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A Tractor Beam

2012-01-12T15:32:00.000-07:00

A Tractor Beam

A Tractor Beam
The Sky is Smiling
A tractor beam is an old headlight only one was on the tractor the seat was only just a lumpy bump and they plowed the earth both day and night to plant them taters and lettuces cabbage leaf alone all alone the farmer in the dell worked his bones. The tractor beam in a space craft still defies some small explanations now you saw the thing in Color on some old television showed them red or green or blue they sort of reached out of the screen and grabbed you getting your attention or attracting you. Attractor Beams. They worked on gravity. Or eye suppose we have to say they worked against Gravity pulling large craft away from Orbit and into Hanger where they could be boarded up. Usually a tractor beam could be thwarted by inertia. Or stopped entirely by smart Aliens. A tractor beam pulls large heavy objections out of spaces meant to eat food. A tractor beam causes accidents on the freeway when they rise over those hills billy they shine like war craft now. Attractor beams at girl and she beams back he falls and she retrieves. The tinkle of a bell. The tinkle of a bell sounds like a ding a ling a ling an asian thing a surface to air bell tinkle sound is like unto a tractor beaming loud eye bet you were wondering if eye could pull this off NOPE its stuck like A Tractor Beam

SpELLING INfinity

2011-12-27T14:11:00.000-07:00

SpELLING INfinity

SpELLING INfinity
(666) (the powers that belong to satan) (the manufacturers) (mammom) anyone or someone decided we all have this marvelous web of intergnet it seems to be infinity but we will sell it to you four gigabytes is all you can have for a monthly Princely SIR charge its more like rent on your phone you see you begin to see who is in charge your phone the battery will only last four hours you must soon get a new one phone and or battery but you will never own anything you will ever possess with money it is mine says the devil of time the limits of a finite mind plus cost and earnings times the number of recipients and no you will not have unlimited use of anything no one can do me twenty four seven but perhaps some Queens and Transvestights in the living Quarters plugged into each other in sight of one another an idiot went to the free computor use desk he told the librarian he had two pin numbers and neither one of them was working now OH Boy you could have heard the pin number drop the power chord will chime do you have windows where you live home computor use is up they love me in the bed they look for ways to keep awake and stay online instead of snoring on the bedpost and chewing crackers under pillows lost in the wilderness other people are rude they insist on bothering others when there is simply no reason they are lazy they wont look around for a good place to be alone they think a person online wishes for company halt when the signal drops off for two hours it is painfully aware and hurts the lagg monster rules and no one plays games or completes work until the web itself decides to work a holistic image of a dragging senior is in line to be beheaded hope its eye step aside to let the fagg walk bye with phone attache his hand waving before him like some EgYptian Giddy he did not talk he saves it for his message return to sender he would have steppe on me like some primordial bugg while he searches his redial for the new messages he is the epitome of rude the very child of satan carrying the eternal flame of hell the 666 before him SpELLING INfinity

three

2011-12-21T14:32:00.000-07:00

three

three

one is the beginning of time was the garden of eden adam and his eve they cleaned the place of vegetation they swept the planet clean

two is the middle earth

pollution is the key to a deviles kingdom the earth is almost null and void the use of this place is given to the noise of the creation of the consumable goods the price of using trees for books and the aweful certainty that GOD himself must be getting angry at the overuse of the plastic trash on the earth today is made of mice and men leaving trash

three is the title of this piece of bargain basement laminated in the newly painted bird cages of the mostly rich and famous aces reading is the key to writing poetry

