And things got bad..And things became worse
Then a health opportunity arrived, like could break the curse
Yet the ukranian cheerer, well he just.? Well just
Stood by.' The levers of power..Did not even try to
Grasp or throw, one! Let alone a few.' A solicitless
Lawyer, it just won't do, but hes up in the chamber
Regular enough.' A lion at the despatch box where
It (really gets tough?) He's presided at banqets
And he even says prayers.' Yet when the Ostiches
Stuck there necks out.' He just didn't care.! I reckon
He's uni-party ( through and through ) could tell
Us in which bunker hunkers Hunka.' No he's not
Quite the man in all estimation.? To see Canada through.)
the steampunk convention was presided over by ABW, Mrs. McNack
Arrogant Bee Woman is what we called this piranha behind her back
ABW stood for something else but none of us knew what any more
We all held our breath though when queen bee came onto the floor
She had a way about her that was beyond arrogant and proud
Creeping through the exhibits quickly, stealthy, not loud
Yet there was something about her that struck terror in all
She was the steampunk’s ABW, thin, sneaky, scary and tall.
Why does she terrify us? Another steam punker asked me.
I knew it was not her costume even though she looked like a bee
Maybe it was her polish, her spit, her fine way of shining.
I know when she entered the cafeteria, I had to quit dining.
Segmented arms and legs are seen
wielding a broken machine.
A swinging lamp of kerosene
lights up a silent movie screen.
In the dark Circus Oblique,
presided o'er by the freak,
each butterfly is unique -
but none of them can speak.
Is it not a little odd,
ev'ry page his bug-eyes trod,
were a kind of lightning rod
for the sad boy who played God.
navel, heart and third eye entwine
presided over by the crown
pheromones mingle, nodes tingle
in an ocean of bliss we drown
The world is savage, punishing and hard.
We experience more than we can bear.
While not a one of us comes out unscarred,
it isn't even anything like fair.
We long for a bit of recognition
for precious things we offer up and share.
We all rate. Life's not a competition.
There is little reason we must compare.
We all need empathy, we try so hard.
When the world plunges us into despair,
and the life given us we would discard,
we must find someone on the earth to care.
A lake presided o'er by mystic elves,
this world is but a mirror of ourselves.
The lady was quite civic minded,
as a nun she always presided
midnight to noon on the harp
until her old dog did bark
Mum I fear your tune is one-sided!
The dog said must I refer you to this,
the deed you long ago signed with a kiss
and a pip on the head,
a tenet until dead,
my howls deified along with your riffs.
Their house was harsh with colors and shapes.
But then a bunny was left, her name was Ms. Lapes.
The house began to soften and turned into pastel hues.
A new loveliness presided all over the place, eliminating all blues.
Many think this holiday honors all United States presidents we elect
But let me reflect
It is Washington’s birthday that we celebrate
It honors President Washington and President Lincoln as of late
Let’s see how they relate
Washington was a good ol’ lad
He was the best that America had
Unanimously elected to commander in chief
He gave colonists some hope and belief
Posthumously, promoted to a six-star general
That will forever remain unattainable
Presided over the Constitution writing
That must have been rather exciting
Unanimously elected as our first president for two terms
To which he affirms
Relinquishing his power
Setting a precedent for every successor
Lincoln was a prominent figure
During the Civil War
Another commander in chief
With a strong belief
His Emancipation Proclamation
To end slavery in our nation
He met his untimely demise
By a Confederate that did not sympathize
Both of these men deserve a day
For creating the country we know today
Though it is not perfect in any way
America is where I want to stay!
Soon plan B will be presided
and the skies will cry
Is there some cause
to be opined
The fallow fields
on a horses meadow
with her Foals
presides over a warm spring
Lost promises by the trees
although with the beast lurking
St George he tried
to avenge the haunting
Eulogy of Diamond Dee
We were all a bit FASCINATED by the COMPLACENT Diamond Dee.
She maneuvered us like puppets, and I mean all of us, not just some.
Her INVOLVEMENT with men and women was well known in Lee.
Mysterious INTRIGUE paraded with her, said more than one bum.
I am not terrific at IMAGERY but let me try to set the scene.
Evanescent jewels and sequins arrived from an INFATUATION.
Due to her pretending to be bullied by the POIGNANT and the mean.
She was the master of the criminal go-to skill of MANIPULATION.
One thing we all knew about Diamond Dee, and some spoke of it.
Her COMPLACENT attitude was nigh onto self-congratulatory.
Her eulogy was much like her obituary, full of laughter and a bit of wit.
For it was presided over by one of her ex-lovers, my Great Uncle Rory.
Can't explain
an emotional surge
lingered in thoughts
listless soul speaks
in metered gasps
of breathless sighs
pulse of words fall
eminent on page
September 1, 2019
just scribbling inspired by Vijay's comment on one of my recent poems
With a name literally meaning "beautiful-voiced" (from kallos, meaning "beauty," and ops, meaning "voice"), Calliope was the most prominent of the Muses-the nine sister goddesses who in Greek mythology presided over poetry, song, and the arts and sciences. She is represented in art as holding an epic poem in one hand and a trumpet in the other.
The ancient woods came alive in his dreams
dark visions of forests and spirits were seen
incessant drums beat into his heart
escape the reservation and make a new start.
Hotly his Cherokee blood burned within
with an urgent tribal beat to begin
a discovery to recover the distant past
and go into the ancestral woods at last.
For his people had roamed and knew the land
had skillfully traded hides with the white man
presided over the prairies and plains
and in the mountainous regions had reigned.
With ceremony and dignity he prepared
to live life in the woods where he would share
skills of nature and being one with the land
to breathe and find freedom from society’s demands.
Written on 1/9/2019
I gazed into my unforgiving mirror,
but you were fierce,
gazed right back, shamed me.
Strong as I thought I might be,
you were stronger,
and as my strength wilted before you
I felt ashamed in defeat;
weak as I thought I might be,
you were weaker,
and as I presided over your weakness
I felt ashamed for you.
I glanced into my pitiful mirror,
but you were feeble,
glanced meekly back, ashamed in defeat.
And we stood together for a while,
berating each other, accepting scorn,
both ashamed,
humiliated by the fruitless contest.
And then I walked away
(I cannot speak for you)
and sat alone for a while,
ashamed in my defeat.
26th March 2005
The paths were arcane
and the truth not easily known,
the creatures were formidable
and man's ways easily obscured,
be the black air warm or cold.
It was she who presided
over such paths and creatures,
and saw the man and his secrets
and knowingly kept them,
but cursed them all the same.
If it was with remorse
that I stared out of night's window,
restless just before rest,
it was a remorse of her bidding;
jewels adorned her reproach.
20th July 2018
God created the heavens and Earth,
Presided at a child’s birth,
Made man from a pile of clay,
Welcomes saints to glory everyday.
God smote the Philistines and Egyptians in a fight,
Put the stars and Moon in place for light,
Provided manna for his people to eat,
Placed all the Earth at man’s feet.
God gave his son up to the beast,
Decided the sun would rise in the east,
Created yesterday and today and called it time,
Allowed the savior to be convicted of a crime.
God raised his hand and parted the sea,
Just to set his people free,
Brought poor souls back from the dead,
While listening to a child’s prayer before bed.
God gives food to the baby bird,
Inspired the truth in his written word,
God set in place all existing fates,
Judges all who pass the Heaven’s gates.
To get the message thru to you and me,
God is mighty and simple as he wants too be,
From miracles to simple tasks, for all he has done and will ever do,
All he wants is love from you.
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