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Categories:
winnings, computer, dream, fear, me,
Form: Other
1905
Geronimo went to Washington
to meet the Great White Father
(where he hoped to bury the hatchet)
and save his Indian Nation...
checking into his hotel, the desk clerk asked,
"Do you have a reservation?"
The perfect poker face when playing cards
(his guards were nearly always broke)
said to be blood-thirsty, his winnings used he
to pay for educating children of the Apache.
He later rode with Pawnee Bill
in what was known as the 'Wild West',
(and what a circus)
a chief he never was,
1909
died of pneumonia all too soon,
'Geronimo Now a Good Indian,'
read the headline of The Chicago Daily Tribune.
Categories:
winnings, betrayal, native american, tribute,
Form: Rhyme
A flamboyant love with a beloved muse,
Transcendent and captivating, the spirit destined to confuse.
As time currents flow, the hearts ignite and swell with amour,
Unveiling words of enchantment leaf by leaf in a tome like an author.
Every encounter with your visage makes me run wild,
To a degree of delineating all the giddiness like I'm a child.
Behind the intense fervor lies heartache and profound scars,
A trapped soul desperately yearning to grasp with distant stars.
The unbearable ache of healing and moving on,
Flashbacks and memories haunting silent intervals from dusk till dawn.
Mixed feelings of confusion and regret,
With a shattered heart that forgives but never forgets.
A heart laid bare awaiting to be loved and healed,
Yet never allowing entry even if they appealed.
From the ruins of love emerge bittersweet endings,
Unlurking shadows of love that bring fleeting winnings.
Touching the soul to its bottomless core,
Leaving the heart in pieces, sore.
Categories:
winnings, break up, change, character,
Form: Rhyme
there was a bookie named Jennings
who had to pay the mob his winnings
one day it was said
he kept them instead
and was later found floating in the Hudson
Categories:
winnings, humorous,
Form: Limerick
I fill your cup with light from sun up
till sun down with
the brightest of smiles
Don't frown when it appears you're
running on empty for
you'll be replenished
by the mile
This one life is a game over the
heads of many so listen
closely to what
I say
A man with many hats I have styles
for days one for every
arena in which
I play
I'm one with this Arcade so for
awhile it's these
numbers I'll
consume
The uptick comes in spades with
many keys until
we move to
other rooms
We're all just flowers in bloom pedaling
toward the sky while
we languish
& toil
Don't let this fill your heart with
anguish but be
full while you're
seeding this soil
You'll keep receiving the spoils
as if you were &
always born
to be the victor
Just measure your winnings with
scales & caution
while keeping an
eye on the Richter
Categories:
winnings, inspiration, introspection, perspective, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme
I said just this once,
Just one more game.
But the more that I gave,
The more it pulled me in.
Every spin of the reel,
Every light on the wheel,
Held a promise so real,
That I couldn't feel.
I watched numbers blur,
Felt time slip away,
Betting on tomorrow,
Losing today.
In the glow of the screen,
I chased a bright lie,
As the winnings grew thin,
And the losses ran high.
I told myself "quit,"
But the pull was too strong,
The hope of a win,
Dragged me along.
Now I'm tangled in regret,
A web I can't break,
A jackpot of losses,
And more than just stakes.
If I could turn back,
If I could rewind,
I'd trade every chance,
To find peace of mind.
Categories:
winnings, addiction,
Form: Rhyme
The afternoon was spent calulating
what would be misfortune to millions
as he calulated the winnings from
the online " Hoss lottree Game"
the odds were in his favor and
nanometers in the visible spectrum
wave lengths and frequencies
inline turbine which flows
he stood at the bbq pit a master with
a spatula in his hand bragging about
his odds and days later we found him right and rich!
He won and won big, from there he created
The Capstone Grill and invested in
Stemcell Meat production. Helping to create
a culture were affordalie meat
would be sold to masses of people
as an alternative to animal meat and protiens.
From the book Music Lover
Songs by Chancey
Categories:
winnings, analogy, education, extended metaphor,
Form: Ballad
April 23 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 2Kings 9-11
Key Verse – 2Kings 9:36 Wherefore they came again, and told him. And he said, This is the word of the LORD, which he spake by his servant Elijah the Tishbite…
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO ENLIGHTENS US
THROUGH HIS WORD
Praise be to God for enlightening us through His Word that is:
Inspired for our regeneration
Indestructible along our redemption
Incontestable toward our revival
Incorruptible with our renewal
Indispensable for our restoration
2Kings 10:10 Praise be to the Lord Who does
that which He speaks:
Fulfilling His will with triumph
Freeing us from waywardness’ transgression
Framing our wisdom along His testimony
Fixing our ways toward thanksgiving
Flaming our winnings midst trials
2Kings 11:17 Praise be to the Saviour for
reinforcing His covenant toward us that is:
Sealed with His devotion
Secured by His decision
Satisfied amidst His delight
Shown along His direction
Strengthened upon dominion. Amen!