one two three one two three one two three still makes sense to me

three

antitheory

2011-12-09T14:01:00.000-07:00

antitheory

antitheory
a penny for your thoughts
money rules this world the people think of nothing less they spill the beans must come from solyant green and brown the very idea that a man could come from being homeless to a millionaire or even a small business in the industry when eye feel eye will never work for pay the students coming out of school get all the smart jobs seem to be gone the way of misery is mine no job no check no prop under my feet is only the sidewalk now eye lay in poverty my homeless shelter edges of a roof iff no one sees me furtively edging into spaces meant for stepping past the sticks and stones omg no one should live this way at all but why eye feel the need to work so hard when all eye need to do is hide my bones beneath the cold cold soil and stop the day to day struggle of existance. Let me tell you it is this certain struggle for food and dry clothing that makes a man what he is it gives me strength that money cannot buy for me the life that eye have chosen seems so harsh until you think of poverty of rich the loss of love the loss of life that comes from worshipping a lessor god just numbers in a book they equal power for some people just add more to swollen bank accountants adding ledgers to existing dollars charging more for services already over extended. Today my heart is full of ewe and friend's who love me too my feet are dry my belly full of food my clothing adequate for a mild winter the first for me in several years of snow pushing the limits of my luck each day brings to me my own crazy satisfaction dropping some names to illustrate my happiness do you think e e cummings his works brought to the public in the form of new york plays do you think it made him happy to be homeless his work his poems his style of keeping rustic crude religion showing in his writings from his golden heart his poetry ruling him in love worth more then many ducats of gold the silver dross when asked to preform on television Jack Kerouac grabbed his tome and read from his book what he had written there in poetry do you not see yet how homeless he once was and yet the poem was his everything to be. Stop feeling sorry for this homeless poet and start reading more of what eye have there written in the vast crinkles of the paper of the web while eye can get online to make this POEM this POET is undone still happy just to thrive alive outside the dead poetry of love one ounce of poem words outweigh all the gold of time

Ruby Red Slippers

2011-11-14T10:34:00.000-07:00

Ruby Red Slippers

Ruby Red Slippers
Thoughts of the Yellow Brick Road
CharlaX
the house was spinning spinning like a whirling house
it looked like a farm house with old wooden slats painted whitewash
it fell from the sky the tornado let it go and it fell and it fell from the sky onto the yellow brick roadside
it landed on the bad witch not the bad witch it was her cousin from the emerald city it was the bad witches cousin and she wore those Red Ruby Slippers
Dorothy woke up
she saw the slippers those read ruby slippers she saw them disappear off the witches feet and then she looked down at her feet and there there there were the ruby slippers on her feet on Dorothy's feet
and then the Good Witch Glenna or Glenda ? came from the sky on her Fairy Wings and she asked Dorothy where had she come from and she said from the Sky. Then she said Kansas where is Aunt Em and then she pointed at the house and the witch under the house and her feet pulled up funny sort of curling up and then she just disappeared. The witch not Dorothy. ANd the Good Witch warned her about the Bad Witch would send those Stupid flying monkeys oh my god. ANd the Scare Crow Man oh no oh my god. And when she grew up and stopped smoking Mary Jane Cigarettes she wept. ANd when she Wept eye cried. And TOTO oh my god TOTO and the Happy ending did eye forget the Wizard of Oz ? and now you see it now you see the whole story in my eye perspectively.

APoetryRejectionReply

2011-10-26T17:02:00.000-06:00

APoetryRejectionReply

by Charles Robert Hice on Wednesday, October 26, 2011 at 10:09am

APoetryRejectionReply

APoetryRejectionReply

This is apparently written. This is seemingly a submission. It might have won a price. It is supposed to be first place. It could have would have should have taken the poll position in the race. It smells like a lime burger cheese. The shoulder of the ham. The aftermath of the sneeze. A broken pipeline leaves no nose alone and this is sewing fishing line to rods reels. Yes, Rod is reeling at this is news to him. They took the negroes off the boat from Plymouth Rock they unloaded them at ParisMontebank and sold only a few of the ones who had not eaten from the scurvy for the powder in the bisquit sacks was only wormy. They dismanteled the Atomic Bomb the one they kept from World War Three the Cold one it was under wraps at Amarillo Proving ground they kept the core interim for a while. The recycled remains to be seen. Eye wept for the slave not the slaver was rich not the poor beggar who lived from the trip he was docile a non entity a good worker worth any price. They seldom lived until they died. Eye deserve my broken tooth for eye was white once upon a time. A small thin suffering part of Jesus in my mouth how lucky it seems now that Saint Anthony has chosen me to die in the Streets of San Antonio alive and hurt no one to come to help me but the unseen GOD. Sleep and dream of love.

