Entries for August, 2004

[ August 3rd, 2004 ]


The Enemy of the Artist



Verse 1

The Imitator
Copycat
The copier, quack doctor
The floss
Fructose

The Pretender
Trying hard
The claiming false actor
The Emboss
Glucose

The Artist not
Second grade
Know less, not nothing, no more
The bogus
Sucrose

The Artist
Nothing
His fellow artist
The famous
Lactose.



Verse 2

The Imitator
Copycat
The Pretender
Trying hard
The Artist not
Second grade
The Artist
Nothing
The copier, quack doctor
The claiming false actor
Know less, not nothing, no more
His fellow artist questor
The floss
Fructose
The emboss
Glucose
The bogus
Sucrose
The famous
Lactose.


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[ August 5th, 2004 ]


He



He is tall
He is bald
And looks not bad

He is thin
Complexion fair, less hair
But he is unfair

His proudness
Bursting out with harshness
His school friends
Flock like birds

Their nests
Inside chairs
Outside wood

Their friends
With furry hairs
Heavily brood

He is part of it
Who knows him?
I am sorry

His vision falls on pit
I do not like him
He is not worthy

Feeling high inclined
Like his height
Glimmering to weird girls
Parasite to plants when it curls and twirls

His eyebrows elevate
Upper than his head
His eyes delicate
I want that he grows beard

So that his impressiveness
Will decrease
I order: Change your trend!
May he read these
So that he can open new gates for new friends.


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[ August 9th, 2004 ]


Thank You



Drifted in the waves
Swirling through tornadoes
Electrified by lightning
Burned by volcanoes

From these intrusions
God breaks the curse
Stars in constellations
Galaxy in purse

I thanked you God
In your arms I know
I am secured and had
A good life I owe.


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Lofty Night Prize



Profound
A little
Prepared?
More little
Practiced?
So little
Purport
Very little

The night before
Disk was inserted
Delighted furor
Frequently fermented
From fifteenth track
Note was noted

Next day came
Security secured
Never the same
Repeating chord
Forth and back
Time timely owned

Force was given
Rest after
Study even
Pull much upper
Until gotten

Stop and shutdown
Pour some water
Crunch and frown
Get naked for shower
Wet was ground
Closer to finish and cover

Iron the clothes
Set the wheel
Fore for horde
Dress to dwell
Pants on folds
Reel on whirl

Dress how classy
Uncover my cover
Go hurry
Put on underwear
Quickly so weary
Left for five I swear

Wait for ride
It was rainy
Them I find
After waiting patiently
Sit and bind
Shoes untied and fly busy

It was evening
We came in
The setting, Pier 16
Passport suggesting
Name on listing
Now signing-in

Start nocturnal
Food with gusto
Played instrumental
For them and you
At ten ending
Before going
Night prizes been given
Lofty antonym
On winners give smiles
Finishing
Adjourn and adieu.


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[ August 11th, 2004 ]


Snorthan at Trione (Part1)



It was a moonlit night
The wind was calm
The stars shine
The forest lines
Do not curve
In straight columns and rows

The tress aligned
Tallness of each
Greatly differs
When compared
To a man's height
Straight it grows

The land was overly ruled
With the trees called Trione
The width largely covers
More then a mile
On flat ground soil
No water falls

An anonymous man
Living in some corner
His house not so small
Warms through a good fire
His name was Snorthan
Time to sleep, the clock shows

The calm wind falls down
It was very peaceful
The moon becomes full
Whiter its color
Brighter its brightness
The clouds passing, glows

He could a hear a wave
It was fast and passed through his
Roof above it shakes
The ground mildly shakes
Went out to investigate
He was curious

It seems that outside
There were racing
That when his house was reached
The strong waves he feels
He was disturbed
It was mysterious

It was evening
Man shall now be sleeping
And it is encouraged
For during night when peace comes
The trees' leaves in current
Of the angry wind starting heavily on whispers and blows

The branches sways
The wind went stronger
He went inside
And on his bed, lie
When again, a fast wave passed by
It was dubious, he knows

So outside immediately he ran
After hearing the sound
And look up the sky
Under the leaves of trees
He saw a man riding a unicorn
And another, it was furious

It was quick
Racing in this evening
One was trying
To escape as if
The other chases him
And he was running away, for what cause?

