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Cave Quid Optes

Aye did not heed the maxim be careful
     what you wish for,
     cuz now adversity not abate
perhaps helpful for thee reader

     if this bard ****
     did apprise present woe
     by turning time machine backdate
asper how the fickle finger

     of thine existence didst create,
a more agonizing situation discerning
     scythe leant presaging grim reaper date
now welcomed with

     opened arms to extricate
fools paradise by twist,
     and shout of cruel fate
e'en locked up in a damp, dank,

     and dark dungeon more grate
full, than full blown wraith zing hate
now lemme summarize
     woe of this ingrate

where reprieve of death,
     would be to good for me to jubilate
perhaps immolation, thence
     at the stake burnt offerings

     presented to the
     "FAKE" trumpeting khanate
hence complete annihilation
     the only way to liberate

a guilty conscious weighted down
     by Sisyphean sized mill stones
now whit tis time mate
to acknowledge, and try to numerate

whereat one issue found me
     reneging and being obdurate
on reimbursing me youngest daughter,
     who could not pontificate

why she needed to fork
     over monies in relation
     to overpayment re
     guarding social security,
     essentially incumbent on me

     on me eek quate
ting to a sizable tidy sum,
     finding yours truly i rate
yet refund check she sent

     over a year ago, and spate
of anger (born by eldest lass)
     unforgivable egregious stonewalling
     do to procrastination trait

this papa (rightfully my responsibility) 
     objects to bearing
     brunt of arithmetical error
plus my own meager

     very limited fiduciary reserves
     induces anxiety to undulate
thus becoming fancy free
     and foot loose bachelor

appears as emotionally
     cannibalistic (ready 
     to jump off a bridge)
     to shuck off this unbearable weight.


Dreaming Big

The dream I had last night was huge,
I mean that thing was large
Much bigger than a bread box
on an ocean going barge

To say it was humongous
wouldn't be far from the truth
It barely fit inside my head
and that should be some proof

It almost seemed gigantic,
the most massive I have seen
Of any evening vision or
an afternoon daydream

I'd even say enormous is
what in my mind I saw
Mammoth, vast or sizable,
you can pick one or all

My sleep last night was restless
after this colossal show
My only wish, I'd wake up soon
and this whole thing would go

But when I woke this morning
I just knew I couldn't win
For I would need another night
to fit the whole thing in


Dream big my friends
Form: Rhyme

Inward Bound Within Apartment B44

The ghost of Harriet Harris abhor real
disillusioned, disenchanted,
and disembodied (incorporeal
spirit of mine late mother) doth feel
displeasure toward this sole son seal

ling himself most every day inside
the one bedroom flat, a bargain deal
asper costs pegged to monthly
social security disability as sole
income intended to support me,

and the missus, who does not troll
the internet for employment,
and in fact exhibits no goal
to supplement marginal roll,
out sans unearned income, especially now,
(no surprise I wanna be a bachelor)

cuz finances teeter on cusp of red hole
mainly whereby two sizable
automotive costs (within a
six plus month period) sunk me soul,
and psyche on the point

of despair, where goal
to be alive undermined 
nearly being penniless
and this communique not aiming to trawl
for sympathy, nor remuneration,

which latter would definitely draw scowl
upon countenance of eldest daughter completes
University study (housed with her eminent beau
within city of brotherly love), awl
so this papa disinclined to apprise her

meager finances put me the dole
drums mainly aforestated a cup pull
of hefty car repairs
spurs impetus to burrow self like a mole
whiling away hours of each twenty four hour

listening...perhaps for me the bell will toll
(at long last mitigating this
deplorable strait no life atoll
where today hard pressed
upon Highland Manor knoll,

and basically undifferentiated from yesterday),
budget restrictions limit choices, hence I stay
inside, where the brutal cold oye vey
also contributes preference
to remain comfortable at
60?Fahrenheit until April or May

solitary (trivial) purrs hoots
occupy time, to allay
writing, reading, meditating,
exercising... staves off ennui
until...these lovely bones turn brittle,
and shock (wave) of brown hair turns gray.

