I’m prepping for school
the unglamorous labour
that builds a future
I like to read people's ‘back to college’ lists - where I can sample what students are buying this year. I find these lists on college-ish websites like ‘Her Campus.’ The number one desire this year is for Apple Air Pods (I certainly love MY AirPod 4s).
We read in silence,
both contented this counted
as togetherness
Beside lists there are surveys on trends.
“Good news,” I announced to Peter, who was sitting next to me, “hot, weird guys are in,” I said it with the satisfaction of someone whose personal choice has been validated by GenZ.
“I still don’t want one,” he says blandly.
Looking at a list of 'questions for your boyfriend,' I asked,
“If you had to change one thing about me, what would it be?”
“Well, you could lose the clothes,” he suggested, helpfully.
No one cares
but I like his hairs
not one more than another
but his left ear
is superior to the other
you heard it here
.
.
A song for this:
Young Folks by Peter Bjorn and John
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Facebook people I may know, do they know me?
If they do they might request to be a friend
through our Facebook interface quite easily~
but a recluse does not embrace modern trends,
unless you message a most poetic plea,
my hermitage I will happily defend;
solitude is the keystone of sanity,
all else is victim to mortal vanity!
Its common,
To not want to seem foreign,
The safety net of what's told,
Even though we're controlled,
Somehow we don't see the problem,
Because we're used to being patrolled
Into whatever we're being sold,
Thinking we've found gold.
No.
We're just thinking without a mind of
our own.
Multiple people are following a new trend
regarding which I see no sign of an end.
I seek reasons but haven't found any
why people these days avoid saying 'many,'
jnstead of which they prefer to say 'multiple,'
a fault of which I'm personally not culpable.
So let me affirm old usage once more
just as I've done multiple times before.
Oh dear me! What a terrible slip.
Happy are they who have mastered the lip.
Have you noticed how technology
Is more pervasive in the world of sports?
From the equipment to the playing fields,
Even their shoes ... and look at the shorts.
I can remember the days when basketball players,
Showed all legs from snug-fitting wear.
While today, high-tech fabrics surround them,
Like loose sheets that won't impair.
And now baseball players are much more athletic,
Rarely will you see a physique like Babe Ruth.
As they seek to train harder and consume the best
Nutrition, far less partying, and that's the truth.
Also now, we can see the rules of football evolving,
Seeking to be safer and more humane.
To the point where touching a quarterback is practically
Criminal, and using your head may damage a brain.
Yet athletes will always compete and seek that
Elusive leverage to be the best they can be.
Though the rules may provide fewer tools,
As they try to outsmart technology.
I latest piece is too long the poem section - so it's in "Short Stories."
It's called "trends." I could shorten it - but why? *shrug*
Here's the link:
https://www.poetrysoup.com/short_stories/trends_10745
I hope you like it!
Be kind to your wild feathered friends,
For they have much important work to do
They scatter seeds, they fertilize too,
And influence our latest fashion trends.
written July 9, 2021
like callous comet
bully cloud belched
punctured pills puked
vying nauseated view
dark dances drool
squashing strained mood
like taunted torrent
rustic rain rent
wanky waves melt
gaunt boulevard growling
tainted trees throwing
hoisted hampered hankering
such sassy trends
coached Dimash's crest.
'20:03:07:10:44
Note: Dedicated to Dimash Kudeibergen
We adorn ourselves with bells, bobbles, fringe and tassels
Our 'chic' is our own to form our attire, our home is our castle
Pick and choose for every angle of space and form - a look
A style we can call our own to fit our mood, penchant or outlook
New trends excite our willingness to display our artistic passion
Our mood, sensibility and appetite for every mode of fashion
Concepts of beauty that come in all different shapes, sizes and colors
Become a living, walking work of art for us to share with many others
Like butterflies we transform from our rustic simple cocoons
To blossom like a flower in spring brightly displayed to swoon
Its an illusion of magic, a love of change for all to behold
This passion for fashion brings us a feeling that's solid gold
November 25, 2019
Fashion Poetry Contest
Sponsor Julia Ward
“My little kitty is so unique,” said Miss Olivienne Jonesmiller, “she’s a precious little shorthair, all ‘tude and sassy.”
