When faced up alone the sky unto sun
To seek its coolness behind healing earth
For worries cum anxiety briefing fun
To stand the insultive stake of known worth
Why does your heart beats faster than usual
When thoughts won but actions fail at the end
If not that the means got to be sensual
The feat would have been difficult to blend
Why does your heart beats faster than usual
When moon took over in turn for the day
That lurking fear grabs essence in actual
Then switch on a new mode to have its say
Faster beats earth the heart of loyal boy
That would never take your heart for a toy
The corruption probe
Of systemic corruption
Corruptly cancelled
(12/15/25)
Some gates are closed, others are open
I passed them all I lived inside
The postcard views where as a postman
I brought your package every night
Check your emails if there’s a new
Stifting a yawn you find the one
In haste you almost read it through
Replying with a glint of sun
Meanwhile the coffee smells of morning
You open up the garden door
The flowers grow without a warning
As usual, as they did before.
Accustomed to the world
around him, he didn't find anything strange
when they put him to live in the asylum...
I don't always open up
I don't always close myself,
I'm neither a window nor a door...
The summer sun shines brightly, Rooster invites the day light loudly, The boy removes the blanket finally.
His mother calls him angrily, He runs into the restroom swiftly , And wears the school uniform slowly.
The school bus comes casual,
He steps into the bus unwillingly , It has been done daily as usual.
she was not your usual teacher
she taught us how to think
taught us how to believe in ourselves
how to imagine our lives full of joy
school had been boring until I met her
she would not allow my boredom to close me down
we had lunch together, and she discovered the real me
I was not the person I showed to the world
I was a thinker, who had been shut down by negativity
a girl who had forgotten how passionate new ideas are
she coaxed the little shut down child of me to play with possibilities
I began to study stars, geology, artists
I began to read biographies
She opened me up to new possibilities
Taught me to be a life-long learner
She was not your usual teacher
.
how cool the spring
'bout ourn
multi hue
hern pink
mine almost
blue
She is stunning,
And lovely as usual,
In her long hemmed flower dress
Reynaldo Casison
my daughter is on her way
not late like my sister
but late as usual
she will be full of apologies
I love them
proof she is creative
quirky like me
with a splash of imagination
here she comes now
Spring has long taken off
its Bermuda shorts.
Hawaiian shirts are left
on tree-lines to fade
under a red-faced sun.
If there are worms in the dry earth
the Robins cannot reach them,
and now scramble after
bugs on baking walls.
No one complains
except the English
and polar bears.
Hardship in America
is just called climate.
In Gentlemen's Clubs
strippers
have turned-off the stage lights,
sweat flop
cannot hold a slippery dollar.
Motel ice-machines
have succumbed to heatstroke
and only dispense
a crunchy tepid drool.
Global warmers pant
for cold beers.
Armageddon is near,
but in pats of Alaska,
summer
is just called
a milder shade of winter.
In lunch or dinner
at table my guests waiting
bees, jelly... cats, fish
Jesse Duarte
Muslim South African
Dead just before age 68
Best known as antiracism fighter
Along with Mandela
That generation is dead, it's over
Self-serving "ANC activists & comrades" remain
To steal and blame (minorities)
II
Jesse was eloquent; loyal leader & 'spokesman'
"Diminutive woman;" Dedicated warrior
Never about herself
She died today
Will be buried today
Now, her religion shows
Premiered at Woodrow’s Roadside Shelter, Vienna, MO – 2/12/2008
ACT 1
Epaminandas at Leuctra
MacMurphy’s Head
Outremer
Silent Butler
Valentine from Valley Forge
La Garde Reculé
Count It with Numbers
ACT 2
If the War Goes On
On the Eve of Camerone
Washichu
Apacharia
Stone Cold Sunshine
Remembrance Day
ACT 3
Holding Attack
End Game
Cold War Clientele
Execution Style
New Dark Ages
Burn Ward
Talking Points
Does anything ever sound more
Amazing than usual, to you?
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