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Autumn Equinox 2018
I riff flecked about thee august
Autumn Equinox 2018,
this polymath learned why,
September Equinox
will be at 9:54 PM,
which spoiler alert thy
learned (courtesy Google),
when Or Sun Wells
crosses celestial equator
i.e. (imaginary line in sky
above Earth's Equator
from north to south), a quiet rye
hit moment occurs
Saturday September 22nd, 2018
(at 9:54 PM Eastern
Time) marks onset
of apple cider
and pumpkin pie
a distinct golden jacketed
matted palette well nigh
paints arboreal swath, sans
quiet riot of brilliant
color, that doth belie
rampant terrestrial, unreal,
and venal degradation aye
temporarily turning a (third)
blind eye apathetically, blithely,
and conveniently shunting aside
eyesore fissured gash - wide
cleft wound, where hide
ding away from
global abuse decried
as feeble effort
ignoring doth decide
fate i.e. as does wrecking,
where precious resources espied
snubbing, and thumbing nose
(figuratively) asper dead
serious portentous desperate
(falling on deaf ears) plea chide
dismissively mocking (bird
den some) prophesying,
whence creator cried
alarming, blaring, and clanging
sounding Doomsday Clock,
where ambivalence unheeded
scathing tragic miss guide
did exploitative testament,
where survival of fittest tried
to the max, viz (courtesy
of Homo sapiens)
as Mother Nature dost allied
flora and fauna espied
comprising vibrant biosphere
each betrothed nsync, and guide
ding generic hominids shrugging
(Atlas sized fountain head)
off beholden hide
bound wedded bliss
to the other,
this observer awestruck,
sans whirled, wide webbed biota
adorns terra firmae analogous,
qua expectant wedded bride
named Gaia – resplendent
raiment adorned playfully chide,
when (dark and Stormy Dan
yells) Armageddon
legatee - time ran
out for Homo sapiens meaning...
salvation to late for human
knit tee, cuz field day, sans
grim reaper will
glory in field day
whar cross bones
numb skull pay fealty.
Autumn Equinox 2018,
this polymath learned why,
September Equinox
will be at 9:54 PM,
which spoiler alert thy
learned (courtesy Google),
when Or Sun Wells
crosses celestial equator
i.e. (imaginary line in sky
above Earth's Equator
from north to south), a quiet rye
hit moment occurs
Saturday September 22nd, 2018
(at 9:54 PM Eastern
Time) marks onset
of apple cider
and pumpkin pie
a distinct golden jacketed
matted palette well nigh
paints arboreal swath, sans
quiet riot of brilliant
color, that doth belie
rampant terrestrial, unreal,
and venal degradation aye
temporarily turning a (third)
blind eye apathetically, blithely,
and conveniently shunting aside
eyesore fissured gash - wide
cleft wound, where hide
ding away from
global abuse decried
as feeble effort
ignoring doth decide
fate i.e. as does wrecking,
where precious resources espied
snubbing, and thumbing nose
(figuratively) asper dead
serious portentous desperate
(falling on deaf ears) plea chide
dismissively mocking (bird
den some) prophesying,
whence creator cried
alarming, blaring, and clanging
sounding Doomsday Clock,
where ambivalence unheeded
scathing tragic miss guide
did exploitative testament,
where survival of fittest tried
to the max, viz (courtesy
of Homo sapiens)
as Mother Nature dost allied
flora and fauna espied
comprising vibrant biosphere
each betrothed nsync, and guide
ding generic hominids shrugging
(Atlas sized fountain head)
off beholden hide
bound wedded bliss
to the other,
this observer awestruck,
sans whirled, wide webbed biota
adorns terra firmae analogous,
qua expectant wedded bride
named Gaia – resplendent
raiment adorned playfully chide,
when (dark and Stormy Dan
yells) Armageddon
legatee - time ran
out for Homo sapiens meaning...
salvation to late for human
knit tee, cuz field day, sans
grim reaper will
glory in field day
whar cross bones
numb skull pay fealty.
Published 21st Sep 2018
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21st Sep 2018 5:54pm
Can u say it in simpler terms.
So it leaves no question for misunderstanding. Otherwise I am under the assumption
A misunderstanding is what your goal is.
So it leaves no question for misunderstanding. Otherwise I am under the assumption
A misunderstanding is what your goal is.
21st Sep 2018 11:50pm
my thought process seem to crank out prankish playful persiflage meant tubby interpreted in as many ways as there art reeders.
upon initialing embarking upon some literary endeavor, there tends tubby an attempt to remain fixated on a some what clear cut theme.
after typing what seems like a bajillion years, an Adam family invisible hand (let me call Adam Smith) ineluctably usurps control from yours truly.
fingers of mine skitter across the Macbook Pro keyboard instinctive typing at blazing apple pie (ala mode) speed eventually revealing a totally tubularly unrecognizable end product that does not resemble in least the intended initially iterated general topic.
most times, an awareness prevails to loose extemporaneously whatever odd mints of spontaneous thoughts (analogous to the whim of young girls and boys), who uttered uncensored humorous comments.
please do keep in contact if only to allow me to practice writing (with "flash flood") stream of unconsciousness (brook no conformity), yet...if ye wish for this chap to be absolutely serious let me know at least by the twelfth night, or when hue got much to do about nothing.
upon initialing embarking upon some literary endeavor, there tends tubby an attempt to remain fixated on a some what clear cut theme.
after typing what seems like a bajillion years, an Adam family invisible hand (let me call Adam Smith) ineluctably usurps control from yours truly.
fingers of mine skitter across the Macbook Pro keyboard instinctive typing at blazing apple pie (ala mode) speed eventually revealing a totally tubularly unrecognizable end product that does not resemble in least the intended initially iterated general topic.
most times, an awareness prevails to loose extemporaneously whatever odd mints of spontaneous thoughts (analogous to the whim of young girls and boys), who uttered uncensored humorous comments.
please do keep in contact if only to allow me to practice writing (with "flash flood") stream of unconsciousness (brook no conformity), yet...if ye wish for this chap to be absolutely serious let me know at least by the twelfth night, or when hue got much to do about nothing.
22nd Sep 2018 00:52am
22nd Sep 2018 6:57am
lemme cut to the chase
even emasculation called upon for me trite (to write) in debase
ten, and essentially your succinct comments like binary manna erase
sing all my troubles (albeit temporarily), and...well yar face
would love to see, no doubt thou art attractive with amazing grace.
actually, i did not quite take the spurious dare
to ask...if we could chat over the telephone to hear
your voice, but if no go, then please continue to critique my lear
rick cull, somewhat nonsensical whatsapp pear
immediately, but why follow formalities...there
the impulse query done.
good o'clock
when ever ye may read these words, hoop fully no extreme shock.
even emasculation called upon for me trite (to write) in debase
ten, and essentially your succinct comments like binary manna erase
sing all my troubles (albeit temporarily), and...well yar face
would love to see, no doubt thou art attractive with amazing grace.
actually, i did not quite take the spurious dare
to ask...if we could chat over the telephone to hear
your voice, but if no go, then please continue to critique my lear
rick cull, somewhat nonsensical whatsapp pear
immediately, but why follow formalities...there
the impulse query done.
good o'clock
when ever ye may read these words, hoop fully no extreme shock.
