Observational Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry about life, society and the natural world
Harry and Meghan's Happy Holidays Greetings!
By Stanley Collymore
people in the USA have been saying
"Happy Holidays" since then 1860s.
Try looking up the history of the
phrase instead of guessing about it or else asininely literally implementing into it your
own quite stupid, and racist assumptions;
and basically specifically so, because the
technology is essentially clearly evidently
used by Harry and Meghan! What a really
crude bunch of absolute losers, and very
discernibly also literally pathetic morons
you...
people in the USA have been saying
"Happy Holidays" since then 1860s.
Try looking up the history of the
phrase instead of guessing about it or else asininely literally implementing into it your
own quite stupid, and racist assumptions;
and basically specifically so, because the
technology is essentially clearly evidently
used by Harry and Meghan! What a really
crude bunch of absolute losers, and very
discernibly also literally pathetic morons
you...
#happiness
#inspirational
#kindness
#respect
#strength
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Time Encapsuled
100 years ago was 1924...
Macy's had their first parade!
My parents are not born yet.
Coolidge got his second term.
One third of cars they were electric!
All the movies silent screen, but...
they've now made the first TV!
No bikini bathing suits for 20 years!
Just 5 yrs since the pandemic...
2 packs of smokes were just a quarter.
5 years til the great depression.
Some things change. Some never do!
2024 is our present...
kids imagine their new genders...
both my parents are long dead and gone!
Trump...
Macy's had their first parade!
My parents are not born yet.
Coolidge got his second term.
One third of cars they were electric!
All the movies silent screen, but...
they've now made the first TV!
No bikini bathing suits for 20 years!
Just 5 yrs since the pandemic...
2 packs of smokes were just a quarter.
5 years til the great depression.
Some things change. Some never do!
2024 is our present...
kids imagine their new genders...
both my parents are long dead and gone!
Trump...
#historical
#memories
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The Horde
Funny how promises
Are quickly broken
As more lies await
As yet, unspoken
It's all about control
And power
From which one day
Nuclear war may flower
No words are mightier
Than the mightiest of swords
The blood, and ink run dry
As they release their nuclear hordes
by Jemia
Are quickly broken
As more lies await
As yet, unspoken
It's all about control
And power
From which one day
Nuclear war may flower
No words are mightier
Than the mightiest of swords
The blood, and ink run dry
As they release their nuclear hordes
by Jemia
#apocalypse
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords #war
#PowerOfWords #war
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breakfast
breakfast
We have views of the ocean
that today looks as poets, say "sun-kissed"
ok, so it is winter sun
sitting inside looking out, it doesn't matter
our first meal of the day is modest
toasts, cheese, and sliced bananas
I have glanced at the morning papers
on the net, the London -Guardian covers
news, but I care less about some contributors
who are biased towards, Russia and repeats
the same lies about Putin
also against Trump
None of this matters today the view is
of the sea, is marvelous and the TV is...
We have views of the ocean
that today looks as poets, say "sun-kissed"
ok, so it is winter sun
sitting inside looking out, it doesn't matter
our first meal of the day is modest
toasts, cheese, and sliced bananas
I have glanced at the morning papers
on the net, the London -Guardian covers
news, but I care less about some contributors
who are biased towards, Russia and repeats
the same lies about Putin
also against Trump
None of this matters today the view is
of the sea, is marvelous and the TV is...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude #love
#gratitude #love
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Smile! You're In A Box!
Am I a joke to you?
I want to see you smile,
And moan for me.
Lisa Simpson on a sax.
Paid for and taken out back.
At the club tonight.
Haven't been in a while.
Stay with me,
So I can make you smile!
Stop the jokes and moan a little more.
Sex brings the facts,
The whore does the chores.
There's no free country,
Music is just a style.
The rhythm is you.
The riddle is the box.
"A prison for you and me."
Jack and Jill on the sax.
Let me hear you sing!
I'm a creep seeking...
I want to see you smile,
And moan for me.
Lisa Simpson on a sax.
Paid for and taken out back.
At the club tonight.
Haven't been in a while.
Stay with me,
So I can make you smile!
Stop the jokes and moan a little more.
Sex brings the facts,
The whore does the chores.
There's no free country,
Music is just a style.
The rhythm is you.
The riddle is the box.
"A prison for you and me."
Jack and Jill on the sax.
Let me hear you sing!
I'm a creep seeking...
#music
#TruthOfLife
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Lifetime
Life neither remembers nor forgets
It is valueless to itself
It doesn't care about you
Don't you see how easily it leaves the room when you need it during those trying times?
It is valueless to itself
It doesn't care about you
Don't you see how easily it leaves the room when you need it during those trying times?
