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Ford score and...Chevy
five years ago,
my Model A strapping
handsome big bro,
(who sped like one
speeding Triumph font lee, crow),
wing, & swooping Thunderbird, with
bold face observers whistling Geronimo
(Holy Jeep), this meant war
whooping Comanche
decked out as armadillo
kicking up red feathery
colored dust devils
rivaling the fastest Alfa Romeo
(while choking, gagging, loo
sing russett sputum
flecked with true grit
mouthful size of Colorado)
easily mistaken for masked Zorro
speeding across rugged
terrain of Durango,
ah recall and reminisce,
and if cup ear just so
can still hear (albeit faintly),
a toy Yoda Echo
wing nsync with
Lake Woebegone prairie
home companion, the little known no
nonsense visiting drag queen racer
Noah N. Gin poe
cur face (born that way)
originally from Malibu, a beautiful
Corvair with Corsair, now resembling
groveling growling Gremlin, in slow-mo
what with his Smashface
ugly enough to scare Apollo
the ghost of David Buick,
a poor entrepreneur, who
never did make good profit re: Coupe,
and could not Dodge nor shoo
away, the Stealth fearsome curse
of Aries nibble Viper moo
ving fast as greased lightning,
(whereby an Eagle Talon
flashed like Spitfire akin too
Austin-Healey Sprite)
full Caprice out of the
(sir really yon) blue
celestial vault outer limits, hue
mans avoided only
brave Caravan Voyager Goo Goo
Doll dared (only fools rushed in,
ignoring, and dodging Fiat,
where angels feared to tread), a Motley Crue
shielded with Fisker Karma (credit),
no matter last payments way overdue
sought out (with Escort
in tow) - actually two
yup, that ever elusive Holy Grail,
thus needed to Focus with much ado
about nothing, while
brows scrunched – mad as Jew
pitter by Zeus snorting like
angry red Taurus bulls - do
tee fully kicking up Tempo
like nobody's business ready
to serve their Mazda at heart,
a Legacy Sub (burr rue)
tricked up as a gnu
that's all Volks-wagon
bidding adieu before
I Escalade from ridiculous
to the sublime.
Time bracketed between
December first nineteen fifty nine and
December first two thousand twenty three
represents sixty six orbitz
one prized Earthling
named Amélie Beth Harris-McGeehan
completed round the sun.
About half her life linkedin
with spousal enrichment,
(while hunkered down livingsocial
in Woodbury, New Jersey),
hence the hyphenated married name.
Though said endearing eldest sister
approximately thirteen plus months my senior,
ofttimes during mein kampf,
she displayed maternal (motherly) mien.
Back during mine boyhood
dark shadows along the edge of night
(emanating from outer limits
of the twilight zone)
spooked me to flinch
as did appearance
of the boogeyman induce affright
only exacerbated my delicate mental health
punctuated psyche of mine
with disequilibrium psycho-social blight
above named sibling a protector I cite
twilled me in the valley
of love and delight,
an emotional refuge rescued sought
deliverance from anguish
loving succor proffered
peace upon mine body, mind, and soul,
she did immediately expedite
warming cockles of me heart
analogous to affecting, creating,
forging, jumpstarting, offering, and ushering
ideal paradise island temperature
if measured by degrees balmy fahrenheit
pointing, revealing, shining,
and training a guiding-light
unafraid to defend diminutive
docile, inordinately meek brother,
when threatened courtesy bullies
that significantly towered over mine
below average stature height
a measly little skinny, yet zany
(when within comfort of home) lad
naively oblivious to our mother,
when her first born daughter dynamic,
especially smoldering contention
kindled figurative tinder, which squabble
escalated in intensity
sparking vehement feud to ignite
loosing volatile verbal exchange
triggering The Emergency Alert System
to issue warning
lest clear and present danger
(at 324 Level Road)
recorded in history books
licking, overshadowing, rivaling,
and undermining revolution
kickstarted and hashtagged as Jacobite.
He is a member of the
" Intr Affilia " a non
ranking position that
Gives voice to grapples
Position. It's unofficial
Title in the game as known
Across this
whole wide world as
" The Peoples Championship"
Well we've always known
That these six clauses can
Be put in place to impact
" An urgent need of recognition"
A company rule, that is caused
By the cooperation of two or more
Rivaling companies working
In cooperation with one another.
