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The year when there are
two Friday the thirteenths.
A the editors at the
Pamphlet Confidental
Released a report on the
6-15-23 Orca Attacks.
It included Superman and
Aquaman spearheading and
commanding the Orcas to
attack the Spanish ship.
Lex Luthor and Brainiac held
a press conference releasing
The information.Meanwhile
a meteorite in space was discovered
the the Daily News revealed the
Large rock had a set of rocket boosters
and a glass shelf that appeared to
be glass Clark Kent said the object
appeared to be alien. In the same week
The Song "Abba Dancer" debuted. The
Song is said to be by the group
Faz Eddy and Genre Won. We here at
Bow Guss Magazine believe that these are
the Wonder Twins deciesed as a loveable
Music group tryna get closer to hear the
Whispers of the Legion of Doom.Because we
hear Black Manta and Pure.Evil has opened
up a Music Company and has signed Sinara and Fluffious to a new music deal, stay tuned.
Ambushed by gunmen on a highway in Ocotlán.
Threatened outside a mine site in San José del Golfo.
Shot dead by motorcycle gunmen while driving in Camotán.
Forced from their camp by mine trade unionists in La Sierrita.
Fired at while traveling to meet with fishermen of the Arauca River.
Thousands forcibly displaced by armed conflict in Cauca Department.
Arrested and held incommunicado on leaving his office at the University of Al Zaiem.
In serious but stable condition following a shooting after protesting the El Tambor mine.
Samples from letters
written to 'responsible authorities'
in places I’ve never been
in support of people
much like you and me
with hopes, tribulations
and kids with laughing faces;
perhaps with land.
Who for reasons various
are on the sharp edge
of the process
which provides us
with bright shirts, cheap coffee
and funny vignettes on my N+1g tab .
Occasionally my letters
are followed by good news,
or at least an acknowledgement.
The least I can do;
it's never enough,
yet I hope it keeps
a candle burning.
Written after 20+ years writing letters for Amnesty International's Urgent Action Network
Salamander
Eating samples
of steak
Standing tall
While the owl on the branches chewing grapes
coffee mongrel shopping pit bull
dancing straight
Standing tall
Always wondered whose on first base
television my religion
has nothing to do with your hate
must be plastic because you're so dramatic
I can't relate
Standing tall
something bothering you
your chewing on your shoe
if you were an animal I would be you
Standing tall
even handed thrown baseballs
writing novels, spitting anvils at the walls
who an I to alter
Standing tall
Salamander
writing novels, spitting marbles in the hall
no encouragement just resentment
after all
standing tall
still coffee mongrels, shopping pit-bulls
dancing straight, still can't relate
all you wanna be is great
Mutual of Omaha, Woodman Tower, 30 Rockerfellow, Eiffel Tower
mirrors on the floors and walls...still
Standing Tall
03/05/15
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
(Yo Bone hits the Mic, lights dim) soulful Urban Funk/ Ain't no genre/ it's a feeling/ Downtempo Swing beats lovers in tight/
Lo-Fi whispers through the city's roar, Urban Pop shimmers, not for ghetto listeners, that’s for sure/
Soulful Hip-Hop, on a hot summer day, Breaks in the beat, gotta have it your way/ Sliced audio loops/ fragments of dreams, Mo' funk and groove please/ The groove Dr. Samples up Hip Hop, Soul Jazz soooo sweet/ Ready to be chopped/ a sonic treat/
Sliced, stretched, and pitched/ a kaleidoscope sound/ Dig it, baby,/ shake her booty round/ Man, it's a funky swingin' affair/ you feel it in your soul/ From Harlem rooftops to a downtown pop-up nite club/. Hey rhythm people, let me hear you shout! Culture clash, no room for doubt!/
The Hip Hop sound of New York Jazz City/you may ask, is the world safe for the groove child? Pity, anyone who can't feel the funky bass, hitting your chest make you funkin’ in the streets a hydrant spray not in your way/ Wah Wah guitar crying in this urban space/
Horns blaze bright/ a Milky Way of sexy vocals ignites a deep desire/ My girlfriend gets freaky nasty, she can't deny, the sexy club sounds reaching for the sky/
Funky acid fresh latin disco/
Oh yeah, baby! Smokin' a joint fresh out of the gig/
Da funk is high, Yo, nuff said, it's understood, this music voyage, forever good is not over …understood?
I'm getting all excited
I don't know what to do.
I'm going to meet some people,
some people who are new
I'm sure it will be grand
and we'll have a smashing time.
It's all to do with poetry
and stuff that doesn't rhyme
It's 60 miles to get there,
give or take a mile.
It's certainly an effort
but it's going to be worthwhile.
I'll take along some samples
of poems already done.
I hope they find them interesting
I hope they find them fun.
Wish me lots of luck
as I head off on my quest
I'm quite prepared to give my all,
prepared to do my best.
