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They tried to deny
me and you…
who we are
and who I am…
as the beloved of
I am who is…
but you can’t deny
creation…
Out of the darkness
of creation I have come…
beautifully adorned:
I am a cloud of joy
and the burning bush
of flaming faith…
I am a river of Jordan…
and a lion tamer
in a David-like den…
I am a tri-cooling shield
in a blazing furnace
and the wind in the sail
of a Noah-like ark…
I am the force of the exodus
out of the valley
of the shadow of death—up
to Zion’s Mountain top…
I am the wheel in the middle
of a wheel and the fuel of a train
of an underground railroad…
I am the energy of marching
feet over trouble waters and
resuscitation of deferred
dreams still overcoming…
I am the strength of hued Simons
still aiding Calvary resurrections
of soaring peace and love…
I am indeed the child of the Alpha
and the Omega—the soul of the God
of the oppressed—the nourishing
blood baptizing their coming renewal…
I am—you see—the Trinity’s third:
the Holy Spirit riding the Holy Ghost
chariot and nothing can neither
stop nor turn me around…nothing…
I am the juice of the fruit
of the vine of your liberation—
the liberating juice of the God
of the oppressed…
I am the solidifying matter
in your hued lives—
enlightening the blind world…
I am the Holy Spirit
abiding in you and yours:
I Am That I Am…
Word
Without
End…
Oh, the folly of words, false!
Lies, rumors, hate, jealousy ...
Anyone who utters or listens to gossip,
Or takes it to heart as the truth, (forsooth),
Is doomed to be the fodder for such themselves ...
For by accepting its laurels and consequences,
They are condoning the perpetuation of hearsay and falsehoods,
And letting others know that they're of questionable motivation,
And highly questionable character.
Those who believe bad things about you,
Simply on the word of a third party,
(Even those things, arrows and slings, that are in opposition
To the kind of person they KNOW you to be),
Shall be reserved their own special place of judgment.
No mistake, the Universe is in perfect balance ...
Chaos is simply a disguise for all that is unknown,
So the "friends" who smile to your face,
But spread deceit and hatefulness behind you,
Are not only no friends at all ...
But are the kind of people that grease the gates of Hell ...
The kind who shall someday find their sorry selves
On the tip of their own vicious, spiteful spear,
Twisting in the wind of dire consequence,
Their lies and evil intent bleeding out ...
Into a pool of karma ... cold.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Karma" Poetry Contest, Line Gauthier, Sponsor.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Societal Discontent" Poetry Contest, Brendan J. Simons, Sponsor.
Two vagabonds
With a dozen of dogs
Around the half eaten bread
A boy and a girl
With the school bag and pink smile
The beggar boy and the pigeons look blank
Her boyfriend Collin
Has sent a letter that she
Cannot read with her darkness of illiteracy
Along with the letters
Send some light too in the envelope
Shabnam says
The hunger for the alphabet
The thirst for the sounds of music
All in the sparkling snow beyond their closed window
Through the window
In the thatch roof of the shanty
the moon laughs at and the rains soak the bed
The life remains a tattered shirt
The hungry stomach and empty mind keep filling
The multiple holes
We seek the buds of democracy
We stoke the fires of the wars alongside
The persona at the core of the personality
With the two hands you
Loot our flowers and the carrots
The hunger of the fists never satiates
Still we wait for the morning
Some Che Guevara will come and say
Come with me for the pigeons in the blue sky
We will recognise the wall
We will demolish the deliberate divide
A black boy will hold the hands of a white girl
The blue pigeons in every courtyard
The yellow roses without discrimination
The dreams of reading together the poetry book
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April 2, 2018
For Societal Discontent - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brendan J. Simons
Unique
As she was
Once so vibrant
Powerful
And invincible
Not much left of her now
Other than precious memories
And her signature ring
That I so treasure
I have a secret
I’ll share with you only
Come close
Let me whisper in your ear
My grand-mother’s ring is magical
When I look into the diamond
And without any effort on my part
Coming to life at will
Her hand appears out of thin air
Filling out the ring
And the rest of her body follows
Like an inflatable version of herself
She never speaks
She just smiles
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~ALWAYS WITH ME~ 2020
AP: 3rd place 2020
Submitted on March 8, 2018 for contest HALLUCINATION sponsored by BRENDAN J SIMONS - HONORABBLE MENTION
Suzanne – supporting character.
18 – year old who needed a job over the summer, and took the job at
The dealership on a dare from her friends, who said she could never keep a job like that
even if her life depended on it; needless to say she was quite insulted.
Went to the rival high school of Simons, from the other side of town.
Very competitive person, who knows nothing about cars but just wants to show her friends
she can keep the job all summer.
A very take-charge individual, was on the debate team in high school. Didn't allow herself to
get anything less than an A in high school.
Dates frequently, and very social, but thinks most guys in high school are “immature”
or “retarded.”
Loves to talk, and tries to be at several different places at once, very busy social life, until
she begins to work at the dealership.
She doesn’t exactly know what she wants to do in life, she jokes that she’d like to be a
mixture between a safari hunter/photographer/queen of England.
Her room is a complete mess.
She loves grilled cheese sandwiches, but is also a health nut, loves to exercise.
