In Sicily’s cradle, so tender and small,
A newborn dwarf elephant—no larger than a doll.
Seventeen pounds of wonder, pure and bright,
Born full of wisdom, with gentle might.
Eyes deep as earth, a soul wrapped in green,
Feasting on leaves where innocence has been.
Clean-hearted vegan in a world grown wild,
A tiny giant with the heart of a child.
Oh, cuddly marvel that time let depart,
You dwell in our memories, whispered from heart to heart.
A love that once roamed where the past softly wept—
The cutest lost baby the Earth ever kept.
(The AI title was “Whispers of the Lost Tusker”)
True facts are labeled misinformation
Censorshipi is stealing my speech
Silenced again, like I was as a child
Corruption and brainwashing does this
Plase do research and not rely on media
We are on the brink of potential disaster
I have always been one to see the big picture
I have faced truth no matter how hard it is
This is also why I worked as an investigator
I will not sway with my internal beliefs,
no matter what is going on around me
Widespread darkness is falling upon us
I do not say this to spread negativity
I say this to focus on anything positive,
that can help someone survive ....
all we are dealing with and make best of time left
The sun will keep rising, upon us each day
Each one of us has gifts of talent
When the storns roll, we can focus on the clearing
Strength is in anyone who chooses to seek it
Strong in the storms, with a heart gentle as pastel skies,
that will return and renew....I hope this message rises
Heidi Sands
4/30/24
(C)opyright
Today I’m thankful for history…
Understanding the history of what makes us great should be taught
as well as the history that does not
For that is the job of history…
what history intends for us to do…
To learn not only from our successes…
but from our failures and atrocities…too
When we erase or alter history
When the true facts we dispel….
When we pick and choose what we want to teach
We make history an atrocity as well.
The greatest news the world has known
yet most of the world don't want to know
firstly they don't even believe its true
then say its not for them that strikes a death blow
But this has always been man's view
ever since Adam its been that way
there's something in man that's folly
picking wrong instead of right to this day
Listen, God loves you in fact
yes full of true facts scripture reveals
the facts are God's son came down
to sort out man's sin to be the real deal
Jesus went to Calvary's cross alive
there He died to pay for our sin
three days later rose from death
bringing home those salvation brought in
God's good news is for all
to all that hear His eternal call
His love knows no boundaries
so pure like a divine snowball
Hi! I'm Alan
the astrologer
I used to be
a mythologer
Here's the forecast
for tonight
I'm sure you'll see
I've got it right
The stars are green
The moon is pink
The North Star is
on the blink
Venus is
out to dinner
On her diet
Mars looks thinner
Jupiter's
a god of Rome
Saturn's rings
are made of foam
The Milky Way's
a candy bar
The sun's too big
to be a star
Pluto is
a goofy mutt
Uranus has
a charming butt
These true facts
I tell my clients
All MY predictions ~
based on science
The Past
Written: by Miracle man
11-29-2019
Each day finds some group whitewashing history,
The revenge crowd hide facts, to create a mystery.
But history not remembered we’re subject to repeat,
Those demanding eradication have their own drumbeat.
We change names on buildings, streets and schools,
But demolishing statues makes us misguided fools.
Some judge always appeases the motivated, whiners,
And the end result is, that we all become decliners.
We may change the narrative by altering the acts,
So future generations won’t know the true facts.
And demolish statues attempting from memory to delete,
But non remembering sometimes brings about repeat.
“You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest
that it leaves your arms to full to embrace the present.”
Jan Glidewell
Balanced through life's cup
our climate changes as war grips many poor souls
Caught victims in a maze poisoned by this pollution
Trillions dropped in bombs of grave suffering and devastation
the silent screams for justice that's never heard
Media no longer covers true facts bare to the bone
Holocaust where arms are supplied by powers at large
testimony witnesses living skeletons displayed
That would break your heart seeing such unbearable agony
Driven from their home lands by greedy tyrants
the greatest polluters of this world
Warmongers destroying cities and valuable relics
Amounts to the army of darkness never once showing
the olive branch of peace destroying seems to be all they live by
a sad story that is told over and over again
There is a war on earth against God
attacking the very corner stones within pillars of belief
Shepherd when the stars of doom eclipse red faced
cornered facts bleeding innocent the silent screams tremble
Unheard angels filtering through the moonlight
kneeling souls pray for His dire mercy
To make this world right again filled with peace
Condemn the guilty as wolves they are killing sheep
Ripping little ones to pieces sacrificed at the pagan temple
where the purity of love has been tarnished ugly by these loveless strays
Savages impotent against the powers of nature
prostrating the cringing submission of a slave
Begging blind articles of self praise enslaved ideas removing independence
from true facts not acknowledged for their value underneath respect
Despite its wanton infliction of pain apes amongst rats devouring
democratic views under heaven's command thou shalt not kill
HAIKU
~~~~~~~
sun... moon... stars,., sky
sea... land... flora... fauna... earth
endangered wonders
~~
ere the void...
would life on earth endure
galaxies thunder...
~~
are cataracts why
humans cannot see nature...
there is a cure...
