’s how it all began.
In the beginning was God –
The beginning of time,
Is when light and darkness
Starts to make sense in this rhyme.
And eventually the beginning of time,
Sought for man, and so we
Began our inevitable climb!
Thanks to Greek Mythology,
And the gods, Prometheus, it is said
Stole fire from the heavens, giving it
To humankind,
Which brought about the start
Of civilization, for now
Man could find,
And make warmth, hot food,
Primitive weapons, comfort and light,
Warding off dangerous predators
Of incredible might.
But Man also inherited evil
And so it was born,
From the serpent and Eve,
No longer was man as God
Made him, naïve.
The time of darkness and light,
And evil and good,
Is now understood,
Both were rife
In life!
The Crusaders who fought and killed
In the name of Christianity and God
Were a so called valiant lot,
But truly an evil killing squad!
After many eons we evolved and
And arrived at the last century, when
Two world wars were fought!
Millions of Jews were killed
In the 2nd World War’s plight,
Under Hitler, an evil leader who only
Saw his light,
In battle after battle and fight after fight!
Today we still fight the battle
Between darkness and light
It's name is narcotics, which allure
Youngsters into the darkness of life,
For which they will slice one
With a knife!
What are we heading for, for what
Is our strife?
Humankind should fervently
Pray for peace,
A life that is far from evil and dark,
Remember what happened for only
Noah, his family and few animals
And his Ark!
This could certainly happen again!
If atom bombs severe our planet in parts,
Human hearts,
Have already been chosen from
The North, South, East and West,
To start a new era from the mild, kind,
And faithful who have already
Been put to the test!
Matthew 24: 36 “However, no one knows the day or hour when these things will happen, not even the angels in heaven or the Son himself.[a] Only the Father knows.
37 “When the Son of Man returns, it will be like it was in Noah’s day. 38 In those days before the flood, the people were enjoying banquets and parties and weddings right up to the time Noah entered his boat. 39 People didn’t realize what was going to happen until the flood came and swept them all away. That is the way it will be when the Son of Man comes.
40 “Two men will be working together in the field; one will be taken, the other left. 41 Two women will be grinding flour at the mill; one will be taken, the other left.
42 “So you, too, must keep watch! For you don’t know what day your Lord is coming
Sunday Morning
Colors Of the Sky
Change dramatically
Rose to gold
Cobalt to pale gray
Crows
Are disturbed
Why
A jet flying to Atlanta Airport
Streaks overhead (thank God up there)
First flight of the day
A sign humans are awake
Sunday
Most humans will sleep longer
Stay in
Rest up
Anticipating the sameness of the week ahead
Unless
It is our last earthly day
Written: Sunday, August 07, 2022
Donald Trump Das Fuehrer's Braggadocio
Wrapped up in the Christmas holiday spirit,
I surmise doth allow
nationally collective obliviousness
to steer ship of state
(these United States)
to suffer retaliatory browbeat
ting activates, detonates, generates
je nais sais quois maliciousness
upon North American consciousness
from wickedly vehement uproarious tirades
the "FAKE" president doth crow,
whereby every word uttered
by the misfit mealy mouthed madman
in the Oval Office directly
impacts Lady Liberty, sans dow
wager even when the brash,
defensive, haughty...commander
in chief doth raised by alternately
by one or both colored eyebrow,
which nonverbal hostile
body language triggers
concomitant domino fallout
to devastating effect,
whereby analogous nee
palpable invisible reverberations
trigger thee threat
of global mortal Kombat flow
war moves the dial on
the Doomsday Clock to foreshadow
the stark realization of glow
bull thermonuclear conflict to hoe
var ominously over planet Earth,
which scenario haint Noah Joe
king matter, cuz
more'n juiced *****sapiens know
wingly, would be decimated,
where from Noel fierce
riding hobby horse, could
weather thee irrevocable low
down, once bombs away loosed,
and poised to strike
every fibrous marrow
with an irreversible tendon cee,
yet some hardy
species might narrow
lee escape radioactive fallout,
and blithely usurp meaning overthrow
this most menacing creature,
whose opposable thumb didst pro
pell the nasty, short tempered,
and mean minded
to upset status quo
and shred of a fatalistic,
graphic, and horrific roadshow
no Wizard of Oz (zee us born)
negating, obliterating, and pulverizing
the uninhabitable landscape
with burnt offerings
much more frightful than scarecrow,
which worst case scenario,
could explode today or tomorrow
leaving no trace of unlovely bones
merely mass cremated powder,
hence forsaked salvation
from... say Beto
O'Rourke, whose actively
democratic gumption joisted paradigm
grim fate recklessly
(hypothetically) did veto.
