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Along The Magnificent Mile in Chicago, there
is one of the most beautiful Great Lakes. Some
90 miles away from Lake Michigan there is a small
city in Indiana called Winona Lake. I've not touched
the waters of either, but they hold treasured memories.
In 1971-72, I found myself commuting between
the two lakes. It was not a commute to work
but one to love. The vehicle drives to see her were
not very often or predictable because I did not own
an automobile.
We were then engaged, and I was a senior in college.
We both worked in a ministry with ex-drug addicts for
the same organization. She lived and worked with women
some 90 miles away from my home in Chicago where I
worked with the men. We both were connected to a LAKE.
These were the laid-back days of pre-internet and pre-Fed Ex.;
the days of 'snail mail' and expensive landline telephone.
We mostly communicated between the two lakes by way
of letters affixed with inexpensive postage stamps.
031523PSCtest, Writing Challenge-'L' Words. Constance La France
I saw a thousand guns
Numbered like the sand of the seashore
Bowing down slowly
To the half of a yellow sun
Staring at them with gestures
That spoke silent words of praise
In an unbelievable future of hope!
(Book 2)
The sunrise spoke to the confederation,
The sunset seemed to sleep in peace
Within the heart of a few future Jews
Who told tales and fables of segmented past
With presentable memories of shredded battlegrounds
To new semen’s slowly turning into men
And begged of them to transfer
This vehicle of priceless messages
To their future kind!
(Book 3)
Tankers of war labeled yellow and black
Painted pictures of a fate fair and dark,
Carried labels of a suspected authoritarianism;
Painted portraits of an undeniable militarianism!
Tankers of war labeled yellow and black
Painted pictures of a race in peace or part,
Carried labels of a suspected treason
Believed to be pinpointed by the south-south region!
"Let me in!"
She's yanking at the door handle
On the passenger side as I perch in
The driving seat in our rusty dusty
Electric vehicle car
She's just emerged from the building
In eighty-eighty per cent steaminess
The door seems to be locked
She continues to heave and whisk
This portal into air conditioned
Ecstasy doesn't seem to wanna budge
The fail to dislodge and the muscle strain
Causes a face of badassery and hassle to emerge
A similar white coloured hooptie and
Same model parked in front of me
I beep my horn and she realises she's
Trying to get in the wrong car
RE-INVENTING THE WHEEL
The universe rhymes with poetry of motion
Ecstasy expressed in lyrical expansion
Where nothing stays stubbornly static
For the laws of motion aren’t erratic.
The rhythm of life is poetry in motion
Trudges on time with triple acceleration
Toils to take timid living on fast trajectory
On revolving wheel, a revolution in human history.
Carts and chariots chained to churning wheels
Got liberated morphing into modern automobiles
Clever craftsmen made them carriage of desire
An art in motion, supersonic speed they aspire.
A famous fundamental physical factor called friction
Imparts an important impediment on vehicular motion
On the week wheels that turn tortured by the ground
They haven’t yet taken vehicle across barrier of sound.
Modern life is moving fast like planet rushing in orbit
Time has come now to design a deft vehicle for it
That would face no constraint of any speed limit
A new era of motion would dawn on concept of transit.
This I would like to achieve by re-inventing the wheel
That would turn on ground but the touch would be virtual
The frictionless vehicle would attain the speed of light
Make space-time travel to the past a delayed delight.
February 9, 2018.
