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Who takes proud credit for their fate?
Whose perverse words reverberate?
A person who's long shown disdain
For women in his churlish brain:
Someone whose true convictions are
Adjudicated at the Bar.
One Who's at fault for things now wrought.
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And, who complies with this assault
On women's rights without a halt?
The faux consevative demands
Enacting state enforcement bans:
These "Red State" rogues have been the cause
Of pain, and suffering - and loss.
The ones who follow without thought.
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If there's one thing we could abort -
The now empowered "Dred Scott" Court.
"Injustices" who took their seats
Enabled by replete deceits:
Empaneled through a bank of lies -
False testimonies in disguise.
The ones whose favors now are sought.
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But, there's a cure for these extremes,
These crass undemocratic schemes:
Turn out on next election day
And vote to reverse this decay.
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Yet, recent events have changed the landscape
And with them we recall this quote
By President John Adams -
Which casts an ominous shadow:
"Remember, democracy never lasts long.
It soon wastes, exhausts and murders itself.
There never was a democracy yet that did not commit suicide."
Written: November 23, 2023
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Countless years, continue to construe conflict.
My task is to tote testimony of how to commit.
Neither malice nor misery can steal my life.
I'll store them so I can nail down the strife
None could ever havoc my soul's ebullience
Unspoiled by any sort of conflict or resilience.
Behave snidely—skip all attempts to cure me.
Am I a raging strain—unpredictable calamity?
Has it huddled your heart to halt our harsh tie?
Let us liven up in lavish livery—lilt a lullaby.
Since our recent zeal, our devotion will never fail.
My faith is true, but my imbrication won't frail.
Lunar cycles are an ethereal occurrence.
Soul and zest conflate by elixir convergence.
The bounty that our love proved every time
Loaded with kindness, life is pure and sublime
Under the summer sun, doves coo and call.
Romance, fresh spring tides, a cool air fall
From on high, magnificently raised upward
Clouds are fresh—grant a high moral reward.
Glance at the sun as if it were a gust of wind.
There was a glow emanating from your bind.
Let us persevere through this anxious hurdle.
My anguish has now laid into an ember circle.
I grew on your zeal and will never grow tired of it.
It's still what I truly desire but in a cynosure way.
Despite the height, affection will never be split.
With a bond between us that will never decay
There is a diaphanous spot as love grows swiftly.
Once only dreamed on, amid spiritual guidance.
My love has not faded; rather, it has grown fitly.
You are caught in the midst of a mighty alliance.
Lord, you know I never will be perfect,
so I won’t lie and promise to be something I am not.
Lord, you know I’m weak, but with your help,
I pray I can be strong.
For myself, I don’t have much to ask.
I count my blessings daily because I am so grateful
for my health and sanity, friends and family,
the comfort of my home and spouse,
and a job that is fulfilling.
For all the little things that mean so much to me
I thank you too:
for the food I daily savor, which also feeds my body;
for the many things each day that feed my soul -
like the beauty of the land and mountains, sea and sky,
flowers, trees and creatures I have kept as pets;
for the knowledge I’ve obtained from books and classes
and the wisdom of the ages imparted to us all;
and I greatly thank you for the talent that you gave
to actors, dancers, artists, musicians, and all the many others
producing songs, movies, shows, artwork, and sweet poetry,
for you know me, Lord, and how much I adore
those worlds created from the fertile mind,
so I thank you for that portion of talent that you gave to me,
for it has brought me to a place of joy.
Finally, but most importantly, I ask that you would bless
the sick, the poor and the downtrodden, lost souls and
those who suffer from abuse.
Of all the virtues which a goodly soul should have,
I believe it’s charity I need the most.
It’s not enough to be a mere well-wisher.
I pray that I will take more opportunities given me
to bless the lives of others.
My recent sufferings have been so small
compared to that of many others in this world.
So I know that I should have a grateful heart,
for by experiencing pain myself, I have gained more empathy
for my fellow man and I’ve learned to more appreciate
those days when I feel splendid
in body, mind, and spirit.
And thank you, God, for letting me feel free to just be me!
Anxiety went into overdrive regarding...
"check engine light" being on
I desperately clutched
(the Peanuts stuffed animal) Woodstock
to help me absorb shock.
