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Once I was an orphan
Now I see Mom in
Each tree I sit under
Or on, climbing to
See from higher
Perspectives than
Only one set of eyes
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3147586/poisonwood/
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!!!Happy MOM Day!!!
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MoMoM
Sometimes
I feel
Like
I can
Fly
.....
Then
I stop
And
I smell
The roses
Never
Forget
The
Roses
They pretty
so msany
colros
si
i
thi
thix go
Na really
ligthen things

__
Algernon
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Adah Price
Thanks
For all the
Flowers
Ken Pepiton Aug 30
iS THIS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN MEN WATCH TV 18 HOURS A DAY

ah, me, I am living this useless way

unless
someday you are sad and read
what we formed here from ignored

floaters in the flow of things

and some think I said we made a thing, you got
a little think
wink,
I am connected but my hands are some other minds
or minded

some series of letters are contests
which hand can get the point of being used this way

intime

exit strat-edgies begin to shape decisions, cut-offs,
loose threads, inkling
streams
leaking into the eitheroreal sidereal dust twixt us
and that band of stars we call
milky, Plato called
γάλα, say ga-la, see

the galaxias spir-al-ish spinner of spinners,

we spin within the wake of the matter spinning around us,

grave gravitus maximus

after actualizing self
we
form

we perceive
we receive, then be
deceived by from for
losing
grip
on sense, crazy as hell, the actual idea.

time related to duration is not constant,
sorry. C squared makes no
real sense,

a little think, a wink and a smile.

Some mind left graffiti:
It's all Greek

translated into  Es gibt mir Spanische

A dialog: Come, Let us confound...

habah ner adah
sam
habah ner adah
sam wana ba lah, lah, lah (Gen.3:7)

Sung sing song children sung haunting us
soldiers marching, as to war,

mine eyes (i lie)
have seen the glory (i lie)
of the cominging of the boss,
the protector of our kibble, by which

man does not live alone.

isolated self-actualized Masloafian men,
wombed or un

no lies appear true in actual here, after
individuated integration

the eight great fortunes exist to balance

the hermit isolating zeitgeistical anguish

and grinning
at the aspect of serious perspicacity

clearness of vision, abundance of light fractalling details
into all the significance
available
globally. as it were,
wireless fields of fractional banked capital ideologics
and podiums
for standing stones of a hundred tonne
weigh nothing, when we whistled,
while we worked,
we and
these ideas built Machu Pichu, don'chu fo ***.
It
weigh one pi-plancksec, and we imagine that
to be
your part in all of this. What it means to you it means,
if you believe,
i.e. let be

within the game you play

beyond the window you spectate through

we, the people who hold certain truths, not sacred
and undeniable, but

self-evident. Hold that thought,
Get the idea,
evident,

seen? Self seen? We, the people hold such truths
as being very complicated.
A.I. Art Intelligence, saved us.

Creative words are eternal. Times are the opposite.
Balance factors at the one in eight billion ratio are immense.

Keep calm and carry on.
The Blitz was gotten thru with phrases intended to calm hearts and minds, not win 'em.

— The End —