~~
look at the night sky
all ancient history
sunlight 9 mins away
~~
bonkers... all bonkers...
rap it... hip hop it... live it...
life... dance while you can...
~~
dark clouds darkened... why...
their own shadow dims their white
lay lines guide birds flight
~~
a twinkle
the robin's eye's again hoping
you put some food out
~~
facts of nature
are the true facts of all life
start making babies
~~
snow... its beauty
belies the fact it's dangerous
don't let your mind drift
I find in a godless society
versed so to speak openly correct
truth always becomes the first casualty aborted
It comes under attack with twisted views
heartless beings cursing every good value upside down
whom use vulgar words in order to silence the true facts
Craving acceptance pride filled bullies
condemning souls through their wickedness of deeds
displayed boastfully ignorant goats
Taking away rights it is where it all begins displacing people
stripping us into the core of sanity where hope is lost virtues
focusing on those without sin making them feel dirty for having a choice
A communist state of affairs under lawless acts hide stupid apes
has now entered our modern day democracies underhanded failures
baffoons filled with corruptions sins rotten to the core exist
One-hundred percent Italian descent:
four grandparents crossed the ocean, went
through Ellis Island, from Italy sent;
my Italian roots, one-hundred percent.
But D N A samples now tested, ruled-
genetic ancestry can have you fooled!
With full Italian descent overruled-
gene structure in me- completely retooled.
Dumbstruck that percentages showed so clear
my pie chart was sliced- not a full sphere,
my mind was lost in this new-found frontier,
and wiped out ideas that I held so dear.
Through tests, my genetic past now revealed,
sixty-four percent Italian did yield!
Thirty-six percent now unconcealed
some ancestors came from lands far afield!
Mid-Eastern, Caucasus, Iberian too,
Some Jewish, Scandinavian, plus a few
chance Irish genes to mix up the brew.
My former beliefs are now so untrue.
But, soon I accepted this new-found me,
like others amazed, as shown on TV,
surprised, but excited as I can be-
with a varied, colorful, mixed ancestry!
April 19, 2017
Contest: Dumbstruck
Sponsor: Charles Messina
True facts: I received my Ancestry DNA
test results on April 1, 2017
Memories are not mine or are they
We who listen and learn-start to create a story, not
of our lives but of others.
Memories are not mine or are they.
We as children listen to family stories that seem to
become our own-creating on true facts.
Parents and grandparents telling stories of years
beyond there own: passing down throu generation
after generation.
Memories of the past seem to flicker at present time;
so now we tell the stories of way back when-remembering
Memories told to us....
Written by Gina Montalbo
05/17/2014
( A sequel to my poem “The Lady of Whitelace Castle” )
Are ye, my lady, an apparition
or perchance a fair servant frail?
The ruddiness of pinks
touching neither your cheeks
as you wander about so pale
My lips turn blue from winter’s cold
under this arch of elm sentinels
growing quickly despondent
not knowing the truth
of your present presence tale
Speak, please now, that I may dispel
ghost sagas of Whitelace myths…
Be ye her Mistress
in this ghostly vision
or the fair servant once lost in the mist?
Some hold the truth in the latter
but for me the true facts do matter
as I am the one
that bid Mistress farewell
when her hand was promised another
It’s been bantered about for years
that you seek true love unattained
I’m wondering now
if our forbidden vows
is that love that you search for in vain
I beg that ye now speak your story
tossing my sanity here out as witness
for in health’s decline
my heart also seeks
the lost love of the Castle’s Mistress
I stand here now in this snow drift
shivering skin on now brittle bones
I could surely die
A satisfied man
If my joining your spirit would atone
© 2014 Debra Squyres 01/30
NEVER ASSUME*
We are told to never assume,
to guess, or to anticipate
or even try to presume.
So if we try to articulate
of things we aren't sure,
do we assume or shut the door
on thoughts we may abhor?
So don't assume, just give the facts
that you are sure to know.
And you will find
it often stumps your mind
how the facts become just so.
The facts somehow get twisted up
even though you know for sure
that you were right and others wrong
no matter to whom you implore.
That's really known as politics
when facts aren't facts and we assume
the facts are just made up for tricks.
Then no one knows for sure
who's right or wrong or just
what is the score.
One side says the other is wrong
and tries to give the true facts.
But their facts are no more true
than a fairy tale or an old song.
So once again we should not assume
to know what we really know.
Just toss it up and then presume
the facts got lost
as round and round you go.
* This poem was written as the result of listening to political debates and political messages, talking points, and commercials during the 2012 elections.
What is on your mind today?
A war without repercussion
Or the History of creationism
A birth without the pain or vivid stories
A wedding without the bride or groom
A young life cut down to soon.
A presidential race without any lies
A casket without a cadaver
Facebook with friends or backstabbers?
Cancer treatment without radiation
Recession without a long bailout
or wearing high heel with toes out
A week without snow or rain
Birthday wishes without leaving messages
Being so darn broke,
you are so ashamed
Your limp wallet smoke
Buy one get the other free
What up with that deal
When a man is ready to be faithful
Is he ready to accept his failures?
Is our lives based on Bollywood referrals act.
Isn’t that the true facts?
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