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Stein was a stone wall, merciless, tough
We sent him to kill; he had the right stuff.
Cruel when he had to be, feared all the time
Walk on eggshells, he can turn on a dime.
I invited him to watch a movie, tearjerker from sixty-eight
The plot was like syrup, the acting second rate.
I noticed tears in his eyes when the girl falls off the cliff
He knew his image was in trouble, so he went on this riff:
The wind stings through the window; it would make anyone cry.
And some kind of mosquito flew into my eye.
But we were shook up, we needed him to be mean
And here he was crying at a B-movie scene.
I said "in this job you can't melt into a puddle
"Are rumors true you have a teddy bear that you cuddle?
"A hitman cannot be weak and soft
We need you to be made of stronger cloth."
So we reassigned Steyn to Medicaid theft
No blood and gore; it was the last option left.
I was shocked at this Wise Guy who cries like a child
But Stein sometimes misses the call of the wild.
Stein left his office, joined the FBI
He felt dissed, because we didn't trust the guy.
Exposed our operations, then went off the grid
All because of a B-movie, he did what he did.
Now I'm sitting in a courtroom, listening to the case
The prosecutors smile when they bring out their ace
Steyn is crying as he names names, its kind of rough
But he had to prove he had the right stuff.
She came out of the chute with a song in her brain.
She sang it all the way home, leaving hospital, during a big rain.
How old is she? Her pleased grandma asked.
Twenty-six hours, her Dad and Mom basked.
She’ll be a singer. She is already a star!
She is better than you, Grandma said, “And I mean by far!”
The new parents laughed, a little nervously.
They knew how pushy this mama could be.
She had her in Vegas by the time she was four.
She had her dancing burlesque, and other stuff to deplore.
She sneaked her in, and she claimed she was her mother.
They learned her real age, after they located her brother.
Her irritated, exasperated mommy and daddy got on a plane,
They flew out to Vegas to rescue, their child, no longer tame.
The grandma got arrested, and put in Naughty Grandma Jail.
And if you believe this, you are now being swallowed by a whale.
Buzzfeeding sustenance (eating/drinking) beyond point of satiation
Bloated swollen cheeks
analogous to first Chinese Brother,
who swallowed the sea,
now non sequitur
off beaten track i.e.
less apropos re: guarding
par for race course as if
ace driver won Grand Prix
latter referencing international
horse race for three-year-olds,
founded in eighteen sixty three
931 + 932 = above number
satisfying ghost of Fibonacci.
Original idea predicated whereby
all Americans heartily feast
(stuff themselves to the gills)
salivating cornucopia dime
a dozen lonely people
bemoaning holiday re:
traditional Thanksgiving time,
celebrating joie de vivre chime
wine glasses clink full house,
where ushers pantomime
proffer gobbledygook and
motion rapidly hungry guests
toward smorgasboard prime
tables for gluttonous
to commit punishing crime.
Tentative arrangement made,
whereby oldest sister, and husband,
(who live a jaunt away from Maple Shade
more precisely Woodbury New Jersey)
would swing by Schwenksville
comprising one car motorcade,
thence to shuttle 31.5 miles southeast
our mutual (of Omaha) friend,
I met when counted orbitz
during late 30/early thirtieth decade.
Offer to drive out of their way
presented, since our 2009
Hyundai Sonata did betray
accountability, dependability...
reliability oy vey
woolworth no more than
couple/few Benjamins
yet real challenge constitutes
yours truly, née
theme underlying mein
kampf pennilessness pray
I did (despite being orthodox
atheist) to no avail
relying upon social security
regarding disability (mine) Mayday
forthrightly, feebly, faintly...
calling before men
donned with white coats
came to take me away
to the happy home with trees
and flowers and chirping birds
and basket weavers who sit,
smile, twiddle their thumbs and toes.
Communication break down
compromised eating humble pie
regarding this ole man
upended above mentioned plan
whereby attending
hosted by: Gail la Dorfman
afforded rubber express
thus with Forrest Gump I ran
all the way across
Ocean thru to Japan.
The freshness of Spring and Nature calls
even to Mr. Grackle does love befall
His feathers shine in the sun's gleam
a purple hue of a metallic sheen
To look his best his black feathers clean
in his bill grabs an ant for anting
Rub those feathers with the bug
it's formic acid removes parasites snugged
Now the courtship begins to ensue
through the air sweet female he pursues
rivals fly to intervene
but Mr. Grackle's skill keen
For she follows him her cove
shrieks and eeks their song of love
to and fro their singing goes
like a rusty gate the sounds flow
Feathers fluffed and puffed
each knows they got the right stuff
they settle in nesting hatching their brood
in a community of grackles for neighborhood mood
Mr. Grackle proud with a nest pristine
for grackles keep their home clean
At night the Grackles do a communal roost like no other
a million grackles with friends those numbers shudder
The old boy now living the good life
for Mr. Grackle got a wife
Walking,
Strolling through,
Rolling hills,
Cliffs Keep Arising.
Diving in,
Climbing In the end,
To be better than my will.
A higher mentality,
Hiding in side of me.
So I can see the Truth,
Surrounding Duality.
Abiding within society,
Driving the Crazy,
Becoming Lazy,
The path Growing hazy.
Complacency has blatantly,
Robbed us of Energy.
The will to be,
As we Endlessly,
Repeat our history.
Can you See?
The Patterns,
Fallacies,
Created,
Keeping us Happy,
Entertained,
And Distracted.
Our youth being trained,
Framed forms,
Flowing to a Norm,
Attracted like a swarm,
To all the Usual STUFF.