Reign Makes the World Go Round

water cradles embryonic fetus in utero until birth
   a necessary ingredient that fosters new born and also original life
heavens relinquish liquid pearl shaped dewdrops to quench the earth
   fertilization of ova and sperm when specific conditions rife
else womb and uterus will not expand to a sizable girth
   yet despite ideal biological criteria met emotional strife
could undermine this miracle to bring cries and mirth
   as witnessed by this husband from debut of offspring by wife

whose first pregnancy necessitated induced labor so doctor could head to the club
   golf field plush with deep green swards from freshly fallen gentle recent rain
flushing out the ordinarily hidden now vulnerable grub
   from predators on land or those soaring high like an aero plane
susceptible critters helpless to escape from meteorological crafted tub
   condemned to become fodder for prey within the biological food chain
critical for balance of nature as an airport hub
   serves departure point for global travelers who rely on this networked brain
similar but not exactly like those in search of ale scout out the local pub

lick kingdom to forswear vow to abstain from drink which tonic doth wring
   appeasement like precipitation from the sky nourish flora/fauna with mead
either elixir a balm to parched thirst satiated from man-made or natural spring
   yet the latter serves the gamut of species to feed
without inebriation nor pennilessness from addiction accompanied by ka-ching
   of last red cent acquired from tireless labor or mental task  type deed
and rather than being a curse with bodily harm, the rain a blessing does bring
   watering parched land versus how former engenders violent behavioral breed!
Form: Rhyme

The Gifts That Keep On Giving

They have little to call their own;
yet their God’s stays right by their side.
We have plenty, nothing missing,
but parent strings have been untied.

Apron strings, the cords that bind us 
to a sense of being needed.
Quite in secret on occasion
our daughter’s fields we have seeded.

A twenty left in coat or purse;
sizable check sent in a card.
Unsigned of course, but Jesus knows
their lives will not be quite so hard.

One surprise we devised to sneak
underneath their Christmas tree -
a substantial voucher from Walmart
for getting gas or groceries.

We were amazed on Christmas day
what we gave was now complete -
a generous gift card for Kroger's
we found taped to our car's front seat.
Form: Quatrain


Premium Member The Odd SOCK

At our house we had what was called an ‘odd sock drawer,
A place which the whole family could keep odd socks to store.

Quite often the matching sock was to be seen no more.
When the drawer became quite full Mum declared war.

She bought a sizable pack of large safety pins.
And threw the contents of odd socks out, to fill a few bins.

Each of us was given quite a few pins. No more sox would be odd.
Pinned together as we take them off when the last step was trod.

Into the wash they go still tightly pinned together.
Now through thick and thin and any type of weather,

Those pesky socks can’t come apart even if they try.
The dryer doesn’t like their pins so it’s out on the line to dry.

Cheers for Mum she fought the battle with a wink and a nod,
She won the war. Now we have no more socks that are odd.

Now we can fill that draw with anything else that we please.
It seems to be getting filled with miscellaneous keys.

Keys that have been lying around and don’t seem to fit any door.
A place where the whole family could keep odd keys to store.

I wonder how long it will take her to find a solution for odd keys.
Any suggestions accepted. Use the comment section please.
Form: Couplet

Reindeer Herd Heard Clattering

Reindeer herd - heard clattering

Rangifer tarandus kept
this deep sleeper awake
cavorting, deer ring
escapade haint fake
dreamt only a smattering while

Santa did shimmy and shake
with ho...ho...ho...
no worry mate - everything's jake
resonating resembling thus Spake
Zarathustra jollity did quake.

Yours truly (i.e, me)
awoke with rapture
forty hooves with
four "toes" on each foot
surreptitiously, soundlessly, and simply
did invisibly bore
I noiselessly swore
sizable wrapped holiday box

with duct tape to secure
merchandise found thee missus
(Abby) excitedly tore
painstakingly, neatly, and lovingly
my feeble protest she did ignore
(think lame gesticulations)
ah... lo and behold goodies galore

unable to deter impetuous more
or less analogous to child like roar
ring with giddy excitement
December twenty fifth,
could not await opening your
linkedin holiday deliverance
including Trader Joe's gift card

to "fake" Monseigneur
Matthew Scott with dogspeed
to wish thee (Andy, Ansley,
Marley - if by ghost of chance...)
plus other kith and kin) bonjour,
and joyful new year, whence two score
orbitz will find me
newly minted centenarian, argh... your

brother not yet ready to explore
afterlife, which grave kismet unavoidable,
courtesy grim reaper conquistador
though... even now no fear arises,
when permanent sleep shall nevermore
witness generalized (anticipatory)
anxiety cease to perdure,
which bouts of panic

running rampant near winded seen yore
citizen banker (me) disgruntled
as if possessed by maniacal führer
running me rampantly ragged das
exhausting emotional furor
takes (and/or took) toll, I deplore
and decry lifelong psychological struggle

germinating while in utero,
when my nonexistence
no bigger than a spore
biological vagaries manifestation
nine months before
set figurative deoxynucleic acid
blueprint stage permanently

etched to the core
every cell sporting mutation
begetting, coding, dunning ensure
ring subsequent generations
oft times pondering,
whence final breath of relief
will signal time to scatter ashes
buzzfeeding boughs of sycamore.

