His rants will our freedom stifle
The lives of others a trifle
The lies Trump expounds
Sound like lethal rounds
Shot from Don's mouth like a rifle
Bleeding feet beneath the graceful dance.
Years of practice.
Knife blade through onion skin by Chef,
scarred knuckles for twenty years.
Swan's neck curves like a question.
Beneath churning continuously under water.
Brush moves across white paper in creating a marvel painting.
Decades in each stroke.
Earth spins 927,000 miles daily in creating golden light.
No applause.
Crumpled drafts seventeen times by writer.
The final line breathes.
Citizens, weapons practice,
Refugeees, seeking homes,
Think globally, guys,
Evolving ceasefires---grand.
Citizens, weapons practice,
Refugees, seeking homes,
Think globally, guys,
Evolving ceasefires--grand.
aristocratic antelope alarms and annoys
blue-eyed baboon’s billy goat buster
causing confusion, consternation and crying
distressing and disturbing deliberate donkey
egg-producing egret elevates enthusiasm
forever frolicking in farmer fred’s pastures
giddy goats gallop in garnished with garlands
happy horse henry hypnotizes henrietta’s hens
intense iguana ignores idiocy of inmates
jackals justify jack rabbits jelly-like jeers
kangaroo keenly kicks off kingly kibitz
luxurious llamas lollygag in the lounge
mischievous monkeys march among marshes
nervous newts nibble on nutty Nutella
obnoxious oxen opts out of outrageous opportunities
preening peacock praises his pompous president
quivering quail questions quaking quasar
rustic rooster ruffles robin’s restlessness
sassy songbirds swizzle and sway toward sand beach
talkative turtle trains tarantula to twist and turn
understudy Ulysses utilizes universal unitedness
validating vocabulary of vicious vultures
wandering weasel wants to find his wishes
‘xacting ‘xtra ‘xhibitions ‘xperiment on eagle’s nest
yellow yak yawns next to yipping young wolf dog
zealous zebra zips into view of aristocratic antelope
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R-ed
L-ight
L-ets
Y-our
N-ew
C-ar
A-bruptly
S-top
I-n
P-oint
O-f
N-o
G-reen
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Arllyn Casipong)
Though as witness consciousness sans desire,
we dwell in this form, so we are hemmed in,
tendencies of the past stifling soul’s fire,
birthing deep delusion, to our chagrin.
With silence alone offering reprieve,
poised therein we ask ego to beg leave,
that thus in God’s presence we may awake,
since dear hearts, our soul’s freedom is at stake.
that soul feels whole
we extol love
controlling lust
There are many genuine , good and kind people in our world
Who’s kindness, empathy and good deeds are apparent
Who give and help those in need without expectation
Their authentic , selfless, humble souls transparent
There are also those who voice all the right words
Yet their words and actions do not coincide
Outwardly spouting graciousness and compassion
Yet their actions and real truth lies inside
If your heart is truly open and sincere
Your virtues are beyond reach
Show it in your actions
And practice what you preach!
The present prince of Prussia prances proudly
With preaching priests, while prattling proles suppress
The primal pressure to prank the pretext
Of proper praise for the precious primate.
theory
theoretical, empirical
assuming, questioning, predicting
hypothesis, principle, discipline, tradition
reinforcing, studying, repeating
conventional, customary
practice
The poet is a physician of sorts
tending care to the physical
of his craft -- His patients, the
hearts and souls of humanity --
Latching belts on sleds of words
a-summit he descends, precariously
no safe tracks when in lyric free-fall
Altitudes and scathing depths
are the wails and screeches of
his siren journey down -- when and
where, a dicey pit travel...critics
offer no parachutes...and his lovers
often unavailable, amending their
own wrong steps. Can a writer really make
it safely to the other side, through the creative
pressures of ever revolving mantles and imperative
crushing cores!?
“When I started counting my blessings, my whole world turned around” -Willie Nelson
Life has been good
even with all its ups and downs.
However, I believe the last few years
have hit many souls hard.
I know I’m one of them, for I’ve been complaining
about things in life over which I’ve no control,
such as my chronic conditions
and unfortunate family situations.
I must lose all
my resentments and bitterness.
There is still so much to be grateful for.
I must give more time to
giving God my gratitude when I pray to Him.
Also, I should pray more often and on my knees -
not simply as I drive my car.
I will kneel daily to thank God for my blessings.
I was startled by what I had seen,
neighbors’ kids on my porch looking mean.
I said, “Boys, you scared me!”
They responded with glee:
“Good! We’re practicing for Halloween.”
Pause before action and after action pause,
reviewing first the play of cause and effect,
double checking whether it obeys love’s laws,
doing at all times, as conscience does direct
and if this be our practice, in time heart thaws,
erasing from our soul, vibrations suspect.
Thus with an open heart and an unclenched fist,
invoking grace, we’re by Divine Mother kissed.
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