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A LADIES BAG
Hi darling will you please
Grab my bag,
It’s on the chair with my new dress,
Still with its price tag,
Ted said that he would look,
Okay, I replied please don’t lose
The page in my book!
My lipstick fell loose inside my bag,
It’s really messy,
I know, don’t nag,
I knew Ted was only being kind,
He hated looking in my
Bag to find,
Whatever it was that I lost,
And often said,
Buy a smaller bag whatever the cost!
Out fall two scarves,
A pair of shoes,
And a magazine.
That was just the start,
A lot more I knew
Was going to be seen!
A packet of popcorn
And a box of hooks,
And I always carried a
Spare pair of brooks!
My open purse came next
And my cell phone was on,
Sending the same text,
Over and over again to my friend,
How stupid could I possibly be,
I felt irresponsible and could
Not defend,
This careless expensive call,
Which I couldn’t substantiate at all!
My open purse had spread
Money here and there,
Oh dear, and my day cream jar had
Opened and had spread everywhere!
Ted looked at me with
A hopeless look,
You sort this out he said,
I’ll go and cook.
My lipstick had fallen into the jar,
Imagine if all this had happened
In the car!
Teddy have you seen my keys,
I saw his eyes roll
Oh my soul!
Are they not in your bag?
The one that has begun to sag!
Something had to be done soon,
He did not have to be
At work until noon,
So Ted went out to find a bag,
For Sue, but here’s the snag,
What color would she like?
This one was small and bright – definitely
She would dislike this and,
The black over there,
The clasp was awkward,
And it would tear,
The blue was too big
Just like her last,
The shop attendant
Was about to blast,
Ted, so he quickly called Sue
To come and choose a bag
Of her choice,
He hoped not too big,
She had such poise,
And it didn’t suit her to
Sling a huge bag,
Over her shoulder and
Around her back
Like a postman’s sack!
Sue chose a bag and they left,
Such a silly disagreement
They had never meant,
For it to last so long,
And on their way home sung
Their favorite song,
Had their supper and went to bed,
Sue sleepily said “I love you Ted”.
she could not handle the truth
easier to live a lie
just the truth the whole truth nothing but the truth
does it still exist
when none believe reality its still truth
if all believe lies they are still falsehoods
authenticity captures facts that exist
cold hard facts metaphorically speaking
how do I substantiate its actual
is there a magic formular to follow
do I trust my instinct can it be misled
if its verisimilitude can I trust
being lifelike cannot be the whole answer
fakes can seem more actual than authentic
verifying requires a masters degree
some anomalies are true world or true life
says true fruit would they put fake fruit in the can
corporeality surely must exist
a physical body a truthful being
must be believed actual
They need to understand and believe this fact. I will heal the hurt and let them live in harmony with themselves. There is nothing to Fear. They must stop feeding Fear and allow me to enter their hearts and minds.
I object your honor. Love is attempting to hide her envolment by blaming me for her failures. Fact is,
she admits she forced herself into my clients heart
without his permission.
Objection sustained. Love have you facts to
substantiate your claims that Fear has played
a part in you being accused? This is quite unusual.
You are now very close to contempt of court.
Judge, Love should be cited for making such outrages false accusation. The people she is referring to are grown adults who know their minds.
Love now tells us these intelligent people are reluctant to trust her? Do you know how ridiculous that sounds? Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, take a look at Love perched on that chair. Take a long hard look.
She believes she can heal you. She is the one who abandoned you in the first place. See that calm emotionless beautiful face, those big brown fawn looking eyes. Dont be deceived. Behind those eyes lurks a cunning and dangerous person.
The judge pounded his desk with his mallet shouting.
Fear, sit down and stop telling me what I must do. One more outburst and it will be you who will be cited.
