I don’t want to
Why?
Because I just don’t want to
It’s not because I can’t
Its just plain and simple
I don’t want to
Soul Full Medgar Evers
Justice fiery
The need to rise
Walk the unthinkable Earth
No Justice No Peace to emphasize
Voting Rights Act taken away
Jim Crow laws come back won’t be a give away
Civil Rights stance
The Supreme Court didn’t get it right
The country is now in a plight uptight
My Soul cannot rest
My Spirit will contest
It’s time for all minorities to wake up and come together
The nation was built on principles for “We the People”
Forefathers laid it out plain and simple
Voice of America, we can’t sit back and let our voting rights be taken
away
It is not ok
We can’t take it light
We need to fight
Mobilize in numbers
Together strong
Break the barriers that bind
Loud voices intertwine
Voting Rights Act made history
Turned into a diminished light into darkness
More than fact
Democracy track
All it’s worth that should be
I am the Ghost of Medgar Wiley Evers
My voice in fight
We will not continue to be uptight
Enough is enough
Fight, Fight and Fight
We shall overcome
Victory in our grasp.
Guess who is coming to dinner?
Didn’t expect it
Didn’t even invite
It was the President’s request
Give or take
The President of the United States wants to have dinner at my house
Why my house, go figure
He won’t be a king
I am the king, and it’s my house
Dinner won’t be anything fancy, just cheap
I will order from Burger King, McDonald’s and Chicken Delight
You know the slogan, “Don’t cook tonight call Chicken Delight”
Why should I cook?
The President has prices in a mess
In fact, I feel as a voter, I should be invited to the White House
The President will have to bring the wine if he is going to dine
Since the President is cheap on “We the People”
He will get a taste of his own menu
My house is plain and simple
I should invite the GOP and Democrats to be witnesses at this dinner
Make a party out of it
Invite the media
I intend to show the President in how to be a Humanitarian
I will take action
Just watch me work
The President is lucky I won’t be serving layovers.
Not an easy task
Doesn’t come with instructions nor guidelines
Take life as it is given
Survival through life terms
Learn as you live
Agenda assimilation
Rise up appreciation
Hard knocks journey
Discipline matters
Facing challengers
Crisis moments
Survive or die
Be determined
Relish hope
Believing within
Knowing you can and shall
Individual process
Proceeding in exceeding
Life cycle
Plain and simple, survive
Not famous
No celebrity
Name unknown
Unexpected
Word pause
Sudden heart attack cause
No spotlight
Funeral plain and simple
Code of Silence
Inspiration thought
Poet final curtain
Words needing to say
Love for Poetry
Poet lies in coffin
Lived the life of emotion and composing
Beyond the rainbow and aspirations
Words soared where only they can reach
Shed no tears
Poet spirit near
One Candle burns
Soulful finale
Heavens awaken
Tomorrow’s new day
Words depart rise
Intrigued in unseen
Word gesture
True heart
Strength from within
Poet remembered
Living reality
End of a writing session
Encouragement to all in “WRITE ON”
Heaven’s reward
Destined in royalty by a sword of excellence
Living the dream
Pure and secrete like a moving reflecting stream
Identification of assurance
Rise on
Dove fly
Into the horizon
Frontier
Legacy
Remembrance
Soar
Science in discovery
Creating Frankenstein’s mate
Companion support
Considered Monsters at large
Electricity reaction
Experiment during a lightning storm
Romance rushed the air
Frankenstein and his sweet mate standing together
A sudden embrace
Husband and Wife
Neither will be alone
No fanfare Wedding
Just plain and simple
Comparison with care
Perfection in creation
Face to Face attraction
Masterpiece sensation
Love found its component
No one would have ever imagined
Love found its spot
Frankenstein acquainted with his sweet
Their love can’t be beat
The sundown forming a shape of a heart
Love on and continued bliss
He was paving over the cracks
She wore black underwear
The night was grey
Her nipples came alive under the soft, silky material
And for a time, he was lost in lust
She liked married men
They had wives to go home to
He was fighting guilt and pleasure
Mostly, he was fighting himself
She watched him go
Men and their women, she thought
Money was her man
Plain and simple
The drive home was guilt in miles
Quietly opening the door
Slipping into bed with his beautiful wife
His beautiful untouchable wife.
Soliloquy Colloquial
When I saw this contest
I knew I had it beat
Speaking plain and simple
is really kinda sweet
Like stealing candy, from a baby
It will be a piece of cake
They won't know, just what hit them
When I leave them in my wake
But I'm sure they'll rack their brains
And put their ducks all in a row
Hold their cards close to their chest
'cause they think their in the know
But of course, as fate would have it
I'll finish last and have a cow
while someone other than myself
Will have penned, the cat's meow
Neither Dumb Belle nor dumbell: The Search for Personal Identity.