I don't believe in God, she says.
She is a mother. Did she think she created that baby?
The rainbow story is a myth, she adds.
What? I stare at her in disbelief.
Have you ever read that Bible?
No.
Okay.
Would you be willing to try it?
No.
What about Adam and Eve, Noah, the Ark?
What about Jesus?
You have to believe in Jesus! I say.
Because I think everyone should believe in miracles.
Miracles are such a relief!
But she does not
I feel sad for her
Life after death?
Heaven?
She shakes her head 'no'.
Her children are watching and listening.
I pray for them, hoping they will develop their own paths
And find Jesus, so they can believe in God, heaven, and miracles.
back a small number of years thee diva of this domicile
exhibited an aura, charisma, enigma…devoid of any guile
boot of late turned a cold shoulder to me and I’ll
avoid denigrating, haranguing, and lambasting said dell lisle
la, whose avoidance behavior toward me – who goes a mile
out of her way to ensure our paths do not cross – noah din nile
per the above – well, perhaps a slight bit of hyperbole
viz this, mine swift tailored, harried style
per potpourri of puzzling perturbation evinced
by said olde world germane German dame we lease this duplex
treating us, as if we committed some egregious crime
subsequently forced to stand trial
viz aversion toward this convivial, frivolous and introspective chap
methinks said realtor/renter joined a coven den
where doe eyed zen of thieves
occupy teaching rubric of mean-ness while
taking appropriate and selective pages from play book of sarah palin,
which tension unlikely to cease for the next nine months till the deed
doth expire, where by this witch a taw hook cans ass (ours) will be freed
of renting a long and fostered, roach and fox infested, century21
from once salient sympathetic ear this now manifested Scrooge like greed
reminding us (essentially via cessation of any interaction),
how she once did heed
to our various and sundry travails – though neither myself nor spouse,
the latter whose vociferousness regularly exudes loathsomeness
toward key per, once a vouch saving storied angel without fail and indeed
wife tis not shy to vent where a plethora of expletives lead
rant and rave toward an impending crisis that will me send out an SOS
ever felt compelled to join Hemlock society or drown sorrows in mead
yet disappointment arises, when formerly positive dynamic now im peed
did by reasons unbeknownst to me,
who feels grateful ye chanced to read
my babbling of poetically irrational from a regular Joe,
who doth not sport Harris Tweed
nor (despite any immediate intimations)
doth newt smoke booze nor drink week.
What Gets My Goat - By Noah Kidding
Though I shy away from drink,
an unexpected case
of DT's finds this ace
of spades (also known as the spadille)
bleating heart liberal,
airing how disgrace
full the Tommyknocker of zee prez
doth aspire with
Desperation toward efface
sing outspoken, knowledgeable,
intelligent, et cetera grace
full Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, sans
The Shining eyes of dragon light,
and self deluded Dreamcatcher
importance bulwark brace
sing, bullying, and spewing
pot shot vitriol toward
said neophyte lace
sing his blather with
spongy bobbing parrot head
of his papa, who hoop fully gets
ousted by Democratic
candidate from place
de resistance on pedestal,
he haughtily perches touting
himself as superior race,
aye pray to dog his trace
as human wrecking ball
expunged and reprehensible
brewed den mean ways vanishes
upon election day
November 3rd, 2020,
and his ilk (henchmen
one and all) in vase
sieve like Kudzu, or
other aggressive choke
king courtesy intolerable, inhospitable,
and ineradicable testy,
pesky, and grumpy folk
especially one bearded
Dudley Doright dressed dude
with gray flecks poke
king the brown grizzle
blindingly shimmering from
"FAKE" filal smoke
and mirrors Junior Firestarter
slicked back hair doo evokes a joke
lame Kujo, albeit
cheap tricks up pa's city
faux Taj Mahal sleeve!
The genie in the bottle beside Alladin's lamp
awaiting the cue to perform her dance
Aromatic spices fill the air..authentic meals to be my fare.
