Neck bones buckle
Bent to corners as kicked in knees
Establishing an angle —
Glazed, goggled gazing at the scene.
Solemn eyes fall down
To ground he couldn’t reach
To be caught for early welcome
Within his Saviour’s reach.
Announced like the crack of a circus whip
New arisen Lazarus
The pop and crunch of the watching crowd
Punctuates that Rapture.
Swadling encrypt the contrarious slopes of a mired
entity coursed veinous stammer spurts bled
across a court of an unchallenged befitted named
as valor cornered the bleached to be razed
spirits encapsulate the branded sole championed
glory dazed betwixt ears of an abandoned
waning light fills purple sighs 'ill eve succumbed
bitterness spilt the downtrodden weighed
hung kicked a life out of bound the final scored
Tip's of Women?
Lounge flushed
In delusion
I plays
Issues of wear
And weather's are vain
Tip's of women
Tied entrances
As low as old war
Gushes enter our floor
Isn't hours tasking?
Asnt looming often rooming
Rooms join dolls bury
Hands praying? So ways say
Papers run in the filled nights
Breaking ideas, counts, verses, checks
On tables and on the mind
City damsels, men aren't rhymes
Okay honey man
Driftwood apartments
Kevin issues jazz
You accident prone today
Chaska home
I have been behind San Francisco Paris
Says speaks for itself
Fearless abandon
Call on shores
Runned in
Hip at the door
Night the session
Strange moon wander in question
Illusive paints
Harken of tame
Tara I uncover
Repent dowry upon my branch
Eyes drafting midnight
Hourglass tarnish adventures
Lost rehearsal
Girls Night Out
Just to get away from the pressures of the day
Being able to cry, and vent
our problems away
Talking about things that's only understood by each other
Every talk we have takes the friendship a little further
We can always be ourselves because we know each other well
We relate our deepest secrets because neither of us will tell
Music moments are the best because we share the same song
Finding solutions to each problem as we help each other along
When it comes to eating out or going shopping we never go dutch
If one is broke the other pays to show we love each other that much
Through thick and thin, broke and paid or when we have enough
We always cherish these moments especially when the times get tough
three aliens camped out in the desert in the heat of the day
Their skin which had been green, turned a tiny bit more gloomily gray
They were huddled around a campfire or was it a TV?
I tried to tiptoe past them, hoping their intentions were friendly
One of them pointed and my head began to twirl around my neck
It rotated three-hundred-and-sixty-degree circle, what the heck?
the aliens laughed; one of them handed me a tin full of beer
I did not dare reject it, because I was now trembling with fear
funny stories were told in their alien language, which I did not know.
I was relieved at two thirty-five a.m. when they finally let me go.
they had a giggle that clued me as to when I should laugh
I ran all the way home to hug my cuddly, a furry giraffe.
Lost in writing iambic couplets, the moon and sea
Sounds of whispers from between long eyelashes
Waves moving from side to side, a provocation
Quick, let's fly out, chirping the wild ducks
________________________
11 September 2025
Jolly jelly-belly J.B. Pritzker
Your wife’s health you took pains not to risk her
Flew her on a private plane
While with Covid you raised Cain
Hypocrisy portrays you ~ tsk, tsk, sir
________________________________________________
J.B. Pritzker, Governor of Illinois, flew his wife
to Miami after imposing travel restrictions on
'all Illinoisans' and closing all schools and
most businesses during the 'Covid crisis'
of Spring, 2020.
Knifes out pointed at us,
Surrounded
Spears out,
To hunt us down,
Build your pyre,
Light the fire,
Screams.
You hold your knife at me,
But I’m not your meal,
You just needed fresh meat.
Out of line sometimes life's events don't always rhyme and if I hear hey bro the line is over here, um going to lose it, throw a fit and then maybe get inline. In line out of line online all these lines still nothing straight.Lines-you going to make it, heard that line so many times it rhymes.you may not like it when I start cussing and again tell me sir you out of line..no worries today I will acknowledge that I am out of line no worries tomorrow I will get online, inline do rhyme cause yesterday I needed that.. I was . . .
a photo moment for the pretty blonde singer
she is hustled into a tent with soldiers who pretend to be happy
this is Viet Nam 1969
They have seen many young men killed and maimed
But at this moment they paste on smiles
pretending all is well
incase their loved ones see this photo
knowing it might be the last time they might see them in any photo
the pretty blonde singer stands sassily in her white gogo boots
knowing nothing of the horrors these men have seen
she is hustled out as fast as she was hustled in
a five-minute photo op
propaganda to try to pretend it was not as bad as it was
my heart rises, falls like restive waves
it brings the weight of fears I cannot voice.
joy swells then slips silently away
memories lingers like salt on my skin
i follow its pull, unsure but alive
in its rhythm, I find my steady beat
Why did dancing go out of style
I don’t think it’ll be back for a while
Why did rap music become a thing
It’s like listening to week-old refried chicken wings
And when did art degenerate into indoctrination
It speaks to the dumbing down of this nation
Summing things up, I’d say ~
Our culture’s been left to hyenas and vultures
under foot a pebble, no
opposite toe scrapes it off
crimson sole and toe
shard of glass missed the dust bin
and both feet caught the action
spouse to the rescue
bandaids and antiseptic
blood dripping on floor
socking up; putting on shoes
standing for the next three hours
I can’t afford
pride
I’m poorer
than that
I can’t afford
humility
Accomplishment
lacks
I can’t afford
vengeance
All hate
for myself
And least afford
love
Emotion
— unfelt
(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)
Dare a blade of glass stir
‘neath his eagle eye
or a leaf from a tree silent
take to the sky
A rustle of undergrowth
arouses his concern
from signs such as this one
the look-out will learn
what the enemy’s planning
from where it is coming
another night at his post
~ displaying his cunning
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