Made in His image Divine, one and one equals two
The differences plain and simple in design
Does not "Woman" mean "Female Man,"
From First Man her origins taken?
Together strong and flexible
In time they find each in and as the other
Indispensible to humankind's survival
A perfect pair in God's blueprint for life
God's portrait as a dyptich,
Masterful, expressionistic, abstract and figurative
A little lower than angels, yet crowned in his glory
Strength and Kindness gifted to each one...
Yes in deed, God in plain sight of angels
made the two of them become as one-
Holy, wholly separate, inseparable, in mind, heart-
The children of His Love for Life
A vision for all to see-together his image on earth.
Together, one and one equals three
Aqua Marine. Just Musing on a Personal Journey of My Own.
30 March 2025
(First of a series on personal identity. :) )
Faithfulness has something to do with character
Character that goes beyond knowing yourself
Denying oneself to the border of humbling more
How you love the one you believe is dedication
Dedication more than self-esteem is transgression
More that chosen is faithfulness in nature
Human nature that is self-initiative and spiritual
Spiritual that is deep emotional and justifiable
Living in plain and simple way of godliness
Giving the utmost attention of self-denial
Carrying one's cross and follow God's will
In God's commandment is life's forevermore.
A NOTE FROM MALCOLM
My advice is free, and time’s not billable
Try speaking French and I will soon know
Don’t claim a local or a provincial accent
It really does not sound as if heaven-sent
Nor a comment heard such as il fait beau
As the accent is always on the last syllable
As a teacher, these things do really matter
One must develop that Gallic look as well
Sometimes that simple shrug just says it all
From Southern Pyrenees up North to Gaul
Whether from Paris or le Midi, one can tell
In some regions, the vowels do sound fatter
So, let us practice the deep grunting sounds
And don’t forget all those hand gestures too
But accents can apply to letters when written
Cedillas, acute or grave never seen in Britain
Where just the plain and simple words will do
Whilst pretty perfume accents do the rounds
Despite vanilla's subtle sweet and unique exquisiteness
it's encumbered by being considered plain basic and unexciting.
It's seen as being neutral, insipid in need of embellishment
It's a blank soft white canvas needing to be added to.
But in essence, the vanilla bean seed
has a sweet, creamy, sweet and slightly floral taste.
It has a gentle lovely and subtle aroma.
Vanilla is the muse for every dessert makers dream,
In custard, ice-cream, cookies and cakes you adore,
Vanilla infuses its magic in every bite we explore,
Imparting a fragrance that lingers long on the tongue.
Vanilla much belied, maligned, vilified, mocked and ostracized,
Deserves another go, all on its own, plain and simple!
After a week of treatment, a pill each day, combined with messages “ you have completely humiliated me and made me look an idiot in front of a whole lot of people, inside and outside of work.”
Love is only remembering. Texts within my journal, interpolating old words which are plain and simple. These are vague reminders that there’s nothing in your life.
Next day after nothingness, she’s saying “can’t you recognise? That I’m sensitive!”, “stop telling me stuff that reinforces it”, “it’s not making a positive difference”, “Thanks for telling me this”.
Love is only a future memory which includes someone else. More messages “are you drunk, drunk? I ask”,” are you drinking”, her final reply is “go figure it out”.
Making you feel unimportant or blamed is worse than any rejection even lower than rejecting yourself.
Another text message states, “I don’t want a relationship with someone, who that cant recognises when they call someone nasty”. The day after the next she calls me a "
I try to keep my brain alert
By writing poetry.
I am still trying to think,
But my mind is deserting me.
My mind is in a muddle,
As is my pitiful brain
It is a constant struggle
Am I going insane?
Or have I already gone
And I don't know it yet.
Will my mind recover?
Or is this as good as it gets?
I am becoming invisible,
Like a plain blank wall
I blend in with the surrounding
And cannot be seen at all.
I have become a spectator.
Not an innovator of life
I must keep my mouth shut,
Because my words may cause strife.
Plain and simple words
It is my language of choice.
Individual thoughts
That gives me a voice.
To share opinions,
And different points of view.
Every day teaches each other,
And learning too.
I try to keep my brain alert,
By writing poetry
I am still trying to think
But my mind is deserting me.
Maybe I have a writing cramp,
I am sure I do not know
Whatever you like to call it
I wish it would hurry up and Go!
How can one ever describe real love
An all consuming ache for someone
A feeling that's difficult to describe in words
It defies cliches and interpretations
In reality it captures the honest simplicity
The basis of what life is about
It's the best description anyone's come up with
Plain and simple without a doubt
When it finally happens, it's never a question
Feelings deep down let's you know
That this one's a keeper so hang on for dear life
You're approaching the love plateau
Where life for the first time has real meaning
Finally everything falls into place
From that point forward true happiness reigns
Can't wipe the smile from my face
The things that seemed so important before
No longer have any urgency
Down for the count, there's no turning back
A love that lasts for eternity
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