Autumn flowers bloom in colorful hues
Joe Pye Weed plants' tint purplish blues
Sweet tasting nectar sipped' butterflies and bees
While the dragonflies' mate on the barks of oak trees
September's night skies orangish moon
Appears at dusk like an enormous balloon
That member when in use to procreate
is the very same men use to urinate.
Yet when released in an emergency
the pleasure’s pretty close to ecstasy!
no such thing as ghosts
until you meet one yourself
a blood chilling scream
I know how you feel
worst thing to say to someone who is grieving
because you don't know
none of us can know
do not presume you know anyone else's feelings
sometimes we don't even know our own emotions
do not speak for others
let them speak for themselves
How come "Semitic" be "anti-Semitic"! Give me a break shall yeah
Every time I see your face
My heart leaps in my chest
And when perchance you wink at me?
Here's what happens next...
It's something like an atom bomb
A stick of TNT
All at once, explosions
Go off inside of me
No one's ever done this,
Had this effect before
Can you conceive what it'd be like
If we both had the more?
Unpublished without saying
Just you and I would know
That like a fuse that's verrrry longggg
The burn would be reeeal slooow
In public, it shows dominance
it threatens and pretends
But later on in private calls
it grovels to make friends
It begs the leaders to make deals
they mock it everywhere
The butt of jokes, the world around
it thinks that it’s a player
Filled with all the foulest traits
a creature can contain
Greed and racist, bigotry
a narcissistic stain
And every place the Thing has been
its putrid stench remains
Lingering and poisoning
more gullible, weak brains
Betraying all our allies
and making them our foes
Damaging our friendships
in its dirty roadside shows
The GOP relinquished
all its power to the Thing
They trashed the Constitution
and replaced it with a king
Now the Democrats must fight
to knock it off its throne
For we’re the fruit from all the seeds
Democracy has sown
What is the most important Thing in Life?
Some say Love, Some say Sex, Some say Money and or riches.
Some say all manner of material things.
What is your most important Posession?
When I ask my friends this question
One said- a good legacy.
Some said their bank account.
Some said their faith in God.
Some said my house, Some said my car, some said my wife/marriage/woman.
One said my girls/women. One said my children/daughters.
I say the most important thing in life, indeed one's most important psossession,
Is ones passion to help others, one's ability and or tenacity or will or determination or capacity or capability or or proclivity or consistency or inclination or freedom to be kind.
Kind to yourself and to others.
As a matter of argument, I would rate such immaterial or immaterialistic things/values as Peace, Peacefulness, Love, Honesty, Justice close behind.
there is ugliness in this world
where there is no need for it
why do we tolerate indifference
injustice, brutality and greed
when there's plenty to go around
it's a game of checkers for the have's
and mere survival for the have-not's
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
About Dr Seuss's "Thing One, Thing Two"
It's always One Thing, or it's Two Thing
Could be Three Thing, maybe more
Since they all look just alike
I had to stop keeping score
They always wear the same clothes
and their hair, like one another
They could be just twin sisters
Or maybe triplet brothers
It's really quiet confusing
When they all start to compete
There's no first or second place
It's just win and then repeat
Artificial intelligence
created simply, because we can
to easily, lazily, complete tasks we plan,
and ones perhaps, we cannot do on our own.
No incentive now
to pursue knowledge or grow
no need for humanity to learn or know
how we are succumbing to boredom flow.
Now, all our bridges can be burned
our very words to be reinterpreted and reformed
disconnecting any or all need
passage of learning to our progeny.
Machinery, rote computerized mind thinking
solvers of the cosmos blinking
as all living entities are seized
to impregnation of the mind's slow disease.
Already most are lost to creative goals
incapable of educating hearts and souls
more dependent every day of the powers that be
making every decision for you and me.
today, yesterday, tomorrow an artificial intelligence sea
will rewrite our history
with little need of any input or discovery
from you or you or me.
Sleep held me hostage
this early riser, jumped ship
free will is magic.
The good thing is I am never going to be crying,
But the truth is there is still this deep heartaching longing
For that very something with that very someone I am missing.
Like herbicides and pesticides
and other chemical deterrents advertized
to keep certain foods looking perfect
and free of any blemish or defect
will in time (like any other crime)
increase the grower’s wealth
but decrease the consumer’s health.
The result? World-wide suicides offering
the only sane alternative to suffering.
Surviving This Thing Called Life
Anxiety coils in my chest,
A tightness I can’t name,
Whispers of doubt,
Cold fingers tracing my every breath.
Fear crouches at my doorstep,
A shadow that never leaves
It waits, it listens,
It tells me I am not enough.
Worries like a river,
Constant, unyielding,
Carrying me to shores
I never meant to reach.
I try to trust the world,
But the echoes of betrayal
Ring in my ears,
Each step a question,
Each smile a mask.
I am trying
Trying to find the balance
Between hope and survival,
Between wanting more
And fearing the worst.
I wake each day
And hold on to the smallest things:
A breath, a moment of calm,
A laugh that breaks through the fog.
I remind myself
I have survived this far,
With trembling hands
And a heart that still beats.
I am learning
That it is okay to be afraid,
That even the fiercest storms
Can break against a soul
That refuses to be drowned.
This life
This endless, aching life
It asks me to keep going,
And I do.
I do,
Even when it hurts.
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