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Àŧùl Jan 2016
It was in the Mughal period
That a combined bathroom,
Shower & toilet put together,
Were called a Ghusl Khana.
Inside it proceeded many stuff,
Literally meaning cleansing,
Of both the body and soul.

Sat the emperor inside,
Busy in cleaning his body,
And his soul too with water,
And with the warmth of it,
He tried cleansing his soul,
After administrating the empire,
And being engaged in battles.

The battles of truth,
The battles of trust,
The battles of faith.
My HP Poem #993
©Atul Kaushal
Andrew Rueter Dec 2018
Sports fans love dichotomies
Brady or Montana?
James or Jordan?
The NHL is aware of this
And possesses two generational players
Alexander Ovechkin and Sydney Crosby
Ovechkin plays for the Washington Capitals
And Crosby plays for the Pittsburgh Penguins
One of the most notable team rivalries in sports
So the NHL asks fans to pick a side for marketing purposes
Ovechkin is sold as strength while Crosby is sold as finesse
Which would be a reasonable way to advertise their league
But like every sports league they are dealing with safety concerns
And the NHL is trying to escape the ignorant assumption
That hockey revolves around brutality and is of a primitive nature
So they don’t want to highlight the sports’ physicality
During this delicate and uncertain time
So more often than not Crosby is favored over Ovechkin
Through officiating, commentating, administrating and marketing
Which implicitly sells Crosby over Ovechkin
To the lowest common denominator
Who are interested in those kind of dichotomies

Since the Capitals are the highest profile team
That plays especially physical
The NHL feels the need to treat them with particular austerity
To show they are serious about safety
But this results in massively inconsistent actions by the league

Tom Wilson is one of the Capitals’ best players and their best checker
He was suspended for 20 games for a slightly late hit
He was in proper checking form
Shoulder down and leading, feet planted on the ice
But made incidental contact with Oskar Sundqvist’s head
Giving Sundqvist a concussion so the NHL suspended Wilson
Meanwhile...
Tom Wilson is attacked from behind by Ryan Reaves
On a very ***** hit that had no athletic function or basis in hockey
Launching himself at the back of Wilson’s head on a cheap shot
Giving Wilson a concussion
Reaves was very proud of himself
Selling autographed pictures of an injured Tom Wilson
And the NHL had nothing to say

Tom Wilson received a 20 game suspension
Losing hundreds of thousands of dollars
For an overzealous check
But when he is maliciously attacked with the intent to injure
There is no suspension handed down

A wise man once said
“An injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere”
And I agree
So I can’t stand seeing someone treated with a blatant bias
If it’s on Capitol Hill or in the Capitals’ stadium
And don’t want to live in a world where that’s acceptable

If I could say something to Tom Wilson
I’d say thank you for handling the situation with grace
And not to pay too much attention
To the biased elite or the mindless masses
Because all they try to do is dip you in molasses
They’re not going to protect you on the ice
That’s something you must do on your own
And there’s a lot of people who’ll try to give themselves importance
By eliminating those of higher value
You just have to be able to take their hits
And hit back harder than they ever could
Lora Lee  Apr 2016
Healing
Lora Lee Apr 2016
They apply the
      herbal poultices
to my broken frame
surrounding me with light
to melt the pain
They put their cooling
   healers' hands
around my heart
wrap it in a
         temporary tourniquet
so its beats
don't fall apart
and despite this endless
sadness
    I'm alive
due to my breathing
        gasping madness
to survive
My will is shining
glowing
bursting through
   despite the burning
craving soulful
missing
   of only you
The fire in my ribcage...
it will burn
but my healers-
they are tenderly
taking turns
administrating care
and tending to
     my needs
using ancient
knowledge of how
to cure
and how to bleed
and while I lie here
gashes open, old wounds exposed
My healers feel my pain
and simply know
"It's okay, sweet woman warrior
it takes time for deep cuts
to close" they whisper
knowing I can hear
subconsciously this prose
Inside their medicine bag
with its mysterious potions
they make bandages
from silk
rub in soothing lotions
As hurt gets released
into the potent air
in my semi-conscious
state
I am thankfully aware
that this is a chance
to just allow myself
to feel
Let sadness
go through me
in rivulets
in streams
Cleanse my aching
loving heart
until it
gleams
Mike Hulstrom Aug 2017
Questing, running, heart thumping,
Blood pumping battery acid
Crash and write a ballad from the cell that’s padded
Haphazard basic-******* administrating alliteration half-illiterate yet avid
Got questions? Some form of flattery? Ask it.
First, tap the ash before you pass it
And I’ll finish the roach in glass like a hash hit
Can’t say how many plants I blasted
My flavor palette adds a dull diet, maybe I should get a salad added
Don’t be dragging, keep your belt fastened
Colors in your brothers photos well contrasted
It’s all just prototype, a simple facet
Leo Janowick  Dec 2018
Before Man
Leo Janowick Dec 2018
Beautiful World before Man

A world magnificent filled with wisdom
dripping in golden thoughts, magical mist
flowing through gates carved in marble
crystals adorn, on ground of green, brown
orange sensational emotions, capturing
intuitive clarification among st empires
boldly floating above universal sensational
adventures, administrating vows in terms
of understandable communication.

Remembrance; coated with satisfaction, among
each glance, given in a moment of was, now
and will be.

Cannot comprehend differences than, when
beauty was pronounced in many ways
that no longer exist.

Unimpressed, confused emotional acceptance
unbearable to conditions, having no excuse
for ways unexpected to humans now
living upon planet earth.

How this world of warmth and beauty
could radiate love, if we understood
what unconditional love consists of
without resentment.

