Long Reaction Poems
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These poems are old stories
They relight the candles to my darkest memories
We are going back to Neanderthals
Another Scientist exclaims "Wait! I think I have found the missing link"
Truth reincarnated, lies cross my path again
God is cloaked in darkness
Have you ever felt the Spirits down at Hobo Hollars
Well now I go down a road that the Devil says I can go no further
Love and suffering. Love I've been known to suffer from it
And they ain't no way you can persuade me into thinking that this world is a good place
And If I come across as evil don't misinterpurret the true meaning of Life and if you say to me
Anything that sounds like false sentiments, Oh I'll change then
You judge the book by it's cover and choose the one satan paints up, don't change the subject
I deliver unto, your the judge, Thank you for your time, now i leave you to your distractions
And I could'nt even imagine as we respond and control the reaction
pressed on all sides, to the point of death my soul is sorely vexed
No course, nor path desirable
So I look in all directions, If there is an opening I'll find it, I trust in my soul that searches for it
Maybe it just ain't my time yet, maybe It's all about your mind-set
Do I give up? No I just live up to my expectations
Yea they are higher than privacy fences with barbwire
Think outside of the box, go with with your own advice and don't let others force it on you
It's sad
When police sirens blaring through the night
Is just annoying,
It's sad
When a store goes out of business because of theft,
And it's just an incovenience.
It's sad
When violence on the screen
No longer draws a reaction.
When cursing on TV is just plain funny.
It's sad
When nine year old's can give you the 101 on sex.
It's sad
When little kids can curse out a sailor
And not even blink.
"Man that's sad," my brother says.
He doesn't even know the half of it.
When children give their parents lip
and the parent feel ashamed.
That's sad.
When people even dare to THINK
About robbing an old woman on the street.
That's sad.
When you get laughed at
For listening to your parents.
That's sad.
When you get laughed at for being a virgin...
In the sixth grade!!
That's sad.
That is very very sad,
I feel like the last gentleman in the world.
Form:
If things were different it wouldn't be the same;
A rightous sense of peace and no place found for blame.
It’s hard to imagine types of things could ever change;
So many broken pieces unable to arrange.
A checkered past, that was riddled with guilt.
Dried up a flower, too late to watch wilt.
Without action by a master of disguise;
There may never have been a you and an I...
A closed mind kept shut and hidden inside.
Slowly but surely a love left and died.
This cloak such concealed truth to not remove.
A childish boy with something not to prove.
Many days came late several dollars same short.
If we took back the past, we'd regret much, much more.
In light of the present, we reflect upon the past.
Left with no time to dwell, oh well, it's all over fast.
Into action, reaction in the blink of an eye,
I wonder what it'd be like between you and I?
It is a shame what has become; for that I must admit.
I wonder what it would be like if things were different?
8/14/16
And to follow is the original poetry prose with its innocent awesomeness.
If things were different it wouldn't be the same. A sense of peace and no place for blame. Its hard to imagine that things could change. Broken pieces unable to rearrange. A checkered past riddled with guilt. A dried up flower too late to watch wilt. Without the actions from a master of disguise. There may have never been a you and an I. A closed mind kept shut and hidden inside. Slowly but surely a love left and died. A mask that was worn left a heart that was sore. The cloak concealed the truth that took years to remove. A childish boy with something to prove. Many days late and several dollars short. If we took back the past we'd regret much, much more. In light of the present we reflect on the past. No need to dwell its all over fast. Action, reaction and in the blink of an eye. I wonder what it'd be like between you and I. It's a shame what has become, I must admit. I wonder what it would be like if things were different
Love may stifle and kill,
may break a tenderness over jagged rocks.
Love lingers after its burial,
it crashes into slow burns.
If you look for love it will evade,
waylay and capture, it may
entice you into a haunting fire.
Fall in love anyway
God made you a chemical reaction
so that you could be a catalyst
for the prayers of the penitent.
Love will bring lasting joy
when you suffer it to remake you.
When you love
in the very gene pool of life,
that pool will be your ocean,
it will become you
as you become it.
At the very least
it will produce true or raw poetry.
Poetry you can keep updating
as you travel on.
June 25 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 66-69
Key Verse – Psalm 66:3 Say unto God, How terrible art thou in thy works! through the greatness of thy power shall thine enemies submit themselves unto thee.
