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If we recognise the chief of our land,
Terrorism begins to sprinkle tension over where we stand,
He mobilizes strong cohort,
And always have different analogy over a dreadful plot,
Sometimes it's more than gross,
No more can we bear the stream of his mischievous laws,
But how can we undermine his primary sensuality?
Routinely,we complain about his pessimism,
But Stupidly,he replies with negativity,
Saying,"all things falls under fatalism",
The rate of his heartbeat will increase very soon,
After we're done with an amended rule,
He will regret being a chosen fool,
When I tell him to hand over the mantle as cool,
Proudly all of us will make his impersonation expire,
And you'll reign forever as we aspire,
In you,our security is high.
And nothing will make it die.
I put all those thick papers under my table,
I rolled myself on the bed of treble.
I was stupidly lazy to do something better.
Telling myself to do those tiring works later.
I sing songs while jumping on my bed,
I am trying to be serious and remember what they said.
I easily get tired to my ever stern work,
I opened a fine wine while pulling this cork.
I always have a long bored weekend,
It feels like my life is in the nearest freak end.
I can’t even do something better right now,
I always grab my pen and write my feelings down.
My poems are result of my strongest emotion,
Pen and paper always get my attention.
I write poems and not tragedies,
Flawlessly incredible like those serious comedies.
Growing up,my mother loved me with all she had,
Like my teacher,she taught me alot; social behavior;
To my attention,she brought rules of love
In a friendship or relationship or any connection;
Defining a friend as a precious gift from God;
An answer to loneliness,a pill to growing longer;
For a friend brings a smile,lessens your burdens,
And you are set free from stress; your lifespan is lengthened.
She called me her daughter and I called her my mummy,
So she said,
"He who is not faithful and enthusiastic;
Deserving,natural,interested and respectful"
Isn't a friend indeed!
Your buddy ought to look out for you,
Like you were his own flesh and blood.
Through the storms and droughts,
Peace and war; health and illness;
They are your confidant,who neither leave nor forsake you.
So, I asked my mother,
How I could tell a genuine friend from a liar;
"Pray,pray,pray,pray and pray!"
She kept on telling me to pray,
To pray in the morning,
To pray in the noon time,
To pray,even as the sun goes down;
That prayer had all the answers I ever wanted;
Say,who was or who wasn't true,
I would find out only through prayer.
My mother set rules for me, to live by in my friendships;
One;she said I had to love myself first,
That it is after loving myself that I could love another.
Two;she told me to love my friends just as I loved myself;
Care for them,accommodate them,forgive them,make them happy;
For as much as I know,that's all I would want for myself!
Three;mother told me never to give in fully,
Or I would completely be torn apart into pieces!
I guess she knew how stupidly I fall in love -so easily!
How soft hearted,with a thin skin I was;
So,she told me these,long before I was mature enough to understand them.
My dear mother gave me a friendly package,
To carry with me all my life,
Embrace the beauty of love, welcome friends into my life;
Take them in,open my heart to them,allow them to be part of me,
As I am a part of them; and share a portion of their love.
So, I live like this, because I know I have you.
Seeing you lightens my sorrows,and cheers up my spirit,
For you are my friend,
Whose presence in my life,I cherish as dear!
They said they can’t trust what I say
Cus I lie about everything each day
But lying has never been my way
The attention span of adhd
It’s just an effort I don’t make
It drains my energy being fake
It’s much easier to just be honest
So that is me and that I promise
Mates of mine lie as a habit,
Transparent lies so very tragic,
I’d watch them lie as it entertained
sticked to their story which never changed
When caught they just kept going
It was so stupidly mind blowing
Why bother when all are knowing
On and on their lies kept growing
I would just face up to facts
Not interested in blagging back
Nothing ventured nothing to gain
consistently lying is oh so lame
Call me lazy there’s no point at all
You get caught out and look a fool
But pathological liars think it’s cool
It’s makes them think they’re successful
Call them out they get offended
They turn against on the offensive
tell lies about you and people listen
believing it though logic is missing
And the story is spread around
becoming a most common sound
Until all have heard it before
And becomes the truth for sure
And done before you are aware,
Judgement anything but fair,
When you protest your innocence
Lying is what people sense
The lie is that you are a liar
So guilt is the outcome of the trial
And my mates have been successful
Conning stupid and the next fool
Slander is a real life changer
Close people become a stranger
But who needs those one sided people
Who must be sinister or simple
So I don’t try to win over anyone
Why would I when most are dumb,
It rocks your world to its very core
Get up get on and see them no more.
Listless images swirl up from tangled seaweed.
Instead of going home to study
a youth stayed on at a topless bar.
This reoccurring nightmare is a parody,
a Dahliesque floor show of every
melting, pants down moment.
Unschooled for future-shock, ill-equipped
for long forgotten questions;
scruffy owls hoot in an empty lecture hall
as a mind reacts with a jittery dread.
