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The Price of a DREAM The Machaira Poetry is You and Me |
Age, I say
is a physical reference
because
The spirit is timeless
and
The mind is infinite
Age is relative to change
because
your ability to change declines
as you become OLDER
with total inability to change being
Death
So the irony of life is
to maintain
the ability to change throughout
aging
because you cannot stop getting older
BUT
you don't have to be old
because after all,
some things do get better
with age
Wouldn't you agree?
Today,
Tomorrow & Yesterday
Storm
We all have something in
common
the sun rose
the sun set
the moon shone
the trees wept
If times change, then time
will tell
when in time, consciousness fell
before the light or after
the dark
before the planets were set apart
before the wind or after the drought
before the beings came about
If times have changed, then
I can't tell
as time ticks third eye sees well
and beings being the way they've been
ignorance soon will bring their end.
Another
Letter to my Friend Andrea
Sean Kerns
December 29, 1989
Dear Andrea,
I decided to type you a letter with my new toy. I wanted to tell you that I think your mother, Janet, is a space creature. One day when you were in school, these space creatures came to Earth, planning world domination. However, they crashed up arrival. They were dying but got the idea that they could live longer in the body of a human. Janet just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was in your room, nosing around, when the space creatures flew by your window. They saw her and said, "Look Bjotia, there is what we've been looking for; a mean Tippy Turtle look-alike. She has a family because she's looking through her daughter's things. In her body, we can take over the planet or at least harass some humans. Wahheeheehahaha!"
So the leader got in your mother's body and Bjotia was SOL(shit
outta luck) and got the cat's body. Unfortunately, Bjotia (in
the cat's body) got hit by a car. Well, the leader is by itself
now. And because its best friend in the entire universe got hit
by a human in a big white car, it is taking its anger out on any
human close by. That happens to be you.
One other thing, the reason the fake Janet does not take its
anger out on your dad is because it has found your dad is a peace
loving man. Also he will attack if provoked. So now you know the
whole story. You know what they say, "Fore warned is fore
armed." The last thing I have to tell you before I start
another letter is the reason I know all of this. I have ESP and
it all came to me one night in a dream. I had just finished eating
Chinese food, and I was thinking about your family, especially
your little brother. By accident I stuck my finger in an electric
outlet (I was supposed to be plugging up my curling iron). I passed
out and that's when I had that dream about your mother. I just
wanted to tell you the truth. Be careful, PLEASE, PLEASE watch
your mouth and keep your temper down. If you need me, just call
or write. I promise to be in touch with you soon. And call me
when you get the chance (or when ________ leaves). I hope this
letter made you laugh. And don't let your mom read this because
she might disintegrate my house or simply get on the phone and
cuss me out.
Your bud,
Sean
P.S. WAHEHEHAHAHA! Wahehehahaha! WAHEHEHAHAHA! Wahehehehaha!
is being negative
as a niger, relatively is
to indulge in this
superlative -
is never going to be
productive
it will only be
subjective
to the level
of knowledge there is
existing -
within our ears.
I dreamed of love
And was given pain;
When all was over,
What had I gained?
I asked for Peace
And was given sorrow;
I was happy for today,
Because, there was no tomorrow
It is a sad thing to realize
Nothing is as it seems;
You hurt for your happiness
Thats the price of a Dream
The
Machaira
Shaina Montgomery
To all humanity, I give
an open invitation to the Machaira.
Harder than a diamond, the two edged sword penetrates the mind
of redeemed victims.
It speaks the will of the Most Ancient.
It bestows his abundant blessings.
Come and experience the warfare of the spiritual soldiers in heavenly
heights.
These Specters clash to defend an ageless kingdom.
On one side are repulsive, bat-winged beasts with sharp horns
and
a gargoyle's stature.
On the other are beautiful warriors endowed with glistening wings.
We too wage in the battle.
(We mortals dwell by the Machaira's blade)
Rhema!
We combat with a proclamation!
Demonic platoons are undermined by explosions!
Logos!
We fight with meditation!
And Nephilic spirits topple into the sweltering abyss.
We wrestle with principalities
set to destroy.
The Machaira overrides the Accuser's ploy.
Concealed, and blind are our eyes to that ethereal world.
But we conquer the unsung with penetrating power of the Sword.
A weapon that will never perish.
Poetry
is You and Me
Lamonte Nichols
What sweet words have I
to say about this great
form of self expression called
P
O
E
T
R
Y
You can write and write
and write until your
words touch the sky
You're allowed to laugh
You're allowed to cry
You can even curse
But, do it in the last verse
Poetry is poetry
It can't be
It just is
We can link our thoughts
together
to form a click
Take your pick
Get together in coffee house
huddles
And step in verbal puddles
Armed with pens, pads and our minds
To create heart touching
Life changing
Reality inspired rhymes
we perfect Erotic stories
And construct social prose
I'm so poetic
That I got poems running out of my nose
Don't doze or sleep on poetry
It's too slick to be defined
Too nice to be kind
And too solid to be changed
Or too mixed up to be rearranged
It can't be it just is
Poetry ain't nobody's biz
It's more like Inspirational
Explorational
Invitational
Motivational
Writing
Poetry is so exciting
Just a brain and pen
Is all it takes for the fun to begin
Once again,
Listen to me
It's so good
Because poetry is you and me