What invisible agent
provocateur née ghost in the machine
sinister force hell bent
to rob me of every red cent,
whereby checking account
incurred major dent
(albeit figurative) required
yearly vehicular ownership event.
Unavoidable collision course
with money woes does frankly zap
proud owner of car will soon
find her/himself on penniless track
after salesperson (usually a man)
intones memorized commercial spiel,
and won't shut her/his yap
until quota of cars sold
guaranteeing bear hug wrap
courtesy company president
gifted bonus and vacation to escape,
(albeit temporarily) rat race trap.
Yours truly crafts (courtesy poetic license)
mine trademark prevaricated write
crowing, invoking, and lamenting malfunction
advertises, enunciates,
and intones game over
(by Tracy Lauren Marrow,
otherwise known as Iced-Tea),
whose claim to fame 1. rapper round rhymes;
2. fleet (truckload) of motorized
hot wheels (burning rubber)
quite a fiery sight;
3. check engine light advertisement
especially fluorescent hubcaps
that glows (like the
pulsating nose of Rudolph) at night.
Most recent experience (mine)
dealing with problematic
"check engine light" tsuris,
taught me helpful object lesson
after bringing our 2009 Hyundai Sonata
to Norm's Save Station
(earlier today 8/24th, 2021)
551 Gravel Pike, Collegeville, PA 19426,
which mechanic on duty
informed me that within Pennsylvania
said mechanical setback NEED NOT
be troubleshot if car driven less than
5000 miles per year.
America's had lots of heroes through the years
Helping the world overcome many fears
Humankind hasn't always been kind
Look closely at history, see what you find
Our founders succeeded and failed many ways
People of color not treated fairly those early days
Three fifths a human is a void left incomplete
An error future generations destined to repeat
Indigenous people's abuse not a matter of pride
Devastation of natives a story history did hide
The Iroquois Confederacy gave us our republic's design
Its novel concept: states and nation's powers align
All of which helped founders form this great nation
We repaid this gift by invoking near annihilation
The Statue of Liberty invited all to come in
Remember our promise once again can begin
Supremacy, Eugenics, Ethnic biases towards the other
Can result in policies separating a child from a mother
In the last great war the Japanese here were incarcerated
Their concentration camps long since have been eliminated
Still the attitudes of ethnic discrimination persist
We always fall prey to what we resist
Much that hurts you is what you don't know
Amazing how deep "Bigoted Suffrage Suppression" did go
All minorities' suffering here has been vast
Here's how it plays out in the recent past:
1920: Women first get to vote
1924: Native Americans first get to vote
1943: Chinese citizens first get to vote
1946: Asian Indian citizens first get to vote
1950: Asian native born first get to vote
1952: Japanese citizens first get to vote
1965: African Americans first get to vote
Bigotry is deeper and bigger than you knew
Power and domination over others does not make right
Today, we must deal with all minorities' plight
It's our nation's unrealized promise that all will be free
Our union depends on the promise that we all can be
Created equal is what makes us all as one
When we get there as a nation, our work will be done
Every great society has dark secrets untoward
Looking back helps us see our way forward
This is why truth always makes a difference
Lost civilization's ethics is their lasting evidence
America's still young as history does show
Compassion and integrity will light where we go
I’ve heard it said . . . our future is in peril and deadly danger
Those close to us are listening, to the whispers of a stranger
The Word of God lies hidden, in the depths of cold despair
Lying buried under lies and hate
Deceit hangs in the air!
I’ve heard it said . . . that bankers are a privatised cartel
Hold monopoly on our futures, past and present times as well
Write the policies of the World, through corrupted CEO’s
But we’ve been down that road before
That’s just the way it goes!
