A beauteous new born day - Whoa is me!
Now seeing a precious opportunity in my head
The stars no longer shining glow- dawn broke
The crescent moon to rest indeed - instead
Tepid the sunshine might then enter my fragile soul
Those radiant, alluring hues bleed warmth thru my skin
Gracious the inner beauty within crept upon me - whoa is me!
Voiced too now are the chirping of birds-
Songs begin
Mountains the peak is climbed standing tall
The air to breathe - it's vivid true of imagination
Distraught !! The inevitable . A treacherous rain
Nurtured nature - Breath becoming through hydration
Bridges they say are over troubled waters
Hurting inside- turmoil of memorable reflections
Caps roll in top of the waves redundantly
The seagull, flies. Wind on the face - coming attractions
Bewildered the paths and the rocks formed with strength
The light as said to the deepened turmoil - See!
The concaves in my mind indeed I view - stay tuned
It's still all in my head . Whoa is me!
The guitar instructor faced the camera
all made up, coiffed and groomed.
Asked how to make a guitar sound better,
he simply replied "Just stay tuned."
Day in - Day out
I reckon a new born day
I see troubled waters in my breath
I flow with speech quite impaired
The morning I do then breathe. I perceive
Redundant in colors of hues with blues
My cheeks I turn , I persuade death
In my dreams of REM or then too awake
I push it -I fight it's beckon call
Seeing a light a different way - I pray
That God take a stance and stand that tall
A pride runneth down my too hue of face
That I nurtured my soul with charm
Keeping stay tuned to the key - I see
Walking each step of my path still I trace
Pondering still too at the window pane with light
And then the peep of sunshine , a glimpse in sight.
Your laughs and chaotic teeth,
Pretty how your eyes squeeze!
Lookin' you from far and away,
To close and echo all the way.
Love to be an idiot, you smiled!
Your smile always makes my day.
Your lovely threats to slap me,
A hope to meet but scares me.
Tie your hairs, before I fall apart.
Let's wait to frame memories,
Again, at once, before the eternity,
And stay tuned until the infinity.
vroom…vroom
Toot-toot
near miss
stay tuned
I say
highways are not
not hard
takes a Bard
to park this poem
vroom…vroom
make room
I’m here to stay
not ruin
someone else’s poem
near miss
stay tuned
takes a Bard
to take a part
in this traffic
easy go
when it’s light
but when it’s heavy
write…right…write…left
crossing lines
make sure they’re not double
seeing reality
toot-toot
vroom-vroom
have to cross the line
so I don’t hit
the accident
don’t do a bang up job
back at it
write right
write left
beep beep
back home
lay back
pop up
watch show
Anunnaki verses the Nephillians
up next....stay tuned in
action like never before!
Welcome back:
the combatants are in the ring!
A stalling tactiac by
Mussumotto
of the Annunaki.. all while
Vallis destractes
the ref!
Ring announcer two...Geniunus on his part
watch this...
chockblock!
the big guy is down.
Big guy all these guys are
huge!
A.#2.. Huge but this guy right
here can wrestle!
He can Move around in there
like
Bandez the Magnificent
he is one of the best tech wrestlers
active in the pro's
right now.
You don't have to
beleive me just watch!
Bandura is great too!
Chunking foul hook
backdrop!
this guy is specail!
Today the boy, wanting to stay tuned, grabbed the VR
Sweating profusely, needed a washcloth bathing
Boys don’t enjoy Sundays but they do after all
The class in awe of Revelation, wanting more
fruit, casserole, sweets and godly treats
We were at the movies when the sermon broke in
and we wept as the sinners waded into the baptismal
Back home, the grabster and the friend on other end
A friend, who knows not him
Sitting with my wine in a boot, or something like that
Watching Martha, feeling sorry for her but elated
for she related to the prisoners
It is dark now and rain’s now in my boot
I take a sip and fall asleep
or rather
write a poem, from the hip*
*from the hip - to act impulsively, like drawing a gun from the holster.
We choose to go to the Moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard. ~President John F. Kennedy, 1962
Don't you just hate that weekly test
When it interrupts the morning broadcast?
It advises me in the event it is real
Stay tuned for further information what to do!
Yeah right because if the bomb is falling
I'll be heading out back to our fallout shelter.
Dad put it in way back in the day
When Russia was doing its thing down in Cuba.
We had no inkling it wouldn't come true.
We had no idea Kennedy would be killed.