They were flying above
Fast and he tries
Keeping his self far away
From the other he
Back and forth and on circles

He was watching
Over his roof
And climbs on
One of the tree
Where he has made a small house
For a look-up tower purpose

He was near to him
But he cannot reach him
So he thought a way
While he was flying away
He hid on over a tree
He stopped to look around, small light he fuses

When he bashed hard on him
He fell down
His unicorn flies away
And the one who bashed him
Laugh loud like a devil
On the land it echoes

He see what had happened
He flies away
He traced the way
Where he fell down
He wanted to help
He climbed down, fast he goes

He can be a hero
Trying to save a life
Even he is unknown to him
Still he needs to be saved
Life is precious
Even if anonymous

A living creature
As he is living
Still be anonymous
Yet, is pompous
And righteous
So he deserves not worst.


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[ August 25th, 2004 ]


Do Not Accept if Seal is Broken



She explodes through a simple ignition
Eyes on fire
She whistles to the point of boiling
Bounces forward and backward
Bloing! Bloing! Bloing!
From left to right
Below, above
My silent gnash
Appears invisible
But it appears
How?
Notice it when
I am weak
When I am angry
Expires my energy
To the lowest temperature
While her thermometer
Very high
And I am cold
Oops, wait
If you mind it green
It isn't
I hate her
Seal like broken
Why then accept?
She must be then
Not to be accepted
Must be unfairly treated
Like she treats me.


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Her Jennai



Her Jennai
She is a annoying
Why she is?
She’s frustrating and confusing
I say words
She nods wind
Wasting my chords
She refuses her ears to lend
Few and swift sentences
Slow and deaf
Fly away
No one’s here
Is she there still?
Look up at sky
Face away
She’s there!
But missing?!
She’s not the only one
But many of them
They’re deaf
They need some cure
And medicine.


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[ August 26th, 2004 ]


J. Napone



I do not hate my teacher, promise.



The Negative semi-positive

She stands straight
Red petals forming on her check
Her circle head
Hair black and long
Shout like a gong
Making ears deaf

Dress absorbing
Colors of the same
Each day matching
Smile every day entering
Rooms of her fame
Our class insane

Just like Dori
Short-term memory
Losing after every
Them perceives she
Brilliant are they
How she perceives me?

As if I am trying
But really is I
Can't she see?
I keep on proving
Her vision so poor
And so is hearing

On silenced words
Her ears expanding
My louder voice
Hears wrong and hunting
Those wider ears
Low volume, she is receiving

Unfair she is
I am expecting
That she will be
Good in teaching
But I see
Not effective as what they see

Can't she determine?
She needs therapy
And hearing healing
Leaping remedy
So she can see me
I am improving

But perceives me low
Compared to the dim them
My fellows saying
Giving much higher
Grade and rating
To the undeserving

I am not saying
I deserve
Got eight over thirty
Low makes me thirsty
Why He twenty?
Could not hear him, I am sitting away

I cannot believe
My volume louder
Because of its loudness
I got grade lower
Her eyes unfairly twinkling
My moon must magnify moaning maybe much mightier

Miss Napone
Never zero sugar
And neither hundred salt
But always tasteless
When she gives
The number I am not expecting

Napone noted nonchalantly noble nobody
Needs narcotic, not nicotine.


The Positive semi-negative

Does she glitter or glisten?
Gold fish the name stating
Polished shoddy to somebody
Shivering up righted
Spirally inverted
Straightened and corrected

Annotate the obsolete
Fancy but cranky
Ferret faults, she must
Pour grenades to a cruet
And explodes just inside
Cause there is an outer lid

Not fetid
Overly concentrated
Appropriate syrup
Comes sweet
Purified by sieve
Shimmering, tentative

Accepts faults
Adversity diversity
Allure aloft
Shares the lone possession
Before accepting the throne
Pitiful to scorpions

Charcoal or asbestos?
Makes true warm
Effuse diffusion
Learn to hearken
Someone is demanding
Idyll class hours, water sparkling

Ignore the ignorant
Make infinite the finite
Nutritious humus
Mold minds the omnivores
Profess profession
Promise to pick without collision

Excuse exasperate
Gallop without kicking
Be luminous
Master mixing drums
Do not be deaf to decry
Fake and false teeth's qualify

Be kind to reptiles
Depose the denture
Spit it out
Be kind to be criticized
Mistakes may pulverize
Puff, do not pop, wind will slice

Believe me
Silence is not a killer
Comes unexpected
Balances imbalance
Because I see you need equilibrium
So to capture the image perfectly of a mushroom

I ca not see fairness
How you give me the level?
In grief to those not yet registered
Because of scores in paper sheet
The ones with high total
Comes grades not balanced automatic

Paper with oral is different
If that is parallel to the speaker
It must not mean the same
Why be pitiful?
If I was scored lower
The speaker in little whispers
Must be then given their scores also unfair.


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