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Take Two Bullets

Take Two Bullets

Take two bullets orally with gun powder dry
Loaded water as a chaser can shoot them down
Some cinnamon for flavor to encase the rounds
Ensures the procedure is correct, is profound
Torpedoes are too difficult to swallow
Something about their shape and size
Avoid bazooka breath when you digest
The aftertaste is hollow and benign 
Keep projectiles away from children
Who creep up from behind
Stir things up with barrels of a pistol
Two bullets is what the doctor ordered
But not as suppositories
If all goes well with the original directions
Fragments should come out intact about the other side
We can project that these projectiles
Will have a happy healthy outcome in the end
Keep extra ammunition by your side in bed
Always check the expiration dates
Take your bullets every day to stay alive


Premium Member My Drug of Choice

Man-made drugs
Induce an altered state
A psychedelic paradise
Of euphoria
A burst of colors
Impaired reality of dreams
A fix of blissful forgetfulness
Married to ecstasy

What need have I of these?
When I have you
My drug of choice
I will not touch any of the others
But you, I long to touch…
To feel you under my fingertips
To caress before I ingest
And let you posses...

Every way I can have you is good…
I inject
Inhale
Take you in orally
Taste you laced with everything
Under my tongue...

There…ah….there….it begins
I start getting high….
Climbing and climbing
My roller coaster rocketing high
On your words
On the scent of your emotions
On the presence of you in my mind
Who could ever find
A more wholesome or better stimulant...

Yes, you stimulate every part of me
You excite me
Make me delirious
Bring fire to my veins
Drive me insane
Make me oblivious to the pain
Leave me wanting more than the time before
Wanting a larger dose of you
More dangerous
More hallucinogenic
Unaware of my surroundings
I climax on this induced trip
You….my drug of choice
The drug from which
There is not even an iota
Of hope for rehabilitation….EVER...

Every cell to my very core is under your control
I want you coursing in my blood
Flooding my brain
FIX AFTER FIX AFTER FIX
More often…more intense…longer…stronger…
What drug can compare to you?
My ever present addiction…
Opiate of my obsession
Drug of my choice….
YOU!

Eileen Manassian Ghali

Was struck by a bolt of inspiration on this one! :)

Belt it out with Amy Winehouse…..”They wanted to take me to rehab, but I said ‘NO, NO, NO’.” ;) When I teach my students a rule or so in grammar, I say, for example, "Can you use a comma to join two independent clauses? Is it enough punctuation?" Then, in answer, I belt out with Amy..."NO, NO, NO!" They laugh!

Premium Member Nil By Mouth

Plink. Plink.

Drip...
follows drop,
follows drip,
follows drop.

Plink. Plink.

Resolutely, incessantly,
each precious globule
snakes, languidly, along
labyrinthine tunnel.

Plink. Plink.

Seemingly-innocuous fluid
conveys crucial content
and necessary nourishment:
sole source of sustenance.

Plink. Plink.

Life-affirming droplets
are welcomed, eagerly, into
damaged vessel's system.

Plink. Plink.

Naught but air to pass lips,
"NBM" had been decreed.

Plink. Plink.

Temporarily,
    but indelibly,
        branded.

Plink. Plink.

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8 October 2017

NBM / Nil by Mouth is a medical instruction to prevent patients from consuming any food or water orally, often replaced by intravenous fluids.

Submitted to Julia Ward's "Your Favourite Free Verse Poem From October 2017 or November 2017" contest.
(2nd Place)

Entered in Butterfly Wings' "Could You, Please" contest.
(6th Place)

Premium Member We the Navigators

People thought we island hopped by random drift, 
when our picnic canoes blew away.
"Where are your charts and instruments" they asked?
"Those feeble canoes could never make the journey"
"You only go there 'cause you lost your way"
"You silly driftwood dreamers"
Little did they know we navigate by memory,
with the way to go, and how to get there 
whispered between old and new ears, orally.
They say we are fair-weather sailors,
afraid of clouds and rain.
They say we only venture out in season, fair and friendly.
Little did they know in daylight, 
we get direction from watching and pin-pointing
where the sun rises and sets on the horizon. 
At night we know which star to watch 
and align with the mast of double canoe
to hold our course.
We switch stars as they rise and set, in season.
They say we sail just for the fun of it, 
for the sheer joy of riding the waves and currents, 
sailing with the winds 
free as a bird, going wherever they take us.
Little do they know we read
the winds and waves to find our way
on epic planned journeys by canoe.
Wave patterns change when an island is nearby.
We know the swirl of currents,
We read the trade winds like sign-posts.
We know the birds know where they roost.
We follow them home.
We know birds are master navigators on
their migrations, we follow them.
Sadly, these oral skills and 
land-finding traditions
are now being lost forever.
Dispelled as oral traditions quelled, forgotten, pass away.
We the navigators have lost our way.
What people said about our ignorance of navigation
and silly random drift for landfinding is now too true,
Repêchage, Touché'.

Premium Member Feelings On Paper

I have a propensity to write my feelings on paper.
My voice is silent orally.
My feelings locked down 
When they are not oozing out of my eyes and cheeks.

I like to think they are put away safely in a
Velvet lined jewel-encrusted crypt, but they are not.
So I let them out onto a blank page with blue lines
And a pink stripe running down the side to show
Me where to start and stop which makes me laugh.

For I am always writing around the corners of a page
Over and under all the lines. I have a propensity to do that too.
I have an inkling that my feelings will be safer on
Paper, than down deep in that velvet crypt, for 
Releasing them releases me. 

And they don’t stay down long anyway,
Oozing out of my eyes and cheeks
Even when I am silent.


