They planted trees but forgot their water.
Each leaf a wrinkled newspaper clipping
from a world I never subscribed to.
Noise here is curated.
A choir of car horns, a sermon of drills
but I hear the silence
between footsteps
and the echo
of one slippered child
crossing the pedestrian overpass
with rice in a plastic bag.
My eyes collect
forgotten wrappers,
graffiti prayers,
the melancholy
of sky cut by concrete.
They say you must harden in Manila.
But I cracked
gently,
like an eggshell left in heat.
The loud threats on the doors inscribed
Were from a Union just proscribed
For struggles it bloodshed prescribed,
And for them four Networks subscribed.
A group the men on top proscribed
But still with men she neatly bribed
And to them The Cheating described...
A clique the falsest strength ascribed,
Though parading some fierce scribes,
A lot profiting from mere vibes...
Her threats on doors in each walking street
Merely breathing the Vainly Sweet
Let’s face it, Ironically subscribed,
While being subtracted from the equation.
Wicked witches from the west,
Travel to the east coast,
One named Faith, I’m like I need Hope.
Matter fact I need both.
When it’s time to put in work,
They call me Mr. Get the job done,
Go head and do your research.
Observe each word, if you got time take it,
Eyes looking at input already manipulated.
Stop talking live, you want eyes but the cops watching.
Plants all around this is not God’s garden.
Play the Kings role, end up a martyr.
When I was little, I enjoyed further more
soccer than today ... I liked it so much
every day I went to my uncle's house who
subscribed to a magazine.
There I tried to read Times magazine ... to find out
of the football teams ... but to my misfortune it was written
in English and at that time there was nothing like that
tongue ... i read, read and nothing...
i did not understand a thing...
but left with
the impression that football was a very
really important ... an entire magazine talking
of "teams" .... of football ... "
Ps. Time in Portuguese we pronounce team,
so time (team) means football team,
I didn't know it was about time (tempo))
The world is flat
and that is that
The sun revolves around the earth
for what it's worth
Tobacco calms shaky nerves
it's been observed
Don't ever tell your kids "No"
if you want them unscarred to grow
Don't teach your kid a foreign language
'cos at school he won't be able to manage
People once subscribed to all of the above
'till 'new improved' theories gave them a shove
Blindly he came forward.
Called out from the crowd.
He felt awkward, not knowing
for what purpose the call came.
He had come to feed his brothers,
soldiers in the King's army,
men of strength and courage.
Feeding them required no armor,
sword, or shield.
Noticing that the cry was to fight
He reasoned that his youth exempted him
from subscribed service.
But why was everyone afraid?
Across the valley bellowed a challenge.
Pick one man! Come and fight.
Winner take all!
How tall a foe! He was only waist high
to this giant.
Were all the soldiers cowards?
God had helped him fight off a Lion.
He was the protector of sheep.
An under shepherd,
he knew the Shepherd.
Armed with faith, he felled the
giant with a pebble.
All Israel later declared him
King.
They poisoned almost everything
their grocery store could hold.
Where all they knew as additives
and modified was sold.
Then paid for politicians
to put labels on for mind.
That expedite designer death
through purchases in kind.
Then set their sites on living
as subscribed by heinous crime.
As they offered up to Health Care
their own sake on practiced dime.
That they all sublulved forsaken
for their faith in borrowed time.
As is all who gait by doctors
show their wait on serpent clime.
That the ones who rush on surgeants
only show their passion more.
As at heart to would stop halfway
af for sake and someone more.
Time! Those minute and
Angular grains...
Wherein, subscribed to
Each hypothesized increment
Forever,
All supposedly contain
A singular ticking second from yet
Just another incumbent
Universe:-
Man's futile attempt to try and
Feebly explain
That which only the
Great Unmovable-Mover
Can truly measure!
