POINTS OF VIEW
fresco
surfaces
plein-air
here
elsewhere
giving
attention
vigorously
with
hostile
impasto
of
theoretical
tendencies
deliberately
rejected
&
increasingly
simple
with
interesting
&
familiar
qualities
Weaved by the spider
The webs were supposed to be strong
Connecting points on the wall
With the arachnid, there and tall
Once it hunted the ants on the ground
Now tried to get flies surround
The webs he built were tough and sound
The walls were there, there and around
But the weaver thought of the points
To be strong like his joints
Unaware of fragility of webs
Caused by the slippery points
The points were unhinged
Tangled was the poor eight legged
Cuffed in the webs he weaved
But even then he never begged
Remade cobweb once again
Now checks the points' oil in rain
Tries not to let his guard down
But still fears the tangling sound
When the wind blows something moves
When the sun shines the light is clear
When the rain falls it wash away all debris
When wisdom comes knowledge and understanding declare
When the pass is going the present and the future is reveal
When time clicks away there is no going back
Age am I the numbers flow
Wisdom you gain or it will be lost
Time will tell what you have gained
No way can you stay the same
God has given to you that which you may claim
Only He can see where you are
Far far in the future is your home and you are not alone
Remove the negative and it will be revealed
That which He has placed His seal
QUESTION POINTS-:-
recurrent
wayward
stereotyped
enduring
agonies
partly EXPLAINING
present
proposed
inclinations
discernible
directions
described AT LENGTH
centrally
important
ideas
memorably
personalised
Beyond the jungle of the evergreens
Were metal points in the sky
that surpassed the highest peaks
The tones of the structure
Were of grays,
Browns,
And creams
Multi-layered with window frames,
Two outer concrete figures,
And a brown door with a pearl-like handle
That was envisioned by dreams
This mystic gingerbread-like
Fortress had no visible road to proceed
It seemed it liked its seclusion
Not even a sight of living figurines
But what kept it company were the critters
That hid among the trees and stream
Trees traced of piney, woodsy, subtle with a sweet scent
Was among the light breeze
The stream was cloud-like flowing
With its own flow-like routine
The water was so fresh it had an earthy aroma,
With natural minerals in between
After breakfast the squirrels and deer would
Watch the blue skies as they gleam
Though you may not see the fortress
While diving as it seems
You can try to find its hiding spot
Among the peaks between the trees
You Make Up Your Style
If A Loner, Or A Fan
Of Fan Fiction...
Pan-Faction-Fee-Fo-Delicious
Diction Do-Woppa-Do.
What You Do.
I Think All The Points
Are Like Anything
You Ever Saw.
Yet.
Check.
-Gray Squirrel
03-01-2026
my precise compass points to innermost heart
a microcosmic myrtle of macrocosm art
I journey inward this core, where lies my
Tree of Life ____
tasting amber resonance of Self’s sap
it cradles spirit, now a blissed viburnum
spaceless space kisses,
olive is ocarina enchanting,
enthralling, embracing
earth and heaven ~ discerning,
lemon heathered ____a garden
Core imbues form with ineffable frequencies
elusive is a holly terminal
spirit discerns tree’s essence,
agape agapanthus caped appears
belled garden knows
own’s every oak throb
benevolent bonafide biome,
pulsing life force
animating Being’s fluids
in pond stillness
translucent lotus opens
sublime perfumed
destination to heart core costs zilch
no other station can compare !
Hell-cat Maggie and Butcher Bill -
have a little blood to spill?
Broken English and Irish brogues,
'twas a gallery of rogues.
Tammany Hall and Boss Tweed,
votes all but guaranteed.
Murder, riot, mayhem, and scandals,
looters, prostitutes, and vandals.
Jenny's pendant and flowing hair,
bodies hanging in the square -
the Bowery Boys and the Dead Rabbits roam
in the place where I call home.
Pick up the trash !!! That you and your friends have left behind.
So there is less trash when you are born next time.
Some religions forget to tell you about your next life.
But go in full depth about your after-life.
Like low tides that go out and.
High tides that come back in.
Heavy rocks stay in their space where dropped.
Yet their ripples go out far and wide in time.
Bananas on sale.
What size are they, who can tell.
Need one for a scale.
can only start near end
remember let touch send
text tow wind knot unkind
several almost always blind
sans sanctions dubious doubt
say mean like when what shout
carries sharing showing how
onward fast firm never bow
talking points pants unknown
leaves most places all alone
random rules ruin rights rot
cools unnerves calms hits spot
late early loose worm kills bird
silent talks sounds rarely heard
wonder if of out with not who
plays things spams let capture you
good spear into through core
trembles minds hearts bodies more
remembers few less censored
fragments fails points scored
It’s the heyday of the preachers of doom
nuclear paranoia, world goes boom
Open Season to generalize with closed eyes
all righties -- fascists
lefties -- commie drug addicts
It’s a high point for hate
Blacks hate whites
Whites return the favor
Sophisticates choose
to hate Jews of every flavor
As for a President who’s made the borders secure again
and dealt a decisive blow to the loonies in Iran
Half the country views him
as a deranged, soon-to-be-jailed con
If the flash ran into a room and switched a light on would the light hit him
if Gotham was in Africa he might have been the elephant man
If she’s holding the lasso she has to tell the truth too just a wonder
Superman flash which could m@@@@&@@@bate. faster
New Glasgow superhero unveiled-
Gettaeman
Surely the worst thing the Devil could do was be good Sorry back to the poem
I don’t know what side of this
Any how here goes
He vibrates every single atom at once
Nope okay
Sex
I mean it’s over quick
Although the speed
You wouldn’t need to undress
Plenty of time to shop
Catch up the girls
You could have sex everywhere no one would know
He is always late that really bugs me
I can definitely see some flab around his middle
Lycra ain’t forgiving
Yes I just fat shamed an imaginary character
His poor parents
Yeah well your da murdered your mum
Have you met me
Do you know why we have superheroes
because we don’t
Be yourself and do what you are confident about
Going through tough times have ways to fix things
Build it slowly and everything will be fine
Success is not just sitting, thinking and talking
We don't know where the obstacles and difficulties are
We have to act first
The most important thing is
Don't take your ignorance passed by
Come to command or judge others
Success requires brain and self action
If you have little capital
You need a lot of brains to calculate
That's the value point here.
See firstly it concerns eyesight
How people see things
But why does it get used for their opinions
See if a doctor tried to operate on onion
Would it be an op onion
I never gave a hoot
about any others opinion on me
or cared what they thunk
Second lay my hat atop my home
I never class myself as I
Well a. pa. rt from there
because there has always been more than one
in hear
Here me well do donut care howl ewe spell
Witch words u ewes
Just a con missing it’s fuse
Would a sequence of con have any consequence
Out to play
I beckon to one of my trio of shadows
Only I (okay and there) see in
Side to side
like a stutttering slitthering sssnake
okay hands up all who made the hissss
Here take a nrut
Knot the usual
Paid the rent for the differ
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