Gooey glop getting suctioned out
technicians venting expletives
emphasized obvious
NO FOOD OR DRINK rule to abide
cuz suctioning tower
or laptop presented vulnerability
plus unforeseen downfall against fried
food and greasy hands ended up hide
ding in hardest to reach locale
on circuit board no matter how expert pried
yelling out gratitude
to geek squad member helping
before he/she went out side door
eagerly awaiting
remotely controlled self driving vehicle
transporting techie guru home
to an obscure gated destination,
an uninterrupted distant, yet pleasant ride.
eventually amateurs encouraged
to tinker like an apprenticed tailor
akin as raw troubleshooting recruit
oft playfully feigned to be soldier spy
pretending to repair bowel of computer
when in truth visiting supposed shadowing dark side
which lined illegal benefits of labor saving devices),
the sound of silence
(written on the subway walls)
though heretics opposing
latest technology and felt sinister chill
(just ask Punxsutawney Phil),
the Internet ranks as greatest dog sent rill
lee where wiz kids ranked
chatting killer apps with grateful dead
information superhighway as heavenly manna
with artificial intelligence street cred
since introduction of white bread
and powdered milk biscuits baked by Ahmed.
Many are buried in grave thoughts that linger
like ghosts housing animosity
A gracious host worries not for it knows hospitality
is the key to open doors
These doors lead to experiences in different
forms on sands of
different shores
as the hourglass pours empty & renews
The soul walks in with measured steps
in different shoes offering its views
from a higher foreign perspective
Its sight may be above the heads of
layman as they rest on pillows
in beds of their own making still dreaming
Streaming thoughts form the script of the new
movie in which it stars
as channels change
The agreement led to an exchange of
energies for purposes only
they knew
With its mission as clear as earths blue skies
it descended with the purpose to
rise while raising veils
Raising hell & shouting to high heaven
every step of the way
it climbed ladders reaching new levels
meeting new devils everyday
They too are burned by the holy fire
of the Phoenix as even
they can't stop its flame
It came to spread its wings in full view at
its convenience & the world
it stepped into was never the same
These cascading thoughts offer you a glimpse
frame by frame through the windows of
a vehicle driven by change
At last it has arrived,
let there be no doubt.
That everyone goes crazy
at the Christmas staff night out.
Now Santa took the sleigh.
He did not stop to think.
For that was very foolish
with all that food and drink!
Tooth fairy looked real nice
so did the pantomime dames,
but Grinch was asked to leave
for calling Santa names.
The leprechauns told anecdotes
in the spirit of Bob Hope.
The snowmen all got stoned
by passing round the dope.
Santa told rude jokes!
and some were even funny.
But everyone avoided
that randy Easter Bunny.
Jack Frost he was concerned,
told the Elves what he was thinking.
"That Santa"s getting drunk,
he is doing to much drinking."
When the meal was over,
the MC he did stand .
"Will you welcome live on stage,
The Boogie Man and his band."
The celebrations ended.
"Get on your merry way."
Santa staggered out
to try and find his sleigh.
The reindeer headed home
they knew the way to go.
They did not stop to think,
to take it kind of slow.
Santa started singing
a chorus of Wild Rover.
When flashing lights appeared
and he was soon pulled over.
"Lets see your drivers licence
and please put out that ***."
"Step out of the vehicle
and blow in to this bag."
Oh Santa was locked up.
You should have heard him wail.
"You have to let me out,
you have to give me bail."
His sentence will be soon
lets hope the courts a fan.
For what will happen next year?
If he gets a driving ban.!
Poor old Santa Clause
it is a sorry tale.
He got community service,
instead of going to jail!
By all means leave a carrot.
A glass of milk I think.
But don"t encourage Santa
by leaving out a DRINK!
© Ned Flanders
Suffering And Pain
Walking to the store is an ordinary boring undertaking
It requires a list, some time and spending money
And very little else
They say it is easier than war
It takes no skill, no one gets killed for sure
But when some idiot runs you over with their SUV
On the sidewalk in the light of day
While drinking coffee, texting, reading comics
And driving at great speed
Then something must be said
Their pleasure is your pain and suffering
No one gets out of life alive. That’s understood
And undertakers must survive
There is no escape from here or from their kind
Perhaps if you used your vehicle for shopping
Things would turn out better
But I’m sure there is a meteor out there
With your name and license plate remembered
student they are
on the wings of knowledge,
on mirthful wings of angel,
on light of inside and outside
smiling touches them purely
fresh mind, fresh eye view to the future
they are frolicsome for acquiring knowledge
together footsteps on the airway road
crossing they are every step of offshoot thinking
smiling, playing, gossiping, seeing, looking
and walking to the bright career
they are child to teenage on same base
on angelic wings and heavenly light
suddenly the MounTain LigHt comes upon them
comes upon them as Fat-Man and Little-Boy
it burns their wings of angelic soul
put off the light of happiness
cut up the two souls from their chain
wounded many of their caravan
MounTain LigHt brings mourning bliss for them!
