Pinpointing the very moment
your rose coloured glasses came off
and the curtain opened
a terrifying moment
seeing evil working in plain sight
bringing in the digital age
the climate change cage
all the sweet lies
with deceit and corruption
the truth may be painful
but a foundation to move forward
we ride on the back of history
we want wars and hunger to end
we want warm houses and food to eat
we have some hope
in all that is messed
can be fixed soon
that truth overcomes lies.
Categories:
pinpointing, corruption,
Form: Free verse
Hark… hark… hear my voice, a mere leftover refrain
Never can you see me, I’ve no form left to gain
Look up… look up… and miss me, resound with the air
Don’t take my loss for granted, only spells despair
Grief… grief… counts for nothing, on the flip side of love
Pinpointing its vector, may bring hope from above
Crunch… crunch… the numbers, add symbols in lower case
Headstones of algebra, surround my resting place
Wait… wait… I hear cries, emanating at my grave
Broken hearted loved ones, so many tears they gave
Listen.. listen… up, your mourning’s setting me free
This life snuffed out, echoes down through eternity
Hush… hush… my darling, pillows muffle as you sleep
Pull tight the sheets and love me, inside dreams so deep
Categories:
pinpointing, loss, love, perspective,
Form: Sonnet
In the land where sunshine kisses the sand,
Florida's shores, a technological hand.
Through wires and waves, its eyes ever keen,
Tracking our steps, in this digital scene.
From Tampa Bay's gleam to Miami's bright glow,
Smart devices whisper, so the records can grow.
Data points captured, where we roam and wander,
An unseen web woven, our movements to ponder.
Satellites above, their watchful gaze,
Pinpointing our positions, tracking our ways.
Cameras on highways, peering through the night,
Capturing each moment, tucked out of sight.
Through algorithms and code, a watchful domain,
Florida's digital realm, a comprehensive campaign.
Our habits, preferences, every click and tap,
In the depths of servers, they securely map.
But let us not fret, for technology's reach,
Can also empower, bring knowledge and teach.
In this digital age, where boundaries blur,
Florida's advancements, a path to explore.
So, let us embrace, the wonders it brings,
The knowledge it shares, the songs it sings.
But mindful we stay, as guardians of our privacy,
In this realm of connectivity and great ingenuity.
Categories:
pinpointing, 12th grade,
Form: Rhyme
i breathe in the night
and take it all in
the smell of freedom
the taste of letting go
the power of choice
i pause at this junction
of what lies ahead
a fork in the road
a roll of the dice
a vow to never look back
i pause and time
stands ever so still
its silence hovering
its perfume surreal
its girth suspended
i breathe in the night
and take it all in
AP: 3rd place 2023
Categories:
pinpointing, freedom, future, night, power,
Form: Free verse
Music on
The dance starts
The fragile movements of the fingers
The sparkling movements of the eyes
The unrestricted movements of the head
The twisting movements of the body
Th swaying of movements of the arms
The swift little movements of the legs
Sometimes
Pillary stagnant
Sometimes
Sliding across the stage like a swan
Sometimes standing on toes, pinpointing, spinning around like a top
Or like the rotating of the earth on its own axis
Right now
A language of the body is formed
And it needs the interpretation of the audience
To understand
The cry of man and the nature
It is no joking
5 minutes on the stage means
Hours of training and rehearsal
Categories:
pinpointing, cry, dance, men, music,
Form: Free verse
Technical expertise
Developed running feet
'It's that technical,' I muttered
Pass the tech-bites spread the butter
Blinded lights under cover
Quiet support, LabQuest voice
TECHNICAL SUPPORT
My electronics, I could not awaken
I crave the calculating,
Competent competence
My electronics, I could not awaken
Much I marveled the technical expertise
that splendid, splendid computing
Pass the tech-bites spread the butter
Blinded lights under cover
Quiet support, LabQuest voice
TECHNICAL SUPPORT
Ah, distinctly I was determining
Suddenly, I heard some pinpointing
In cowboy days, western trails" HI HO Silver"
Expertise technical making of this “Testier”?
