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Where Did My Heart Go

The days are running in front of my and the music is vibrating inside me, daylight is shining in my face and the some things are still out of place; my heart is nowhere to the found and the morning has had me bound.
Oh solace of the night, you have traveled from afar to bring
Peace to this troubled world, I know that you are kind and your love for the human race is divine.

You seek neither money power nor fame and everything you do it is done in Allah’s name, those that seek wisdom from you will make the right decision when the heaven meet with the sun for the world must come together as one and we will live like brothers and sisters throughout the land.

My heart is racing up the hill and I just cannot keep still, I can hear it beating against a strong wind that settle in the tree and the branches are spreading all over me, get up and pace around the room and answers will come to you soon.

Go back a little in time and history will open your mind, rewrite the clause of yesterday and blow the stagnant breeze away. Update the clause that says peace and paint it with love of a higher degree; the thoughts of men cannot be hidden and their action of the past cannot be blotted out; the silent words that have never been spoken will give you the victory at last.

Unscrupulous men of valor lined out on the corridor with necks and chin erected in the sky have breached the barriers and defies the order and still looking for a method to take the blessing away; but the heavens forbids such terrible and wicked sins.

The bald eagle is flying around in the sky, with a vision that bears the secrecy of life; it will solidify the plans and cool down the temperature on the land.
Where did my heart go when I start the show?
Where did my heart go when it has no other place to go
I can hear it beating and mingling with all the greetings, 

The ego has gone through the door and my heart is asking for more and love is all over the floor, peace is the power of love that resonates from above, come and embrace me and your spirit shall be free
                 Where did my hear t go?
                 
                 It’s time to begin the show
Form: Narrative


Premium Member Bloody Ridiculous

Into each life some rain must fall
But this is bloody ridiculous
Folks on the corner are building an ark
Their workmanship is quite fastidious

They seem to know something is up
Like a scary upcoming event
Hasn't stopped raining for about a month
Sometimes gets really intense

Not used to this miserable rainy weather
Where the heck did winter go?
These dismal skies can be so depressing
What we need is piles of snow

Whoa is me, I'm sounding like Eeyore
I repeat, this is bloody ridiculous
I used to be such a happy old soul
The gods have become unscrupulous

© Jack Ellison 2013



The forecasters are predicting 55°F today... this Canada in January!!!
What's up with that???
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Junk Sale

I'm thinning out some things of mine
I do not want or need
Some for sale  some for trade 
Most of it is free
My poisonous relationships
They gave  me fits and rashes
All the bridges that I burned
Well, there's the can of ashes
Wishes are a dime a dozen
Believe me there are plenty
You can have my broken dreams
And thoughts are just a penny
This box of nickels is dirt cheap
They're all made of wood
A pack of lies that I bought
Some are pretty good
There used to be some happiness
It seems to be misplaced
I lost some time that I was given
But most just went to waste
These mirrors with smoke, a pig in a poke
A hook, line, and sinker
All came free with my insurance
From unscrupulous hood-winkers
My policy is "No returns"
I hope you'll understand
If you're like me then you'll agree
This junk's still in demand  


national poetry competition entry under my pen name "poemdog"
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Special Moments By Grand Minter

A young man who wishes to remain a sound Atheist cannot be too careful of his reading. There are traps everywhere – “Bibles laid open, millions of surprises,” as Herbert says, fine nets and stratagems.” God is, if I may say it, very unscrupulous.

— C.S. Lewis SURPRISED BY JOY pg. 191


SPECIAL MOMENTS BY GRAND MINTER

Amphitheater snowflakes whirl.
This working girl beset by pearls.
Best December Eve sourced Winter.
I’m surprised of joy by hinter.

Arthritic knees chase a grand dream.
Playground resounds with princess theme.
This castle with childhood splinters.
I’m surprised of joy by hinter.

Figurines and paintings accurs’d
in the soulfulness of Christ birth’d.
Special moments by grand minter.
Surprised of joy by hinter.

12/4/2020

hinter - a slight indication of the existence, approach, or nature of something
joy
Form: Kyrielle

The Other Dimension of Chess

Someone told me,
Chess is like the art of war
No matter the bluff
Show weakness and doubt
Have the courage to stand the last factor
Never lose hope
This is the way of the king.
You really have two brushes to play and win
The real king does not exist on the chessboard
It's in the heart.
And the so-called kingly way is not winning
The chess game
It's not about gamble and unscrupulous in the mall
But spread benevolence and righteousness to the world.
Rich people speak with reason
Rich people believe in kingship
The rich believe what they say.
Actually, I really want to go back to the countryside now
Leave the big city
And became a farmer there.
There is a mountain spring 
Or better to have a field
To plant trees for shade
Not withstanding the flaming sword
Beacon honor to the world
Continue, studying chess just from the silence
And take a chance to soul-search from within.


Premium Member You Know What I Mean -POTD

Silent shadows whisper wicked rumors from tawny tinted tents
Reflecting rueful random thoughts, such are their laments                                                   
Circus kingdom cast offs disappear for no fault of their own 
If only you knew, the stunt star’s stunning and raving review                    
Perilous pyrotechnic cruelly disfigures, and if only you knew
Dark duplicate shapes of onyx outlines, two damaged lives
Repellant is he, a vibrant visible resilient soul is she who thrives
Redeemed restored! Residing in each other’s passionate thunder
Unscrupulous undertones shan’t ever tear their love asunder!