Sleep and Dream of Love

HOBOS

2011-10-11T15:55:00.002-06:00

HOBOS.docx

Homeless on bed on Street
There is too many addicts and users and drinkers too many crack users addicted too many winoes for one small downtown area the Bus Line brings them to you they walk from alleys and trash bins to clog the arteries of this city they beg for money and free cigarettes whilst pantomiming for all the other things they seek the crack for the pipes in the basement is locked the office will not see them all they need money the 666 is scrawled on all the important self grandiose citizens eye saw walk in clean clothing but they need money or a smoke or a drink or a crack rock or a crack stone like SHEEN iff they pay more they get a better buzz those rocks make a noise when they hit the pipe it goes CRACK eye guess that’s where they got the namme. Like wineo from wine and alcoholic from any old thing they drink a lot of it and some of them still stink even after the free wash from the terrible storm they are trying to sleep at the Church is calling them Cops downtown they are evicting them from every doorway and back alleyway now. Sure it bothers me sometimes eye get too many of them around me further out near the freeway and then its hard to sleep with so many of them crazy homeless all around me eye only wish the City would be more tolerant of the elder older men who do not smoke or crack or drink we need our doorway and our sleep we need more places in the storm to be. Just challenged for the space to live but keep the drunks away it might be a good idea for SAPD to carry lots of those breathalyzer things that tell them iff the person has been drinking make them blow the thing and take them with you to the Jail iff they fail the test let them sleep in the holding tank four hours is the limit for a drunk it might stop some of them from being downtown.

Bigot

2011-10-05T13:38:00.001-06:00

Bigot
BIGOT
Photo bucket REMOVED this PICTURE
it was a Klansman in Robe
arms uplifted
in front of a
BURNING CROSS
There is a reason we do not let the colored vote here down south. They would win the election hands down. Let me explain this biased white thinking. You get the colored vote box. Lock them in the basement. Then we get the boxes we rigged up counting all the dead people in all the little cemetery's all around the town. James Brown and Jonny Dolittle and Tommy Thompson Gun and little Jinny Dickens. Polite Society WHITE names. NO black names here like Doctored Dree. We putt Malcom Powder in our white soap dishes then THE X on the ballot. The Jacksonion institution is boarded up the plantation x is closed. It is almost Halloween we all dress like Ghosts in big white sheets with hoods and lidded lifeless eyes. Possession is nine tenths of the law and eye got mine. We burn crosses on black lawns after five oclock we run from black to house and black once more we fill the town with fun and vote for white indangered folk we vote from nine to five. We prime the ballot box with water from the tap then soak them until dawn no one can read the colored votes they been there wet too long. We fill our ballots up with homemade votes all white and ready to be counted slick backed hair in buzz cuts and chew in all our glasses lipstick on the collar and thumbprints on the tumbler giving states evidence for late opinions just go behind the curtain and cast your white votes. You will come away with the certain feeling that now you are a Bigot.

Tribute 1 11 2011

2011-08-31T17:05:00.000-06:00

TEN YEARS LATER

***salute***

11 1 2011 August 31, 2011
Tributetoo911 Adam Mayblum Who was that masked man he walked away without a word expected his horse silver in the sun his friend and Indian companion was so lost without him Tonto and his gunn. He was trapped on the eighty seventh floor. This is not his story it has been done this is only the tribute poem. He had to leave his friend behind to start with a tiny piece of his heart was gone. Mayblum said The very moment the first plane was hijacked, democracy won. I may be the first to say this he had the idea of helping others before he started down and that is why he is a great American. This story is too emotional CharlaX is undone I am near tears reading his email message there is not much left to say except salute. Whatever is still green in me salutes you Adam Mayblum. I love the way you tried to help them. Understand this android would have loved you even iff you only saved your own neck but now I love you sight unseen because you first loved them your friends even your few enemies you may have had to leave some all behind because of circumstances come is what makes a hero out of just a Brave American. That is all. Tributetoo911 Adam Mayblum.
By: Charles Robert Hice

