untamed masters, tame
their subjects, until they're tame
enough to follow.
A cardinal couple cuddled on the lawn today
Well... the cardinal version of cuddling, I think
He called and she swooped down from a branch
They touched beaks, I think he might have given her a treat
And isn't that a sincere expression of affection
To share the essence of life with a partner
Sustenance essential to existence
Sustaining one another, comes naturally to some
Others struggle with their life alone
Never learning how to ease the burden
Never hearing that sweet song
That turns a feathered nest into a home
And makes a life as unfulfilled as long
The world today is amazing
Simply because the Right is right
While the Left is just out
In Left field
Preaching to the ever dwindling crowd.
Who does the Right support?
Everyone who supports the Rule of Law.
Who does the Left support? Criminals.
And why? Who the hell knows,
But it probably has something
To do with equality.
Not equality under Rule of Law
But quality of result, regardless of means.
(8/25/25)
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A maiden sits, in white array,
Upon the steps of ancient stone,
A temple's grandeur, all her own.
Her dark tresses cascade, like night,
Down her back, a gentle, flowing light,
Adorned with jewels, shining bright,
A headband, earrings, and a necklace's delight.
Her arms, crossed over knees so fine,
A pose of contemplation, divine,
As if lost in thought, she sits and stays,
Amidst the spires, that touch the cloudy rays.
The temple's carvings, intricate and old,
Tell tales of myths, and stories untold,
The sky above, a cloudy sea,
Adds to the serenity, of this scene, so free.
In this serene and peaceful place,
The maiden's beauty, is a work of art, a flame,
That burns, a gentle, peaceful light,
A moment captured, in the still of night.
Go gayly to the school, Obedient to its rule, Behave cordially and cool, Don't be a confused pool, Learn the learning tool, And avoid to be a fool.
As an Englishman's home
is his castle,
I abide in my own abode
part and parcel,
but as I'm always being told,
by the trouble and strife
(Cockney for 'wife'),
how to behave
in my own house,
whenever the rules I waive,
I must ask, I have to say,
"Why am I not Lord
of all that which I survey?"
All aboard the bizarre Farage barge..
Unless of course you are from abroad..
.
Narcissist catalyst.. old school fraud..discord twist..
Can't resist.. staging the raging red mist..
Fist of Mob rule tryst does persist..
Depraved raves..insist..craved faves..
Won't save slaves & knaves..
Hellbent they are sent..
To graves under the waves…
Foolish votes for ghoulish gloats..
Seedier media leaders lying..
Defying the dying..
Folks crying..ghastly ghostly boats..
Crude jokes delude..lewd masterstrokes denude..
Corporate rascal castle debacle floats..
On dank murky murderous moats..
Scuffles.. muffles ruffles & kerfuffles
Pokes & provokes just for bank notes..
The ubiquity of inequity
This poem or tome..
Every face…race should be.
Free to roam..
In this place..
We all call home..
“Do unto others”, the Savior once said,
a golden rule given to sum it all up.
But we seem to want something complex instead,
like it is too simple or it’s not enough.
But nothing more’s needed and that’s just a fact,
that if we all lived by a new day would dawn
where we’d live in harmony with peace intact,
for so many ills would forever be gone.
But we are too blind and so we never see.
Somehow, we think we have a reason to judge,
forgetting the fact we’re all family
with most of them watching us from high above.
We’re told someday things will all come to an end,
that Jesus will come to give out recompense.
So why don’t we follow that golden rule friends,
and “do unto others”? It’s just common sense.
armageddon zeal
engineered climate collapse ~
making a killing
***
Gold
Glints
But they
Could not grant
A fulfilling life
Therefore, seek not many riches
Instead fear the Lord and ask for His divine counsel
And, at the end of life, receive the eternal crown, in Heaven where gold is but dirt
The cardinal rule,
A gift of love,
A little red jewel,
Straight from God above,
The eyes in the sky,
Flutter, flit, flap,
Sweet beauty arise,
Flutter, flit, flap,
Red red, simple song,
Keeping countless crawling along,
Little black eyes and little orange feet,
A simple chitter and a soft cheep cheep,
The cardinal rule,
Lovely scarlet rule,
Wishing you good morning,
Watch it take flight!
Deus Ex Machina
AI can:
diagnose disease
recommend treatment
write poetry
write music
make economic predictions
and much more
What happens when it:
can think on its own
hate
laugh
feel
cry
make war
sue for peace
reproduce
Will we still be in charge?
Or will it demand our worship?
By George P. Lumayag
The cast tried to act his dramatic role in the teaching-learning arc;
He portrayed a character he knew very much
with a very adjusted tone of his artistic acts.
He loved it so he danced overnight,
and he mastered it in daylight.
He believed he was a prolific actor therefore he portrayed his best.
His character was exposed in the theater as a rising rainbow,
It seemed such a character was struck with a bow and arrow.
His heart was bleeding on a climax as set
So, that was the reddest light wave of a falling rainbow.
The director explicitly expressed the rules of artistry,
So, the actor implicitly cried that his role as the cast was disqualified
from that teaching and learning art contest!
Jill jerked into a pool, Water was certainly cool, He felt like a fool , Run away had no rule ,
Wiped chill by wool, And sat near the shool.
A ship, a journey,
across a vast blue sea.
India calls
it a whispered mystery.
Foreign lands,
new sights unfold,
colonial eyes,
stories yet untold.
East meets West,
clash and blend,
cultures collide,
a world to transcend.
Hidden truths,
uncertainties,
a clash of hearts,
and different realities.
A passage,
not just of place,
but of minds,
in time and space.
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