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Frozen Turkeys

The food bank's volunteers have packed the boxes, their cheeks red, their breath frosty, blessed Yuletide is here. It's a sunny and crisp Saturday, a long serpentine stretch of vehicles. As America gasps, she's saddened to see the hunger lines. Our mighty country cannot bear to hear the rumbling of her children's stomachs, her harvest of wheat and corn was reaped, how could this be? Arriving just in time ~ the Christmas bonus of frozen turkeys! The goodness of the abiding Lord multiplied the yield, the prayers of His people answered. The humiliation of the tearful parents were overcome. A bo

Liberty

The liberation of sexuality is a fearful thing for me.
Allowing others into that realm so sacred, that i truly cherish.
Also 
The undignified lust,
Abrassive love,
Primal force of thrusting
Grunts,
Screams,
Breaths held,
"Breathe into your muscles",
Shut up that's not sexy,
Let me do my thing,
Let you do your thing,
Grasping hard,
Pulling soft
Frantically trying to re-reach each other,
Synchronising in movement,
Dying in ecstacy,
Cock in Cunt,
Falling to sleep in those holy walls,
Kissing them softly,

Pillars

Pillars erupt
from foundations of us
Building the temple
Sheltering love
But rain pours
And fire starts
some stay standing 
others corrupt 

My pillars are broken
     The roof
               Has caved
           Babylon falls
                      I stare into space
Chain me to lime
         and use
      myself
       to hold it up

A Talk with Liu

A Talk with Liu

 
Bai Juyi (772 – 846)
 
 
The fresh rice wine is fragrant, bubbling green,
A fire beneath my small red pot of clay.
Now night has come, the sky is filled with snow—
So, would you have a cup with me and stay?
 
 

I relished being hungry for Thanksgiving pop slop gloppy grub

whereby the missus didst potchke
created whirling dervish hubbub
after enjoying repast,
(fit for a tarnished king),
yours truly able, eager, and ready
to soak my ego freezing carcass in a hot tub.

Hmm... on second thought
lemme apprise others
on the verge against starving themselves,
(nor exposing their lovely bones
to a$$ biting temperatures)
rather I beg, enjoin, invoke...
potential dying skeletal selves
amidst anorexic club
(about fifty years ago yours truly
evinced existence as hunger artist)

For Joe Biden

Joe, how come if you don′t mind?
We Have Created Poetry For You
Like Pared Eyes, and Other Pieces
How Do You Want To Be Remembered
After You Die?
Please, Read, And Listen

You Can Be Admired
This Is What Poem Is About
It is on LinkedIn
On Chitalnya Though
There Is Another Piece

It Is Important To See This
And Let Me Know
Otherwise, You Will Be Charged
(Sanctions May Be The Method)

Is That What You Want?
You Gave A Good example
Why Not?

Putting Your Surprise
Delicately Aside
This Is An Orthodox Approach

Autumn Song

Autumn Song

 
Liu Yuxi (772 – 842)
 
 
Since ancient times we’ve felt the autumn’s silent solitude
And yet for me the autumn sun outshines a springtime dawn;
In clear blue skies, a row of cranes between the clouds above—
At ease I’m pleased with poetry until the night is drawn.
 
 
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