God had with his finest sensors
Picked the edifice and its sponsors,
Then surfaced to have it videoed.
What angels could have Him radioed!
God,all along Himself radar,
Knew what to do to Man's ladder
And bombs can throw to burst bladder...
Bur-no!-He is always father:
Should God not be man's guide rather?
Men should only sparsely gather,
Save in streams with soaps that lather
No exceptions—Blast Men's Cadre!
And so the Tower kissed Nadir...
Written on 11/17/2022
by Gail R DeBole
Thoughts that weave...
through mental terrain
Never staying in one place with one idea
Moving from
place
to
place
Always straying
Inspired by the internal world
And the minds
and written and
videoed words
of others
Inspired by the outer world
Idea Nomads…
Writers
Doing Wheelies!
By Dane Smith-Johnsen
Memaw’s doing wheelies,
She must have flipped her lid.
She should be knitting blankets.
Or babysitting kids-
She had the “hee-b-jee-bies.”
At least that’s what she said.
Just before she hit the gas.
And started to skid.
Go get the camcorder.
One-hundred-thousand wins!
Now, that’s a lot of dollars.
Soon, taping did begin.
Hiding in the bushes,
When Memaw passed that way.
While doing many wheelies,
They videoed her play.
Then all of a sudden,
She rode toward the bush.
One last wheelie- Yeehawww!
Then, she landed on her tush!