4/22/2021
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Categories:
pinpointing, analogy, celebration, imagination, perspective,
Form: Free verse
At times of darkness hiding hope,
Think of a star and moon to cope
I saw them shining in the sky
Pinpointing, sparkling, to my eye
No night could be too dark above
A crescent moon and star with love
Leading, guiding, reminders now
There will always be light somehow
We wish upon things miles away
Sometimes distracted in the day
By the problems that come our way
We meander through, as we sway
But life with a million chances,
Look again, as it enhances
Heidi Sands
2/29/20
Categories:
pinpointing, hope, light, moon, star,
Form: Rhyme
The Trojan wars has begun
when we whom do not agree
in certain opinions branded as influencers
this is a new age word created by hate
Claiming certain individuals are from the dark ages
speaking of justice being critically accurate
clinically pinpointing the raw nerve exposed as bad roots
in what is condemned to be truthfully laid bare has rights
Narrative has taken an awful twist towards bullying
in the opposite direction within no man's land
pushing evil agendas down a person's throat as caring
academically impaired those claiming knowledge
When we witness this physical exchange
reshaping everything logical in this world
to speak within council
replacing it with what I say
For those outside the kingdom of God everything is in parables
giving us visions enabling us to hear correctly
but not understand least they should turn and be forgiven
Categories:
pinpointing, blessing, god, gospel, life,
Form: Free verse
under a carnelian sky, sand massaging the soles of adorned feet
the romantic warrior observes the heavens
everything must be in alignment, total peace
dressed in breast plate bone, draped with jewels
sacred beads resonate
observing the horizon he is smiling that the gods are pleased
they have created an illuminating moon guiding to that holy place, pinpointing where love is to be found
silently outstretching his arm beckons her to come, and embrace the illumination
she descends on a staircase of stars
fluid deerskin gown, sea pearls woven in her thick hair
regal yet soft
her bejeweled choker resonates as she stands before him
bone of adam
silence
placing her hand in his they walk, beat of drums, ancestors past, ring in their ears
two sets of footprints engraved in sand
the stars witnessed their love while the third set of footprints danced in joy
Categories:
pinpointing, blessing, marriage, romance, romantic,
Form: I do not know?
Conceivable lines pivoting on time splinter extraordinary
Two pieces of extra ordinary provokes ambidextrious configurations of double dynamics in the dramatics of spilling inks ingenious strokes of creativity the aesthetics appealing to the prolific Minds concept of beauty soft silhouette appealing to the eyes a conductivity of mind's ability to precive shapes with a determination of appealing.
Scramble quadruple scruples in scripts of persuasive and evasive configurations doubling the dynamics in a complex precision of pinpointing pose mending the show sstopping pose by a provocative artist in the performing art's
The mastermind performs elegantly with a blended mixture of a colorful performance exhausting the exhaling audience sweeping their breath away.
Fascinating extraordinary mind's in every written line performing a well colored pose in the lifetime of a timed artist bending the reflected reflections of a mirror imposed beauty of a color in a provocative Rose the thorns on a divine fine thorny vine a provocative Rose colors the beauty of love fitting the color like a glove mending the abstracts with compelling facts
Categories:
pinpointing, art, beautiful, blessing, desire,
Form: Free verse
Since time’s distant dawn
Men have told lies
Calling it truth
The facts, patronized.
But truth doth not jest
It is what it is
It’s the brim on a hat,
It’s a bride’s wedding dress.
Revered in our lives
Honest men we respect
For uttering truths
We’ve all come to expect.
Yet lies now made vogue
Scatter truth like the birds
And no handshake will do
To shore up men’s words.
So do well to respect
The integrity of sleuth
Pinpointing all lies
Shining light on untruth.
Just recall the pure facts
As they actually occurred
Lies have no one's back
And in the end
Only truth is remembered.
© Michael Wegman, 2014
Categories:
pinpointing, assonance, inspiration, men, metaphor,
Form: Rhyme
A breathing habit.
Undeniable addiction.
Pin pricks of the frontal cortex,
Social acupuncture..
Easy subjects.
Standing before your face,
Or alone in my own meditation.
I can't stop myself,
To break apart your mental station.
Surgically navigating the words.
Is like numbing one's brain.
Pinpointing thoughts with them,
Is controlling what they say.
Why can't I loose.
My failure is my win.
"Patience is a virtue" they say.
I say, "patience is a sin."
But behind the curtain,
A man stands behind your shame.
Madly laughing at what is certain,
Because that's what he calls play.
He bows to leave...
But stops and says, "My work is never done.
I am a manipulator... And I bend the reality of things."
Categories:
pinpointing,
Form: I do not know?
Dreams forever shed joy on our hopeless imaginations
Pinpointing pain in a never forgiving atmosphere of illusions
Words jumble in confusion longing for admiration
Twisted evil scouring the depth of emotional torment
Sincere guidance lodged between the bitter existence of reality
Peaceful encounters optimize eternal self worthlessness
Pain nipping at the heals of my soul
Devouring light and extinguishing happiness
Sacred foundation determined to control mind and sentiment
Inner being diminishing to microscopic proportions
Frozen entity in time striving to make the dream wold become existent
Floating thoughts settle towards a dark imposition of truth
Drifting closer to destruction, kissing deaths lips softly
Hypnotic slumber dominants control,
and protects me from myself once more
Copyright © 2006 Joshua C. Bingaman.
Categories:
pinpointing, confusion, death, imagination, life,
Form: I do not know?