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ConnectHook Oct 2021
Darwin's  evolutionary theory is an untestable hypothesis

Trillions of dollars are unaccounted for

Abortion is not a right

Most comments are chatbots

COVID-19 is propaganda

There are only 2 genders

U.S. elections are rigged

Human beings are fallen and sinful

The God of scripture created the universe

Data is relatively important

Western women have it quite good

"Big Bang" is Genesis for atheists
See what happens
ConnectHook Oct 2021
In spite of all that has been done
There is nothing new under the sun.
Call it a woman; it's still a man . . .
Though you throw out what's left in the garbage can.
ConnectHook Oct 2021
Blue, blue is the grass about the river
And the willows have overfilled the close garden.
And within, the mistress, in the midmost of her youth,
White, white of face, hesitates, passing the door.
Slender, she puts forth a slender hand;

And she was a courtezan in the old days,
And she has married a sot,
Who now goes drunkenly out
And leaves her too much alone.
MEI SHENG, 140 BC 
(trans: by Ezra Pound)

I was struck by the title ...
  Oct 2021 ConnectHook
Lawrence Hall
Lawrence Hall
Mhall46184@aol.com  
https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/
poeticdrivel.blogspot.com

                                       Neither a King nor a Boss

A gas station close by the overpass
A display case of shiny knives and knucks
One of the knives features a naked lady
Some of the knucks are labeled “KING” and “BOSS”

But would the object of a metallic punch
Have time to read either the “KING” or “BOSS”
Before he fell among his blood and pain?
A legless man in a wheelchair rolls by

To his blue tarp and sleeping bag close by
The gas station close by the overpass
Maybe he was Jesus.
ConnectHook Oct 2021
Hail, dark form!

Watcher of the sacred grove
Leaper of the Parapet, Ascender of the Divine Tree!

She-Who-Gnaws-the-Skull
Shadow-crowned, render of helpless mammals
She of sharpened claw and blood-warmed fang!
Lurker and slinking prowler of the dark
She-Who-Strips-Skin-From-Bone
Huntress of moon, terror of birds and mice
Watcher and waiter of the lunar jungle
Nocturnal priestess
Jaguar-goddess of Night
Puncturess of jugulars
Consort and matriarch of evening and dawn

Tree-Climber, Roof-Leaper, come!
We await your dread presence in shadow and starlight
Oh celestial pard and mountain-bacchante
Slayer of Dionysos,
We hail your arrival at the sign of padding paws.


Time for your Meow Mix !
We have a wonderful black cat.
Her name is
Petra Electra Perpetua
ConnectHook Sep 2021
Aguarnica es una pintura hecha por Picasso
durante una guerra civil en centroamérica
acerca de un pais mitológico
donde todo está al revés;
un pais que provee los ricos del mundo con
fragantes puros de calidad indigena.

La guerra Nica es otra cosa;
en la primera obra mencionada
se trata de robos y opresión y ataques no provocados
contra la ciudadanía de un país pobre...
Pero la guerra Nica es un cuadro bonito,
primitivista, lleno de lagos, volcanes,
pajaros tropicales y colores vivos.

En la pintura de Picasso se nota lideres corruptos,
bajo el mando de un burro ex-ladrón,
los cuales dan servicio labial a un ideología en bancarrota
mientras saquean los pocos recursos del país
para vender a extranjeros, enriqueciéndose en el proceso.
Pero  sólo se trata de poesía . . .
ConnectHook Sep 2021
You neurotics, projecting your fears…
We have savored the salt of your tears.
Though he fell with a thud,
(yes, the man was a dud)
We still trolled you with Trump for four years.
He listens to Paula White.
Bwah ha ha ha ha ha--urk

(Choked on my coffee)
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