So recently I heard that the present is past
And the future is now, a nudge to peruse fast
Maybe I should have been let into this data sooner
Maybe if I had subscribed earlier
But instead hobbling because of a mislocation of application
On my dislocation of information caused by a lagging foundation
Oh! As I see that tiny smiling crease, that silhouette through these solitary bars
My sight is magnified to the panacea
Simply mind formation
Simply learning to apprise your partis pris towards a defined location
An intense intention towards actualization
And it's effect, a genuflection of the spiritual
People drink rum
And act dumb
Just for a spank in a bum
Those are the ones that make me feel numb
They say love does not exist
Check the Brocken hearted in their list
Because they are still missed
By those their love they dismissed
Look what they have done to the society
Now people just wanna date
Because their partners intensions are not straight
As a result they think cohabiting is great
Some hearts are fenced and
Such hearts have been broken because they’ve
Subscribed to true love and in our days no men
Submit to true love for they are afraid of being victims
Love is overrated
Lovers know that this is not true yet
Lust is confused with love because
Liars seduces others in the name of love
In love there are no victims because
Love does not rejoice over wrong doing
And it bears all things
To mutually benefit its partakers
Eve took an advantage of love and
Heave all her offspring to mistrust
Naïve I’ve been labeled because I still
Believe in true love.
A Major Seaport
She sure was such a sweet local librarian
But would always turn into a barbarian;
When I did something that I must confess
Left my table in library a big mess.
Around for a while, I soon started to look
Trying to find an Oak Island history book
Started to surmise and had contemplated
It probably was old and outdated.
Am a good writer who finally is fully grown
Who decided to write book of my own;
After a lot of help and local support
Was published thanks to paper called State Port.
To learn things have to start out as a reader
Of State Port Pilot now a news leader
People who subscribed were in hot pursuit
Of trivia that has highly become in dispute.
What I always wanted to do is wager
My retirement and savings that maybe a major
Seaport could be built in Southport one day
Guess what!!! They would say no way Jose’.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
Will be reading this at tomorrow's poetry recital
in a local library on Oak Island Beach, NC.
Poised with elegance rare
Confidence oozing...
Eyes fixed with a glance and stare
Melting the garrison of my heart
Once fortified to parry away
Darts from others
Who could rip open the healing wounds
I am disarmed......
A gazelle, marble, turquoise...a rare gem
Help me describe
To your heart...I have subscribed!
Though miles away
Yet serenity, gentleness, calmness and integrity radiates
Your heart's desire is mine as well
To seek HIS Kingdom first...you are a saint!
Purified by the reason of faith in the CROSS
Behold the old is gone...all has become new
Says the WORD!
Yesterday's condemnation, guilt and shame
In HIS precious BLOOD drowned!
Be my medical prescription...I implore
My comfort, my shelter ...my joy!
The queen that you are
To me you shall become
The Empress of my Empire!
To you shall be given...all that you desire and require
No longer shall you be
That flower on the tower
...so scarce like the autumn shower...
For in the garden of my heart
Firmly you have been, PLANTED!
Hit return or hit the gas; either way will do.
Unrelenting is the mantra that I've subscribed to.
Racing every moment, even during sandman’s quest.
Really, I’m not kidding; day and night I feel so pressed!
Idleness deceives me behind his simple mask
Exactly what was my goal when starting out this task?
Deliver me to a real life; that is all I have to ask.
How about some free verse
That’s what Kim is asking for
Whatever my heart desires
What more could I ask, I know
Love maybe, so over subscribed
Nature is the same, hmm
How about the red ladybirds
In my garden they have a home
Did you know that from 2 spots
To 22 are on this little bug
Love to see them when in flight
When sent home with a shake
In my eyes she is a friend
Welcome whenever she likes
Making sure a silver birch
In the garden is kept just as she wants.
“Fly away ladybird
Fly away home.
Your house is on fire
your children are none”
Penned 28 May 2013
Tactile Contrast: real Axe and all ow.
iahn the liahn i rwr and i meo
Anon-animas no 'his Tree' and no Tale.
Cainst blind quotal status now hold Time to rail!
sine-pole verities always true,
To which were subscribed unqualified Coo's.
Causal science was set up to deal:
Autonomous self, rationality, free will.
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