it has no soul, no eye, no veins, no blood of kindness
it understands only the procession of death
it understands royal roads of Dhaka, Chattogram,
Rajshahi, Khulna, Rangpur, Sylhet, Barishal
it understands tareque masud, mishuk munier to Mim, Rajib and so on
it understands the darkness of grave yard
it understands the death angel Azraeal and greets him on inert roads
it understands a bier and shrouded dead body
it understands the epitaph with bereavement motherly tears
oh! light of life is not secured still on road
every innocent soul is devoured abruptly
giant death angel transform himself on vehicle
it comes as MounTain LigHt and fires, razes
nonsense demonic driver enjoys the race on bail
excited uncontrolled peoples ruminate stability,
demolish more lively soul in blind emotion
oh! death you are mad provoker on road to road
-August 09, 2018
*****
Note: - written on Diya Khanam Mim and Abdul Karim Rajib, student of Shaheed Ramiz Uddin Cantonment College, Dhaka were died on 29 July, 2018, Jabal-e-Noor Paribahan ran over them!
Unaffordable, yet valiant speeding,
tailgating, and zooming Pep Boys, I cannot dodge.
Yours truly grief stricken
(sob... sob... sob)...
wheely hard to bear
this anticipatory anxiety
riddled joker impossible
mission thwarting despair
death knell tolled (told),
woebegone news, I did fear
hears stunned me into silence,
the unwelcome prognosis,
I needed to hear
no joke, but good humor
totally wrecked vehicle forces
yours truly to become...,
no not a lion tamer
but, yes a panhandling junketeer
begging, copping, dilly dallying... ha
to accept unpleasant
unexpected dire straits
gravely digging within lithosphere
bidding... fare thee well
treasured automobile faithful and near
synonymous with ideal paramour, yet now
must confront stark reality,
lack ample disposable income available
no financial resources to persevere,
and worse case scenario me
and the missus will need to don
faux Santa Claus outfit,
and roundup available reindeer
for ourselves (yea... yea... yea...,
I realize how spare
and tired, pessimistic,
forlorn success such short notice
unless if... nah no fat or slim chance...
apocalypse ushers abominable thermonuclear
war, (I doubt Trump would
pull publicity stunt
to be re elected - ha) whereby
Beatle browed, foo fighting
foreigners, survivors impressed, feted,
compensated... for service
unless they willingly volunteer.
Combination future pluperfect
birthday presents and Noel hi
Christmas gifts well nigh,
noah ark cake "FAKE" attempt,
to hoodwink, engine ear,
trunk hate, et cetera
drum, harp, trumpet... belie
including objective to shanghai,
nor fall out of good amazing graces
toward (me) garden variety generic guy
providing steadfast generous
figurative air supply to fortify,
revving me shaky talent,
ye may oft times decry
as unintelligible gobbledygook
brainstorming ideas to try
single handedly ambidextrously
poetically kindle indeed codify
to elucidate how transportation
car reared and gone awry
moderate expenses as original parts wear out,
(i.e. battery, fender, brakes,
hood latch, shock absorber, tires...
albeit almost all simultaneously), hence I sigh
aware expounding circumstance that doth defy
immediate resolution incumbent to pacify
troubleshoot immediate impasse
squarely render quintessence
problem solving the overriding
challenge, I vilify.