She claims she has “tiny nervous breakdowns” all the time, where she will get so
overwhelmed with the business of her own life she’ll start crying hysterically out of nowhere,
but she tries to hide it from everyone else, she doesn’t want to seem as if she can’t handle
things.
I can help her handle things.
Each day
as the night falls
and I lay my head
on the lap of sleep
to rest,
Someone sneaks in
through the backdoor
of my mind and
lights up myriad candles
of a disconcertingly recurring dream.
Holding my hand
with an angelic softness
It leads me on a
meandering grassy trail
across lush meadows
through the fields of flowers
past verdant woods and valleys
onto a dusty sun-baked path
engulfed in a shimmering
haze of heat and dust to
an abandoned stable
that sits silently and forlorn
in the searing midday sun
amid a windswept wasteland.
There it makes me sit
on a sacrificial altar,
Puts on my head
a crown of thorns
and hands me
a burning cross.
~"Hallucination" contest by Brenden J Simons.
"Dreams" contest by rob carmack
Killing occurs in front of kids on crowded streets
When every conflict ends in senseless violence
And fear takes stage as death becomes routine
Looking for a meaning where one does not exist
It spreads far and wide jolting every corner of life
Inside churches, schools, and spaces in between
Where unthinkable happens attacking humanity
Probing each time why guns are sold like candy
Hearing their cries, tears reign saddened eyes
Those who didn't die asking why they survived
As the nation drowns in grief one more time
Immobilized, witnessing end of innocent lives
Friends they saw that day left without goodbye
Conversations interrupted filling in the blanks
Words unsaid cower listening to heart demur
Repulsed by ugliness, clinging to solemn faith
Protests mount louder in the halls of Congress
Students deploy eloquence to confront inaction
Hearing again falsity nation has heard before
Fear gets replaced by a resolve to find answers
Millions have been counted as vocal protesters
Speaking intelligently to challenge lawmakers
Awakening goodness of freedom loving angels
Looking for our voice, to hear how much we care
Every movement relies on the goodwill of citizens
Its success originates in a rational conversation
Decipher again the words of second amendment
Nothing there envisions a bullet ridden nation
April 1, 2018
Social justice contest by John Hamilton
Societal discontent by Brendan Simons
Normally, I'm not one to be alarmed by things that go bump in the night,
But the other night I saw something that gave me a most dreadful fright!
I awoke to make a visit to you know where (as us old guys are prone to do)!
As I lay there half asleep, a very eerie figure came into my field of view!
Still in a sleepy stupor, at the foot of the bed, I saw a spectre peering at me!
I pulled the covers over my ears yet kept one eye open so that I could see,
Who this interloper could be that so rudely interrupted my peaceful rest,
And could surely be the cause of a potentially serious cardiac arrest!
A ray of moonlight shone upon the scary apparition causing me more alarm!
My spouse was serenely snoring and I hesitated to poke her with my arm.
I moved and it advanced toward me - it was a most fearsome sight!
I saw that it had several appendages, all glowing ghostly white!
Things were looking rather grim for me on that dark and stormy night!
To make matters worse, the clock struck twelve reminding me of my plight!
The shaking of the bed and chattering of my teeth aroused my wife to wake!
I cautiously pointed to the spook that caused her to do a double take!
Now the bed was really shaking due to her uncontrollable guffaw!
She pointed out a startling fact that caused me to drop my jaw!
"You addlepated nincompoop! From you I don't want to hear another peep!
That spook you saw was your foot so shut up and let me get back to sleep!"
Entry for Brendon J. Simons' "Hallucination" Contest
In 1977, you starred in an episode of doctor Who.
If you hadn't died, today you would've turned 82.
You starred in an episode of "Enemy At The Door".
You were a very talented actor but not anymore.
In 1989, you starred in "The Woman In Black".
Sadly, you died and you won't be coming back.
You starred in five episodes of "Coronation Street".
You starred in three hundred and fifty-five episodes of "Heartbeat".
In 1962, you starred in "Top Secret" and "Mystery Submarine".
Today would've been your birthday if you hadn't died in 2019.
[Dedicated to William Simons (1940-2019) who died on June 21, 2019]
The National Science Foundation (NSF),
in partnership with the Simons Foundation,
has launched four new incubation centers
to bring mathematical Left/Right Brain bicameral perspectives
to the biological/ecological ZeroZone search
for the CoOperative Rules of
Golden WinWin EgoEcoCentric Life.
The NSF-Simons Research Centers
for Mathematics of Complex Biological Systems
will cooperatively explore
how bilateral information
encoded in DNA YangThymine
with YinHolonic Cytosine
results in complex four-seasoned organisms
with diverse ecoflowing habitats,
Yang fractal forms
Yin-enlightening feeling functions
and WinWin mutating co-acclimating behaviors
when in/exformation is WinLose manipulated
and even LoseLose competitively repressed
by changing YangUracil/YinCytosine synergy
red/green environmentally suboptimizing tipping points
across multiple spiral dynamic time-light
HereDeductive NowInductive co-enlightenment
SpaceTime 4D integrity conscious bilateral scales
of and for healthy-wealth optimizing futures.