Because of company interest
The contracts and on air
Officials cannot make reference
To a companies champion by name
Only by his championship crown.
In the best interest of business
Inprumtu committee must be
Voted into place, and will not
Be or cannot be influenced
By members of the individual
Companies, but must act in
The interest of wrestling and the
Intercompany Alliance.
A championship committee
Can only name new champions
With title belts.
Either wonvin
A tournament
Battle royal
Contest or game.
Any member with
The consent of the other
Can evoke the
Ambassadors trust
With a vote of four (minority vote)
Giving an appointmented member
Oversight of creation
Of belt, rules and regulations.
After it's creation, an announcement
Must be made and than voted
On. For approval by the full
Championship committee.
This vote only has to be greater
Than the first.if voted on the
Committee appoints a new directer
To rank the seeds, and invent the
Need of promotion, this will
Be done in protest giving
The naysayers the right to
Make stipulations band rules.
If not voted on, member have a he right
To hold the meeting in contempt of
Industry interest, and only one vote
Difference is needed to be approved.
This gives the lowest ranking official full control over
The endeavor, and he or she
Can deside what type of tourney
Will be held.(traditional, elimanating make ch,
A three team elimation match, etc, ECT)
A champion v.s. champion title make ch
Not sure nvolving is hese combations
Is the six clauses event that envokes
This event.
Each man will be anointed either
"Golden Ambassadors Champion ""
Or " People's Champion" or
American National Champion"
After doings the rich history
Or being named either will
Contested with a bout to name
The what ever the inter promotion event
Wishes it to be named.
They researched things to help the struggling folk here.
Now was the opportunity to capture the attention of those who refused to believe in opportunity.
Colation terms and words were borrowed from rivaling industries.
There new definition could outline the need for monatery growth through investments. One joked about investing in a alternatorbfor his car, but that joke outlined everything we hated about poverty.
Adjusting and reading for a fall wasn't submissive it only narrated the outcome without educating against the differences and same ess of these words.
Most were frustrated when the folk refused to understand the offering.
A small investment to create accounts for fast growth, using many people to offset the long. Wait.Months not years said. The presenter.
I don't need to lay hands on the sick to ease suffering. We only need to educate might the minds see and believe in the opportunity.
No sooner than we set foot within said domicile
attestation to so called gentleman’s’ agreement with guile
initially infrequently, but incessantly as time elapsed Isle
never forget (nor will spouse forgive) with rancor and rile
ceaselessly besieging, bruiting bare-knuckle skirmishes
for us to remove ourselves and personal belonging with vile
lent vitriolic wrath from the day we decamped
within hoity -toity Mainline –
our matted unwelcome would endure for quite a white.
* I * S * I * N * G
With hindsight and accumulative less cloudy fifty shades of gray,
an irrevocable clear er voyance viz summoning forth would lay
an irreconcilable rift (rivaling the Mariana), and constant nay
saying presaged an emotional price to pay
whereat we deterred sale of vintage crystal balls – our stay
purported prevented sale of precious heirlooms – oye vay
in tandem to estate sale divvied up, cuz we whar in the way.
* I * S * I * N * G
Analogous to Little Red Riding Hood, we could not see
blitzkrieg, cannonading, incessant strafe carpet bombing re:
bloody onslaught from the generation of elder vipers que
endured feeling trapped by memorabilia meant nothing to me
* I * S * I * N * G
Warfare found us hunkering down within said tract housing unit,
a fusillade fired off re: porting volleys of character assassination
bombarded this unfortunate civilian clearly implicated to whit
for being a non jewish schlemiel inducing endless economic
denigrating calumniations – fulminating against this “twit”
we decried wicked, vicious, unwarranted abuse would not quit
with no defense against slings and arrows, a plague round
of ceaseless, ferocious, and insidious pilloried that pit
pendulous injustices for each of our **** (emphatic branding
per diem me own scrawny gluteus maximus to git
the hell out – eventually hiring a lawyer with eviction edict!
