A clairvoyant, who wasn’t too tall,
Got involved in an ill-fated brawl.
His predictions fell flat
And his client, quite fat,
Threw him head-first right into a wall.
When he managed to finally stand,
There was somehow a knife in his hand,
Which he used for one thrust;
Then, avoiding a bust,
He escaped, like it somehow was planned.
When the cops arrived, someone in charge
Did explain what occurred to the sarge;
So in minutes, the police
Sent an all-points release:
There’s a medium, small, who’s at large.
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Un-Sizeable
There Is More
That Is Not True
Than There Is
THAT IS
True…
Look Around!
Lies Are Comin’ Out
Lickity-Split…
On & ON…
Dumb.
***
What Is True
Is Infinite In
All Possible
Measures And/
Or Directions
And Every
Merely Possible
Probability…
AND IT
HAPPENS!!!
***
Imagine That.
***
Hmmm…
***
What Are We
Looking At,
Again?
The Size Of
What Isn’t
Isn’t Is… ?
***
OR SOMETHING?
-Gray Squirrel
08-24-2025
"Watch out for these two! A disastrous inferno" - quote by poet.
Talk about the definition of trouble!
Two people tainted with potent toxicity.
As if either of the two isn't bad enough.
Such up-to-no-good partners in crime
Walking down a crooked primrose path.
Keep a sizeable distance from them!
They're a fire and gasoline twosome;
An oil and water combination, no doubt.
Think of a Bonnie and Clyde dynamic.
Think a film noir femme-fatale...
And a malleable, meek private eye.
Oh, the twisted mind games they play;
It's a constant game of one-upmanship
And manipulation against one another.
Did I mention they rob and kill, too?
Back in the days
of yesterday and today, or,
traditions and contemporaries
... she came.
Yesterday and tradition say ...
leave your things home, she'll leave your things alone.
Today and contemporaries say ...
in so many words ... heart heeds all abilities.
Yesterday and tradition say ...
you leave, she leaves, or you take, she takes.
Today and contemporaries say ...
that theirs were words of comfort.
She came and they left ... she never came back, nor did they, except one, me, [oldest parents and siblings passed]--I'm the lone inheritor, with a piece of paper of a new sizeable land and redesigned coastline, turned into a new land deed, along with my new will, --sits in a bank, I, in a beach townhouse in Hilo town. All three (3) are well-deposited earning interests, one happily due in ~June~.
Watch out!
She plays the seduction game
too well, my friend.
Be careful now!
Just the flick of her eyelid
hypnotizes
benighted meek men.
Her come-hither wink,
enough to reel in
fishes big and small.
Tread with caution!
Don't fall for her charms.
She's a dangerous spider
luring unsuspecting prey
into her sticky, intricate web
with an enticing bait.
Beware!
She's led legions of men
to utter destruction
like a film noir femme fatale.
Now she's trying
to add me
to her sizeable collection of fools;
casting in her fishing reel,
waiting for me
to rise to the bait,
but little does she know,
I'm neither fish nor fool.
I stay out of the water,
because I can't swim!
soon to bid
another farewell, yet,
you've already unearthed
a smidge of sad longing
buried too deep within
to excavate.
as our sizeable distance
kept stretching apart like a rubberband,
first came
your reassuring smile
when you
turned your head
to look at me one last time,
and with that smile -
before slipping out of sight -
a careful aim
directly at the center
of my heart;
just one wink.
ah, so you knew it was
precisely what I needed?
it's torturous
watching you depart;
with a piece of heaven
to cling to...
gently,
gently,
ever so gently,
you pull me back from
the precipice of melancholy.
Recipe
Just a small portion
The muffins
The dressing is made from scratch
A little sample in a muffin
Tastes great
Small plate
Cranberry Sauce toppings
Elegant style
Worth the while
Delicious in size.
Homemade
In a fancy dish
Sizeable amounts
12 dressing muffins in a pan
The dressing style
On the entree list.
As a play,
life moments and experiences,
antithetical to lore and summons.
Visiting the world by smiling and laughing.
All classrooms become living rooms.
Far from censorship,
the political narrow-minded.
A sizeable sanctuary serves as a library,
the school's wings swing.
Jews cling to jewelry,
Moslem clutches the monsoon,
heartfelt and engaged.
Bnei Yisrael comes after Bani Israel?
Salam comes after shalom?
*****Ludens dances,
*****Faber flaps.
A walk down the road
Gave me a frightening sight
People around, brutal and atrocious
Are the reasons for such dark nights.
Innocent hearts, like one of mine
Were filled with sorrow and misery
Humanity is now merely a word
And humanism, A memory.
The state can be ameliorated
The streets can be cleaned
If cruel ones are made better
And all Indian are teamed
No obstacle will be sizeable for us
And, a splendid future might be achieved
as if drawn by an invisible jury
the mood inched closer
to adjunction
incrementally and with
unbearable slowness of progress
it nibbled away at sizeable apathy
pinched a tiny chard of gloom
until the clouds burst into silent tears
not without questioning the sanity
of its success neurons returned
to previous still rusty function
redefined normality
of what was to become
not without mocking
waste and waistline
as if to say
you need a belly ring for flotation
it will ground you when levitation
takes the mood swings too far
the verdict not guilty
merely colluding as a minor offence
released on bail
no further injunctions
and hard work ahead
24th September 2022
Two parts lowered in a boundless ocean of fierce passion.
Two slices run across to frame a conspicuous association.
There wasn't a unique heart in this graceful world, at any rate.
Willingly, he was part of a pair, and the other is his soulmate.
He realistically was nearby a half-lost from his original half.
Until you mildly strike each other under moon glow gaff.
Learn of those who cope with the ill issues of proper reverence!
Two halves come together, despite the sizeable distance.
Written: January 21, 2022
garbing sizeable anguish, now
soul ensues prime bliss.
Aug 14, 2020
Note: 2 LINE-Ziket poetry contest.
Sponsored by Line Gauthier.
4 little paws, how fast they grow.
Loyalty and love, she always shows.
God's greatest gift, for us to share.
She's thick and wide, with short black hair.
She will eat her toys, your shoes beware.
I love how she plays, and wiggles with care.
She's been known to find a midnight snack.
Any food on the counter, she'll surely attack.
She always shows love, and never complains.
She's now grown up with a sizeable frame.
110 pounds of attitude and charm.
She runs and plays out on the farm.
She loves all of God's creatures, both big and small.
She's my sweetie pie, and loved by all.
My close friend and companion, forever be.
I love my dog, my Lola Beans.
*my companion and close friend that never complains poetry contest*
2-11-20
In the Hubei province of China central,
Is a city which is regal.
On the banks of the Yangtze mighty,
A busy hub for trade, basking in glory.
Wuhan is the name, known to many,
Is now in the news for ignominy.
A malicious virus named NovelCorona,
Is having an outbreak sourced from its fauna.
SoS from WHO lists it an epidemic,
But it has the ability to become a pandemic.
While existing treatments were not effective,
The deadly virus still can't be held captive.
Quite a number of people are dead,
And a sizeable number have fled.
Those who remain are home, confined,
Mentally devastated and justly terrified.
It's time we stand by them, in solidarity,
Bolster them with confidence, instead of showing pity.
Let them know we all are brothers in arm,
No creature on this earth can cause you any harm.
We'll tide by the crisis, as we have done before,
Keep your hope floating, for near is the shore.
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