April 23, 2024
Categories:
winnings, blessing, christian, faith, god,
Form: Alliteration
The selection has come and gone
With many congratulated for feign victories
People's Will bashed as hope remains forlorn
Though the grey fought with their voting power
Yet they remain powerless
Who dares decide for the ruthless,
That solely gains dominance ruthlessly?.
Just tell me;
"If winnings come with cheering, why then is your victory bleak"?
Why has it evoke dismay, and burns a rage in our minds
There is calm in the land, but fire lays on the roof-top
The country is divided at the birth of your unruly governance
For the proclamation is at variance with our reality
Therefore your unholy triumph conflict our assertions
An imposter you are and an imposter you will remain!
So as Sun is to the Day
And the Moon to the Night
For every ounce of downcast inflicted on the nation, upon your selection.
Nature inevitably awaits.
Categories:
winnings, anger,
Form: Free verse
Erroneous mirror scatters his face
Mills his skin into thin porous powder
Muck which gets stuck under tongue in a paste
Mouth stuffed with rubble cement rancid sour
Embalmed motorbike tennage champion
Mist cobwebs in his chest, windless clothesline
Murdered dreams dumped, tight vertibre cramp them
Measure of failure in winnings' decline
Engine never to rev segments ego
Mourning whip lashes languish in his lungs
Molten moon drips millions he forgoes
Mortality unknown among airborne young
Moonbeam diamonds stall, star status dements
Ebb of ignition rides midnight lament
Sixteen year old Hero, Matty
Categories:
winnings, 11th grade, childhood, moving
Form: Sonnet
watching stories unfold
drinking the creamiest cream soda ever
admiring the blue skies above me
enjoying kisses from a woman who has actually grown to love me
thinking about the next destination
wondering what the next story will be
memories made through pure enjoyment and bliss
i return the favor to said sweet woman with a lot more than one warm kiss
glad for beginnings with no end
glad for ends with no beginnings
since we decided a long time ago to just quit guess
we have been more than thankful for the Blessing of our Winnings
Categories:
winnings, beautiful, happy, life, love,
Form: Free verse
every day she will go
shopping trolley in tow
in sleet or rain or snow
she lives by foraging
in every litter bin
she rummages within
what gem in there may hide
digging down deep inside
and in her work takes pride
inspecting items found
dropping duds on the ground
leaving trash all around
you know where she has been
for trail of rubbish seen
the park no longer clean
when her work day is done
she drags trolley back home
and through her winnings comb
pleased with her foraging
from each full litter bin
she’s done much recycling
Categories:
winnings, city, environment,
Form: Rhyme
when my winnings hit the news, relatives climbed into my windows.
great aunts and uncles, sixth cousins, uncles twice removed.
some families stormed over to demand their due with no connection.
you remember me – yes, I do, the neighbor who never waves back
heard hard luck stories that topped one another fast and furiously
I bought myself a new identity, new face, new name.
had to leave my family behind because they did not want new faces. I
I left half my winnings with them, as that was fair.
ex-husband keeps calling me, begging me to take the money back.
he has big trouble since the divorce settlement was announced.
I am in the Bahamas where there are no crying children or ex's.
a good looking man in lying the green plastic beach lounger.
I suck in my stomach and try to look chic.
He smiles and I smile.
He has great teeth and a sweet tan.
“Hey, aren’t you that gal who won the lottery?”
Categories:
winnings, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
After all, life is but a twisted tale,
Of trying blue; to weigh us, if model.
To find happy rest in all we travail...
Winnings, everyone continually tail,
Unleash cheats and deceits of sh*ts coddle...
After all, life is but a twisted tale!
Satisfaction has stolen away scale,
That manoeuvres peace at achievement's jail,
To find happy rest in all we travail.
Then the world becomes completely new ale,
That subjects sloshed sanity to waddle...
After all, life is but a twisted tale!
Time moves fast unlike dream's series avail,
Its fulfilling bail to rescue Abel.
After all, life is but a twisted tale!
How dire Cain reckons not blood, but impale
His brother; blackmail his death, wroth unveil.
After all, life is but a twisted tale,
To find happy rest in all we travail.
Categories:
winnings, art, betrayal, blue, business,
Form: Villanelle
Tests arrest students' rest:
Requesting the best their stomachs digest;
To see the ones that would be oppressed,
And the ones that would repossessed...
Providing solutions to teacher's quests,
From the simple twists to them he ingested--
That with pen, he will have marks attest:
Either make cane's justice get them swiftly arrested
Or make praise reinforces their progress assessed.
Categories:
winnings, 1st grade, anxiety, art,
Form: Rhyme
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