So let's see how it goes
although confidence I lack,
They hopefully will like me
and I'll get invited back.
There's a place in the cabinet for all of my colors
Cans that are battered, have cluttered the shelves
Samples are chipped and are dripping with childhood
splashed to the edges, with castles and dreams
A small can of white holds a picture of weddings
with long satin dresses, and pearls like the dew
A small can of pink, another of blue,
sketches sweet babies, in lullaby hues
There are pots filled of brown like the land of ancestors
with black rims of sorrow that darkens the soul
There's gold in containers, like the stars of the evening
that will shine into windows, when the darkness is gone
They are sprinkled with silver, 'till they light the horizon,…
becomes brighter than ever…..and the new day has come
There is yellow like sunshine, that bursts into flowers
that bloom in abundance, like the first day of spring
There's a can without labels, with the color of rainbows
It remembers the sun on a cold winter's day
Color brings life to a world that was gray,
......where the magic is one little brush stroke away
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3/20/18 Contest: "Mind The Wet Paint"
Sponsor Viv Wigley
It was perfect, a room with a cute view.
I opened the window, oh how birds flew.
Tuscany's vast landscape, everything new.
It mattered not, we paid promptly our due.
The Renaissance culture was born right here.
Miles of vineyards grew on a hillside near,
Verdant fields grew in a tier upon tier,
While oak and cypress purify the air.
Below the fragrance of delicious meals,
Prepared by chefs catering our appeals.
Delicious samples from all meals on wheels,
We gorged divine pasta and paid our deals.
Please don't blame us if we knew we'll return
Work hard, our second honeymoon we'll earn.
The divine Sistine Chapel..
As the Creator touches our hearts with love..
To allow inspiration as such..
To lend a helping hand to a most fascinating man..
He paints with grace..
Extraordinary gifts he portrays..
A heavenly stroll through the Sistine Chapel..
A sweet taste of heaven on earth..
So grand is a stroke of a golden paintbrush..
The eyes have seen glory ..
Through the eyes of a gifted painter..
Share in the glory of the divine....
He had opened a passage..
A doorway to bliss..
Many samples of splendor..
Spoken to us in supreme beauty
And beyond..
Ceilings of the mighty Sistine Chapel..
Brings forth sunlight..
A heart is opened to receive love..
As souls dance ..
While angelic beings sing in soprano..
Blessed we are..
With his gifts..
Of which become our treasures..
A heavenly stroll..
Our eyes have seen..
Through his eyes..
Blessed we are .
Dear Michelangelo ..
As his essence remains..
The epitome of Italian Renaissance..
Its time at last..The furor'e is well past.' For those who fronted
Who shamed? And claimed the high ground? and spoke of a
Deaths knells blast.' Who trotted out (so called experts?) And ranted as well .' They warned all the people, in a manner
Real grave.' Now there are samples of blood from those
Who died really brave' And i'm sure more will be given by those now alive.'
And also from the polo's samples must be taken.! To search out
To ascertain just ( w h o might be faking.? As we know all
Leaders value trust' ny not breaking its hallmark; a must' of certain
when there is
Danger' any fear or even doubt.? Yet In panic central; old Canberra
the drawbridge went up' as all about, the the country news was
Sprung; like a spider from its web.' We must save the oldies
It first was out spread..We saw this was to change..Even young got the
Hit.' Then a hero truckie, said i've hat a gutfull.' Of these half-wits And lit out
For the capital, just as i was hoping.' As near two million
Woke up.' They'd had enough of moping.' Rod Culleton
And Hoody also good Johnny Larter Ricardo Bosi..These
for starters wil l'do The goons got in a panic and I hear l r a d s
Were deployed.? I'm tellin you!! On a civillian gathering..On childern holding but toys.! In rage and frustration i watched it play
Out.' Midst the noise drainstream media pushed out mis-infoiThe
Word anti-vaxers and a dangerous mob, were staple lies.'
they used our people to prod.! Well right is right.! that one thing they said stands true..So lets begin testing ( thats the way now
True blue ) it will show solidarity and foster trust.' In
The true Aussie spirit..I believe its a must.) From scum'o though
In Britain and old albo too." andrews and dutton the whole motley crew.! Stand and be counted its only a jab.'
Prove it or lose, it! its your time 'even brad no hazard' also to
Others is my motto today.' As tribute to our heros for
We approach... A N Z A C DAY !!!!!!!
a metal arm takes samples
from a recent part of the surface
on the face of the moon
as scientists at control panels watch
for a more recent part of the surface
an explorer is launched
as scientists at control panels watch
a human endeavor unfolds
an explorer is launched
the yearnings of mortal dreams
a human endeavor unfolds
in front of eager eyes
the yearnings of mortal dreams
a heartbeat of longing souls
in front of eager eyes
the celestial drama
December 6,2020
a heartbeat of longing souls
the subliminal urge played out
the celestial drama
a metal arm takes samples