HappyHuntingGround OR Afterlife

2011-08-30T13:17:00.000-06:00

HappyHuntingGround OR Afterlife
by Charles Robert Hice on Tuesday, August 30, 2011 at 1:54pm

HappyHuntingGround.docx

HappyHuntingGround

Happy hunting ground OR Afterlife

In the brevity of time we face.

There will of course be no hunting signs in heaven the lion with the lamb both of them eating SLABS OF BACON forget it not going to happen sort of thing do you see the reason NOTHING IN MY HOLY MOUNTAIN shall cause hurt or pain is written in the Bible is full of it now there will be no stinking drinking the wine is new the wheat is on the table the fish falling from the water falling from the waterfall for view each fish in heaven eating just the sort of grasses rushes made for fish to do they seem to like the roots where CANNIBAL'S hide and they swallow goldfish NO it will not ever happen this could have been written by Doctor Stranglove.

IN the Afterlife there will be people living forever the concept not something we who still live on Earth can understand. Eye have said this before in different places and different ways you will not be wandering around looking for people to talk too heaven does not work this way there is not going to be endless coffee klatches there no meeting of the minds for every person there is Jesus worshiping GOD try to get the concept of GOD and WORSHIP it is 24 seven. No more tears no more sorrow. Not your nickel there not your idea not your concept someone elses domain. no corner beer stores in heaven no beer mart drive ons no drunks careening out of control on my freeway is only a dusty unused road eye will stare down it once for ten thousand years this is the idea of heaven for me and no one will come on my road to hurt me again and no one will break me no more did you hear this homeless roar Afterlife.

Not your nickel there not your idea not your concept someone elses domain.

9mmFunn

2011-06-30T13:21:00.000-06:00

9mmFUNN

9mmFUNN
Eye walk a long way out to sleep in an unsafe place the plan is to be quiet on the way so nerves will let me rest when home it takes me over three hours just to make the trip the sidewalk is no funn most of the business is closed the ones which are there pandering to rich tourists or poor enclaves of local ghetto dwellers there. some burger joints a few fancy restaurants the most peculiar peccadillo is the motels behind the locked fences the rooms boarded up no hole untouched no way inside even iff someone left the sidewalk and scaled the fence they could never get into the room at all there is a Pinkerton Guard they live on the premises inside there personal cars not sure where they even enter the property from they come they go they guard the worthless property eye suppose to keep the homeless out. Eye was pushing the shopping cart eye stopped on the sidewalk just resting my sore foot some then BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG the boy in the car lifted the pistol with the clip to make sure eye seen this. There is only one reason for there to be only FIVE bullits the police still do this for safety. Eye was already thirsty but suddenly my mouth got very dry. Every bullit missed me. OR they must be blanks. Some old men die of heart attacks. They must have been trying to scare me. It is just as bad as bullits bouncing on the tarmac would have been more deadly. But eye got very little sleep last nite after the shooting spree at me was it worth the child's laughter. The person who did this is probably surprised eye did not fall down and die. Eye am assuming this is what they were after.

PayPerView

2011-06-21T17:07:00.000-06:00

PayPerView

Pin money is usually about a thousand they give it to the drunks they pin inside the vest then forget they even got it so used to milching drinks the bartender brings them out of habit someone else is paying tabs. My mind is hurting by the remembering of the money she wanted lots of things a rented room the pool (they kicked her out of the pool) its not in season they said its not in use for guests she went there anyway climbing over the rail only coming out when they threatened to take away the room. She went out for food not bringing anything back for me NOT worth one dollar to me is what she told me. I sat in my chair with my 40 ounce beer and it was not the first one or the last. So now eye had a focus WHERE did you get the food when she said SUbway off eye went there quick they gave me the small seven inch medium one meat for two dollars eye took it back to the room they dont even make a one dollar sandwitch anymore then we made love banging the headboard into the wall like a Charles Bukowski poem. Eye was very depressed not likeing her much because she thought eye was not worth food. You have to leave at Eleven eye told her forlornsomely when the Pay runs out for the day is over now. She got in the shower eye asked her what will she do without me JUST GO she said she is trying to get the bed bugs out of her hair. Eye left not even the memory of the sex inside of me a mind devoid of thinking of pleasure eye began another homeless day of PayPerView.

