Old prune face..Geeze what a boat race.'
Talking (a piece?) It aint great ! In fact it
Shore grates. He kalidoscopes the living
Hell pontificating, on what should gel.?
He has a plan.' Well what is new.? Not this
G O A T of evil...I'd warrant that one thing is very true
Sitting on back deck birds come for visit I listen to their conversation
.
don't shoot
it's duck
no
listen
They call him ‘Dr. Dolittle’
Yet he has a six-month waiting list
There to give each client an assist
~ the first-ever animal psychiatrist
Our world leaders bar none
(vultures each and every one)
are no more than hypocrites
if their talks are doves of peace
(they say it's purely politics)
why let fly the hawks of war
dropping bombs from drones
reducing towns to rubble
people blood and bones
bringing in the carrion crow
when will it ever end
who's to gauge assuage or know
as that (coal mine) canary
died oh so long ago
Hello, Its me again, calling once more
Good morning, love - a familiar line
Still bringing warmth, never losing its light
We talk of work and friends,
Schedules and Kids,
My love for Twilight and how much it annoys you
Static and comfort share the line
our breathing, my quiet smile
I pause too long before goodbye.
I love you. Enjoy your day.
We are a loop of soft beginnings, never tiring
Thinking of you until tomorrow
When Hello, Its me again comes
"rich politicians" show off as poets, beside plagiaristic, AI.
Did you hear?
What was that?
The wild wind?
Here I stand,
with flowers,
all colors.
A rose talks,
lilies sing,
cactus cry.
the machine talks when the mind is mute-so let creativity shine
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**the ai machine eliminates imagination; it cannot replicate the feelings, emotion and soul that goes into writing poetry.
Being old school, I write to the best of my ability instead of trying to improve it by other means- or trying to outdo another writer if I think my work is inferior to theirs. To remain honest and true to myself is the best accolade.
Study Talks
Maths, Science, English, Hindi,
Sr. Newton why u discovered gravity? ,
Formulas and experiments,
books took our brain on rent
Day or night root and Square
always have frustating fight.
My bat and ball are waiting for me,
I also wanna play out suddenly.
It's been a long time,
Since I have drawn something.
I just want to free myself
to achive more and more...... everything,
English has its Grammar,
Math and physics are undiscovered
chemistry and biology
they even make me feeling lazy.
History for me is like a mystery,
I would learn photography
rather than geography.
?? thanks
I was sipping tea, so calm, so sweet,
Charts were clean, no sign of heat.
NY session, chill as can be,
Then—BOOM!—the news comes straight for me:
“Trump is back, and he's not done—
More tariffs, more drama, more Twitter fun!”
He taxed China, slapped their goods,
Markets flipped—I lost my “shoulds.”
Steel from Canada? Hit with a fee,
Even Mexico got no trading glee.
The EU cried, “C’mon, that’s rough!”
But Trump said, “We’re playing tough!”
Aluminum, cars, tech and trade—
One tweet from him, and pips get slayed.
My EUR/USD took a nosedive trip,
I watched my SL… then lost my grip.
I yelled, “NOT AGAIN! Not this chart!”
Trump’s tweet just ripped my setup apart.
But I’m a trader—I wipe my tears,
Been dancing with markets for 5 long years.
I suited up, with sniper glare,
Revenge is pips—I scalped with flair.
So when Trump tweets and markets spin,
I don’t panic—I dive right in.
A little chaos? That’s my jam,
I’ll milk that news—thank you, fam!
Lesson learned: in this trading game,
Even Trump can bring you fame.
If you play it smart, catch that spike—
You’ll turn his tweets into profit-like.
small talks
on long walks
reminds me of love
enjoying the view
with a lover
puts my mind at ease
small talks
on long walks
taking in
the summer breeze
writing our names
in the sand
praying they won't wash away
like on a driveway with chalk
if there's one thing
i enjoy with you
it's small talk
on a long walk
I have something good to say.
It happens to me everyday.
God talks to me.
Whenever things in my life go wrong.
I go somewhere to be alone.
So, God can talk to me.
In life there are times when I fear.
I stand still so I can hear.
God talk to me.
As I begin a brand new day.
I want his guidance so I say.
God talk to me.
When bills are high and money low.
Alone with Him is where I go
Because, I need God to talk to me.
When my wife and I are mad.
Times like that are truly sad.
I ask God to talk to me.
Back when my life went off the track.
I was having frequent panic attacks.
God talked to me.
Once I was laying in a hospital bed.
Wondering if I'd end up dead.
I was comforted because God talked to me.
Sometimes other voices can be heard.
I verify who it is by reading God's word.
Because God confirms his talks to me.
At times there are images that I see.
They seem to answer certain questions for me.
That is just God talking to me.
When I do or say things wrong.
Or go places I do not belong.
God will talk to me.
When all things in my life is right.
That's when I push God out of sight.
I guess that's why Jesus compares us to sheep!
EU talks
They sat in a splendid room around a big table
talking about Gaza and the war in Ukraine
I avoid saying, "war in Gaza," as it is nothing
but slaughter of the innocent
Naturally, the Hamas was a terrorist entity
and ought the be disbanded and replaced by
worthy people, presumable with an office
Brussel
Regarding Ukraine, EU must help Ukraine
to win this war sending money to by one
thinks buy weapon and Russia was the
unspeakable aggressor
Not one person appeared to have read
the near past, that this war was not needed
Russia didn't want NATO near its border
therefore Ukraine had to be neutral
We know the hysterical reaction when Russia
tried to build a base in Cuba , nuclear arms
were ready and the locks on silos opened
As before the world sided with the USA
Hamas and Hezbollah, bona fide organizations
defending the right of the Palestinians
and other groups, against Israel's aggression
what we think is of no interest to them.
("Eye of God", 2018, original encaustic)
Everybody Talks To God
Believers, nonbelievers
It makes no difference
Everybody talks to God
And ain’t that the truth
Since God is the totality
Of this Life we live
And so the eyes and ears
Of everyone you meet
(9/2/24)
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