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His hand reached out to mine, open,
Holding it, I smiled, our eyes danced with understanding,
Form and blush outlined his expectations,
But I could see that there may be fear inside.
Mary restated their predicament,
That the child was born out with the marriage bond,
And that people were swaying to the opposite side,
And course dialogue, laughter and spitting were norm.
So I asked the two for their thoughts and predictions,
About the child, if he perhaps could be like, special?
And they specified that he would cure, heal and exorcise,
And also promised that they’d talk to him about the poor.
Could this baby be the messiah?
I pondered and hoped in their certainty;
Was this the predicted son of god?
He would be free from aggressive victimisation,
If we could just name him as god's son.
So I suggested to his parents,
That if the wise men came with a quest,
To accept the name Jesus Christ,
And certify the census, no less.
Freedom for some is in lying,
When there’s no possible alternatives,
But I believe Joseph never lied,
In the population census of Bethlehem,
That just so happened to pass by.
The child would have been suppressed by all,
Assumed to be dirty and unclean,
Not for chat or dialogue,
And certainly not for work in a trade of his call,
Or for work in any trade for that matter.
Nothing would ever have been done,
The poor would never have been healed,
Or not so quickly for sure in history;
The government would not have been rifled,
And Christ would not have come.
Treating the poor for health problems,
Would have come through government legislation,
A long time after Christ,
In an austere, aloof manner.
People to people relationships,
Would not have been respected,
If care had been awarded top-down,
By bureaucrats and officials:
As supervisors of the protected.
Society at that time was narrow minded,
Stuck in traditional religion;
There were outcasts, sinners, infectious people,
And assumptions were remedial and red:
There were no special people,
No exceptions to the rule,
Only one place for the messiah confided.
One baby matters to me,
A life should be saved at any cost and risk,
Because the abilities you show when young,
Shouldn’t be muffled or labeled regressive,
But nurtured in acceptance and love.
Jamearrowsonmormonbreadlongfellow
Jamearrowsonmormonbreadlongfellow
132
CharlaXFabels
Copy and Past
Like a Euro dollar or even Canadian Money there must be a way to save lost
sentences the web pages erased with restarts and hastes to find them again in
the World Wide Web so many people are learning to master the art of the
internet. Eye like to copy and past most anyold things pictures of dandelions
seeds and poems. Reminisces of grace. Restated problems. Restarted
boredom. Sometimes the mouse clicks and then doubles the problems begin
when the green SQUARES start crawling the lag monster eating the web page is
seen as a physical thing. The length of a title box grabs my attention this is the
message not hidden in my fabel when the number of characters was limited eye
used to copy and past the whole fabel then past it in the title box and there was
the title. The woman was Filicia she was making her last name too long with
circles and arrows and clicks sounding like beetles it looked something like this
Jamearrowsonmormonbreadlongfellow so she called all her markers inn she
went to the Yahoo offices and stayed in California until they lengthened all the
TITLE boxes on the internet so she could copy and past her namme inn them.
Now when the fabulist CharlaX copies his fables and past them in the title boxes
the whole dang fabel is pasted in the boxes and HE losses a lot of time in
erasing the crinkle paper then going back in the boxes and adding the title to
fabel again what a chore no small thing to do depending on the length of the
fabel so true some are short some are long but they all have to do to make
children to smile and old women to weep to make young men to sleep and old
men to smile. GOD bless ewe Filicia Jamearrowsonmormonbreadlongfellow.
Everywhere I turn its like watching robots walk down the street.
staring,watching scene by scene as they all walk in sinc constantly.
Like they're connected by a string,
and all their brains are being triggered by only one thing.
Being apart of the crowd.
Not wanting to stand out but simply, fitting in and keeping the voices down.
And I always think how?
How could you not see that you just blew every glorious thing you were meant to be away?
And now look what you are.
A copy? A follower? A creation already created? Like a statement, constantly restated? ----
----- Because although you were born to see, you are more blind than a person born with no visibility.
