Pre trauma schism, entranced flames loathe split,
bosom wave from spouse clung to,
oe’r miles of vast stark tract
We can build an orrery
Yet turn the sky into a junkyard
We're abecedarian, quirky contrarian
Stare decisis from cosmic ovarian
Subaltern, suborbital
Small steps on the heavenly stairway
Pedestrian stardust walking around
Tariffing penguins to tear up the ground
But the stairway is spiral
And it's spiraling down
No escape from the gravity
Found all around
Eyes searching the cosmos
For myopic bliss
In a fallacy galaxy
Far from star-kissed
We're worst when we're first
At least in our mind
Quoting chapter and verse
From each tract that we find
On the ground underneath us
That shifts with each step
Tract's gotten infected
Yet onward we schlep
Each bearing the burden
Of truth stumbled across
When we can patch the thatch
On the roof that we've lost
In that storm of ideas
That threatened the shelter
We've built for ourselves
Unstable ideas full on the shelves
We've forgotten to look
For the beauty inside
While we're gathering dust
From under our feet
Instead of uncovering
What's come from above
While planting our hopes
In the promise of love
It is truth, opposites attract.
Seeing common ground is our tract.
Maths! for a plus, start in subtract.
Love! great voice, hate a mouth breather!
Head in a spin! Gee gosh golly.
All the workings, end us as friendly.
If i could, go back? yes fully!
We know this and yet here we are!
Light of the inferno?
It shined full bright in me.
O for those who had to go!
Spark, ignite quickly!
Drench, O mighty downpour!
The storm will wash away.
Shroud of dead man, what you wore!
Grind thy teeth a-gay!
O halcyon environment!
Never shall ye change!
Poison, how you raise the rent!
River, how you range!
Wind and mountain, forces, fact.
Pull and come what will.
Politician, trace thy tract!
Blood of foe heart, spill!
Failure to communicate?
That is never wise.
Henchmen treated ill, hide hate!
Master to despise!
Sound from deep abandoned space?
Stories: thus to tell.
Flickering filament, thy face!
Ocean, time to swell!
Explanation? Dole and doom?
Fear the wrath to come?
Immemorial thought, thy tomb!
Style, come back in gum...
It was a scandal, don't you know,
when she rose up and stood to show
how loose and uncaged she could be,
O, mercy me, what do we see?
She fled to a faraway land,
lived above the simple white sand,
wild, windy and finally free,
O, mercy me, what will we see?
Hunted by her father's henchmen,
She would never be clear again,
God in heaven please hear my plea!
O, mercy me, what do we see?
She promised to never go back,
she followed the lonely dirt tract
to the edge of the stormy sea,
O, mercy me, what will we see?
Hermit's shack
off the beaten tract
way out back
where young eyes
will not see and won't be sad
about love passed by.
Let me tell you about my experience with autism and ADHD
From moments of forgetfulness and yippee dee
Sorry I lost track now where were we
Oh yes
About autism and ADHD
I see the world in colours
All bright and beautiful
I notice the most annoying sounds
But I could tell you all about musical theatre and other interests of me
Like quizzes and history
Like when they started running the first presidency
It was George Washington then john Adams and the rest is history
But King George did tax there tea
And started a protest called the Boston tea party
Sorry Im going off tract again
But that is what it is like inside my brain
I could run barefoot in the rain
It would not bother me
I enjoy little quirks and moments of hyperactivity
Because its what makes me me
Picking imprints from everywhere,
Let all the woods your footprint bear,
Take off, nag at no rutted tract,
What if some rickety ways stare.
Throw to winds every needless care,
Let no head wind unduly dare,
Let the worse worsen, worst to get,
Let all the woods your footprint bear.
Mind not eastward you go or west,
If north, let not south ever jest,
Let no alien thought you attract,
Let all the woods your footprint bear.
Root out doubts as you’d thorny weeds,
Walk, brave only to their hearts heeds,
Let eastern nor west wind distract,
Let all the woods your footprint bear.
Letting no stumbling blocks scare,
Sparing none any endeavour,
Pricks of no space-time interject,
Let all the woods your footprint bear.
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Quatrain |14.11.2024|traveller
From out of the lacustrine,dense tract, green
Lining the silent mossy forlorn lake keen ,
Came out leaping and hopping,a fat frog ;
He landed and stopped on a reedy clog ,
As he saw the Chameleon on a stem frail ,
Gripping fast the rush with its prehensile tail ,
Croaking and flicking his tongue around,
To relish one and all the insects found ;
He made his own way on the rich moss,
And back and forth on the spread-over grass ;
His acrobatics envied and enraged the rival
Watching silently with rolling eyes since arrival .
