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Karijinbba Oct 2020
Respectability boredom
The basis of your
very happy marriage.
Added to it my painful
everlasting suffering.
My heart-ache,
and heart-break.
It all came to it's
inevitable end.

Everyone as everything
comes to a holt the"end."
I roled your deceitful dice back!
You now rip back
what greedy ones have planted
in your ***** garden's door
and my suffering.

This universal law applies
as a balancing Libra scale!
It just never fails for anyone
It's all an ever
pendulum Oscillation.
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By: Karijinbba
Copy Rights apply.
10-2020.
We all rip what we saw
my unprovoked enemies too :
my other torturers Hell
doesn't want you there and Heaven's
doors remain externally closed  
Jose Oscar Haro, Billy Win,
Haralambos Mantalozis
haralobo matasolo matador
human predator poisoner
child torturer biggot
Henry Welonek Henry Robert Welonek Elizabeth Welonek
their team of Charles Manson's advocate s witches voodoo human trafficking haters racist bigoted human predators; Arthur Susan Raitano
Kiriaki mantalozis poisoner jealous medea Elena Olivia your ant and cousin in Athens
Billy Panajotis Basiliki in Calamata
and even you my twin soul Pat J. Cham
aka rdd..Susan Miller Caugh my pain your own now.
As for the many greedy demons in Veracruz predator thieves of all my burried loot by my twin soul hell has got you now
Jeff Albrecht, John Christianson mad son in law from hell weakly pendejos
cowards lacking courage brains heart biggots habitual drug user idiots my hell is now your own.
All who hurt me because I was simply all alone in the world. I never hindered any of you knowingly nor unknowingly not even in self defense! I was simply existing living doing what any righteous protective Mom do best loving caring and surviving all of you satanic blood thirsty morons
two face predators with greedy ******* agendas where malice greed mattered
more to you all
than my life and my children's life.
Now you rip as you planted for I return to you all evil doings and bind them to you
for all eternity in Jesus, Gods name
and it is so...as God tells me so.
revenge is from the lord receive yours,! .
the blood of my dead baby boys and mine as you yook it it's is in your hands
As for the only human ET like myself
who wished me well may you rip the gold
you once burried for me that was such a great pain suffering loss.
As for the love you gave I keep as my own and add it to my heart's wealth bank.
I shine in my own light but I am not all that I won't forgive all the evil doers go to hell all you who wished me evil. The same hell you gave me plus interest is now yours.

To all of you:CHANGE YOUR EVIL WAYS CHANGE: Sterile childless hainas  RELEASE MY FAMILY! WE DONT BELONG TO YOU WE ARENT DOGS NOR CATS GET DOGS TO OWN FOR YOUR OLD worthless old AGE ENTERTAINENENT!! RELEASE MY GRANKIDS YOU FILTHY CRUEL *******.
Cox Sep 2020
Please,
when you’re planting yourself in someone’s heart, make sure that there is enough sun to begin with, before you start.
Isaac Jul 2020
Conceiving anew, Gaia
Waiting for you, Messiah
I have ideas swirling in my mind that I give birth to life
Nurse these creations until they live in my life
Or lives of many these burdens no longer heavy
My babies saving me whenever I slip
My babies keeping me sane during trips
To the night of the dark soul to recover my shattered pieces
Take these fragments to the sea
To inner peace the blending of all my energies
So I can co-create life for my sake because both halves are mine to take
I am the seed and the nourishment
I can create anything without interference
Not one or the other but a combination which is better
The ying and yang both blended together
Inside of me and my soul, I speak
My speech no longer riddled with insecurities
Throat chakra open and my knowledge devoted
To seeing the world change
In Gaia's name
tia Jul 2020
in the palm of her ruined hands
was a single seed

if she grew one flower
spring would be in her sights

but winter pulled her down
together they were miserable

she could not bring change about
and so spring never came around
queenofwands Apr 2020
Deep sobs.
Grief has struck.
The loss of you running down my cheeks.
Clutching my heart
Though it might fall out into my hands.
It bleeds dark red and sadness,
Barely beating.
Cracked in a million pieces.
It feels cold in my outstretched palms.

Little shoots are popping up.
Flowers sprouting from its softness.
You helped me sprinkle those seeds.
You helped me grow.
To blossom.
More colourful than I ever imagined.
Yellows, blues, & oranges.
Wild flowers every which way.
Petals floating to my feet.
I am more beautiful because of you.
William A Poppen Oct 2019
Weathered turf
Fights against the steel
Clean sharp spikes
Penetrating hard packed soil
Struggling to fight off
Dandelions and noxious crabgrass
Growing in greensward despite
A lack of much-needed rain

Renewal begins as
Aeration creates holes
Spaced apart ready to accept
Seed flung across the lawn
By the cranking of a flywheel
Beneath the canvas sack of kernels
Destine to become blades
Of new grown Kentucky bluegrass

Re-seeding, renewal
Essential for lawns
As well as all living beings
Which regenerate
physically, mentally and spiritually
to fight off
Scars and growths
That disfigure and destroy
Reseeded my lawn a couple of weeks ago and it looks like it is off to a good start.
Kay-Rosa Apr 2019
checkerboard flooring, red rose walls
the large caterpillar's snoring, lets count humpty-dumpty's falls

excessively strong tea, smiles that drive the crowds crazy
a snakeskin hat just for me, something in the tea made the world a little wavy

find me that hare, i want a scone
the white roses are still there, i want a jabberwocky of my own

please give me a design, i'll sew it up for you
NO THAT ONE'S MINE, i'll make tea for two

i want to save the world, then again it really doesn't matter
'cause you won't understand a word, i'm mad as a hatter
Bus Poet Stop Apr 2019
spring planting, spring harvesting, spring garlic

One of the great joys of having a job in agriculture
is to think days, weeks, even months ahead,
One of the great joys of having a job in poetry,
like a fireman,  a patient planter of love,
you wait to be called,
then becoming by being,
part of an all consuming burning

come spring, take advantage of the cool, wet weather of spring
to put in multiple crops of peas and lettuce, also a great time
to get your perennial vegetables,
like asparagus and rhubarb, started

the planting cycle is not an either/or,
come harvest thy labored fruits,
nine crops to harvest come March,
kale, pick leaves as needed,
leeks, best left in the ground
and harvested as needed,
parsnips, purple sprouting broccoli,
rhubarb, spring cabbage, spring cauliflower,
and of course, my personal fav,
Spring Garlic

Garlic, like like love, is generally planted in the fall,
before the frost and harvested the following late summer.
But from March to May,
once the ground has truly thawed,
the young lover plants, spring garlic or green garlic,
can be harvested.

it’s a long bus ride to Western Canada
where the garlic spring has come,
ain’t complaining lots of time to write foolishness
and plant a few good bus poems in northern ontario
and even michigan,
the window slides, and the seeds scattered,
but at every bus poet stop,
those that need it,
planted many inches deep


April 2 naught how I wish I was nineteen again
Keiya Tasire Apr 2019
The snow has melted!
We are busy planting seeds
In our garden of Life.
The gardens we work in have much more than just dirt in them.
This morning I spent time planting seeds of love in other's hearts.
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