Is it just me or A.D.D.
Can’t stay on top of things
When the sermon gets long
I mentally write a poem
I must fight to stay focused
Least the devil do hocus pocus
I found a book of ancient spells
It’s hard to read and it smells
I found it at a German bookstore
“My current meal is such a bore,
so this spell I scream and shout
give me a heaping wad of sauerkraut”
not attention on prison
Someone attentive to durk
like a woodsmen shirt
what a jerk
I got same play anyway
got the same old score
and I do the same old thing
you know me well
you sure as hell pick up on dirt
and you sure as hell know durk
Eerily eager evil enigma elevated eleven renaming egg land.
Meager minis liked their initial idea eggplant ready.
Beefily blatantly weird in a diddly extra wiggly way.
I was ready, reved, relieved and willing my elevated eight.
black anklet twelve will enter evil eggland
Bidding your time for what kind of love
What a nice life what a nice night with a picture in a camera
Time unravels without you
Now serving, who without what
Be it something I could have ran with
The words roll out faster than the carpet
What is significance what is lost forever
In a moment of a dream
Fear slows time
Peppers dawn
Lotus swan
I can’t say what I believe
I died a thousand deaths
Without the 1000 hugs
That belief is villainess
Albatross bleeding
Such a fuss, hoodlum, villain
Peppers dawn
The authentic wreckage of confronting choices
Together thousands become millions
And its loneliness, no reasons no questions
Silent seed whispering soul
Queries the lost the unborn and free those born to truth
Lotus swan
Hocus-Pocus
Haiku: by Tom
6/13/2022
Is passing the buck
the twin of hocus-pocus
or coincidence.
Hocus Pocus, Balderdash,
Newspapers print horror and trash.
Oligarchs hungry for extra cash,
To add to their enormous stash.
Nervous police officers feel the heat,
When they caution terrorists in the street,
They no longer walk the beat,
They have cars with safety seats.
Police cars drive around at night,
Warning louts that curse and fight,
Often these thugs take flight
Making the cops chase them with all their might.
Sadly the world needs cops.
We will need them until the crime rate stops.
When you see someone coming, a cropper
Phone the station, and they will send a copper.
Summer taunts us verily with
now thinking back to it last year-
and praying then, we'd now be free.
But no- we still must live in fear.
Lost months' nonsense only paved
the hilly trail of ups and downs.
Told vax will work- yet, breakthroughs creep;
uncertainties leave us with frowns.
Covers deemed- erasing faces, good;
the vaxxed, unvaxxed, it matters not.
Our choice negated- freedom lost;
still call for all to get the shot.
Fresh graphs- higher indexes jeer-
must follow science they decree.
No hocus-pocus bar designs
should now become their control key.
July 29, 2021
Contest: Alpha Lines
Sponsor: Joseph May
Rules:
Any 2 lines in each stanza must rhyme
The first letters of the words in the first line of each
stanza must be in alphabetical order. My choices:
s t u v w l m n o p c d e f g f g h i j
Their eyes flashing, their laughs each their own
Three witch sisters, blonde, redhead and brunette.
They speak of devouring children, spells aptly sewn.
We recognize them from other movies, and the internet.
They try to act beastly, scary and ridiculously bad.
But their well-known personalities seep through to us.
So instead of being horrified or scared or going mad,
We begin to laugh at their antics, and songs so glorious.
Hocus Pocus Bibbity and Bob. Their misadventures make us laugh.
They make mistakes, act like sisters, and prance and sing on the run.
The film is hilarious, we cannot help but be amused. We loudly gaff.
If you have not seen it, rent it today. It is full of humor and fun!
Some of your favorite actresses are in there probably too.
If you liked Sisters Act, Sex in the City, or Beaches,
I guarantee you will love Hocus Pocus, as most of us do.
Your delight will come out in loud screams and screeches!
centuries living and walking amongst creatures
reminded to accept our different eclectic features
seeking prophetic teachers
where are the righteous preachers
overwhelmed, we are by distractions
unable to comprehend the universal laws of attraction
they have been ignored
nature's officially in war
fish and turtles flopping dead on beach shores
natural disaster's increasing
animal species decreasing
birds falling out of the sky
anyone questioning why
pondering could things be any more tragic
as if someone is dabbling in black magic
conjuring spells like that evil Aleister Crowley magician
we still can't trust some scientist and physicians
most of man incapable of human emotions
the world is confused, full of commotion
is all of this just simply written
that apple did get bitten
end of times explained in Olivet Discourse
everyone programmed to fear the pale horse
thought processes obstructed
mentals being abducted
the time is now to focus
steering far from the hocus pocus
Looking back the mind can focus
on the mix and match hocus pocus
but the heart alone can see
the future you and me.
From Fractured Memories Remain
re-purposed for Grgory Barden's contest
Rithimus Divisa 8 Poetry Contest
10/7/20
Sometimes I order hobby items from China
I love scrapbooking supplies
The package was in the mailbox today
could not remember I had something on my order list
Maybe something I had forgotten
At first I was just surprised by what I saw
A small bag of seeds and a sample image
of a plant with real diamonds ... no flowering
yes, you heard right ... an unrealistic statement
"Seeds that give you wealth" was written on the bag
I planted my seeds and watered them a little every day
Waited patiently, but nothing happened
It's not fun to be fooled, but life goes on
And life is a mixture of jokes and seriousness
08/08/2020
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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"Mystery Seeds" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Carolyn Devonshire
2nd place in the contest
Trump loves polluters and looters
(Targets for NRA shooters)
Whilst we are distracted
Our POTUS enacted
Investigation of Hooters
At every birth is God, by whom
each lifespan is decided,
and when One spends another year,
a cherubim will then appear
to note the age, lest one spend more
than what the Lord's provided...
...and in the wood, behind the thick,
Medieval wenches, ravenous
for skin that clings to flesh like silk,
and in light shimmers, pale as milk,
have a special, ghastly trick
for keeping health like maidens:
Bring a victim to your palms
and hold It to your lips,
purse them, then consume the soul
(slowly; never take it whole,
or leave It even partly full—
waste not a bit!) in sips.
Mind the age of every one;
the rest of what's allotted
upon ingestion of a soul
will be reckoned with your own
longevity, it should be know—
by children, be besotted!
Stay you healthy, young and fine,
for ever uneclipsed,
and them stay humanly resigned,
until they separate, in time,
as we're each to eternity
eternally affixed!
IQ45 aka POTUS
Pretends to be Guru of Lotus
But groping around
The ladies soon found
The Jester of rude Hocus Pocus
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