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 Oct 2014 Saloni
Raj Arumugam
the goldfish
was in a fish tank
and it turned to the other fish
and the goldfish said:
*"Hey, do you know how
to drive this ****** thing?"
 Oct 2014 Saloni
Jack
Good News????
 Oct 2014 Saloni
Jack
~

Channels change and minutes crawl
Depression sets the evening tone
Baseboards dream along the hall
As I sit here all alone

Hard is but my easy chair
Heavy eyes, a weeping tear
Someone *****, the anchors share
Communities are filled with fear

Shadows dance in lightening flash
Storms they rage on either side
Floods of sorrow, endings crash
A wonder I’d just rather hide

Bad news blaring all around
Every station sets the page
Perfect hair and smiles found
Reading prompters from the stage

How can they just sit and grin
Stack their papers nice and neat
As the world explodes again
People living in the street

Hurricanes destroying hope
Jets are falling from the skies
Another bust, a ton of dope
Politicians spewing lies

Mother’s crying, sons are dead
Shot while standing in the yard
Tell us something good instead
Can it be so very hard

Take your cameras, microphones
Find someone who’s doing right
Kindness to another shown
Tell us some good news tonight
 Oct 2014 Saloni
RAJ NANDY
HARLEM BLUES
Lingering perfumes float through the night air,
Life was a drudgery for him and no one cared!
With neon lights blinking and flashing every-
where!
The jazz band in the saloon played a soft tune,
And the lady there sang the Blues and also
crooned!
Now the solitude of the night gets to him,
As he drops down into a corner seat where lights
are rather dim!
Signals the waiter as he lights his cigar,
And orders a large whiskey and soda, having
come down so far!
He remains enthralled by the lone singer’s
voice,
He must spend this ‘blue night’ all alone, -
since he had no other choice!
The singer now comes pretty close to him,
And he could see her white teeth dazzle and
gleam!
But when he looked into those dark eye lashes, -
Sad memories from the past before his eyes
flashes!

He had been a clarinet player of some renown,
But his wife couldn’t tolerate its piping sound!
His habit of playing the pipe at mid-night hours,
Made her to desert him for their marriage had
gone sour!
The 'blue notes' in the saloon soon comes to an
end,
But the music goes on simply to entertain!
The singer now invites this loner to her room,
He accompanies - trying to forget his loneliness
and gloom!
She pours out two drinks in her upstairs room,
And places his head gently between her *****, -
Which makes him to swoon!
The ‘blue notes’ still plays on in his mind,
It is then when she pulls out a clarinet from
behind!
Seeing him surprised - she laughs out loud;
He stares at the clarinet with misgiving and doubt!
“Don’t worry darling I had met you wife,
She had shown me your picture and told me about
your life!
From my childhood days I had loved the clarinet,
It turns me on before I go to bed!
So play the pipe gently as I get into my slip-on,
And we shall make love right into the morn! ”
He picked up the clarinet and played it so
tender and so light, -
The music echoed through the lonely Harlem night!
                      -By Raj Nandy, New Delhi.

(While reading up the History of Jazz for composing my Jazz Story Part Two, I received an inspiration for writing this fictional poem for you! For reading thank you!)
 Oct 2014 Saloni
Harley Hucof
(T)onight we get *****
(I) prepared all the tools
(E)nter my dark room

(M)ake me suffer. I
(E)njoy the pain

(U)ltimate bliss
(P)leasure attained


(C)andle wax poured on my skin
(H)umiliate me im hankering after it
(O)n my knees i ll beg for it
(K)eep me on the line
(E)nsure my spice

(M)ake me lose control
(E)mmerse my soul

Words Of Harfouchism
****
 Oct 2014 Saloni
Ernest Hemingway
There was a cat named Crazy Christian
Who never lived long enough to *****
He was gay hearted, young and handsome
And all the secrets of life he knew
He would always arrive on time for breakfast
Scamper on your feet and chase the ball
He was faster than any polo pony
He never worried a minute at all
His tail was a plume that scampered with him
He was black as night and as fast as light.
So the bad cats killed him in the fall.
 Jun 2014 Saloni
Raj Arumugam
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qrs tuv
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and here, friends, I must leave you a while...perhaps like Rip Van Winkle to take a continuous nap for a month or so...see you all here at HP some time late in August...
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