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Trumpets' fanfare, riding, riding
'Neath the Blue and Red,
Gallopped Marshal Jimmy Donald
While the Tunak fled.

Marshal Jim rode off the valley
Down to Tunak-land;
Rounding off the sub-bots and
The Kumars' brutal hand.

Raise the standard, sons of iron!
Charge, ye horsemen brave!
Soar, ye warplanes, into battle,
We've got lives to save!

Marshal Jimmy, our commander,
You direct the way!
Through the dim and crooked darkness
To a bright new day.
Dania Oct 2019
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What if everything wasn't the way it was?
Have you ever posed a sentence with a question?
Unperfected.
Just looking for answers.
How to refine the question -
Or find the answer.
We panic at the thought of thoughts,
Of questions.
But should we find answers?
What if we don't have them?
Be kind to those who share.
Anksy Oct 2019
Paper, it even sounds cool
Remember Paper Mache at school
Paper is a versatile beast
Paper can be folded and creased

Paper can hold your chips and cod
Paper holds the words of your god
Litmus paper turns a different hue
Paper you use when in the loo

Newspaper to get all your lies
Paper comes in many a disguise
Paper anniversary first year gone
Blank paper ready to write on

Sand paper’s rough but smooths things out
Paper cuts, paper tickets from a tout
Paperless office never to be
Remember paper comes from a tree

Rice paper, sugar paper, paper that’s embossed
Printer paper, blotting paper will absorb the cost
Carbon paper, gold leaf paper, cotton papers too
Origami, baking paper just to name a few

Paper for your love letters, notes to her indoors
Old discarded wallpaper to line your chest of drawers
Paper table cloth and napkins, paper plates and cups
Paper when your computer fails you, just for your back ups

Paper planes, Christmas decs, sticky labels to remind
Envelopes and stamps, paper roller blinds
Wrapping paper for presents, to make someone’s day
Fivers, tens and fifties, to help you pay your way

Paper mills keep turning, magazines and books
Paper muffin cups for bakers and for cooks
Paper bags to shop with, bunting to celebrate
Fancy tissue paper, paper to laminate

Paper for all of mankind, paper pocket diaries
Paper trails and shredders, papers for your enquiries
Paper in the wastepaper bin, paper piles so high
There’s nothing like a piece of paper 1,2 or 3 ply
J Fisher Oct 2019
Bursting,
Caged,
Against flesh and bone,
Enveloping you.
It is good to be alone
Alone is a healthy thing
You learn to enjoy your own company
We must be alone with ourselves
Let's meet ourselves shall we
Until a person can be content
In their own company
That person will always be looking
For love and approval
From other people
Take it from me
I've learned to be alone
I've become used to it
Alone can ache your bones
When your friends and family won't
Call or answer the phone
My advice to those who feel alone
Do things you enjoy
Don't chase people who dont care
Spend time with animals
I will be your friend
I am here
People have problems
They cannot be there always
But someone who cares
Will make you a priority
I am worth being treated first class
I'm not a second choice
Take me or leave me
I love me
God loves me
I choose gratitude
For I do have a few friends
I have a small family
We are not a perfect bunch
On the contrary no one is
So I choose to see the best in people I love people anyway
For that is how I was raised and taught
Being thoughtful and considerate
Pushes trouble away and keeps Mans face from the rubble
Written by Danielle Elizabeth Summers
Nat Lipstadt Jul 2019
all my poems are unique general principles

~for Helene Mendelsohn~

“A general principle never comes to life in my mind except by exhibiting itself in various special forms and in
crowds of instances for each form":  
R.G. Collingwood

each a construct - an arch-i-texture,
each a crowd of a single instance
special forum, a dialogue differentiation,
a conjugate particle,
forming up, in marching order,
a singular troop, a base case singular,
a soldier especially demanding,
“Of Me, Write, Write”

for within my insight,
a one-off sighting,
one glinting wave reflecting,
its one millisecond exactitude of existence,
reforming unseemly, a new but not!

a seemingly similar shifted shape,
but no wave is a precision repetition,
perhaps a passing familiarity
of its precedents, antecedents,
at best

an instance borrowed and paid back
to the generosity of time
for a fully developed statement of a
general principle,
even a primary secondary textual emendation,
requires a unique naming definition

being born and dead dying while you are blinking,
does not understate absolute value,
a principle exists to give absolution,
so the moments resets,
perpetually,
but its own resolution is n’err forgotten

do you see the crowd of inferences
herein contained?

the principal unique,
poem plucked from passing sun ray,
a tickling hair of a brazen breeze,
one wave, one wave reconstituting a
millennium of preceding lives,
deriving its abbreviated genealogy
of droplets of prior principles
forever reinterpreted

so I gave you back
words you knew
but in a new combination
establishing this poem,
its constituents,
as a unique general principle

there is a prior poem, new, unique
in everything
7/21/19 10:00 am S.I.
Brandon Conway Apr 2019
Gaze upon the hidden
an impossibility
light is forbidden
in this distorted intangibility

But we see
finally
we see
general relativity
Tuan Do Mar 2019
Dressed in steel,
Spear in hand,
The general conquers in four directions.

Dressed in law,
Brush in hand,
The minister governs all ranks of men.

Dressed in Gold,
Wine in hand,
The Emperor watches as his empire grow.
Ah, but is this not the way of the world.
Jose Gonzalez Feb 2019
Before you read or listen, find a quiet place, turn of the lights if at night. Get as comfortable as possible as you set a mood to relax, find calm, and be in a state of silence. Please do so first, then count slowly backwards from 10 to 1 with each number bringing your mind to be open and receptive to thoughts. Pause at this point, repeat the counting, till you are ready to continue on.