Celibate

*if you are not 18, do not read it please??? Thanks buddy!*

Choosing not to have sex
Even though I lost my virginity already as it is
Living life, celebrating my celibate lifestyle...sex before marriage is a sin from beginnin' to end
I am not a player or a **** and don't say I'm one of those or something along those lines 
Bright as the sun because I'm positively sure I'm HIV negative, so who gives a moose's poo
Ambarrasst to say the least...I did have it before marriage, but I'm orally talented...no dread added...I give head to my one and only lovahhhh 
Tripping on sweets, tripping on slaying on fleek...I'm a jerk, nerd and a geek - I seek attention with my gratitude attitude
Every Time we decide to go to McDonalds, KFC, Burger King, Sam's Club, Tam's Burgers, Carl's Jr., Louisiana Fried Chicken (Pop Eyes), or wherever the hell we go to, we stick near each other's side, for I abide by your side and subside from everyone else's side...for I'm devoted to you! I'm faithful, I say it's true! I love you forever, though my future's a mighty blurrrrrrrr - so unsure, but celebrate the fact that I'm turning celibate for the one true love that I might be thinkin' of
Form: Verse

Practice What You Preach

P-ractice what you preach, 
R-ight then and there; 
E-xecute what you say, 
C-reating a deed for the better.
I-t's nice to do what you tell, 
O-nce and for all; 
U-nless you walk the talk, 
S-entence to deaf ears shall fall.

M-ay thirtieth early morn
H-ears all the words of wisdom; 
A-pply them in your life, 
E-very detail you obey what may come.

A-ll the things that you say
S-tipulate for an action; 
U-se every opportunity, 
N-ot ignoring other's expectation.
C-ontract to lead what you orally read
I-s against break or breach; 
O-verwhelming prize you get, 
N-ow that you practice what you preach.
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Writing Poetry

Grief has made my world darker for a time
I have lost a huge part of my family,
someone who left this world way too early
I have felt some guilt about not being about
not being able to stop it
I have felt overwhelmed by the strong emotions
that such a loss entails
and the world has felt so much less beautiful
without my beloved Josh in it

But God has held me close in his arms
and sent friends and family to me,
when I thought I would drown 
in my own sorrow

God has given me words to write and express
the pain and sorrow that I have felt
that I could not express orally
I could literally not form sentences
to say what I have been able to write
I think that has helped me so much,
to be able to get the pain from my heart 
onto the page

I have attempted to write every day for a month
and I did not succeed, but being able
to write at all is a HUGE accomplishment
I WILL not beat myself up for not doing it every
day, I WILL be grateful that I have this outlet when
there have been times in the past that grief has
dried up my words and I was not able to write at all

Poetry is a lovely part of my life, but my poetry
has not been lovely lately, it has been raw and 
emotional and full of pain and loss
but it has calmed my soul and heart in a way
that nothing else has
I am grateful for poetry in my life
I am grateful for people following my painful journey
by reading my poetry
and I am grateful for everyone in my life
who has reached out to help me in my 
time of sorrow
Most of all, I am grateful that I have faith
and I am surrounded by people that love me
and most of all God’s love and care
that has kept me breathing, living, and writing

Premium Member The New Testament

The Word of Eternal God
Which is the power of Eternal God for salvation to everyone who has faith
Is set forth 
Displays its power in a most wonderful way in the writings of the New Testament
Which hand on the ultimate truth of Eternal God’s Revelation
Their central object is Jesus or Father Christ
Eternal God’s incarnate Son
His acts
Teachings
Mission and glorification 
His Church’s beginnings under the spirit’s guidance

The Gospels are the heart of all Scriptures
Because they are our principal source for the life 
Teaching of the incarnate Word
Our Savior

We can distinguish three stages in the formation of the Gospels

The life and teaching of Jesus or Father Christ
The Church holds firmly that the four Gospels
Whose historicity she unhesitatingly affirms
Faithfully hand on what Jesus
The Eternal Son of Eternal God
While He lived among men
Really did and taught for their salvation
Until the day when He was taken up

The oral tradition 
For
After the ascension of the Lord
The apostles  handed onto their hearers what they had said and done
But with fuller understanding which they
Instructed by the glorious events of Father Christ 
Enlightened by the spirit of truth
Now enjoyed

The written Gospels
The sacred authors
In writing the four gospels
Selected certain of the many elements which had been handed on
Either orally or already in written form
Others they senthesized or explained with an eye to the situation of the Churches
While sustaining the form of preaching
But always in such a fashion that they have told us the honest truth about Jesus

The fourfold Gospel holds a unique place in the Church
As is evident both in the veneration which the liturgy  accords it 
In surpassing attraction it has exercised on the saints at all times

There is no doctrine which could be better
More precious
More splendid than the text of the Gospel
Behold and retain what our Lord and Master
Father Christ
Has taught by His words and accomplished by His deeds

But above all it’s the Gospels that occupy my mind when I’m at prayer
My poor soul has so many needs
Yet this is the one thing needful
I’m always finding fresh lights there
Hidden and enthralling meanings

1242015

Premium Member Expressions of Prayer

Symbolizes three kinds of prayer
Vocal Prayer
Meditative Prayer
Contemplative Prayer

Vocal Prayer
 Express ourselves orally
Spoken and Sung prayers from souls
Bodily gestures such as Sign of the Cross, Genuflection, Kneeling and Bowing

Meditative Prayer
We use our minds to ponder Eternal God’s will in our lives
Meditation engages thought, imagination, emotion and desire
Meant to deepen our faith with Father Christ, to conver our hearts and to strengthen us to do Eternal God’s will

Contemplative Prayer
An attrntiveness to the Word of Eternal God, silent love
Which we dispose ourselves before Father Christ
Involves hearing and obeying Eternal God’s word
Time of silent listening and love

04012014
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