MEDIA STRIKES BACK
FOX NEWS JOINS IN THE ATTACK
TRUMP GETTING MUCH FLACK
With the minting of the Lincoln Penny coming to its sorrowful end,
It'll now cost you a 'Nickle For Your Thoughts', my miserly friend!
Or consider the phrase 'That's My Two Cents For What It's Worth', old chum;
It'll now cost you two nickles or a dime - that's the new rule of thumb!
Alas, no more penny candy for the little tykes - forget the penny arcade;
These are just a few things that'll vex us since pennies are no longer made!
I reckon they'll have to mint more nickles to accommodate this feckless nation!
Oft', I ponder how Honest Abe would feel about 'his loss of face' and inflation!
Joy jumping out of bed.
Mud in my eye; well,
in my mug.
Click kicking heels together.
The weather is fine;
so am I.
Magnanimously smiling.
A peep at pre-rise;
no delay.
Yes, up before the match
strikes in the horizon;
yellow leaves of sun.
I’m undone by my God
who supplies all His riches
in glory.
Perhaps, you’re still
under the sheets,
buried in sleep.
Pre-rise tomorrow!
Click kick heels &
Joy jump out of bed!
I’ll wave at you
as you pour mud
in your mug.
Poison is Pat’s passion
Toxicology now in fashion ~
No need to work as an assassin
When love strikes
Love or the emotion of infatuation
is a disturbing feeling, making us
willing to risk humiliation
I have met and loved several women
In my life, but I have been in love once
That was when I was middle-aged
but quite unaware of my years
She spoke English wonderfully
Was it her voice I loved or herself?
The wife I had was English, too
but didn't like to live in Portugal, Liverpool
the place where she thrived
We got divorced, which I didn't mind
thought I had found the love I needed
In the woman who spoke wonderfully
The beginning was a lovely time
I even met her posh mother
The abar was where she drank heavily, but
I sat about rescuing her
To save someone who doesn't want
To be saved is a waste of time
Behind my back, she began an affair
With a Dutch person, why is that
Race tall and wear unrimmed glasses
For a while, I took up drinking, which
I'm not good at it; it makes me confused
I tried to unlove her, but she is still
in my heart as a sweet memory that
Once upon a time, I was young
clouds pass grandly as they come
she holds them tender but firm,
cotton candy syllables
fuse to words, worth weight in gold -
saturate and impregnate -
then wrung out with the purpose
of stirred ink legends foretold
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The Jetliner was flying through a violent storm
This is the norm at times
The Jetliner originated from Los Angeles enroute to Chicago
A fierce lightning bolt sheared through the side of the air craft
The captain managed to maneuver the air craft
However, there was some damage
All the passengers were shaken up
Some were insured during the ordeal
The captain radioed the nearest airport
It was Dallas-Fort Worth Airport
The captain wanted to make an emergency landing
The Dallas-Fort Worth Control Tower told the captain that the runway was all clear for his descend
The Medical and Emergency team quickly went to runway 5 for the air craft
The captain had the Jetliner wheels down and turned towards Dallas-Fort Worth
The plane landed safe
Some of the passengers were taken to nearby hospitals
While others refused medical attention
Lightning bolt impact damage
Luckily no deaths were reported and everyone survived
Survival chapter
When a need strikes, mind not drawbacks
Life kicks the game off hide and seek
How brisk you are counts on the tracks
When a need strikes...
Stop not, though the prospects are bleak
Till you bring off, there's no relax!
Finish it with a stubborn streak
The course may be crooked with tacks
Resolve and let your actions speak
Be a winner in the climax!
When a need strikes...
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Placed : 3
Time — a ticking bomb that will one day fall silent,
with no remorse for your unfinished business.
You can try to delay your time,
but it will only make the silence louder.
In your final hours, you may finally realize
how green the trees were, how smooth the water flowed.
Just then, you’ll long to see
your first blade of grass again.
No one knows when the clock will stop.
Most live with little regard for it.
It’s easy to underestimate time
when all you’ve ever known is life.
Inside of every person is the same fear of their faith.
As the ticking fades into silence,
you’re left staring at the faces
of those you failed—
the ones you let slip through your grasp.
Now your time is up,
and the silence drops.
This was the only life you had,
and you may have just failed to live it.
Mercy is granted because GOD the FATHER is LOVE
He cares, and HE is LONG-SUFFERING
However, you must know
When it is time for our LORD to act
We know that HE will—that is a fact
The Empire Strikes Back
The magnitude of the Lord’s fire should never be forgotten
God gave His only begotten Son, Jesus, the Holy One
The fall of man could not stop the Lord's purpose
The call for justice brought the Glory of the Kingdom
The story of salvation declares the Power of the Blood of Jesus
Man can now be forgiven if he accepts the plan of salvation and
He can once again receive the Holy Spirit
An oxymoron declares the Glory of the Lord
Our enemy thought that he would win on that day
But the book of Genesis declared that our enemy would lose
Jesus died on the Cross; Jesus won on the Cross
He rose from the dead; Jesus lives forevermore
The empire strikes back, and now man is on track
He can fulfil the Lord's purpose and glorify God on earth
Jesus died on the Cross; Jesus won on the Cross
The Cross is victorious; This is glorious
The empire strikes back!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2025
The serpent rears up
with fangs bared,
upfront and center.
The scorpion's sting
is poised to strike
with a coiled, curled,
cowering, concealed,
backender sting in its tail.
A life flips on a coin toss:
heads for a destiny,
tails for a lingering uncertainty,
when fate strikes upfront,
or with a backender.
there i stood by my bare canvas
inspiration paused on standby
i thought of places we had been
and cities we had seen
i thought i'd draw an arch
and see where it would lead
i'd pick a big round paintbrush
apply a generous coat of blush
but i wondered what's the use
of drawing something so mundane
afterall I had a role, it was my duty
while the world cried out for beauty
shouldn't i be loud, be bold
be the conduit of something worthwhile
of something worth expressing
for a moment it got me guessing
my brush touched the canvas
one stroke then another
thinking back to places we had been
and cities we had seen
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When longing strike in
You have no voice that comes out
Just passing through the wind
I entrust it the way it is
Finally the rain accompanied
By a bit of wind that add the chilling
Which makes my longing more intense
In progression with silence too long.
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