Let us begin shall we? Think of this as a brief exercise in bringing forth energies. To manifest things as you listen or read. The power that can and does happen.

   Tune into the sound of silence. When nothing but the occasional small sound is heard. try to sense and make out all the sounds you hear. where they are coming from in the house and room. You don't need to identify them, just think of where they are. In your mind do this for about 30 seconds. Now listen to the way you can hear the thump of blood pumping through your veins, drumming softly in your ears. The way it pumps from the heart to the entire body. Hear it moving throughout and how it feels in your body. Are you hearing it? Now move to the feeling of air passing in and out of your body effortlessly, as your chest rises and falls. The coolness of it as you breath in your nose and slowly exhale from your mouth. So calming, relaxing more and more. Now for you to think of the quiet time at home right now, in the dark, alone, and  to yourself.
  It's just a relaxing moment to just, well just be. Stillness fills everything, your body sinking comfortably, weightless as if floating on water. A moment that seems to fade into something else as you drift away into it.
    Ooh, what was that sudden shiver through your body? Did you just feel that? Where did that come from like that? Okay, probably nothing, maybe you should just get back to relaxing, reading this some more. Try to enjoy the silence again without worries, without stress, and not think of anything. Forget the sensations you ha, and again find your calm, except for that shiver that just is happening.   
   What's with the shivers all of a sudden again? Do you have anything that is open or cause a draft from anywhere? If not can mentally figure why this is happening? It's making relaxation a bit more difficult to do isn't it? It's seemingly stranger than usual in the air from it is isn't it? Maybe feeling heavier somehow? Are you noticing how alert your senses seem to be getting? Is it just you, or your imagination going? Maybe you should glance around the room to see if something is causing it to feel a bit chilled. To take a better look to make sense of something else in the room.
   Why does it seem every little sound now seems odd to you? Familiar but out of place in some way, now with heightening senses you are experiencing. The shivering is just increasing more and more with the new sounds, agitating you as to why it's happening. That slow thumping of blood in the ear is growing louder and louder, having you to concentrate on those other sounds alot more intently. Your chest is rising and sinking faster, that sense of dread haunting in the back of your mind is mounting.
   The silence should hold a different feel about it now. The air is chilled for sure, but not a crisp chill. more of an unnatural one. It's feeling heavier by the seconds, pressing in all around from everywhere. Why is this coming on like this do you think? Why are you suddenly listening to every little noise? What the heck is with the house? You should question yourself these things indeed.
   Alright this is becoming a bit much isn't it? Trying to just get through what was written here now with it all. All there was to be done was relax, maybe read this, feel at ease.  Oh how the room is feeling like it's starting to be crowded, overwhelming, smothering to be in. Something pacing, and waiting, lurking all about and near for you to be off guard, but can't see a thing there with you. The hairs are starting to stand up and no reason why they should. Anxiety is building and building, but what for? Calm, calm! You have to calm and gain composure. Just finish reading this, chill, stop and shake it off as no one should be there with you at all.
   All the chills running on your body! You really should try to get up! try to get warm, find why the chills are growing and growing! Shake this off, you can do it! Or maybe the shivering is getting out of hand! The back of your neck is just getting tingles and raising the hairs!? Your heart is beating way too much and every breathe more labored to be comfortable with! Have to breathe! Settle it down, breathe in, one, two three, then out, slowly, one, two, three. Is it even really helping?  What's with all the constant little f'n sounds from nowhere and everywhere? What is wrong the room already? from just outside the room!? Tell yourself Get up! Get up! Get up! You should stop reading, listening  here, answer your need to leave the room!!
   Do you find you can't stop looking around either can you!? Why is it so thick in the air? You gotta get the out right now! Stop this here, as something isn't right! Something is there with you, and you SHOULD go! Is it this? Is it really conjuring something as you read or hear!? Is it possible that all the while,  this had been charged in bringing something into your calm space!? Should you question, WHAT IS HAPPENING!??? Can you sense it now!? Hovering over you on the ceiling, behind you, in a dark shadowy place not wanting to see what is really there, or see something moving from the corner of your eye!? If you only knew from the noises, the feelings, what you have been reading or heard all along! To know if everything that's been said is able, like an incantation to bring forth something and you unwittingly have it there with you! Now the time for it has come, IT IS HERE......
   Silence! It's all suddenly gone, Nothing. The quiet from before has come back as if none of this happened. As if the Anxiety was for nothing and seems to be leaving, the shivers slowly alleviating. The loud drumming sound of blood pumping in your ears still thumping, but ever so slowly dissipating. The air is lightening a little and not as thick, making breathing a bit easier. It's was all too strange to make any sense of it. Aa renewed feeling o calm and tranquility washing over a bit.  To think this could of brought on something to you, right? Except the tingling and raised hairs that aren't going away fully....
   The static charge that is spiking again right NOW! From the back all the way up the spine and to the arms! Making your feet like pins and needles, squirming and inside your gut! IT'S RIGHT HERE! Then comes the sudden loud BANG from out of nowhere behind!!   as you jump and turn, to hear and feel the hot breath in your ear say "It's me"! and to see the image of a large black shadow that rushes you from within the room!
  
That is what is in the silence. That just may very well be in it. That is what is conjured from this as you listened or heard, waiting for the stillness of your mind so it can show itself to you!
~JGJr~
Feb/3/2019
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