A lost post-graduate thesis rides on a city bus,
passengers sit on it as they come and go;
the manuscript is deeply buckled
with butt cheeks.
No time to revise the unprepared.
Dimples of anxiety indent a head trip.
Despondency envelopes.
At any moment,
eyes will open above a pool of sweat,
then blink stupidly
as they have done - often and repeatedly
for the last 45 years.
The Stars and Stripes
By Franklin Price
9/3/2016
The Stars and Stripes our nation's Flag
Represents “for which it stands”
Not for the issues facing us
Here and in foreign lands
Represents not what out country is
But what it ought to be
A shining light for all the world
From sea to shining sea
Through many battles overhead
Flew the red, the white, the blue
Many died respecting it
You should respect it too
Not a soap box on the ground
But in the wind to freely wave
How some are using it today
Has founders turning in their graves
If you can't give it honor
Maybe you should leave this land
Don't sit stupidly in protest
When it's honored by the band
Stand and place your hand on heart
Sing the anthem if you will
Leave this country, if you can't do that
You have no respect, I've had my fill
I am magical, I said. I can control her.
You cannot!
Yes, I can, and I do.
You do not!
My eight-year-old twin is angry now, with a mean face.
I do not back down. Want to see?
How?
What do you want me to make her do?
Make her come down those stairs.
During Jeopardy?
I am backing up now.
Our mother loves Jeopardy, it is the only TV show she believes in.
I cannot control her during Jeopardy.
I wrack my brain
and it quickly comes up with a plan.
I smack her favorite blue glass vase off the top of the TV set.
There is a loud cracking sound.
My sister’s face turns into a horror movie.
She runs off, screaming “MAWWWWWWMMMMMMMM!”
Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.
See? I think stupidly.
I am magical!
Impulsivity is my middle name.
Fool me once, shame on you.
Fool me twice, shame on me.
Fool me time and time again – I am stupidly in love.
They say the sign of a crazy man
Is someone who does the same thing over and over again,
Expecting a different result each time.
I am a crazy man.
The first time you broke my heart,
I nearly ended my life.
When I finally resolved to live again
You came knocking on my door asking for forgiveness.
I welcomed you with open arms – falling hard once again.
The second time – I swore it would never happen again.
I lied.
Upon each return you swore you had learned your lesson –
I proved I had not learned mine.
You come back to me broke – I make you whole again.
You come back to me drunk – I sober you up again.
You come back to me abused – I nurse you to good health again.
You come back to me in need – I drop everything to comply.
You only love me when your life is at rock bottom.
Once I help you to your feet – you use them to walk out on me again;
And, I am left a broken man.
I would love to say, “Never again”, but I know I am too weak.
The spell you hold over me is one I cannot resist.
I have ended other, more healthy relationships,
To once again jump on the carousel of your jaded love,
Only to have the ride come to an end and the fair leave town once again
With this little boy holding a handful of unused ride tickets:
No refunds – No rain dates – No sense at all.
I pray that you do not come back again.
The pain of you not being with me is less intense than the pain of you leaving again.
Please, allow me to suffer the lesser evil.
Sour Grapes
Their third trip now...again to Italy;
first two by air that landed into Rome.
They're on a cruise ship now near Sicily...
it seems they're always out and never home.
We were invited once to come along;
thank goodness that for us it could not be.
Between our work and cost, it would be wrong
to satisfy ourselves so stupidly!
How boring being stuck on a cruise ship...
all one can do is watch the sky and sea!
Exploring foreign lands...well, this we'll skip;
the people will be snobs, we guarantee!
We'll just vacation in our cozy yard...
when they return, their tales we'll disregard.
Sandra M. Haight
~1st Place~
Premiere Contest: Sour Grapes
Sponsor: Mark Massey
Judged: 09/11/2018
(Fiction for Contest)
Rip tide
A current
That takes you out beyond your control
The only way to save yourself is to just swim sideways along the shore
Somehow we are all caught in a wild riptide
Swimming stupidly perpendicular to the shore
I am desperately trying to find gravity
Trying to find sanity
but sure seems so far away
I'm swimming hard and fast
the tide is running out
I feel whisked out into deep waters
where there are only sharks and wild things
I keep swimming horizontally to the shore trying to be neutral
but the pull out is so hard
I have buoyancy but
Out to sea
So far out there... are we
Is our ship lost
Will we never see beautiful common land again
I wonder if that's what it was like for
the sailors
Commoners all
Just trying to find a new land
Caught up into a riptide of insanity
taken out so far
out to sea are we
He doesn't care about you and yet you care about him
Stupidity seems to be the rule of the day
Blind blind blind are we
Blind to the confusion he has intentionally made
Blinded by want
So blind ...will follow a shark into the dark deep waters and be eaten and forsaken and killed off one by one and even say thank you as he steals your very life away one virus
at a time