Dreams of human
running Video of hidden thoughts
no accompanying audio-
funniest video of the day
it’s probably been around for years
but I did not see it until today
a bear is in someone’s back yard growling two feet from a dog
the dog is barking, the bear is snarling
two humans are shrieking for the dog to get away from the bear
out of nowhere a cat comes bounding
she jumps up into the bear’s face and gives him an upper right and left
her paws are going bam, bam, bam
The bear turns and runs off
with the cat in pursuit
I cannot stop laughing
WE ALL SAW HIM DIE
WAS HIS FAULT THEY TRY TO LIE
LIE WE DO NOT BUY
Movie clips
of coloured cocktail sips—
voices of children in pool recoil.
The ancient family feuds in which to embroil.
My reality becomes an unwelcome foil.
A silk dress with a white lacy frill—-
my reflection now still
like ammil.
An album once a year – a cushy job!
They toured to flog the disc. It’s called ‘promotion’.
From Paul McCartney’s Wings to Billy Ocean,
they did their vids to earn a couple of bob.
In those days, Stayin’ Alive was not a prob,
since every Aucklander, each Nova Scotian
aspired (was wired) to do the locomotion.
Though Patty Hearst could steal, she could not rob.
Today it all occurs on Spotify.
No videos are made now. People ‘stream’.
Epocs of plenty pass. The pendulum swings,
and groups who don’t play live are groups who die.
There are no Doobey Brothers, Canned Heat, Cream.
The truth? I’d rather hear the Gypsy Kings.
Let’s get this show on the road,
The car's still empty and we can't seem to load
Susie's applying makeup, Jake’s playing video games,
Mary’s scrolling her socials, where friends call her names.
I want to get to the airport, I want to be
clambering into an Impressionist painting of the sea
Ride the chestnut ponies, get back to something real,
My kids are in a rabbit hole, they forgot how life can feel.
(Chorus)
We're on an oven burner, like a doomed toad—
So let’s get out of here, get this show on the road,
We'll ride wild ponies, neighing by the sea.
We'll go back to living, we'll go back to free.
It helps sometimes to leave a comfort zone,
Children connected to the whole world, but to me they seem alone.
The old ways had their wisdom, and a simpler moral code,
Let’s flip this circus upside down; get this show back on the road.
Vileness, art thou video?
O vision what to see?
Caw for me O carrion crow!
Where's the 'I' in 'we'?
The god of ancient doorways?
Two-faced, give thy reply:
"I, Janus, have crossed the maze!
How I dare to sigh!"
Noted, friend. Are times to end?
Back of tomes to bend?
Wounded soldiers, on the mend?
Attack or defend...
Wendigo. You know. I say...
Living for today?
Macabre dance, upon the grey...
Shall we hie or tae?
Flickering like foxfire?
O strange lights in the moor;
Find a buyer or wield the wire?
Dire circumstance? Pure...
Flutter, tiger butter?
Around the druid's tree?
Down there in the gutter?
Mein mutter, muttering. Me!
Be upon us, blessings!
O lessons, to all teach!
No more second guessings!
Stressing's a bloody beach!
Reach for what doth glitter?
O poison gas, thy cloud...
Yes, but why be bitter?
O quitter, seek the shroud...
In a video for my friend’s birthday,
Her family and pals did record
Their own message of varied good wishes
And watching it was her reward.
There were tributes from both of her daughters,
Her husband and grandkids and friends,
Plus some photos from happy occasions,
Where the smiles showed that fun never ends.
Some told stories of camp, school and teaching;
Others sang or recited a poem,
But all shared so much love in the telling
That the messages surely hit home.
I loved watching it all put together,
Though I didn’t know everyone there,
But I’m glad I was part of the medley
Letting Fran know how much we all care.
klaus says humanity has lost its trust' so i guess to regain
It is his new must??
trump has won and now presides.' As many people are
Opening their eyes.?]
Many Americans phoned and texted when a new bill was
Debated' and we saw things got really affected.'
I don't know how ( that went down ?)
With all those evil? davos clowns?
soros gates claus and carny, atten-borough thun-burg they'd send you barmy!
In listening to such fifteen minutes? it is plenty.' Of time
To escape the ' forever citys' and before they're built.!
Like a hive.? Do we have a mind.? Hmm think..Think think.?
Also action will do fine.' What will be the next distractions.? Maybe
Its simply best to do as above.? Get involved to devolve.!
Give the agenda a shove.? Which is like a train on its track
Of lies.?? If you remove some sections off a cliff it
Fly's
The corner video store
With the neon lights,
Was the place to be
On Friday nights ...
Only black VHS tapes
In clear, plastic cases,
Lined the 'HORROR' sections
Of my favorite places
From left to right ...
Up and down the walls,
There were bloody fangs
... And killer dolls
Aliens and dinosaurs
Monsters on the prowl,
Giant sharks terrorize
Wild, werewolves howl
Next to white masked men
Hungry zombies run amok,
If my favorite's already gone
... Then, I'm out of luck
Demons and busted ghosts
Wicked witches casting spells,
Vampires and psychos
Dark houses and hotels
Wire rack rentals of ...
Haunted cars and T.V.'s,
Eventually, I'd take my pick
And then, go pay the fees
With a sack of popcorn
For three days I'd slouch,
Against the biggest pillow
On the end of our couch
The whole house was dark
But, the T.V. screen shined,
Back in the days ...
Of "Be Kind. Rewind."
Saturday morning
It's a beautiful day
Walking towards
my favorite hangout
A local arcade
Tons of video games to choose
I find what I like
A action-shoot
I add somes coins in
And off I go
Shooting aliens left and right
Gaining high score
I haven't lost a life yet
My score goes higher
I have a audience
They're all impress
I've reach the final boss
Time to get serious
I'm sweating, I'm focus
I lost a few lives
Only one life left
It's now or never
Boom! I did!
I've beating the game!
Everyone cheers.
I win a coupon
Coupon for a free pizza
Today, is a great day
Beta and the VHS
Could not be beaten years ago.
A childhood of watching tapes...
These were standard video.
Then throughout my teenage years
The DVD was made.
The quality was noticeable
Because of this upgrade.
Discs progressed over more years...
Along came the Blu-ray.
Evolution yet again
Of picture and display.
Ultraviolet and 3D...
Digital copies too.
Many ways to watch a film...
These are just a few.
These days, resolution lies
In glamourous 4K...
Up to four times better than
The typical Blu-ray.
From what I've heard of resolution
8K is the best.
I wonder how when the time comes
It compares to the rest?
Have you given yourself a vow
Not to come for the video chat
Or does it happen undertow
Like implicit “don’t do that”?
And of course you are aware
Of my waiting – if you call
It will show that still you care
And through stumbling and fall
I will dash into your house
But perhaps I’ll be too much
Mither you with whats and hows
Make you feeling out of touch
All my calls gone into space
And my time goes out as well
Will tomorrow’s petty pace
Bring me something worth to tell?
Rich video essay
Exemplify love and chill
Art, picture perfect.
If I am in a crazy mood
I play Max the axe
Max has red hair and a beard
You get to be him
Enemies come at you and you axe them away
At first it is really fun, because you are winning
Got two, got six, got eight.
There is a sense of power, you get excited.
There are bad guys that look like blobs.
If they get you, you evaporate with a sizzle sound.
As you get better and better, you get more and more of them.
But the closer to the end, the more bad guys come out.
Pretty soon your heart is beating so hard
You think your chest will explode.
They always get you,
but I play for the frenzy feelings in my heart.
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