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“Wreck ashore! Wreck ashore!” came t’ cry on t’ wind,
Lanterns lit quick as t’ dark rolled in.
Steady on wi’ thi crates — them crabs an’ Welch’s near!
‘Tis whiskey this — nee chance it’ll spoil in ‘ere.
Rain an’ wind can’t find us here,
Sea maybe… but we’ll sup wi’ cheer.
These caves lead straight t’ father’s hoose,
An’ more beyond to hide these fruits.
Lantern sways on dripping stone,
Bottles clink as up we groan.
Scraped bloody knee an’ t’ elbow ache,
Forgotten soon wi’ profit make.
Tha whines an’ bawls cos tha’s lug crates,
Twelve bottles o’ nectar — tha’ll thank me, wait!
“Easy now lads, keep t’ lantern low —
Up t’ bolt-hole sharp we go.”
‘Tis salvage this, not looting mate,
Pulled from out them vicious waves’ gate.
Straw spills soft as t’ crate we crack,
Golden smell comes drifting back.
Eeh, t’ excise’ll come — nee doubt o’ that,
Sniffin’ round like dockside rat.
T’ excise searched caves an’ barns galore,
Yet weddings rang on t’ village shore.
Here catch a glimpse sure:
Office hours kills time;
KPI allure,
Profit for work chimes.
Work day nine to five:
Meetings and sales calls;
Business goals arrive,
Make money install.
See people play games:
Drive away panic;
Bitter taste of gall,
Office politics.
Cliques of same fancy:
Greedy feuds confront;
Bleed cotton candy,
Noisy back and front.
Be wary of lies:
Half truths play poker;
Good and ugly cries,
Wild card and joker.
Be truly aware:
Fake friends and fake takes;
Tumble fumbles cares,
Disturbia burns break.
Never a dull day:
Fight or flight claims fake;
Conflicts now frame sway,
Sly motives burn stake.
Leon Enriquez
17 September 2017
Singapore
She is so ugly she needs a reincarnation
far too fat for a one time zone nation
chuck her an apple it goes into orbit
around her waist where she’s so morbid
Stop complaining I’m having a laugh
I’m not fat shaming I haven’t got wrath
look at her stuck when she’s having a bath
tub’s to small should have done the math
It’s not actually her weight that I do hate
but her personality and fact she’s fake
she’s a teachers pet and the bosses mate
sucking up to more than what’s on a plate
When you help her she forgets it,
Mrs The Point the celestial object
she has poor health and lacks real logic
an enemy an ally and a brown nose profit
Selfishness and circle sides
sphere of influence sprouting lies
doesn’t move with gout on thighs
look at her eating all the pies!!
Adjacent profits are gained in purchase of information
Non profit lobby hides, assemblies
And congressional lobby laborers
Caught in data shortage
Corrupt a report purchasing shares of
Corruptible budget items
Obstructing legislation
Creating false pretense for arrest
Arrest of defined confine
The hide
The title
The bonds ageing interest
Non profit
Must eat here at specified time
In thousand oaks California
Only at eves Arch, after days end
In Ventura at Catholic charities
The food reception is all day Charity
And none are required
Available coordinates for investigative
Journalists
Publicly available languages
Most people don't like rain
it gets you so extremely wet
if it's heavy, it goes through you
but it's not actually killed us yet
This rain descends from on high
coming down from the creator above
it's needed to bear a good harvest
its forecast may often call our bluff
Our rivers and oceans need their fill
as its waters flow downstream
falling into it can be dangerous
what a perilous picture this seems
But let's get back to pure water
it's so refreshingly cool to drink
it's really good for our body
to clean it out, some do think
God in HIs wisdom made rain
for all our profit and good
if we didn't have it, we'd be dry
bring the rain and put on your hood!
Little known holidays occurring on February fifteenth...,
awaiting commercial sponsors to become...
what else...,but hand over fist money makers?
(http://www.holidays-and-
observances.com/february-15.html)
Excess Valentine's surplus sweet treats
and assorted paraphernalia
need not go to waste
said sappy accouterments
can be repurposed
quickly without haste
less pronounced celebrated fetes faced
overwhelming stiff as an arrow baste
in love potion, understandable
no satiny frills laced,
or some other eye catching
emoji, persona, symbol...
awaits deft ploy of marksman/
woman to lift from obscurity,
whose ontological, mythological,
historical...basis replaced
essence mined to the Maximus,
and references to FACTS erased
with brilliance craftily distilling
entrepreneurial finesse aced
to broker psychological seduction,
(albeit subtle) synchronicity braced,
sans free market capitalism crux
linkedin at optimal nexus enterprize prefaced
with salient mania to generate profit raced
to the forefront of popular media
adulterated and of course embraced
by president of United States with
many commercial donning merchandise,
quoting P. T. Barnum,
there's a sucker chased
and born every minute, and
trumpeting how to make
a stack of money
(held together by
toothpicks and paste)
tall as the Taj Mahal,
which occasion aced
with fanfare including
handing out signed "FAKE"
copies of 'The Art Of
The Deal' amazingly graced
on podium along with
candies, gewgaws, tsatskes...
toting, praising, lauding...merits of:
Angelman Syndrome Day
Annoy Squidward Day
(Sponge Bob Square Pants)
International Angelman Day
International Childhood Cancer Awareness Day
Lupercalia
National Caregivers Day -
February 15, 2019
(Third Friday in February)
National Gumdrop Day
National Hippo Day
Nirvana Day – (Buddhist)
Remember the Maine Day
Susan B. Anthony Day
World Information Architecture Day -
February 15, 2019
(Third Friday in February).