We didn't know he wouldn't live to see his dream
Of those men walking upon the moon.
1. Shuv (to turn back)
It would behoove us
to shuv to Jesus
2. Ruach (breath)
Holy Spirit, make Your swoop
keep us in Your holy loop!
3. Shalom (peace)
True and lasting Peace
is the Holy Spirit on lease
[Stay tuned for more!...
Based on meditations by Dave Adamson
my poem title is named after his book
which was published by Christian Art Gifts in 2001
each page has a place for "Notes" -- my poem reflections!]
when we cut and paste
even if we made much haste
will not have any waste
when where what why who
we only needed a few
which we know will do
with eight different words
which will start with w
My other favorite word
which I will like is wonderful.
Can you imagine when we would
remove letter w from our alphabet.
we look with him here
pitiful and very sad
latest news stay tuned
All I Got
The first smell of the morning air
The morning air that never stays the same
A fling with despair
Chagrin no worries no care
Audiences who would of knew
Everyone of them then then you would have known
A story A king A tyrant
A story I'd of never heard out on that Island
Fantasy my brain craves more
The trick of being like the air
My story if time can see that my mind was another me
Putting up with a comedy of errors
I laugh it is a funny story involving a change
Planning to be caring and fair practiced talent
To tolerate all that goes wrong
Living changing learning rearranging
Expect the same challenge as you offer
Fully shielded by what I like
Never a passion dismiss never a passion remixed
Stay tuned to the frequency of toxic resonance
Then practice to orbit the stratosphere
Conquering by visiting the state of Fear
Today I contemplate those perfect soft mounds of flesh
the pillows upon my chest
For one has sent me on a quest
a lump you see that has paused my rest
We did the 3d mammogram
followed immediately by an ultrasound
And now its biopsy day tomorrow
and my matched set will be scarred I fear
The progression of this process has been slow
quite the test
messed up appointments
and a road closure due to fire no less
And it's taken 2 months to get here
and so the moment of truth is near
What exactly does it mean?
Will it be removed
Stay tuned - Artimus 10/8/2023 (C) Susan Manley
Actually it's intense chemo for me, followed by surgery, and later radiation you see. My future includes loss of all hair, and a lot of not fun.
The funnies are stealing back into my soul
They've never really strayed very far
Both love and laughter make a great pair
It's the place I latch on to my star
Laughing they say is good for your ticker
Got a pretty strong heart this old man
From first light of day till the very last glimmer
Love and laughter go hand in hand
Makes the world spin, well certainly mine
Sometimes have a tendency to get down
With uncontrollable things that happen in life
Smile brightly and banish the frowns
Just tell yourself a silly old groaner
But try hard to keep a straight face
People around you will slowly back away
And quietly give you some space
The funnies are back but not all the way
But stay tuned and trust me I say
Has this old guy ever lied to you before
Let's not go there... just have a nice day!
The funnies are stealing back into my soul
They've never really strayed very far
Both love and laughter make a great pair
It's the place I latch on to my star
Laughing they say is good for your ticker
Got a pretty strong heart this old man
From first light of day till the very last glimmer
Love and laughter go hand in hand
Makes the world spin, well certainly mine
Sometimes have a tendency to get down
With uncontrollable things that happen in life
Smile brightly and banish the frowns
Just tell yourself a silly old groaner
But try hard to keep a straight face
People around you will slowly back away
And quietly give you some space
The funnies are back but not all the way
But stay tuned and trust me I say
Has this old guy ever lied to you before
Let's not go there... just have a nice day!
The year when there are
two Friday the thirteenths.
A the editors at the
Pamphlet Confidental
Released a report on the
6-15-23 Orca Attacks.
It included Superman and
Aquaman spearheading and
commanding the Orcas to
attack the Spanish ship.
Lex Luthor and Brainiac held
a press conference releasing
The information.Meanwhile
a meteorite in space was discovered
the the Daily News revealed the
Large rock had a set of rocket boosters
and a glass shelf that appeared to
be glass Clark Kent said the object
appeared to be alien. In the same week
The Song "Abba Dancer" debuted. The
Song is said to be by the group
Faz Eddy and Genre Won. We here at
Bow Guss Magazine believe that these are
the Wonder Twins deciesed as a loveable
Music group tryna get closer to hear the
Whispers of the Legion of Doom.Because we
hear Black Manta and Pure.Evil has opened
up a Music Company and has signed Sinara and Fluffious to a new music deal, stay tuned.
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