eight wickets
eight wickets
he did so well score
on the pitch at Bangalore

he spun the ball
he spun the ball*
in the first session of play
over after over toiling away

his efforts were fab
his efforts were fab
bamboozling the batsmen
with a seaming flight of hem

not since Warne
not since Warne
had such a display been seen
on the oval's twenty two yard sheen

a magic spell
a magic spell
Lyon's spinning technique
*was truly magnifique

cast off the coat
of the last eight years
cast off the coat
leave behind the arrears
cast off the coat
a new dawn appears
cast off the coat
the road ahead clears*

change who tillers
the admin's
ship
bring in a fresher
governance's
clip

Washington's clock ticks
with a timing so loud
pleading to the people
lift the heavy shroud

too long
an incumbency
too long its stay
staying for many
a long day


cast off the coat
of the last eight years
cast off the coat
leave behind the arrears
cast off the coat
a new dawn appears
cast off the coat
*the road ahead clears

By Arcassin & Elizabeth Squires

AB
Cinematic dramatic troubled teen,
Love drivin,
Insane,
As far as the eye can see,
You wouldn't believe,
Hurt,
Inspired her to dream and make a mends,
But never give a **** about a single friend,
Shadows creep,
Suicidal to the core,
Whole freshman year,
Known as the *****,
But in life,
You must think,
And save up for what else is in store,
ES
A career, 
Something to hold onto, 
Direction in life,
Not the frittering away,
Of a valuable opportunity, 
Troubled teen turning around,
The ***** tag within,
Wearing the good girl chameleon skin, 
Paving a diamond studded road ahead, 
Getting her mindset, 
Straight,
The knife which bought her pain, 
Not needed, 
Of its somberness,
Optimistic aims and goals, 
Superseded.

SBN.
Why do us poets
always let these jerks
who do not even
have an atom
of creativity
decide the value
and level
of our creativity?

ES.

Given that us
but meek poetic folk
have a humbleness
to our line of yolk
we permit these ignorant jerks
a liberal latitude
to openly express
their aimless platitudes

SBN.

Why do us poets
fall for the trends
and applause
it occasionally brings
knowing full well
it is all merely ephemeral
and what is permanent
is our depression so dismal?

ES.

We are cajoled
by the transient ovation
which resounds with much
brevity in its adulation
thence follows our
despondency of wretchedness
that descends into
a despairing grimness

SBN.

When will us poets
ever decide
that we do not care two hoots
for cheap popularity
and that our creations
are too valuable really
for some **** to **** on them
and make and mostly break them?

ES.

Oh for us true poets
to be admired with a fervent zeal
by those jerks who've
not a scrap of poetic appeal
unto us they can
dollop their excrement pile
for we shall surpass them
with our flash penning style

SBN.

So let us take in our hands
our own poetic destiny
lets write on time's shifting sand
and ensure our poetic integrity

rivers of tears we'll leave behind
leave them for a stream
of a more peaceful kind

in the year that has just slipping by
the world's many continents
have all had a reason to cry

those sad events of wars and natural disasters  
did within our hearts and minds
etch their marking casters

toward the new year's dawning days  
we shall look for brighter news prevailing
our planet's population not weeping in splays

this orb of ours finding a stillness  
from its endless wailing turmoil
which hath given its soul such distress

this morning I'm wearing
a rather longish frown
as one of my favorite sites
has unexpectedly shut down

they gave no advance warning
of being off air
last night when I went there
everything was looking fair

panic and horror have struck
at the pit of my gut
twill my beloved site remain
forever shut

others who visit this domain
are also under much strain
they are feeling
a most terrible pain

the site management
haven't yet answered my emails
would seem that all communication
is as slow as a troop of snails

not one word have I heard
from the other end
the whole situation
has driven me around the bend

not being able to gain
access to my longstanding account
hath been so upsetting
and so hard to surmount

a most trying start to the day
one has had to endure
the site being down
without any sign of a cure

later this Wednesday evening
one shall hop online
to see if the site is traveling
in a manner fine

one must be hopeful
of the domain running along well
then one shall have admittance
into its oyster shell