November 7 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Corinthians 7-8
Key Verse – 1Corinthians 7:7 … But every man hath his proper gift of God, one after this manner, and another after that.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY PROPER GIFT BESTOWER
Lord God, You are my proper gift Bestower with Your mercy’s benevolence
Thank You for empowering me by Your divine excellence…
So I can give myself to prayer-prevalence
Through Your permission midst sublime silence.
Lord God, You are my proper gift Bestower with Your provisions’ blessing
Thank You for showing me Your goodness always increasing…
So I can remain in Your will, truly well-pleasing
Through Your sanctification and cleansing.
Lord God, You are my proper gift Bestower with Your peace-contentment
Thank You for leading me to walk along Your guidance-establishment…
So I can abide in Your calling’s testament
Through Your freedom for my sin-pardon’s settlement.
Lord God, You are my proper gift Bestower with Your blood’s price
Thank You for loosing me from distress and troubles’ cries…
So I can rejoice in Your comfort where I can arise
Through Your care that revives me from apathy that spiritually dries.
Lord God, You are my proper gift Bestower with Your heavenly profit
Thank You for requiring me to behave along Your wit…
So I can stand on purity’s ground against filthiness’ pit
Through Your liberty of immaculate status where I’m fit.
Lord God, You are my proper gift Bestower with Your offerings’ charity
Thank You for edifying me to love You by Your kindness-certainty…
So I can sacrifice according to Your standards’ authority
Through Your commendation I accept midst heart of humility.
Lord God, You are my proper gift Bestower with Your knowledge-emboldening
Thank You for strengthening me against ignorance-caused weakening…
So I can Yield to You for my character-straightening
Through Your correction toward my faith-refining.
November 7, 2023
A nature food chain
Linkng the carnivorous and the herbivorous
May be simple
And so an economic food chain within man
The rich and the poor
The poor works hard for the rich with low wage
But when the rich dumps the rubbish
The poor can collect it and sell for some money
Garbage in a disposable bag
May be useless to the rich
But a treasure to the poor
A nature food chain can be complex
too
The same for man's during the rise in prices
The seller only raises the prices to get the same profits
But the buyer pays the extra expenditures
Without someone sharing the burden
The chain goes on and on
And the rich becomes richer
And the poor remains poorer
How can I tell you, Lord,
That you seem far away
And every time I start to pray
You don’t seem to be there?
How can I tell you, Lord,
Sometimes I fear
You may be just a thought
That my imagination
Likes to feel is real
When it is not?
How can I tell you, Lord,
I don’t know how to pray,
When others seem so sure,
So certain and secure
In their relationship with you?
How can I tell you, Lord,
I feel so poor
When others grow so large
In their devotion year by year
While I stay small?
How can I tell you, Lord,
I feel so useless?
What have I done for you?
I hear of others’ deeds
And words and wonders
Yet here it seems
My days are passed
In little profit to your cause.
How can I tell you, Lord?
I’d like to go
Right back
Beginning once again
And start the path afresh.
“My strength is made perfect in weakness.” 2 Corinthians 12:9
Just Alive
Days and a single day with clerical error
A day without document
Is a day of life lost
A loss of life
Sum total of hours over budget equates
Total equality of sums lost
Hiding the bodies and mass casualties in a degenerative able body database issued ebt yet no cash aid in Ventura county save liability non profit finance catch it's documents and wage increase hedging against criminology citation of law reference
Injunctive relief from obstruction
Obstruction which infers appointment
of duty by collection of all donations in
withdrawal of surplus creating
obstacles in speech
Objective delivery has skewed
From addressed in the past tense
To tensing another's perception
Hear in announcement from origin
intent of guilt
No oath or path forward in dialogued
reference is acquittable.
Welcome to The Book of Job
This is where I live
Welcome to Compton
Half a King Kunta
McDonald's coffee sandwich and potatoe in to work
When the hurt is over
Oh when all the pain is gone
Maybe love
Maybe love will
Grow again
For now
Taylor
I moved your picture, from my wall
And I replaced them baby
Both large and small
And each new day
Baby finds me so blue
But nothing
Knowing nothing
Takes the places used
I reach a cross as letters
And our father
Will only sound better
When Eva Green gets it together
And stops bringing mistakes in shame