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Ken Pepiton Jul 18
Who we think we are, if we fail to define our own terminii,
Meum et Tuum, as we are, if we take full consideration

of our pose, relative, to the point of you, on which your
homeostasis hangs by the thread of sense we share
in mindspace dominated by English, no longer,

I can read poetry in Hausa, like a native born earthling,
after Hiroshima and before the peak radiation winds,
in the season of Maris and Mantle, and
The Days of Wine and Roses, and
social influencers promoting actual
bowling leagues,

"Lake Charles Calculators
facing off against Texas City Lo-rollers,"
- in the novel, the summer of '61, unshipped.

when this version of America, as remembered on TV,

shall never before
be gotten but by the free and brave, trusting geology,
can prove we all know
if hell breaks loose,
we all die, but the earth is resilient,

As Kritias recited all he knew
of what the lawgiver said of the reproof
he humbly received as a Sais priestly
admonishment to learn to hold
thoughts secure for disasters
are considerably common

"– all such events are recorded since the old days
and are preserved here in our temples.
Yet your people and
the others are but newly equipped, every time,
with letters and all such arts as civilized cities require
and when,
after the usual interval
of years, like a plague, the flood
from heaven comes sweeping down again
upon your people, it leaves none of you but
the unlettered and uncultured.
So you become as young as ever,
with no knowledge
of all that happened
in old times
in this land or in your own." Plato, Timaeus
_
remember, we once believed in giants,
then we learned of dinosaurs,
then we saw whales cry.

They wept for the loss of the cod.

Then we got the internet of things,
and things developed was to solve

the original division using co-op gnosis,

we see our follies on YouTube, and realize
we have abilities, should we agree, we never

lie, but do know of instances, when unbelieving
worked wonders while lying about waiting
for this exposure
to your final frontal lobe
remyelinating, to offset dementia.

It's a prophylactic tactic peace of mind allows.
I love my assisting indexer.
I can recall what movie I saw at a drive in in 1961, from my phone.
https://archive.org/details/plato0009plat/page/n5/mode/2up
Ken Pepiton Apr 2023
-listen man, I got the internet, in my hand.

There is just too much to think about, So true.
Imagine having all the time in the world to try,
and an ai to sort on my search criteria,
-what would I have loved to know?
outline history, done.
overlay Protestant Bible timeline.
overlay Parthian Empire
etc. BTDT ad infinitum fun item
Ai takes a rough draft life,
and makes all its test phazes open book.

To now. At the speed of that does not matter,
cut to the after the chase,
now, what matters?
Self analysis - eleven more to the now anticipated 1000 to beat the bane of reasonless rhymers, 502, Bad as in broken, blocked, dammed, crammed, done
-got around 989 times since counting began... life lived, enjoyed at the end.
Carlo C Gomez Jun 2021
Dangerman
—a buyer and seller
of mostly himself

Petticoat
—a ***** on the take
and about to slip

Each made promises to the other
but both loved journeys
and valleys
and limericks
and turntables
and spirits
and skirt-raising
and slowdives
and lip-biting
and come-hither
more than their here-and-now vow

Trigger-happy begetter
with an ax to grind
killing captives slowly
with jagged little things
it's the strangest sound
in spite of the plight of
the ringing in his ears
it never fades away

I reckon numbers and lead are arbitrary
to a button man
whose wheels turn circles
mainly in his skull
revolving/rouletting
as infinite go-around

Never mind though, the time must be now
for a show of hands

Motherhood waited in the ship's hold
until the treasure hunt
brought her to this final island
a choice between gold
and the aging ******

The young who suckle at her breast
might one day run mum through
with the sword at Payback
—that unsteady little homestead
where profit and loss
share the same face

Never mind though, the moment must be now
to ring the bell

And raise redemption
like a burning flag of regret
Carlo C Gomez Nov 2020
Earth is in orbit.

I can see it in the window.

From the window of this
Conflict-free
Facility.

A crew of
Four souls

In gravitational symphony.

A crew of
Four colors

Ad rem and
Unsegregated.

The vastness of space
Brought us together.

What's the transmission?

"Why can't the world below
Live like this?"
Andy Chunn Jul 2020
About the time you voiced to me
Above the river, by the tree
Across the bridge we saw the lights
Against the setting moon of night.

Behind my fears and fitful mood
Beside the others chatting rude
Between my silence and vacant  talk
By evening on a summer walk.

Except for fumbled fervent words
For you I wish my feelings heard
From a challenged passive way
In wait my lonely times would lay

Into the words, what could I do
Of nouns and verbs and pronouns too
On days I scout without success
Over terms I should address

Through magic words a pact is made
To phrasing language dues are paid
Toward prepositions, there points a sign
Upon the start  of every  line
Toward the goal I say.
In the need of a loan,
Let’s meet some officers who must not a con.
Mr. Terrier, the senior one,
Always FRISKY and care for none.