#LifeStruggles
#morality
#support
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True Colours
One can pacify
One's doubts
To the Point
Of non existence
Believing Face Value
Are the true colours
The consequences of this
Can well be
Psychological phisical pain
Or one can use
Intuition
That holds the leash
Of curiosity
That is straining
To show you
The true colours
That are shinning though
The mask
That you see
One's doubts
To the Point
Of non existence
Believing Face Value
Are the true colours
The consequences of this
Can well be
Psychological phisical pain
Or one can use
Intuition
That holds the leash
Of curiosity
That is straining
To show you
The true colours
That are shinning though
The mask
That you see
#honesty
#TruthOfLife
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Spiritual Warfare
Seduction lives on the wicked side of town
Concrete jungle with snakes lurking around
Street jesters forced to don an empty frown
Corporate hacks make deals on holy ground
Human cattle used as labor for the machine
Until artificial intelligence replaces all people
New opportunities lean toward the obscene
Wealthy beasts service him inside his steeple
New age sycophants bow to a demonic god
He’s evil incarnate in the finest designer suit
Built a kingdom with countless acts of fraud
Spiritual warfare’s a seed still producing...
Concrete jungle with snakes lurking around
Street jesters forced to don an empty frown
Corporate hacks make deals on holy ground
Human cattle used as labor for the machine
Until artificial intelligence replaces all people
New opportunities lean toward the obscene
Wealthy beasts service him inside his steeple
New age sycophants bow to a demonic god
He’s evil incarnate in the finest designer suit
Built a kingdom with countless acts of fraud
Spiritual warfare’s a seed still producing...
#spiritual
#war
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Royal warrants scattered like confetti and rather honestly actually, about as useful really!
By Stanley Collymore
Royal warrants aren't recognized
worldwide as anything literally
significant except in the UK.
So why would anyone, who is not a UK
resident or a monarchical sycophant
be so impressed, by them? Because
someone was literally employed, by
a really laughably, so-caled royal, in
their chosen profession? And, thus,
are more likely really to specifically
financially, support these allegedly
stated monarchs and their familial
kin in situ,...
Royal warrants aren't recognized
worldwide as anything literally
significant except in the UK.
So why would anyone, who is not a UK
resident or a monarchical sycophant
be so impressed, by them? Because
someone was literally employed, by
a really laughably, so-caled royal, in
their chosen profession? And, thus,
are more likely really to specifically
financially, support these allegedly
stated monarchs and their familial
kin in situ,...
#apathy
#dark
#denial
#emptiness
#greed
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Small Scale Swindler
I see your innocent lies.
The inner struggle.
I understand the inner position.
The need for crafty lines.
Eloquent apologies
Dear Father.....
Dear friend....
Sneaky lyrics
Poems
Dm's
It's never enough
Yet you cannot stand it.
But you must hold it
Every scrap, every drop
Holds you up
Steal a smile
A kiss, an hour, a pic,
A drop, a nip.
It's needed, you need it.
To line the bottom of your cup.
To hold you up.
The inner struggle.
I understand the inner position.
The need for crafty lines.
Eloquent apologies
Dear Father.....
Dear friend....
Sneaky lyrics
Poems
Dm's
It's never enough
Yet you cannot stand it.
But you must hold it
Every scrap, every drop
Holds you up
Steal a smile
A kiss, an hour, a pic,
A drop, a nip.
It's needed, you need it.
To line the bottom of your cup.
To hold you up.
#BestFriend
#depression
#father
#forgiveness
#lies
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Somewhere That Fades Away
in the morning at the dawning
of another day
no more dreaming thinking's streaming
comes to go away
in the mystic hedonistic
pleasures of the mind
imagining a realistic
moment out of time
when awaking and forsaking
illusion's sparkling draw
cocreating and then taking
to give more and more
intertwining mind in mind in
invisible embrace
as together we're all finding
that we're spiraling through space
in the morning at the dawning
of another day
once again we've been born in ...
of another day
no more dreaming thinking's streaming
comes to go away
in the mystic hedonistic
pleasures of the mind
imagining a realistic
moment out of time
when awaking and forsaking
illusion's sparkling draw
cocreating and then taking
to give more and more
intertwining mind in mind in
invisible embrace
as together we're all finding
that we're spiraling through space
in the morning at the dawning
of another day
once again we've been born in ...
#dreams
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Echoes From The Waterloo
Uplifting, making sure you hang on as earth, and time continues to shift
Parting the wetlands, in the might of his rod
Getting wet in the rainfalls, twisting in those feel-good pools of desire inclining, ascending yearns
Spiraling out of control
You got to have some of that, and souls weakening in the creation
Falling in rapture, panting to the symphonic cadence
Baptizing within the formation of my soul
Palm to palm, yes marinate your tongue in my galactic dialect ...
Parting the wetlands, in the might of his rod
Getting wet in the rainfalls, twisting in those feel-good pools of desire inclining, ascending yearns
Spiraling out of control
You got to have some of that, and souls weakening in the creation
Falling in rapture, panting to the symphonic cadence
Baptizing within the formation of my soul
Palm to palm, yes marinate your tongue in my galactic dialect ...
#water
#birds
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