I float along the peaceful stream.
Will I stay put? I cannot scream; I’m only a petal, a petal can dream.
It’s bliss like the rays,
From the river to the bays,
Why am I so afraid?
For I glide and paddle my way to my feet; every raindrop sounds what I cannot keep.
When darkness looms,
My nothingness blooms.
Shadows create devils, hell’s gate.
I float along a peaceful stream, a petal can dream, but this petal screams.
who is that walking down Halloween Lane?
We got to looking, and it was our scarecrow, Rain.
What is he doing? and how did he get off his pole?
I have no idea, but I am going to tell our farmer Cole.
Cole had built Rain and he was supposed to stay put.
But here he was, wandering, with both left and right foot.
Are you sure it is Rain? Someone asked little ole me.
I was not sure now, scarecrows are quite similar, you see.
Beware the Cheshire cat
whose advice is here or there
and says there are just two paths -
again I say beware.
Carroll had it right
as he wrote behind that grin:
Alice could also stay put
or go back to her begin.
She ate the cake to grow big
and drank potion to be small,
yet there was always the third way -
not to eat or drink at all.
Beyond the looking glass
and down the rabbit hole,
a heartless queen asks questions -
any answer and heads roll.
Watch out for false dichotomy
and the choice that does not matter
or you’ll be writing on a raven's desk
to answer the Mad Hatter.
(07/2023) See Chapter 6 of ‘Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland’ by Lewis Carroll.
Views evolve, revolve
devolve… dissolve
Values stay put
~ require resolve
Exploration!
Confound?
In your exit!
Out myself?
"While Lancaster assumes the role"
News and filming
My first conviction times, bold.
Losing renewal values
Abundantcy people on a crime
I'm sure of that much
When I'm in the business transaction, okay and your going?
Off the call.
It ends in you called yourself back, I'm fine.
Freedom from film in French
Just getting to france takes hello's!
Ahoy!
French Prisoners
Kevin and the Irish actress stay put
Get Lara's the news
Lara's in the system, finally.
Check!
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Juliet Society
My auntie, who was on vacation
Was lusting for fast fornication
She met a well-hung guy
But her foo-foo’s too dry
She blurted, “It needs lubrication!”
The fella, whose first name was Dick
Said, “Stay put. I’ll be back real quick
I’ll purchase sticky Jell-O
‘Twill turn your foof bright yellow
But ensures my entry is slick!"
The Jell-O lube worked really well
Dick satisfied my Auntie Mel
Next time she needs some lube
She’ll melt a Jell-O cube
Aunt’s shagged out. I think you can tell!
“When you find yourself in a hole, quit digging.”
- Quote by Will Rogers
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Ever since a kid
I have learnt to run
Sensitive to what others say, feel, decide
When the say is crude rude hurting
When others feel I can be pushed over
When others decide how I should be
I run
Ever since a kid, I have learnt to run.
Sensitive to patterns on harm, hate, jealousy
When the harm is on sensible senses
When hatred is hissing between teeth
When jealousy manipulates paths
I run
Ever since a kid, I have learnt to run.
Joy touches heart, sorrow heats up soul
It takes courage to run away
Than to stay put sometimes.
They don’t even know I am long gone
Being with them all the time
I run
The thing about killing Angels
you have to remember is always go for the kill shot
Most of them can easily take a grenade to the face
Those arch ones usually stay put and watch
Basically on tap with God
Seldomly they will make an appearance
Demons are tricky
Disguise themself basically animal vegetable mineral
One time my electric razor tried to bite a clump from my cheek, huh still makes me smile
He turned towards the boy
His crumple of a face
grimacing
The book boy learn it well
He turned hunched over
Bent and snatched the head from
the prone child at his feet
The sack boy open it
Without the head
We won’t be fed….
The boy pulling a single golden strand from his pocket
the strand warping reality around it
air forming the sack
Please
Just once
Not a three point shot…
Another 3 seconds he chide only infinity to go
At this rate we will be working long after the end
Stay put
And no hustle and rustle
Let life wear and wane with time
To weather in adverse weathers
Like a stone
So you ought to stay put like a grit
And hug wishes a whistle
Into a collection of weird worlds
Then dig I a stone
And rub shoulders with the great!
you get
i stay put
you exhausted
and i have energy
back into water
the land
gave me, defend
no war
less waters
more oceans, charts
sights, and steering
steering from within land
ho
another bleak outlook
and my pen and internal
ability, become, unfold
distant danger on both headings
get us there, not home
and they are gone, never coming back
and i am them, and you are not
taking you to them, and i am not where
where i should be?
steering into the wars, of want
of want i am unfamiliar
and to provide description
i am without contempt
response is craze
death, inner depth's casual, take
the taking of homes, before
before another work
another chart
somber dayling, i will drag you over
over dragging, somber ending
i remove you
describing the me
ending them
There is so much this world can offer
But “been there, done that” settles in
There is no need for us to scoffer
At ones' stay put and “hasn’t been”
Think you have seen the earthly beauty
When hitting trodden tourist paths?
Come to big cities, gleaming snooty
Yet never try to take bypass
Bunch ways less travelled, places hidden
The shores, the mountains – take pick
They are wide open, not forbidden
Drive on dirt road to get a kick
We seldom see unspoiled beauty
With eyes so tired of TV
Before you leave, make it your duty
Watch starry sky, because it’s free
Let autumn leaves be quilt aglowing
On which you cannot leave a mark
To Nature’s mastery be bowing
Spectator sole, bewildered stark
To sit and listen, forest speaking
With jumbled words of rustling spigs
Lo, smell the wind, aromas streaking
Of flowers, water, fungi, twigs
Sunset at desert, small bonfire
They put one’s mind in gear shift
Important things you thought of prior
All take back seat so “tout de suite”
No one is coming spoil the moment
Yours to imbibe, save evermore
That’s what you get, as your bestowment
For sneaking out through backdoor
May 13, 2024
Greedy for affection
Such is a sin
Keep still
Stay satisfied
With remnants of love
A heart that yearns
Seldom leads to rejoice
Stay put
Keep complacent
Contentment is no affliction
Know that your desires shall never come to fruition
O clock-faced time
why do you twitter all day long -
begone all ding dongs
and bell towers.
I have a French fry on my shoulder,
my body trembles internally
broken springs click-clack,
knock upon self-beating gongs.
Yes, I am angry,
often bitterly bothered
about the passing of
just about everything,
and why on earth
cannot I stay put
and pause the thought
of oblivion
just for one
uninterrupted moment.
Running into Gray
If I could go back
I would say "I Dont"
If I could go back
I would stay put
If I could go way back
I would say "I Do"
No more wondering mind
Staying where the ordinary
Is extraordinary.
where I lust for the mundane
only solitude finds me
Simplicity, Routine and Stability all so wonderous,
in hindsight.
So self absorbed , I cant find my way, I am unable to
recognize and appreciate
The Dull Moments.
Running to the next bigger better moment forgetting
to relish in the former.
No Pink
No Purple
No Yellow or Reds
Only running into gray.
Being how you are on purpose,
and being what you are is often effortless,
I suggest a course of non-action.
Self-help from mentors
will land you both pickled in the same cosmic jar.
There are all kinds of just rightness,
stay put,
being your own special kind of fit
in this misfit world.
Reality is a jigsaw puzzle for the sightless,
be the last piece to be found.
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