Form:
After most recent shower,
and particularly washing hair
(then shaking head
analogous to sopping wet dog
drying her/himself after a bath),
I immediately said helloo
to Long lasting fragrance Suave
essentials Daily Clarifying
Deep cleansing Shampoo,
which permeated mine scalp
facilitating healthy follicles.
More so frothy lather upon noggin
after getting rinsed out
yielded bounteous, luscious, luxurious,
and marvelous full bodied tresses
reminiscent when yours truly an adolescent,
a veritable long haired pencil necked geek
whose hirsute trademark
still characterizes atypical sexagenarian
above mentioned characteristic
still (after scores of years)
emblematic of this enigmatic poetaster.
Ever since being in utero
soon after seminal fusion
insync with fallopian tube bearing ova
begot zygote courtesy said gametes,
and engendered silent boom
after piercing zona pellucida
creating microscopic flume,
nevertheless collection of cells
coalescing into embryo
eventually manifesting into yours truly,
I painstakingly took minuscule
comb and brush to groom,
and dreaded most fearfully being locked,
where pair of outsize scissors did loom
threatening to cut thick,
what could best be envisioned analogous
to imperceptible fancy plume
hich features specific feature
drew medical community
(i.e. namely human reproductive specialists)
constituted extensive expanse
within blastocyst very limited room
crowd sourcing out rivaling curious onlookers
formerly geared up
to espy King Tutankhamun's tomb
can you dear reader believe
a hairy globule within the womb
became global attraction
viz - of a young fecund Harriet Harris,
cuz about nine months later
out the birth canal I did zoom.
Breath laden islands rise and fall
beneath the steam-graced surface of clear water,
capped with rosettes, red-brown, silken, warm,
beaded with water running in rivulets
down hillsides of flesh, puddling,
in the dark oval navel of desire.
Water rises about kneecaps
pristine and alabaster in hue.
Angular shoulders hug the far end of the tub.
A slender neck is held aloft, crowned with auburn hair
and hazel eyes, changling orbs, of green and gold
in an oval face rivaling Modigliani’s Madonna.
A ruddy glow spreads across high cheekbones.
The rising water submerges all, but the mounds
and the porcelain neck with its upturned face, full,
full of moans as tendrils, curl and coil splay upon
the rocking water.
Lids droop languidly, lips pout petulantly,
as the water invades, buoying delicate arms,
lending slip to fingertips, fingerstips
...avidly playing.. upon
the pearl white key of desire.
T’would seem the edge of beauty unexposed
Relies upon the images it stirs
More so than that, forever’s loving rose
Though faded knows she was the one he chose
For memory, though dark, still holds its flame
Dim light to weave its way through grayish stones
Cold winds that whisper long forgotten names
As distant bells lament their silenced tones
Thus, does she speak in dandelion tongue
Her mocking beauty rivaling the sun
For love it seems remains forever young
Its whispers of forever - ever sung
For beauty is the guise of lust’s demise
Weeping beneath its shadowy grey skies
A cacophony of sounds fills the air.
Bodhrans beat and the jukebox screams.
Flutes and fiddles mingle in a mad race
overpowering, the drone
of drunken revelers in the back room.
Daddy’s darling bounces upon his knee
wreathed in a smile rivaling the brightest sun.
Dinners play their spoons and dash their knuckles,
upon the hard black stained surface of oak tables.
Toes tapp, muffled upon carpet-covered flooring
and Guinness flows, frothy, dark, and thick,
cascading, from brass spigots, lubricating the tenor's pipes.
And in the dim, buttery warmth of candlelight
the accordion wails as Old Aunt Tillie dances.
Stealing a kiss in front of your friends,
ignites that twinkle within your eyes.
And fueled by your sensual smile
desire assures passion never dies.
You possess exceptional beauty,
rivaling that of the rising sun.
Should clouds gather and teardrops plummet,
we snuggle close, till the storm is done.
You're my inspiration, and my muse;
the guardian angel of my heart.
You mean more to me than life itself;
and always have, from the very start.
Two souls made one: eternally joined
within the fabric of time and space.
And it feels like I'm in paradise:
each time I see your angelic face.