Things cluttering The Place,
Crowding Personal space.
Erasing the Connection,
To Your Grace and Affection.
The Role you play,
When they have your attention.
Chasing away all who seek change,
So things remain the same,
To repeat this Game.
Let's Redirect our intellect,
And walk into change.
(Inspired by Demetrios Trifiatis' Woman's Day Poems)
At this ripe old age of seventy-eight
Thought girlies would no longer phase me
On the contrary, more now than ever before
A lifetime girl watchers club honouree
A member of the club of leering old men
They still turn my rusty old crank
Just because sometimes I fail to zip up
I'm still pretty alert to be frank
I admit at times I forget to wear jockeys
In combination with failing to zip up
The impact of these two glaring omissions
Cause a furor when playing mini-putt
Sure gather a crowd, thought at first it was me
My rugged good looks and stuff
Soon realized they all were focusing below
Guess it's better than playing in the buff
© Jack Ellison 2014
Dawn comes once more
As new light flings,
Cheer now can spore
In true being.
Light in full poise
Makes all things bright,
Joy shapes my voice
In becoming.
Taste the true zest
That waits for me,
A precious fest
In breath lovely.
By garden path
Fond floral blooms,
Beauty moves stuff
As happy grooms.
In the crisp air
Calm stillness flares,
A fragrant flair
Of scented fare.
Mix and mingle
With stillness grand,
Feel scents tingle
Sure poise dear friend.
Stillness weaves calm
Where silence meets,
A healing balm
Of joy that greets.
Leon Enriquez
20 December 2017
Singapore
You only live once, I’ve heard people say.
Oh how I wish, it wasn’t that way.
I hadn’t a chance, right from the start.
No, not a helping hand, nor a loving heart
It was no bed of roses, not even close.
A life full of hurt, I endured more than most
My brother and I, we survived the ordeal.
Then came the years, where we chose not to feel.
Years and years later, seemed one day out of the blue.
I felt like I woke up, to a life that was new.
I was many years older, but still this was me.
A bit shocked and confused, how could this be?
Where did the years go? I was just thirty three.
I’m fifty years old now, I missed out on being me.
So I woke up in my forty’s, is what you’ve heard me say.
I’ve been cheated from life, in the biggest way.
No proper upbringing, just hurt and abuse.
Which made all the wrong feelings, with all the wrong use.
No choices made right, examples were not there
Run away to whoever, showed me a care
Decisions were made, in the blink of an eye.
No thought ever put into it, didn’t even know why.
So here I am now, so much time spent and gone
I was cheated from a life, I played only a pawn
People don’t think, when they act like they do.
It’s true what they say, to thine own self be true.
So go ahead mom and dad, rest in your grave.
Just know I’m still searching, for a life that I crave.
The life that you took from me, so long ago.
You thought nothing of it, but I’VE carried the load
Thanks a lot mom and dad, my life could have been
Something worthwhile, not just a downward spin.
But think nothing of it, you never did
Don’t worry yourselves, I was just a little kid.
She won’t even remember, isn’t that what you thought?
You kept me busy, with all the stuff that you bought.
But a kids just a kid, for only so long you see.
Those darn kids grow up, they don’t always stay three.
So what will you do, when I’m twelve and can’t hide?
You still claim denial, and cling to a false pride.
Well I paid for all that, your cheap thrills and lust.
Because you were sick, I learned never to trust.
So thank you for all this dear mom and dear dad.
There’s much more to mention, in this life that I’ve had.
But now that I’m your age that you were when I grew
I’m happy and proud to say…..I’m NOTHING LIKE YOU.
2016
“Bookkeeper” is the only word in the English language
That has three consecutive double letters
So the next time you're at a party and ask this question
You'll be crowned “Best Trivia Player” ever!
Did you know there are as many chickens on earth
As the number of human beings
This one blew my mind and will surely blow yours
Each day, 75 acres of pizza are eaten
Our eyes are the same size as the day we are born
But our nose and ears don't stop growing
Bet you've never heard about this amazing fact
Under black light, a cat's urine is glowing
A healthy, individual laughs about five times a day
Did you know, “bananas grow pointing up!”
I've heard that bamboo can grows three feet a day
Never stick bamboo up your nose or your butt
The Statue of Liberty's fingers are eight feet long
That's quite amazing for picking her nose
Imagine the size of her ginormous large nostrils
Could probably drive a truck in there if you chose
Did you know that humans average 4,800 words a day
My mother-in-law can beat that no problem
During a full moon, she can speak two words at a time
Some days three but that's not quite as common
Amazing stuff!!!
nobody knows why i left
nobody can comprehend why i left all my stuff in the apartment
a few hours before the eviction, i decided to take her up on her offer
my brain is on another highway
the impromptu move seems so slow in the wee hours
so cold is the night
so blue is the cusp of my confidence
a stranger....a complete stranger....where is my family
sleeping....my family is sleeping soundly....as i struggle alone
too much of a man with pride to cry....too much of a coward with no heart to confess
i choose to shield myself in order to heal myself
i will tell everybody remaining in my family later, but later has now turned to five years
still...nobody knows why i left
nobody can comprehend why i have stayed so low key
five years after the eviction, i feel as if i am totally and completely alone
promises to visit is just plain that
promises to call are equally the same
i see myself as a celebrity in hiding taking an indefinite sabbatical
then again, i get a self made nogginknocker knowing that i am only lying to myself
one day it will all be clear like water under the generous sunshine
maybe then they will be convinced why i feel that i was....right