HEART THAT EXALTS GOD IN THE GREATNESS OF HIS POWER
Our heart exalts God in the greatness of His power in every circumstance
Constantly keeping us in His assistance
Always sure to manage our resistance
Truly steadfast, smiting our desistance.
Our heart exalts God in the greatness of His power in every trial
Constantly healing us through His divine ointment vial
Always gracious to deal with our frustration-denial
Truly merciful, surmounting our betrayal.
Our heart exalts God in the greatness of His power in every responsibility
Constantly leading us by His authority
Always infallible to teach us our duty
Truly tenacious, conquering our insecurity.
Our heart exalts God in the greatness of His power in every event
Constantly reminding us His assurance, truly evident
Always good to watch over our accomplishment
Truly helpful, commending our commitment.
Our heart exalts God in the greatness of His power in every vocation
Constantly guiding us according to His instruction
Always wise to direct our emotion
Truly sovereign, ruling over our reaction.
Our heart exalts God in the greatness of His power in every progress
Constantly perfecting us by His holiness-process
Always righteous to mold our personality forces
Truly glorious, upholding our trust in Him Who blesses.
Our heart exalts God in the greatness of His power in every good way
Constantly transforming us without delay
Always virtuous to shape our character as we pray
Truly triumphant, enabling our faith to increase by His Scriptures’ ray.
June 25, 2026
Sweaty Palms – Chronic Woe Renders...
Po' Whet Tick Dampened Curse = A
Worse Fate Than Death!
No idea when the incessant onset
of sweaty palms first burst forth,
nor why physiological symptom,
sans secretion spoils socialization
upon thy totally tubular handsome
grooves that criss cross the flat
skin surface of my hands. These
lines called 'palmar flexion creases'
develop before birth. This modern
day bipedal hominid i.e. human
primate attests (like the average
person) two main lines across the
palm but some have a single 'Simian
crease'. Profuse outpouring of
perspiration (as if Biblical Flood
gates opened) oft times directly
related to adrenaline coursing
through every pore sans the under:
side of my hands) reflexively
followed by swiping clamminess
(in vein) on clothing or woolen
pocket size cloth brought along
with me everywhere I go, (cuz
a lamb might not part ways
with mother Mary (of story
book fame), and this chap would
shear lee feel sheepish toting
extremely cumbersome to tote
in the event this intimation
predicated on decades worth
of experience, when in the throes
potential ordinary action re: guard
ding strongly shaking, grasping,
or holding hands took place
occurred sopping wet
clangorous human clapper,
(which frenzied trickling akin
to a vicious feedback loop),
my psyche feels under staccato
rat-a-tat siege from an enemy),
the natural inclination to with:
draw myself from “bad” company
of others helps stave of self-
consciousness. This avoidance
of socialization subsequently
impedes any promotion of hanker
ring viz genuine friendship,
employment and desiring care
free bona fide affectionate bond
ding with family of origin and/or
two precious progeny. Under:
standable, the human reaction
to shrink away and recoil quickly
when pressed to touch what feels
like a wet noodle. Ah…courtesy
A few years ago I got sick. Real sick. Hospital sick. Near death sick. But I
survived or I would not be writing this. I had several surgeries but this story is
not about that. It is about the drug Fentanyl, a powerful pain killer, ten times
stronger than Morphine. Yes, that is what they were giving me to control the
pain. I was in the hospital six months, so you can imagine the addiction I had
to this drug. The doctors were smart though, because about four weeks before
I was to come home, they started the take me off Fentanyl. It was to be done
very slowly, but still I had a terrible reaction. My body had got used to it and it
liked it. I would thrash around the bed like a lunatic. They were only giving
me small doses of it and also giving me Tylenol. (TYLENOL, I would say, that is
USELESS!) The doctors kept telling me, " you do not need it anymore." (YEAH,
that's what YOU think. I NEED it!) Well, after the four weeks, I came down to
earth. I was free again to be me. It was then, that I realized how easy it is
to become addicted to a prescription drug.
oh it was dreamy
lost in a haze of nothing-
crashing down screaming
Now years later, I am hearing on the news that people are dying from taking
Fentanyl. This drug has hit the street and is killing people. They love the high,
and take more than the dose any doctor would perscribe. It is a killer and must
be treated with respect. To take it for a high, is a death wish.
a sad funeral
the teen was so beloved-
it was just one time
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May 30, 2016
Poetry/Haibun/Senryu/Prescription Drug Addiction
Copyright Protected, ID 16-796-202-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, The colorful Drug
sponsor, Lewis Raynes
Second Place
All my home remotes died today in Spring.