Tagines of fowl and lamb....fish and yams
Bastille chicken flavored with cinamon, raisins and date palm.
Finely ground walnuts,pecans and such
give flavors ..a mysterious touch.
Walls alive in mosaic designs.....brocaded covered chairs,
vivid colors dazzlingly bright ...... send my mind on a fantasy flight
to Biblical times.
Tamborines and drums...castanets and strings ,
tease the soloist as she sings.......in language strange,
croons an angelic voice...is it
that of Solomon the king?
The desert draws near .... and there
behold, Moses leading the Israelites...
Noah building his ark.......pairs of animals to be seen
the furious Pharao beside his Egyptian queen.
king solomon himself upon his throne
a solitatry figure as though made of stone.
The Genie dances only as such a one can
with sharp sword balanced atop her head.
Among flying scarves , a dizzying path.....
through tables and chairs she weaves.
Her body a nudge....a tremor...... a blur
leaves a mysterious afterglow.
Then the music stops.... the scenery fades
Now I'm back to a place that fails to compare
to the distant one I've seen
with Alladin's lamp as my guide ..... a mysterious genie by my side..
Just to let my friends know that this was my experience last night during my
Birthday dinner. We dined at a Morroccan restaurant. a delightful experience it
was.
The flood waters had drawn back
Land made its debut
The past gone and over
With nothing but hope in view
Hard work and labor ahead
Building and creating...what
Grown minds can't forget experience
No matter how one sought
...to begin again
After a time of planting and pruning
Harvest came in fullness of glory
Lending God's blessing
To the legendary story
Funny how a flood can wash away life
But not bring one to self control
The father "god" released himself
To the lusts of his consuming soul
...in celebration of humanity
What did Cush know before
That seeped under the skin to once again
Reveal the nakedness of humanity
And the sepulcher of sin
Had LOVE been present with Noah
His response could not have been a curse
Forgiveness and compassion
Would have covered even the worst
....desires
He walked away with a fear of self
And exalted himself in fear and shame
He would never need that presence again
When he forged a powerful, worship base...of a name
He would create a world of debauchary
Where twisted passions are indulged
Men and women could experiment
And the nakedness of man bulged
...in plain sight
Kingdoms came and went throughout the ages
Merging and assimilating with one
Osiris and Isis, pagan gods
Yet "freedom" displays their symbols under GOD and GUN
All of civilization has been touched by failure
To respond appropriately to fear
Written history slants truth to serve agendas
With peanuts and beer
...with a wink of the eye
The system hides at the height of education
The breaking down of a flowing mind
Add a little "god" to the knowledge
And one can operate outside of the confines of time
Raising humanity above the sludge of soul
Into the heavenlies of a magical god
Using the terrors and horrors of the past
To make a paved road, much easier to trod
...to the ALL SEEING EYE
Education under the guise of religion
Is the perfect place to hide humanity's fear
We wonder if there is a difference, choice can make
That will bring down an all-consuming fire to sear
Man's conscience to perfection, the sainted election
Of those who will go into the next world, without sin
How can GOD deliver humanity, anew
Without ONE failing again...and again
...nothing new under the sun
Written by Trudy Schrader on 05-16-2018
Don't Do It
As a parent I have caught myself
Many times saying this phrase
My first son's name in Noah
So our favorite kids book had come to be
One titled No No Noah
Then I was like he needs to learn
To use his own mind and learn
From his mistakes to become independent
So I am now gonna take one into these
Don't do it, don't eat that , don't lie
Don't cheat, don't murder, don't envy,
Don't steal, don't drink that, don't eat to much,
Don't watch that, don't commit adultery,
You better not put that fork in the outlet,
You better look both ways before you get run over,
There is an endless chain of do's and don't
My foolish mind can't remember all these
So that I might appear good to man
God gave us laws and rules before Jesus
And even to this day for the ungodly
But those which have been washed clean
These have been written on your hearts and minds
For the divine father leads your path
There will be guilt within to show you
You will see all the evil that tries to pull you back
If you feel it is pulling you out of God's will
Leave it whatever it is to remain in peace and joy
This is the purpose of our heavenly father
For He will mold you into a Child of God
Our earthy father if we have one present
Is to teach how to make it in this world
Unless they have the spirit of God to direct them
May God comfort, guide, and fill you with
His love , peace and joy , And fill you with
The mystery and truth in His word