And maybe it started from fear or depression and now is followed by some strange obsession to be someone you're not-----
----Well if it is fear let me just say,
You should never let anyone else's words get in the way of who you were born to be
Because they don't define you,
You do-----
----Now my goal, isn't to change who you are, but more particularly the way you act and think because it's slowly taking over your body like its decaying from no originality. ---------
---- We were all made individuals, individualized.
and there's more to that than meets the eye.
if you could look in the mirror and see,
You were made original and beautiful no different than a,
race horse, flower or buzzing bee only that you are a human being.
made on earth for a reason
and once you see that your not the person standing next to you but the one staring back at you, you will see what i mean.
Really look and you will see that person,
the one you were created to be,
Originally
There is an ongoing battle that
Remains in humanities heart.
Where truth is often hidden,
And obscured from the start.
The written and spoken word,
Become lost clouds to memory.
As storms move about
With their heavy artillery.
This conflict involves everyone,
Both today and in the past.
Since mankind produces soldiers,
Without rank or caste.
Ultimately, the battlefield
Looks to reality and truth.
That passes on to a future,
And then to our youth.
At times, it might resemble,
A siege to be endured.
Where the fortress keep is opened,
Leaving nothing obscured.
Here, the contest is restated,
With a victory to reflect.
Upon the historic ledger,
Creating new ways to perfect.
Hope is sought to further question,
The false faith offered before.
As roots of new thought begin and emerge,
With fresh dialogue no one can ignore.
(Sonnetina Rispetto)
In my mind you're here day and night
For some time you brought in sunlight
Now each day I just think of you
Non-stop my heart for you will cry
No matter what I do and try
Even when your love makes me blue
In my mind you're here day and night
For some time you brought in sunlight.
Without you now empty's my heart
It's all broken, just torn apart
Now each day I just think of you
Even when your love makes me blue
In my mind you're here day and night
For some time you brought in sunlight.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
09.17.2014
Author's notes:
The "Sonnetina Rispetto" is a new poetry form
created by Dorian Petersen Potter
on September 8,2009.
This form has 14 lines with 8 syllables each.
It can be written in 3 quatrain stanzas and a couplet or
with an Octave(8) and a Sestet(6) lines.
The rhyme scheme is as follows: A1,A2,B1,c,c,B2,A1,A2,d,d,B1,B2,A1,A2.
The capitals A1,A2,B1 and B2...stands for the refrain lines in the poem.
Specifications restated:
Stanzaic: Either 4 quatrains and a couplet or a sestet and an octave.
Isosyllabic: Eight syllable per line
Repetitive: requires two refrain lines, each repeated twice.
Rhyme pattern: A1,A2,B1,c,c,B2,A1,A2,d,d,B1,B2,A1,A2.
(Sonnetina Rispetto)
In my mind you're here day and night
For some time you brought in sunlight
Now each day I just think of you
Non-stop my heart for you will cry
No matter what I do and try
Even when your love makes me blue
In my mind you're here day and night
For some time you brought in sunlight.
Without you now empty's my heart
It's all broken, just torn apart
Now each day I just think of you
Even when your love makes me blue
In my mind you're here day and night
For some time you brought in sunlight.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
August,07,2014
Author's notes:
The "Sonnetina Rispetto" is a new poetry form
created by Dorian Petersen Potter
on September 8,2009.
This form has 14 lines with 8 syllables each.
It can be written in 3 quatrain stanzas and a couplet or
with an Octave(8) and a Sestet(6) lines.
The rhyme scheme is as follows: A1,A2,B1,c,c,B2,A1,A2,d,d,B1,B2,A1,A2.
The capitals A1,A2,B1 and B2...stands for the refrain lines in the poem.
Specifications restated:
Stanzaic: Either 4 quatrains and a couplet or a sestet and an octave.
Isosyllabic: Eight syllable per line
Repetitive: requires two refrain lines, each repeated twice.
