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Written: November 11, 2023
"Everywhere we look, complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes". Quote by Vincent Van Gogh
Fragmented form created by Poetess Constance la France
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A breeze kissed trees, laying in a bucolic trance,
Whilst a sunny curtain hived from prying eyes.
Praising comely love, sparrows spurred stance,
In a cynosure spotlight of vivid crimson skies.
Leaves rustled and wiggled in a dulcet tone,
An elixir, as magical as jade rolls, is shown.
The lake sighed as he saw him flush alone,
Swans scantly snuffed the spur to stare.
As they hear the news, the skies are aware,
Happiness spilled in furtive floods of dare.
Fetching flowers fiercely feast with a glance,
Soothing the forlorn grass as it flops in size.
For them, butterflies burst busily into the zone,
To quell their anguish, blot out the blare.
She is scantly dressed as she twirls and dances
she dances on a raised platform with eyes staring
Her clients mostly male partaking lagers and beers
Her job involves dancing and teasing these clients
In her eyes lies a dazed look like shes high on drugs
She told her mama she had found work in the city
After many years of empty searches she is working
After many nights of sleeping on an empty stomach
A friend introduced her to this and the money is good
On the good nights some clients are very generous
She recalls the way her Godly mother thanked God
She hadn't given her mother the specifics of this job
She knows this isn't what she ought to be doing
She is trapped in a job she is really unwilling to do
Her clients offer her money tucking it in her bikini
She recalls her childhood as she swings on that pole
Never in her childhood could she ever have dreamed
She would end up becoming an exotic pole dancer
Dancing as she was born as gentlemen cheered her on
Never in her wildest dreams had she seen this coming
Magazine madness of fashion obtuse,
Scantly clad teen’s covert abuse,
Circumvent moral by calling her model,
Grey line law’s favourite excuse.
Tick it and tock it,
And snappily chat,
Or X book of faces,
To summon the rat.
Where all indignation is vehemently expressed, where righteousness of self is digitally pressed, a mirror without flaw from which to throw stones, a facade without face or flesh or bones.
Artificial intelligence,
Artificial incantation,
Artificial infection,
Artificial indignation,
Artificial incandescence,
Artificial imagination,
Artificially incarcerates;
The innocents of nations.
Forgiven by your convenience,
Your need to gadget consume,
So yes their abuse is all your fault;
The fault of all in this room.
Illegal but one click away,
Ai can undress us all,
Immoral but here to play,
Yay for all our lovely tech,
What more can I say…
by David Nickle Read©2026
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secretly
surrender'in
scantly shod (sylph's suggestive)
sun screen'd she
sweat soak'd she
screech'd
sizzling
soundz
synopsis'n
such sweet seks
surely slights
surreal
so
stoic
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One
Two
Three
Four, who are ya going fer
Two
Four
Six
Eight who ya gonna inshe-ate
Nobody the public schools, the government
Just one day U all haf-ta rep-present
Not politics just hi-Ocrets
ReachN out gleanin warfare chexs
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
GONNA STOP ME FROM
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
GONNA STOP ME FROM GITTING MY PRAISE ONZ
No devil in hell
No evil or good men
gonna stop me from gitting my praise onz
No one on earth
Can stop my worth
No scantly clothed model in a midi skirt
the antichrist will rise
You have to take the mark or die
I'll fast and pray
I'll be here on judgement day
to the glory to God and I
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
GONNA STOP ME FROM
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
GONNA STOP ME FROM GITTING MY PRAISE ONZ
No devil in hell
No evil or good men
gonna stop me from gitting my praise onz
No villages, no sins
I won't pass out they won't win
You have to take the mark or die
I'll fast and pray
I'll be here on judgement day
Nobody gonna stop me from praising His name
Nobody gonna stop me from praising His name
No boss on the job
No camper cutting logs
Not my government
No one can stop me yet
Nobody gonna stop me from praising His name
Nobody gonna stop me from praising His name
Nobody gonna stop me from praising His name
Nobody gonna stop me from praising His name
to the glory to God and I
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
GONNA STOP ME FROM
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
GONNA STOP ME FROM GITTING MY PRAISE ONZ
Nobody gonna stop me from praising His name
Written by
The Corinthian & James Edward Lee Sr.