Reign Makes the World Go Round

water cradles embryonic fetus in utero until birth
   a necessary ingredient that fosters new born and also original life
heavens relinquish liquid pearl shaped dewdrops to quench the earth
   fertilization of ova and sperm when specific conditions rife
else womb and uterus will not expand to a sizable girth
   yet despite ideal biological criteria met emotional strife
could undermine this miracle to bring cries and mirth
   as witnessed by this husband from debut of offspring by wife

whose first pregnancy necessitated induced labor so doctor could head to the club
   golf field plush with deep green swards from freshly fallen gentle recent rain
flushing out the ordinarily hidden now vulnerable grub
   from predators on land or those soaring high like an aero plane
susceptible critters helpless to escape from meteorological crafted tub
   condemned to become fodder for prey within the biological food chain
critical for balance of nature as an airport hub
   serves departure point for global travelers who rely on this networked brain
similar but not exactly like those in search of ale scout out the local pub

lick kingdom to forswear vow to abstain from drink which tonic doth wring
   appeasement like precipitation from the sky nourish flora/fauna with mead
either elixir a balm to parched thirst satiated from man-made or natural spring
   yet the latter serves the gamut of species to feed
without inebriation nor pennilessness from addiction accompanied by ka-ching
   of last red cent acquired from tireless labor or mental task  type deed
and rather than being a curse with bodily harm, the rain a blessing does bring
   watering parched land versus how former engenders violent behavioral breed!

The White Tribe

The white tribe

In Europe and in other countries, with sizable white populations, the worry is, are the white becoming a minority? 
It used to be easy, the white were the English, Scottish, and, reluctantly the Irish.
Of course, there was the Vikings in Scandinavia too blond for their own good and tended to be seen as an apparition.
The French were sort of white, except for those in the South they were like the Spaniards of Andalusia positively Arabs; as were the Portuguese of the Algarve
with the colonization of Africa and the east, by the English, the Spaniards the French, the Portuguese and 
the rest of white nations who wanted a share of the loot.

As we march forward in the immense unknown fog
we call future, for lack of a better description, and with the realization the definition of white was too narrow, the Arabs were included as were the Chinese, although it must be said, the Chinese do not take kindly being called “white” but unblinkingly accept the term. For business purposes.
The white race thought they were a majority, what with armies and so on and they released the illusion that the powerful white race was an illusion, even Britain today has an Indian Prime minister, not to mention the Jewish never considered being white, runs the cultural life
and the news outlets.
White, these days doesn't mean skin color but is about financial well-being, knowing the language of the day 
spouting democratic slogans, condemning Russia and Putin, and wishing them horrible deaths.
So you can be a Kenyan and considered white, whether a Kenyan would agree or not depends on his income
© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Poetic Thoughts Floating On Water Ways

Everything is calm 
Only silence going on 
Getting caught up on speed 
With a quick read 
In the Sunday news 
Not much to lose 
Staring out in a placid lake 
Still visual it does make 
Glistening like a crystal 
Opening the front page tension due to a missile
Getting caught when someone blew the whistle  
Reporters did inquire 
Diffusing the issue on the wire 
Out in the tranquil water 
Kids playing with a camcorder 
Fooling around with jet skies 
Using technology as a transportation tease 
During the outing that is play 
Children having fun in their own way 
Nothing to worry about 
Enjoying life without a pout 
Youthful action is what it takes 
Creating thoughtful challenging little wakes 
There is a fisherman on a river 
Relaxing while catching dinner 
Immaturity maturity glides by 
In a boat teenagers cheerful enthusiastic cry 
Giving the angler a few waves 
Waking him up from a sleepy grave 
Sunbathers needing the glowing shine 
On the beach in a line 
Surfers holding on to a survival tool 
Staying safe feeling blue 
Being all wet while looking cool 
Off in the distance 
Vacation business having no resistance 
Setting sail 
Passengers writing postcard tales 
Starting a commotion 
In the port docked ocean 
Setting off on an excursion 
A floating luxury hotel is the escaping diversion 
Motorize engines propelling a swirling ring 
Circulating many natural things 
All the way down to the sandy floor 
Sending a current message to the shore 
As well as those onboard
Looking to encounter a sizable score 
Lazy 
Hazy 
Summer days are here 
A good reason to pop open a peaceful Corona beer
Form: Rhyme

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