The morning routine starts so early.
Trying to look DAPPER with hair curly.
The skin of brown and polished BOOT
I tried to look professional and cute.

The meeting started and Officer looks firm.
Presented us with all the loan term.
The terms we agreed and the agreement signed.
Now the chores are done and an assistant is assigned.

The assistant looks like as young LAD.
Hope he had all the experience and be true to our FACE.
The day went well and now time to sleep.
There must be some dream, waiting long deep.
A requirement of a loan leads to a simple regular encounter explained.
Karijinbba Apr 2020
April 54 - Jan 51
~~~~~
I promise to honor you to love you to never conceal epics of my life no matter how tragicly painful a victim fated to lose loved ones I was.
I promise to share my Joy's passions and all my pain.
~~~~~~~~
Darling beloved King of hearts. Heart of gold twin soul,
in another life if you ask me
to marry you I will say I do!
And I will spill my heart to
say I love you, I am sorry
I will marry you timely
if I must
my dearest precious Beast.

From my virginity I promise to be only yours your first love
your last love
I promise to love, to cherish to join making mad passionate love to you as you and me did
once upon a time
I promise to fill up our world
or heaven with children
that look just like you and me
There will be no hell
no wars no disease no pandemics there will be a paradise
new world imagine
I promise to continue to not be jealous without justified reason
not greedy nor malicious
and to share you rather than
to lose you lover divine
if need be, naturally.

I promise to forgive you
if you hurt me despite amazing creative and passionate romantic venues in each other's arms.
I promise to love you like I was never hurt in this Earth or past lives by you or anyone else.

I promise to forgive you seventy times seventy if you ever cheated on me and fill up rooms with red roses peony and carnations
to make up to heal our hurt
as long as you never abandon me and our kids for another woman
like you did in this lifetime
after we found each other again and again you always
left me behind and another waited for you for money

I promise to tell you if anyone has hurt you very deeply
that you can heal with me
we can have a beautiful huge family to cherish adore
that physically mentally I am attracted to you and wish
to earn your love if necessary.

I promise to place all my good fortunes inheritances in your hands to give you and your family every treasure I possess
so you will never be afraid
that I will abandon you
for any other person.
You will give me your heart
and I will give you mine
to know each others secrets
and hope we won't have to cry.

you will cry knowing my sufferings and I will bitterly weep knowing yours loving me
if we are ever a bit apart
we will find each other timely
and never part.

Before we die of natural causes our children will be
by our bed side
we will watch a video of our happily ever wedding day.
I promise to be burried by your side eternaly to rest by your side our mortal vessels my beloved.

You must promise to keep me
to grab me heart spirit soul body and all when you find me again
darling beloved.
Beg if you must lift me off my feet take me home lay me down in you bed call me wife
best wife best lover best Mom best friend
like you wrote with our prenuptials in this life time.
~~~~~~~
If there is anything you wish to change in our prenuptial
agreement for our next lifetime wedding day
or change anything here
please do so
~~~~~~~~~
By Karijinbba
©Copy Rights apply.
04-02-2920
In memory of Rdd/BBA Jpc /!JPT
1974/75-2006.
Proctor Ehrling Sep 2019
In our mutual agreement of togetherness, I was alone.
I'll just start posting lines I never found a use for, maybe this will be a good home for them.
Emilio Aug 2019
Away; I went off.
Agreed to wait for our love.
I came back, you're gone.
What the fck happened?
Malavika Vipin Dec 2018
One day my mind, which is chaotic tried to recollect the past
Yes, I need to do this....
After a breakup my mind is really worried
And now it has crash landed into the world of words .
How? why I'm like this?
May be this is the reality ;
It is like a splatter film, appalling and dreadful .

How did you turned my world upside down ?
Even a single word of "love " could have defined me
But now not just the whole poem.
The whole world thwarted my efforts
Break up with cruel “****-sapiens” is like a big crambo !

You were ready to make agreements
Put your ***** "cool" signature
On the sheets made with my blood
What happened with all that love letters ?
Now all that has ended up like a scrounging note
A promise that you had never accomplished!

It is too late my dear.....
Even the prayer "sustainable " will never save you.
Now accept the reality ,
From Rio to Paris nothing has changed
But I have changed a lot.....
I have lost almost everything.

I will not protect you anymore
You will repay for all the atrocities
This is not just the curse of your ex,
This is the grudge of being unfortunate
Only because I was in love with you.
Are you still longing for more ?

April twenty second will always be cherished
The day that has been put aside by you for me, isn't it ?
Oops, again I forgot...
The day created in my name for you,
To fill your annual report sheets .
My dear it's time to pay for your sins
Before that I bid you goodbye.

©malavikavipin
Note : April 22 nd Earth day or it can be read as anniversary of the lovers .
Poem can be read simply with the theme of "break up" as well as the grievance of earth towards the human beings.
*Earth is depicted as ex of humanbeings here.
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