Sun on my face
Kiss of warmth
Feeling of wellness
Breathing in life
Divine energy flows
Free panecea beckons
Transport to serenity
If only for the moment
Miracle is simplicity
Soft rays bestow it
Sun on my face
Kiss of warmth
Feeling of wellness
Breathing in life
Divine energy flows
Free panecea beckons
Transport to serenity
If only for the moment
Miracle is simplicity
Soft rays bestow it
My demons don’t ride houses
Greed takes its sweet time to arrive
Anger glides on bolts of lightning
Fear slinks about in the shadows
Apathy must drag itself upon thorns
The quartet move me with the wind
The four horsemen need not humans
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“You are in a running zone! You must run!” The mechanical voice yells staticy words.
“I’m lost. The street entrance was blocked….Someone left gate open.” I realize I’m trying to hold conversation with a tape recorder with a brain.
“You are in a running zone! You must run!” It snaps back to life suddenly.
“I’m trying to get to the entrance. You piece of junk! Get me a human, damn it.” I start getting edgy. “Second rule, man will lead the machines. You must follow my requests!”
“You are in a running zone!” the static blurs the words “Are you second ruling me? You fallible clump of blubber! I’m a security unit. I could fry you where you stand, if my video failed…who would find out.”
“Just tell me where the damn front door can be accessed! Or I’ll piss I your circuit breaker.” I loosen my temper.
“Typical human. Can’t read a sign. Can’t follow a direction. Go back out to the left.” The voice has different sound. “Or run as you are in a running zone!”
“Your mother was an answering machine.” I smile back.
189 words
Butterflies wings stir
Dust fallen from dreams
Sparkle what we think we see
Smoke what we know we see
Pieces of yesterday viewed tomorrow
Our thoughts free
Nothing ever lacks chains
Beholden to beliefs imagined
Ties that bind choke their captor
We are only blind to truths we need
My belief breadcrumbs
Dust fallen from dreams
Contrived shattering illusions of now
Shallow answers of life’s questions
Depth of feelings skin deep as well
1. Malice
2. Gangly
3. Find
4. Misery
5. Hardhearted
6. Lens
7. Imperative
8. Orbit
9. Inchoate (adj.)) Not yet fully developed, rudimentary, lacking order
10. Helminth (n.)) a worm especially a parasitic worm
11. Mask
12. Glide
Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem
The words can appear in an alternate form
Use the words in any order that you like.
Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle
I find the lens of malice, rather than misery chooses my mask. My hardhearted aspect may endear other helminths. Self awareness leaves one inchoate, orbiting my own gangly reflection. Self preservation is an awkward imperative.
Nice positive poetry.
The tiny town of Payson, AZ where guns outnumber people, there still is movement about gun law reform. Here we have open carry, meaning I am free to walk into Wal-Mart carrying my pistol on my side id walk about the wilderness much the same. There are a few places like government buildings that are ‘no carry’ zones. But the sense that guns have a responsibility with their use seems to be understood.
Then the crazy thought comes along. Which guns are safe in the general publics hands. I’m no hunter, however, If you need a 30 round magazine and a high powered rifle that can remove while chunks of the animals hide coming out on other side of it…. Well, that doesn’t seem like hunting.
I digress. If you need a license to drive a car, maybe you need something to own a killing machine too. I’ll argue a handgun, rifle, or shotgun is a totally different armament than an assualt rifle. Part of the problem is the Congress & the NRA.
Currently, the agency changed with finding out of a gun is owned by someone is called ATF (Alcohol,Tabacco, & Firearms). The ATF investigates as crimes involving guns with multiple fatalities, covering multiple jurisdictions, or involving sales or stolen merchandise. They are prohibited from having a database on gun sales. They have to comb through paper records to chase a guns history of sales. The NRA has argued the government could remove all your guns if they know when you purchase them. So if we can’t trace any gun purchase by computer, does this explain the power of the NRA.
5 million NRA members control the gun safety of 330 million in US. They believe any gun reform is taking away from their 2nd amendment rights (which discusses the right to bear arms & establish militias). They also pay congressmen that support imposing laws that reduce 1st amendment rights when it comes to protesting. Interesting strategy involving freedom. They have dished out hundreds of millions in cash to ensure the gun markers can flood the market unrestricted. People aren’t the only contributors here. Gun markers like selling things too.
These high school kids have to clean up their Grandparents mess from out of date laws & a society that no longer values safety in schools or public.
Not in loss
Just a fading away
Rock solid memories
Bound by times misty echoes
Tangible In name
Cloaked by yesterday
The dreams I can taste
Hopes never leave just hunger
The sunlight reminds
Calendars drift tirelessly
My hold chain for today
Forged long past in the missing
Stars drift in wind
Cresent Moon clings to haze
Chill of spring sleeping
Jupiter and Mars watch above
Below nightly feet shift
Scratches and calls slink along
Everyone settling new places
As the night shrinks away
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my writing junkyard
A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
My view of this wonderful and crazy life - as I travel and explore.
A different kind of beautiful
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