Form:
We two are designed to these ebbs and troughs,
Gyro dynamic tempos to clench the soul,
And gnawingly let go,
Let flow
Far far away into sunsets,
And let grow further away into context,
Vegetate a garden of Compiegne lustful deceit,
And profanely reap the dreams that seem too far to reach,
Expedite in space time continuums of monads and adversities,
Validate the limits of Heisenberg’s uncertainty,
Certainly only to find you with me,
In hypothetical pasts that existed in these realities,
In dreams and pageantry indeed and fallacy,
Magically i.e. quantum mechanically,
Up up and beyond the pragmatic obtuse notation,
Lets escape on a star by motions of Schrödinger equations,
To serotonin states of patience,
With excepted placement and by our astral tribes,
Who could pedagogically prove the metaphor of how two worlds collide,
Rotary rotary Concaved, convex photonic light distributer!
Does this automaton hold my heart within her future?
The fate absoluter the limited suitor,
I'd experience this attraction if I was robotic.
Cardio hydraulics id drowned for you in a heartbeat,
If you depart this 3-dimensional carcass and were not mine
Move slower than the speed of darkness and remain lost in the past a thousand times!
I'd substantiate the replicas of emotional bliss,
Though we know that Love isn’t real, I know that this is,
And if the dead souled quantized ruled from above,
I'd forever encode my hard drive with the algorithms of us.
I am so enthralled by a verse
an impressive and virile style conquered
quenching one’s thirst seems hardly emerge
however; all songs, stories and ideas being shared
are gems and have secrets unparalleled when compared
some of the lines titillate the many of my senses
some are like music being played in syncopated rhythm
words paints the images either in abstruse or in complex pieces
undulating emotions rock most of my system
torch of learning is a winch to my fervid will power’s stem
dazzled by highly metaphorical words as if vitreous rocks radiate
like tales of unprecedented events trying to amuse me under the rain
viewing it with fire of ceaseless aims through words that substantiate
analyzing processes be done like sifting and winnowing of grains
a triumph of a glorious scene, a clear topography reigns
Written: March 13, 2013
By Leonora Galinta
(for occlusion contest)
Second Place
Contest: Occlusion
Judged: 3/18/2013
Sponsor: Poet Joe Maverick
Book-engagement to me is indeed a God-granted privilege…
Exposing me, through printed words, to realities I acknowledge
Imparting knowledge and wisdom since pre-school to post-college
Delighting my educational journey’s mileage!
Children’s books on alphabets, numbers, shapes --- my academic foundation
Atlases, encyclopedia, general references ushered me to diverse civilization
School literature immersed me into the complexities of socialization
College libraries opened me to verities and enigmas of course specialization.
As a teacher now, books prop me in my mentoring authority and integrity
In my research, bibliographies substantiate every information-bounty
Meanwhile, electronic books try to load up my intellectual capacity…
Book perusal, I testify, upholds my sanity.
When it comes to childhood favorites, I was addicted to detective stories
Such as Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys in solving mysteries;
Inspirational and divine love-anchored pocket books help vanquish worries
As well as social work and law documents needful in my professional victories.
Concluding bookworm confession is my constant Bible reading
Believing that the Scriptures are authored by God to Whom I’m fully yielding…
With 66 books, I’m nourished; my faith, their precepts are upholding and strengthening, while my soul and heart, joyously feeding
Such is the Law of the Lord*: precious, perfect along truths-unfolding
profitable, powerful in life-building!
*Psalm 19:7 The law of the LORD is perfect, converting the soul: the testimony of the LORD is sure, making wise the simple.
March 14, 2019
To define the word cathartic
It means providing psychological relief
Through expressions of strong emotions
To substantiate one's beliefs
An example is a conversation
With someone 'bout their hopes and dreams
Hopes they have for themselves and family
Helping them stay on stream
Allowing someone to vocalize
Their anxieties, their worries, their fears
Can help them out at a time of great stress
Appreciated for the coming years
Therapeutic also defines cathartic
Rewarding both the giver and receiver
Providing each with a feeling of fulfilment
Making each in life a believer
To define the word cathartic
It means providing psychological relief
Through expressions of strong emotions
To substantiate one's beliefs
© Jack Ellison 2012
In your oceans and deep blue seas
your waters substantiate what first is unseen
and I feel that which you offer within
as you take me into the depths of your palace
where your gems, coral, and things
cure my paralysis caused by the morrow.