The crestfallen had missed his chance thrice
And retracted to sit still like frozen ice -
Having lost to the place his colour and stance ;
Thrill and anxiety did the crux spell enchnce ;
A surly serpent suddenly sprang,as if to mock
Hissing , out of the crevice beneath a rock ;
It was a measured move -a prize catch ;
The victim was more a meal than a match ,
And went in neatly with a suppressed wail ;
The avenged lizard quirked and muttered his hail :
Pride goes pouncing and swooping before a fall ,
Thus to end up with a whimper, defeat and all.
Always control your temper,
don't explode in fits of anger;
not all appreciate kindness.
There are a few good people
and there are lots of bad ones
with different moods and tones:
there are those who worry less,
all they do is fair and noble!
As cruelly as people react,
don't take on their madness;
the more irrational they act:
the greater is their foolishness!
It's not the age of saints,
too widespread is insanity;
don't expect true honesty:
sinners outnumber angels!
As cruelly as people react,
stop them cold in their tract;
let your gathered wisdom reveal:
that being wise is an arm of steel!
There's a tendency in some of us
to fall prey to the remorseless liars:
not understanding what's truly right,
not being aware of wrong conduct!
As cruelly as people react,
it can have a drastic impact;
judge them with a godly insight:
they will see your shiny light!
When compassion is not felt,
when evil replaces goodness
we honor darkness, not light;
so distant is forgiveness,
so pathetic is humanness!
Robert Boyle
First latter-day chemist Robert Boyle,
never immune to laboratory toil,
practical laws on volume and pressure,
inherited as a science world treasure
Svante Arrhenius
The bright Swedish type named Arrhenius,
was renowned for his passionate genius,
in the physics and chemistry realm,
do his practical concepts still overwhelm
Dorothy Hodgkin
Nobel prize winner Dorothy Hodgkin,
her superior mind stoked invention,
advancing technique of x-rays,
biology structures forever amaze
Irene Joliot-Curie
Elder offspring of Marie-Curie,
whose breakthrough would stun a grand jury,
induced radiation, her husband and she,
bombarded a nucleus, grateful are we
Alice Ball
Proud nerve ailments sage Alice Ball,
whose leprosy tract I duly recall,
first African US Hawain school graduate,
awarded a master’s for “Method” immaculate
I'm bested by my grandson, who's not an engineer
because he outbuilds me in Lego construction, I fear.
My contention overwhelms me with dread and woe,
because Lego toys are addictive, as I'm sure you know.
I built a house only using the colors of red and blue,
but always find I'm one Lego short. What am I to do?
A nine-year old outsmarts me, doing it much better.
He's focused on the task at hand... a real go-getter!
All over the living room floor, they end up scattered.
I enjoy feeling like a kid again... that's what mattered.
Sometimes I erect something equal to an architect,
but too soon it breaks apart and my effort is wrecked!
One day I carefully assembled a church and its steeple,
proud of what I'd built... pews and itsy-bitsy people.
Then, my grandson said, "Nana, you used every Lego!"
Then he dismantled all my work and deflated my ego.
Legos present a challenge to adults and kids alike.
They're more fun to play with than riding a new bike.
I lose tract of time when I'm playing with Lego blocks.
Never want to put them away so I don't look at clocks.
I, am a single drop of blood
that swoons to your eye.
Eye, can revisit why.
I am the Memory of every Departure.
I am born of Emotion and Dreams in brood.
Treasure's Dragon and rider thereof.
Adventure, myst-understood.
I am the Long Eternal wake awake
and I will always be here.
Recapturing your heart with claws to tract ture.
From beyond the Black, I wait.
I am your true love.
The Picture Perfect glove,
finger, gem-and aperture.
I am your past and your future,
path and destination.
I am the way back.
I am Eden.
The Canvas of Hide in Pregnancy spotting
exploits to encircle, vocation.
The Beginnings, in my Prefecture.
An Eye of the again against replication,
O Love's cloning fracture.
What do you love ?
I love what you think, about me !
I am struct of forbidden poetry code,
oracle.peer.seed.
To think,
in neon l.e.d.
wearing your avatar like a g-love 2 html...z
I think that I can smooth over the skin...
cover the verge of O bin.toying' .box @sun.dial.up
sin.
A diode, an idea in image form.i TinkerBelle,
your nook space for a spell, the niche
of your desires forward slash
back mask backword channel- objective object tract/trace, entity C-spelled, out by chance.
?{I am}¿ curled in braces of runic heave, accordionic
breath e!
Acquire to taste, to track you inspire,
in the ionosphere, crosswired.
Interact,Intertwine !import Beautiful Soup !!
(I am pleased to be your ventricle)
i Answer your riddle as you answer to mine,
dreams in digital- (Euclidian Field Songet
of open line.)
Tiddler.fiddle (violat intel) <3
That will do,
use my electrolysisylux, mime.morph.mine."
~DelilahBot
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