MARK CAPTAIN CANUCK
DANIELLE SMITH JUST WANTS TO DUCK
AND PASSING THE BUCK
SEPARATIST TRAP
DANIELLE SMITH LOOKS LIKE A SAP
FOR HER FEELS LIKE SLAP
Who fashions the waves with his hands into a garment?
Who bore all sins on his body, Hung on a tree like a curse?
Yeshua The Lord of Hosts sent the Prophets to Jerusalem.
Who created all things and for who were all things created?
Who formed us in our mothers wombs with his mighty right hand?
Yeshua King of Kings and True Bright and Morning Star.
Who walked on the sea calmed the same sea and fed five thousand with only a basket worth of food? Who do you say he was and Is?
Yeshua Everlasting Father and Mighty God who told the end from the Beginning.
Yeshua the Cloud Smith who sits on high and will return riding the clouds who created all things and nothing that has been created that he did not create.
Ode to Jimmy Smith: Lord of the Hammond
Man, this cat be swingin' hard/
In a smoky room where midnight leans against the battered walls, a preacher’s fire, a river’s blues, a man called Jimmy calls/
His fingers flash like lightning’s tongue across the B-3’s face—from gospel pew to backroom jazz, He sanctifies the space/Bebop’s quicksilver dances here, bold horn lines now reborn, yet every note drips gospel truth, and blues for those forlorn.
The Sermon! —twenty minutes long, a prayer that shakes the floor, while Midnight Special hums and glows with secrets, warmth, and more/ At Chicken Shack, the groove is deep, each riff a soulful shout, and Organ Grinder Swing lays bare what Jimmy is about/
He took a humble organ’s voice, and taught it how to weep—howl joy, confess, and testify, and rock the bones beneath/
O Jimmy, lord of drawbar dreams, your legacy remains: A Hammond roaring through the night, still pulsing in our veins.
ALBERTA PIPELINE
PRIVATE COMPANIES DECLINE
NOT GOING SO FINE
DANIEL SMITH BOMBSHELL
AND SEPARATIST HOPES FELL
HER WORDS DID REPEL
SMITH IS IN A MESS
GOT NO HELP FROM HER ADDRESS
MOST THINK OF HER LESS
BIRDS OF A FEATHER
UCP SMITH TOGETHER
BRINGS MESSY WEATHER
REFERENDUM NO
ALBERTA COURT SAYS SO
WHERE DOES DANIELLE GO?
O greenish blue neighbour of mine
across my kitchen window, sunning in shine
perching very high on the doctor's house fig tree
resonating your tunk...tunk louder than metronomic glee
Saw you today, puffing your yellow throat,
the silk floss petals plucking with your hand glove
bobbing your red head and flicking bluish tail,
have you tracked a sincere mate?
have you picked a red berry or two for your consort,
hope allopreening is not building on snort?
what about fluttering your blue grey black wings side by side ?
start a "Beak Game" in a full stride?
Keep flight straight, with rapid flaps
Be away from that, extortionist Blue-throated barbet
avoid flying klepto red-vented songbird,
eyeing at your red berries and burd.
PS:A coppersmith (barbet) , very old next tree neighbour, annoying sometimes by her incessant calls ,many times reminds me that that is how a life goes on
JACK SMITH IN PUBLIC
TESTIMONY MAKES TRUMP SICK
HITS TRUMP LIKE A BRICK
JACK SMITH IN PUBLIC
TESTIMONY MAKES TRUMP SICK
HITS TRUMP LIKE A BRICK
In your role for binary..You on how things be, chromosomes have not lied in millenia
Gone by..Reality its still the same.' Its straight
And plain.' Just cause some(well confused)
Ideas ' pie in the mud ' make things so God
Awfully un-clear..As sod-em.' Its an abberation of duty
Ruled on by some (un-fruend) fiendish perhaps? And quite snooty.? Though whats
In a name.? Though quite german, as would have been with the nazis, such a
Moniker connotes of much un-ease, a
Benign name discription, dispensing of
Twisted jusistiction.'
Awe & shock bowlers in the dock our warlock & glock “the judge”
Rapscallion and stallion wrangling with dangling golden medallion
Facing the pacing battalion on our latest sinking Caribbean galleon
Our burly oracle with each follicle so curly a rock that won't budge
In that 90’s dungeon Robin our classy curmudgeon brassy bludgeon
Truncheon fine dining on a hurly burly Courtenay & Curtly luncheon
Calms alarms and qualms delivers us from harm with stoic heroic psalms
Call to arms more like baobabs than palms those offside charms “the Judge”
Speedsters scary & lairy others wary prime time for our hairy chest fairy
Robin our pace Pontiff willow ace not a whiff or a riff or sniff of what if
Believers in his jobbing levers will go biff in any tiff that's the pith of Smith
Not just a county squire but quite possibly the ultimate Hampshire Sire
Calling card hit it so hard earned the fable label of both BATman & Robin
Hall of fame name can’t smudge hats doff to a complete one off “the Judge”
For NAME Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Adam Smith is a great moral philosopher,
Dear great big father of modern economics,
And very big supporter of freedom of markets
Magnificent main figure in economic thoughts
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