I’ve heard it said . . . A President elect, is what is needed
A parasite or paedophile, twisted jokers unimpeded
Both hands are drawn, unholy as voters standing vexed
Voters drenched in cold abandon
As zombies standing hexed
I’ve heard it said . . . pandemics are caused by EMR
Evidence of 200 years lends proof they do so far
From recent Star wars project days, Musks satellites laid low
To Bob the Duck and Quantam Baby
Radar and radio
I’ve heard it said . . . New Babylon is surely on the cards
A collusion of musicians, choose to play the Devils bards
Bloodcurdling revelations, sacrificial lambs to savour
Iniquitous borne melodies
To trade for Satans favour
I’ve heard it said . . . RFID’s the only chip we’ll need
A Beastly brand of ownership, to mark the Devils seed
The cadence upon the wind Lord, as it rolls
Unknowing next for whom
The Bell it Tolls
I’ve heard it said . . . our leaders calling out for martial Law
Agenda 30’s rapid rise to being, without a flaw
Shadow governments pulling strings on all our borders
Screams of Angels drowned beneath
Our New World Orders
I’ve heard it said . . . the authors of the codes aren’t flying blind
Re-splicing of Mans D.N.A is foremost in their minds
A pocket full of posies, all fall down
Culling virus’s prevail
As we slowly drown
I’ve heard it said . . . our prayers alone are the only comforts left
Our souls He’s dealt a losing hand, the Lords love stands bereft
Armageddon’s on the horizon, End of Times
Our future in the making reeks
Of ancient nursery rhymes
"In my repentance I changed my mind
I turnt around its return journey
move so as to face in the opposite direction
I got a new mindset
Had a resent change
Of heart one's decision
Opinion about something
A recent change of mind
Sinful desires Jesus hung on a cross
I turn my spirit and body completely around
Impose my point of view at naught
Sown a seed of denying doubt
Harness the power of psychological
Empath, empowered supports my mind transformation
I thought to myself, I had a turnaround season
A recent change of mind"
12/4/23
For Evolving Thought and Personal Growth Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jaymee Thomas
I’d been bitten by a mosquito she was such a hungry beast
She landed on my arm, and on my blood she had a feast
My arm got red and itchy as she’d taken a tasty bite
Two red bumps appeared, my poor arm it looked a sight!
Victor called the waitress over and whispered something in her ear
He’d asked her bring some lemon slices; I thought this very *****!
The lemon slices arrived – but they were not to go in gin
Victor gently took my arm and rubbed the lemon on my skin!
The itching disappeared and soon the redness was gone
Next time I go to Malta I’ll put some insect repellent on!
A true story from my recent visit to Malta. I am so grateful to Victor for his wonderful tip it really was 'lemon aid'
11~04~16
I must report that the Professor of Anthropology was more interested in how extinct prehistoric man, more specifically, Neanderthals, lived and why they didn’t survive. They seem bigger with bigger brains from the fossilized records. To her, it just didn’t make sense. So, she bought an island in an undisclosed location (classified) to create an unsanctioned closed environmental experiment inspired by recent advances in archeological biogenetic engineering. She intends to create not just one but a whole community of Neanderthals. So, she can study them, up close and for real, to see if there’s anything to genetically encoded inheritance.
It’s been six months since she announced her findings to the world. A special envoy has been dispatched to investigate. Upon touchdown on the sandy shores of the island, this journalist must deviate to announce, “What the ...?” For high up on top of the bank was a common lemonade stand with a little Neanderthal girl sitting behind a sign in front reading, “5 shells for my Galactic Transport Juice (special in-house formula)!!! DRINK UP NOW!!! Before the next MASS GLOBAL EXTINCTION Event!!! Only 5 shells!!!”
It’s like she was waiting for us. And she was alone.
Keen to meet his pretty new girlfriend,
He put on his best expensive shirt,
He combed his long curls to recent trend,
Well ironed trousers, no speck of dirt!
Brushed perfect teeth to glistening white,
Tested smile on mirror for effect,
Hint of perfume, the blue tie just right,
Who would deny youngster so perfect!
Ushered into expensive hotel,
He slowly looked for his lovely friend,
Beside scented bouquet is his belle,
Smiling she greeted him to her end,
Dressed in crimson with embroidery,
If love could personify, she is it,
Her lips, her cheeks like some pink berry,
Glowing emotion in room dim lit!
God does not live in some unknown sphere,
Do not look for Him in church or books,
See God in the love of these two here,
Their joys, their kisses, their divine looks!
‘A’ Lipogram poetry’ contest
No letter ‘A‘
Sponsor Emile Pinet
Written 26/08/2020
Checked at howmanysyllables. com
(9 syllables except line 14 which has 10)
Rhyme words checked at rhymezone.com