You know what I mean...

Sequestered away from prying eyes of light they remain inside
Alas all alone, as in The Phantom Of The Opera they hide
Yet, shimmering silhouettes seen against the dimming sky
What witnesses the galactic guardian stars cannot deny
They say beauty can never be found in the dark,
I’ve heard this from an empress ere she was ready to embark
upon a ship shouting, sheets rife with words written about her love
No not notes of loneliness it’s not for this lioness a warrior above
it all, she places all her inner impetuous into her piercing poetry
A dusky distant shape and outline listens, lusting, yearning with glee
The light shone brightly behind, they move closer kissing eagerly

You know what I mean…
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Phone and E Mail Scams

I received an exciting soup mail
I’m minted, with wealth off the scale
But I know it’s a fraud
By some bloke from abroad
These fraudster’s should be put in jail

Got a call from a ‘Microsoft’ guy*
His fake story I did not buy
Said he’d turn off my ‘puter
And re-route my router
He told me just lie after lie

These scammers just want a quick buck
They try to find a sitting duck
They’re after our money
It sure isn’t funny
Their unscrupulous actions just suck

We have had several calls from 'Microsoft' saying our computer is at risk and they can help protect us ... I just put the phone down on them.  Unfortunately an elderly friend of ours got taken in by their persistence and when it got to the you need to give us your bank account details part he realised it was a scam and wouldn't give his details but he had inadvertently given them access to remote control his PC and they put a password on it so he couldn't get into his files. It took my hubby several hours to sort out, remove the software programme  they were using to control the PC and get the computer back to him so he could use it.

7/7/18
Form: Limerick

The American Westward Expansion

The Quakers, being religiously persecuted, set sail from expatriated England;
they were the first settlers to reach the shore of New England: a free land!
Later the Puritans came and settled in other eastern, bustling colonies
seeking the same religious freedom, but their urge was stronger than dreams.


Many moved westward on foot, on horseback and on overloaded wagons...
exploring the American wilderness plundered by indigenous Indians;
they searched for grassland everywhere, to let their cattle roam and graze;
first they built wooden shacks on vast, lush prairies full of Queen Ann's Lace. 


And out of this American westward expansion, came the fearless pioneers,
who sought gold mines...despite the wild cowboys causing troubles
with heavy drinking and desire for unscrupulous women, seeking money and pleasure, 
who served them more whisky and lured them to a room with a demeaning measure.


Beyond the Rocky Mountains' and the Appalachians Mountains' skies,
these diligent pioneers obtained wealth with sweat and sacrifices...
changing and shaping the wild landscapes of arable land,
avoiding the drudgery of getting stuck in mud and sand.
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member A Whisper in Devil's Ear

An outcry from the populace,
amongst them a diabolic menace,
appealing to their weaker sense,
under every kind of false pretense -
What could they do?

The devil may whisper, or he may purr.
He knows the temptations we prefer.
Yes, that's true, but all the same,
we can beat Lucifer at his game.
Let's set a trap!

"You have cute horns and a tail,
I know some poor suckers, weak and frail.
In the darkness, follow me -
their despair, a glorious sight to see."
Good plan - will it work?

Yep, he plunged, all right,
through a trapdoor, into a cage of light
where folks could now keep an eye
on that unscrupulous, dangerous guy.
He "fell" for it!

Sure, they could intercept him,
but do you think a mere cage kept him?
He's still lurking at large.
We must be vigilant.  Don't put him in charge.
Watch out!
Form: Rhyme

Lady Liberty Lies Slain

Forsooth impeachment hearings appertain
blood on hands of
self important president,
though alcohol he doth abstain,
nonetheless permanent drunken stupor
doth wax and wain
finger of guilt
damaging democracy points

to him as chief villain
groomed since... time immemorial
atavistic primate brain
bathed (courtesy Frederick Christ Trump)
buzzfeeding chosen favored heir
go for broke - bankrupt countless times
and pulled out all stops,
viz unbridled espousing philosophy gain

amass wealth, unscrupulous 
if necessary where,
might equals right play'n
deadly serious game (Life) train
sight squarely and/or roundly
scattered lovely bones
amidst tombstones testimony
incidental secondary fallout main

part and parcel, where legerdemain,
plus art of the deal linkedin
with immeasurable gloating
ego necessary to gain
con fetter writ oligarchy plain
successfully cheating, hocking,
milking, quaffing, and trending,
yielding dynastic rule

trumpeting eternal stormy reign
vaping with wealthy
zealotry (think vain)
at electorate expense
tampering koolaid acid test
courtesy illegals sown GMO grain
colluding when/where possible,
never losing sight regarding

selfish mission to attain
obligatory ideal tyranny
rampantly running roughshod,
no need to explain
writing sleight underhanded profane
antithetical, critical, heretical quatrain
badgering, belittling, besmirching,
bilking, boasting, bragging with disdain

flagrantly flaunting, fleecing,
regarding purported B.S. degree
in economics he did attain
matriculating Wharton School of law,
hmm... methinks he paid
hirling from Ukraine

forever flirting, flouting, and flunking
even basic geography questions
case in point being where is Drury Lane
additionally, he ain't no literati familiar
storied quasi fiction Citizen Kane.

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