Dumbstruck by 'GreyTooth' the Pirate King.
Who like Harald 'Bluetooth', the Danish Monarch
had a dead blue-grey tooth in his head, a hallmark
of how smart a pirate he was to stage a scam demand
that I pay a ransom to release my remotes from remand.
So what do I do as nothing works without a remote?
I feel like a wader poking fingers down hole's throat,
hoping to get a reaction from my TV, Stereo and other devices,
that only work to the sounds of remote signal advice's,
made by Bluetooth in responses to keystrokes.
This reliance on remote devices really sucks, folks.
You probably feel like the world is against you.
This letter is for that young woman from fifty years ago.
She was eighteen years old; that was me. I experienced those feelings back then, and as I look back through a reverse mirror of time, I realize that while the societal context may have changed, the emotions and struggles I faced remain relevant. They highlight enduring themes like resilience and identity.
Individual experiences are crucial; they illuminate broader issues and provide vital insights into the historical context that informs today’s discussions. Focusing on the past is essential for understanding present challenges—it doesn’t hinder progress; it fuels it. By sharing my narrative, I hope to empower young women and inspire them to recognize the connections between the past and the present as they forge their paths.
Forget about your looks; they will come in time. Look around you; it’s all about visualizing what Mother Nature can do. The potential is there, but you may struggle to understand how to harness it. I assure you that you can profit from the land. Those wild aloe stalks you see are just the beginning. In fifty years, they will be showcased in the beauty industry.
The Pure Aloe Vera Gel: Aloderma Pure Aloe Gel is a fast-acting moisturizer that helps restore the skin’s natural balance and hydration. It provides intense hydration for a plump and supple complexion. It’s lightweight, fast-absorbing, and suitable for all skin types.
By 2025, it will cost millions of dollars and be an essential ingredient in most facial products aimed at reversing the aging process. Unlike Rihanna Fenty's product line which focuses on a variety of products, this is about using all-natural ingredients from the land. This was us against the world, and here I am today, looking back in time to see your reaction as you read this letter.
People may laugh at you now, but you will strive to embody the beauty of a goddess. Even as I write this narrative letter to you, I still feel your pain. People back then were afraid of the unknown; we were not. We were wise and adventurous.
Be brave, be strong, and remember that you are sheltered under the blood of Jesus. Read Psalm 91 daily.
July 29 Scripture Meditations Based on Jeremiah 11-15
Key Verse – Jeremiah 11:5 That I may perform the oath which I have sworn unto your fathers, to give them a land flowing with milk and honey, as it is this day. Then answered I, and said, So be it, O LORD.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR PERFORMING YOUR OATH UNTO ME
Thank You for performing Your oath unto me with Your grace
Letting me see Your goodness along Your kindness’ rays
Amidst busy days weakening faith-walking pace…
Oh, how I honour You, giving my praise of worshipful ways.
Thank You for performing Your oath unto me with Your holiness
Letting me fear Your wrath over my unrighteousness
Amidst vain compromises of worldly worthlessness…
Oh, how I hide in You, repenting from my shameful sinfulness.
Thank You for performing Your oath unto me with Your provision
Letting me enjoy Your bounty full of satisfaction
Amidst grievous complaints along scarcity’s vexation…
Oh, how I trust You, confessing my discontented reaction.
Thank You for performing Your oath unto me with Your guidance
Letting me obey Your direction toward truth-assurance
Amidst chaotic situations because of confusing allegiance…
Oh, how I follow You, subduing my skeptical arrogance.
Thank You for performing Your oath unto me with Your mercy
Letting me rely on Your ready, available clemency
Amidst serious threats of guilt needing pardon’s sufficiency…
Oh, how I seek You, overcoming my doubts and lack of persistency.
Thank You for performing Your oath unto me with Your wisdom
Letting me regard Your work in advancing Your kingdom
Amidst foolish opinions causing intellectual boredom…
Oh, how I cling to You, turning from my humanistic freedom.
Thank You for performing Your oath unto me with Your covenant
Letting me appreciate Your faithfulness, sovereignly dominant
Amidst carnal accomplishments making me in Your service, stagnant…
Oh, how I abide in You, casting my cares as an earthly tenant.
July 29, 2022