And as I feel your sea breeze upon my face
it touches a part of my soul, but leaves no trace
and I don’t understand it, and I really don’t know
how your mysteries pierce my domain of existence.
In your waters I swim, and on your waves I float
for it is there that I come to borrow.
But tell me, oh tell me - please tell me some more
and continue to show me - the inside through your door
so that I can be touched - like never before
by the waters, that create your mystical kingdom.
How Can I Compensate...?
Just between myself,
and cosmic force
this good fella agreed
to dedicate, postulate,
validate, et cetera,
what virtue thine parents fostered,
(like a beach house child),
sans within this sole son
they did breed
allowing, enabling, and providing
nonestablishmentarian
beliefs, dogma and/or creed
dance clearwater revival,
and oft times did
substantiate ethical paradigm
with convincing deed
this keen awareness,
(viz 20/20 hindsight)
awoke of late
(maybe last half dozen years)
where family members of origin,
(NOT tubby confused
with Oregon) did exceed
asper basic concerns
dealing with a warm
hearth and home freed
the requisite responsibility
of me to support (or try)
Matthew Scott Harris, where greed
(yes, this truth must
be bluntly admittedly stated,
no matter adult
responsibilities shirked)
yours truly flagrantly
did not heed
and thus at this near
three decade orbitz
sol hymn lee cycled
round the sun indeed
a sincere pursuit spurs this
expressed objective keyed
via this 2009 MacBook
Pro Laptop lead
ding me towards pro active
game bit (gambit)
under_scoring NO need
nor ulterior, interior, or exterior
hidden agenda,
and matter of fact
accepting (NO MONEY
down or up), no
Apr, May, June...
(absolutely) nothing,
within whatever capacity,
I (mutter hoof act)
help at reo speed
wagon dog gone Mutt and Jeff,
and if nothing materials
aye thank ye taking thyme
to peruse this wacky weed
(for reed dull.)
Bajillion years after proto humans experienced woe
countless figurative early Brady bunched bro doggie
dimples encountered necessity to escape cohabitation
(marital covenant alien), yet quasi marital brouhaha
ofttimes witnessed altercation begetting re: thorough
out baby with bath water phenomena, which literal
cruel fate heavily peppered past (mine) accounting
lamely explaining Pink Floyd momentary status quo
upended accompanied courtesy lapse of reason no
definitive evidence to substantiate claim, yet I know
without shadowed doubt every friggin forebear (hoe
pining to savor manumission, versus cotton pickin)
back breaking stoop labor think indentured escrow
harking back to days of our lives (mainly bonobo
nasty, short and brutus creatures millenniums ago
unsung simian kindred beings suffering figurative
ruffled horse feathers nsync with bird in hand dodo
which latter species long extinct (as Dutch good eats)
now non sequitur (sea quitter) mine homeboys/girls
comprising Harris eventual clan (of craven lionized
"scapegoats" set genealogical precedent, and grew
some real winners gentiles, who commingled and
intermarried, and united proudly to kvetch as Jew)
eventually acquiring redeeming qualities conveniently
best caricatured as features exhibited by Mister MaGoo
invariably dear reader "fake" anecdote ye will poo poo
as well how storied and fabled coronavirus (COVID-19)
medical technicians reference quaint pandemic setting
figurative global stage brethren and sistern microbes
made webbed, wide world wish for said good ole days
cuz, communique done being crafted about six hours
marine hated, armies of beastie boys slain 2120 yahoo
the darndest, latest microscopic bugaboo nearly slew
entire population, hence envision terra firma with
divine providence absolute zero people as edenic
provenance (metaphorically offering tabula rasa view.