So easy to follow hearts warmth
souls guidance, still we walk
in shadows of lost re-ensured truth
of our own making, caring less
camouflaged under restraint
foolishness.
Harriet Shea Dec 2018
A world magnificent filled with wisdom
dripping in golden thoughts, magical mist
flowing through gates carved in marble
crystals adorn, on ground of green, brown
orange sensational emotions, capturing
intuitive clarification among st empires
boldly floating above universal sensational
adventures, administrating vows in terms
of understandable communication.

Remembrance; coated with satisfaction, among
each glance, given in a moment of was, now
and will be.

Cannot comprehend differences than, when
beauty was pronounced in many ways
that no longer exist.

Unimpressed, confused emotional acceptance
unbearable to conditions, having no excuse
for ways unexpected to humans now
living upon planet earth.

How this world of warmth and beauty
could radiate love, if we understood
what unconditional love consists of
without resentment.

So easy to follow hearts warmth
souls guidance, still we walk
in shadows of lost re-ensured truth
of our own making, caring less
camouflaged under restraint
foolishness.



By Derena
© 2018 Derena (All rights reserved)
ConnectHook Apr 2024
I’ll tell you-all a tale of Crazy Joe:
How he and his son did a-hunting go
Bidin’ their time till the prey was killed
And every hunter’s dream fulfilled.

Joe saw a dragon in the sky
And loaded his rifle. By and by,
Big Joe shot that Chinese dragon;
Hitched its head to his harvest wagon,
Used its wings to make a plane
Then flew himself to far Ukraine.
He took our taxes, started wars
Raised the prices and settled scores,
Set up bio-labs, armed the thugs
While his son was busy taking drugs.

Joe had barely finished shootin’
When from the North came an angry Putin.
Big Joe whooped that Russian bear
Skinned its fur to line his chair;
Took its claws to scratch his back
Called the whole mess “a cyber-attack”,
Then Joe resolved his son’s affairs
While stumbling down the White House stairs.

Hard-drivin’ Hunter took up art
And painted over that “election” part.
All Joe’s handlers, North to South,
held their breath when he opened his mouth…
Father and son got plenty of press
Down at their Washington address,
After they painted the Whitehouse black
And laughed when we asked for our country back.
Wiser than Solomon was Joe
At taking in the foreign dough,
And cutting deals to line his pockets
Providing bombs and arms and rockets.
Joe talked tough to Israel
And gave those proud Yehudis hell—
But sold them weapons on the sly
While the world wondered why.

Build back better? Come on, man . . .
A Pentagon puppet for their plan.
Big Joe himself: the tallest tale
Administrating massive fail.
PROMPT 12: write a poem that plays with the idea of a “tall tale.”
American tall tales feature larger-than-life characters…
kevin Apr 17
remover of letters
over years non tender the touching
up and down of littered children
now upon the hiding beneath
beings of beneath your costing rain
little gather, meaning and splatter
our rotting measure
of caskets
yelled at and blamed
your who held us so gentle?
gathering morsel as cains?
hourly sitting calculated scent

this your description in the newspaper?

over the years the challenge that pre harbor house
that administration was administrating lutheran social services
which oversaw the emergency winter shelter for homeless
the cataclysmic collapse to ensure these welfare queens endless access to subsidy is easily tracked in the government as they sub contracted into the federal budget and extracted private censure over the irs debts they hold as a positive bank account and mortgage deed.  this was "earned instead of administering funds and handing over investment in the homeless population.
essentially creating a homless sector economy of neglect with intent

80 east hillcrest community conscience is an origin of policy writing for this demographic of women and men in the united states of america.  the creation of irs investigation allows ways and means to correct the marketing of fraud and mathematically erroneous data tied to psuedo pharmaceutical theory of evolution

This is the intensity of immediate need crying for referendum


Black men can't jump or read the writing need a step dad
Kendrick?
submitted to editors
Harriet Shea Sep 2023
A world magnificent and filled with wisdom
dripping in golden thoughts, magical mist
flowing through gates carved in marble
crystals adorn, the ground green, brown
orange sensational emotions, capturing
intuitive clarification amongst empires
boldly floating above universal sensational
adventures, administrating vows in terms
of understandable communication.

Remembrance; coated with satisfaction, among
each glance, given in a moment of was, now
and will be.

Cannot comprehend differences, when
Beauty was pronounced in many ways
that no longer exist.

Unimpressed, confused emotional acceptance
unbearable to conditions, having no excuse
for ways unexpected to humans now
living upon planet Earth.

How this world of warmth and beauty
could radiate love, if we understood
what unconditional love consists of
without resentment.

So easy to follow heart warmth
souls guidance, still we walk
in shadows of lost re-ensured truth
of our own making, caring less
camouflaged under restraint
foolishness.


©DerenaBree (All rights reserved)
Harriet Shea Feb 2021
A world magnificent filled with wisdom
dripping in golden thoughts, magical mist
flowing through gates carved in marble
crystals adorn, on the ground of green, brown
orange sensational emotions, capturing
intuitive clarification amongst empires
boldly floating above universal sensational
adventures, administrating vows in terms
of understandable communication.

Remembrance; coated with satisfaction, among
each glance, given in a moment of was, now
and will be.

Cannot comprehend differences than, when
beauty was pronounced in many ways
that no longer exist.

Unimpressed, confused emotional acceptance
unbearable to conditions, having no excuse
for ways unexpected to humans now
living upon planet earth.

How this world of warmth and beauty
could radiate love, if we understood
what unconditional love consists of
without resentment.

So easy to follow hearts warmth
souls guidance, still we walk
in shadows of lost re-ensured truth
of our own making, caring less
camouflaged under restraint
foolishness.

Copyright ⓒ DerenaBree( All Rights Reserved)

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