Rhyme pattern: A1,A2,B1,c,c,B2,A1,A2,d,d,B1,B2,A1,A2.
(Sonnetina Rispetto)
Day by day with God make my way
And to him I can always pray
Doesn't matter wherever I go
Life can be very hard at times
But with God I can hear sweet chimes
With his love my heart always glow
Day by day with God make my way
And to him I can always pray.
Here on earth till see promised land
Life rests in the palm of his hand
Doesn't matter wherever I go
With his love my heart always glow
Day by day with God make my way
And to him I can always pray.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
09.17.2014
Authors notes :
Sonnetina Rispetto
The "Sonnetina Rispetto" is a new poetry form
created by Dorian Petersen Potter
on September 8,2009.
This form has 14 lines with 8 syllables each.
It can be written in 3 quatrain stanzas and a couplet or
with an Octave(8) and a Sestet(6) lines.
The rhyme scheme is as follows: A1,A2,B1,c,c,B2,A1,A2,d,d,B1,B2,A1,A2.
The capitals A1,A2,B1 and B2...stands for the refrain lines in the poem.
Specifications restated:
Stanzaic: Either 4 quatrains and a couplet or a sestet and an octaveI
Isosyllabic: Eight syllable per line
Repetitive: requires two refrain lines, each repeated twice.
Rhyme pattern: A1,A2,B1,c,c,B2,A1,A2,d,d,B1,B2,A1,A2.
happy birthday to you
I'll never do that again
what will I deduce about being here
there is enough.
no there isn't
yes there is
let me cite as an example
ants crawled across the ceiling
spelling out for a good time call 911
reaching for some of her mouth
his flame-shaped heart over and over
if you were the ocean
I'd be your man overboard
being here
is an inescapable fact of modern existence
and can lead one to certain conclusions
facial-mental alliance
the smile of a dog
with feathers stuck to his lips
pulling off the graceful caper
an eye full for an eye full
try to make it better it gets worse
try to make it worse it gets worse
hit the gas hit the brakes
the oil of anointment in my crankcase
skid 'till it's over
smoke them tires
what's that smell
Dr. Leerious leans into my visual field
what is it you feel Mr. Field
I can't seem to move any any anything doc
hahahaha goes Leerious
see how ironic it all is
must have been in his oath
and then they show you
the inadequate prize
From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon
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Before the mainevent
A fella from Canada
The All Aisain World's
Champion hoped to
Unify his title against
the German All pro
Champ. Both men
Wrestled 45 mens
To a draw. After the
Bell the referee with
Advice from members
Of the championship
Committee, awarded
The All Asian Champion
The bout, due to the
Referees three count
At the last seconds of
The match.
But in the mainevent both represent Ives were announced
as world champions and gave a world class performance.
47:31 seconds into the bout both masked champions took
exception to being snobbed by the media and fans, and
Interfered in the bout.For ten minutes these men ruined a world class performance. Both lockerrooms cleared, and all of the interfered were escorted from ringside. The doctors found both men were able to
resume, and the match continued. Then at 55:55 of the restated match,
A man in a yellow mask with "they are me" on his tights, and
"I'm invisible on his shirt" came from under the ring. He unseen by the referee, used a chain and knocked out both grapplers. The bout ended in
A double countout!
The Interview
Written: by Miracle Man
5-4-2020
A topic of late being hotly debated,
brings questions and answers, both, unrelated.
Before responding to a question, he hesitated,
then implied that question should be restated.
Now slurring his speech as if half sedated,
he requested, into English, it be translated.
For the rights of women I’ve always advocated,
so I demand these accusations now be vacated.
My body of work has been most decorated,
and these accusations find me devastated.
I hold to the statement I’ve previously stated,
I deny, deny, though witnesses were located.
This story is something the media created,
and tends to leave me quite frustrated.
By bringing up these things far belated,
you’ve made Innocent things seem x-rated.
The charges against me have been inflated,
and should have never been promulgated.
Before I totally lose it and become agitated,
I think this interview should be truncated.