Music by
Lafonzo Thomas & James Edward Lee Sr.
As I scream out your name I fall
In darkness I have labored scantly clad in sack cloth and ashes
Wait for me I won't be long
My time is nearly up
Crimson moons in rivers by the shore break my silence
I scream out your name alone in empty rooms
Hold me in my dreams
Arenas of wild killers all fell before my might
In your name I breathe
Juniper with my tea
Mint cookies delight me much
Her name is forgotten all this time lost chasing shadows in the dark
Chained to the whispers of the lost skulls now long since dust
Do their whispers still sing out to you?
Wake me when the king has arrived is he nearly here now?
I am sworn to listen for the Lambs horn calling us up
Quake with fear when the trump sounds the end has arrived
Autumn and my Buddy will they meet me there on The Mount Of Olives by the Masters side? Questioning the reason to wait 2,000 years for a wedding feast.
Almost time for the third day to begin and the rising of The Son of Man. Lamb gets ready to break that seal and let our kingdom be revealed.
I sit at work
Wishing all day
Newly married
Images, in my mind displays
As i finish work
I head off home
An hour away
My minds in roam
I picture my girl
At the door she awaits
Her bouquet of scent
My loving soul mate
Into our drive i turn
As she catches my eye
Scantly dressed
Revealing thigh
Silky robe
Shoulders bare
Azure blue eye's
In wanting stare
Bleep, bleep
Car's locked
Were face to face
Our lips are docked
Buttons popping
Dishevelled clothes
Our doorway delight
As our passion grows
Our bodies dance
In sensuous song
Inner merge
Bonding strong
Joys reached
In doorway bliss
The door closes
For another wish
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-6.php
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Like
all of life
this requires effort
perhaps more difficult
than
I could achieve today
but church hymns rang out
the wonders and the gloried awe
while in the shadows poor and sad walked
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and/ \ but
there/ \ no one
she / \ nothing
stood / O \ deterred
small / / I \ \ her purpose
frail / / \ \ not cold or rain
aged / \ neither ice nor snow
in her cumulative years
in her coat and scarf
blushing from her salty falling tears
the house itself, scantly decorated
with colored lights, green, red and blue
in her solitary steps, alone chilled and cold
she walked slow and steady from church to home
and the smile formed deep round upon her waiting face
in tinsel glow with familiar song and softest Christmas lace
one more year welcomed memories came the season of Holy Grace.
Remember the alone during this holiday season, send them a card, a gift, a flower to brighten their day and help them know, they are remembered.
Whisper this in your baby's ear
science poses little fear.
Though still primitive and childlike,
it finds first tracks on which to strike.
Billions spent on science research
scantly more than a stumbling lurch.
Bright babies will topple toy towers
as Mom picks pieces up and glowers.
Twisted forces tempt to abuse
having doubts, deny and confuse -
truths used as toys, science as tools.
So the rest can be played for fools.
With all we know of life and earth,
clues about our universe's birth;
each new truth reveals another,
there's so much more to discover.
Few children dare to stare away
while others sit and play all day.
Babies do grow and take the veil;
when they learn, science shall prevail.
122 words couplets 10/2022
Reframing and encouraging the young and old
expectations of science for future advancements.
Albert Einstein quote: "... that all our science,
measured against reality, is primitive and childlike.."
Tom Hofmann, Ben Ferencz Nuremberg Prosecutor
and Peace Advocate quote: "Death was their tool
and life was their toy".
Pen illustration by G. Gaul
On the street corner she stands
So scantly clad
A lady of the night
Her background so sad
From a broken family
Abandoned and lost
She grew up on the streets
No matter her cost
The only man in her life
Is her mentor and pimp
Her collector of fee's
Where he makes his mint
There is no care
For her or others
If they ever complain
It's oxygen smother
To a bedsit she retires
As her business unfolds
Another stat on the bedpost
In another unloving hold
Soiled and used
Once again
If we could see in her heart
Could we ease her pain
The door closes
As she heads back to the streets
The patch where she walks
Where her clients, she meets
Another night over
As she turns in for the night
While he counts his money
From this lady of the night
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/life-5.php