“What will you name her?” Her mama asked.
“I’m going to name her Beaupretty.”
“My little kitty is so exotic,” said Bandit Phoenix Johnson, “he’s a wild little Toyger, straight from the jungle!”
“What will you name him?” His mama asked.
“I think I’ll call him Axel.”
“My little kitty is so slay,” said Hashtag Martinez, “she’s a silly little calico, sweet and funny.”
“What will you name her?” Her mama asked.
“I’m going to name her Giphy.”
“My little kitty is so special,” said William Raymond Hunter Bernard III, “he’s a small orange tabby with cool orange eyes. I need time to think up a name that’s fitting.”
“What will you name him?” His mama asked.
“For now, I’ll just call him kitty.”
“My little kitty is my best friend,” said little Rose Mary, “She plays with me and loves me like family.”
“What will you name her?” Her mama asked.
“I like the name Lindsay.”
“My little kitty is sleeping,” said 4-year-old Brightly McSteven.
“What will you name him?” His mama asked.
“I’m going to name him Sleepy.”
brands just brands
true religion needs no symbols
true fraternity needs no secrecy
true peace needs no peace keeping force
true ruler needs no throne
true love needs no ring
true beauty needs no makeup
they toyed with our rational concepts
bad is the new good
order is a product of chaos
the earth is round
the earth is flat
unisex is gorgeous woman with a baseball bat her feet on the last alive man's hat
imagine that
and we landed on the moon
in a basement someday after noon
man was an ape
enjoy the heart,mind ,and spiritual rape
some lips are better off in duck tape
we're the living shadows of our clothes
who needs......... show me the six packs show me the hose
welcome to the life, the chained dance of trends
nowadays we're digging the yellow jackets
I heard no one talking when life loses it's it's meaning it's a living racket
Tamer Hossam
brands just brands
true religion needs no symbols
true fraternity needs no secrecy
true peace needs no peace keeping force
true ruler needs no throne
true love needs no ring
true beauty needs no makeup
they toyed with our rational concepts
bad is the new good
order is a product of chaos
the earth is round
the earth is flat
unisex is gorgeous woman with a baseball bat her feet on the last alive man's hat
imagine that
and we landed on the moon
in a basement someday after noon
man was an ape
enjoy the heart,mind ,and spiritual rape
some lips are better off in duck tape
we're the living shadows of our clothes
who needs......... show me the six packs show me the hose
welcome to the life, the chained dance of trends
nowadays we're digging the yellow jackets
I heard no one talking when life loses it's it's meaning it's a living racket
Tamer Hossam
Any difference between feeling horrified, on one hand,
and disenchanted terrifying thoughts, on the other,
seem connected to punishing error and folly in others
unlike our self-righteous ego identities
trained to settle for a Win/Lose anti-communal
anti-trusting world.
Such disparities are even less wise when paranoid
and manic,
a difference in degree
between tragically toxic and merely Win/Lose business as usual,
between outside projection and inside rejection
on our shared global potential enchantment stage.
Then, too,
perhaps any disappointing difference between climatic ecstasy
and everyday enchantments,
in-between wu-wei,
still kindly loves our best
and healthiest
and most beautiful,
sensual,
graceful local cooperative presence.
Each ecstatic day may bring some of both
cooperative enchantment
and Left v Right disenchanting competitions
to avoid horror and terror out there,
without doubt,
but also everyday disenchantments
of a complex,
sometimes chaotic,
domestic inside/outside competing darkness.
I looked in all the nooks
whats left of my old books
I used to read so much
now their all rust and dust
I used to call my friends
now I text and press send
send cards by that web site
to make their hearts feel light
I know cash will not last
coins a thing of the past
stores like when you swipe cards
cash will one day be barred
Cars will soon be air borne
the geese will honk their horns
trains, planes will go more fast
a blur that will speed past
Smart phones are the new trend
keep up with the Jones friend
dont care to says my brain
some new trends are just lame
2-6-18
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