ProdigalCharlaX ProdigalCharlaX

2011-05-11T19:05:00.000-06:00

ProdigalCharlaX

ProdigalCharlaX
Jesus is not mad he could not be him and be mad.
Went to the edge of the fire pit. Tried to climb in. He reached down his wing and blew me to a cloud and made me climb into a friend. Relics of sin. Reasons to win. Butternut facaded cafe false front hibiscus queens preen in front of the day time crowd the women howl at night they fight like cats to get the one they want. The one they want is never me. Eye drop down to the ground and leave whats left of love. Homeless love is self pity. No one likes the loser what a pity. Seems she left him at the alter. She wants him to burn and falter. Iff eye could leave the earth before the next sunrise it would be my benifited. Yet my friend would be sad inside where she keeps me and so eye strive to attack another day only this time inside my friends hideaway. She only wants platonic love.

Tatto

2011-05-01T21:55:00.000-06:00

Tatto

Tatto
spring
most people get the Heart with Mother on it somethings never get better the skin is damaged when they do this they knoe it sometimes they freak out then try to reverse it iff it gets infected its good bye the whole enchiladas. eye opted out. no tats. some people get completely covered in them like the Illustrated Man. Most people now get them like design Jewelery anklets or bracelets or little butt er flys with wings upon there sighs. SOme of the Marines like to move the muscles like the cartoon to get the girls to swoon moving cheeks to cheeks to show the moon the thing or two. Like de Judge eye tend to be ignominious when it comes to the knives or the swords on the arms or the legs eye just ignore the person showing me those tats is iff they got one in the hand. Some people putt the Cross on every where they like it to be seen is iff it makes them be religiousness. But the best Tatto is the one in the Jesus freak song made with the Typical Tatto Green on the big fat belly of the Jesus Freak.

April

2011-04-05T12:45:00.000-06:00

April one.odt

April one
foolishly
advances
this is copy from facebook notes
charlax Poetry
April one foolishly advances
by Charles Robert Hice on Friday, April 1, 2011 at 10:01am
April one
foolishly
advances
if not for her own husband, who is constantly on the road attempting
to sell more units for his boss, who blames his money-focused approach
to life on his shabby upbringing by his father, who often lost jobs
(and even a finger once in a car factory) while daydreaming about
becoming a great writer like his favorite poet, who chose composing
stanzas over spreadsheets and as a result found himself often worried
late into the evenings about how he would manage to pay his rent
while realizing he had absolutely no one left to blame save himself.
late at night when i should be asleep
excerpted from Robert Brewers poem
ed.note.ed

CharlaX Poetry
Five Lines of Freedom
In the eye of the Clergy your husband will not save himself but wind up keeping you from going inn to Glory but shortly you will see the truth again
In the Laymens terms selling items for the living is not work but feeding frenzy needs the job the husband will be home to sleep to love you more then ever more
IN her own eye she wishes she could give the Father back the finger give the finger to the Father of the Man
From the passing stranger the point is the poem he wishes to write poetry he must be homeless to fulfill his destiny
from no viewpoint
in 100 April years God will stop these fears he will wipe away your tears for YOU my April fools who live inn loving Harmony

Anne McWilliams version

instead details swim, paddling back from the brink
of ruin, bearing down hard on middle age
life's wrong turns have brought me to my knees
eternal questions cannot be taught
all i have is a voice, what you have heard is true
choices can take everything away
not even born as promised, a premature life
knows there is misery enough in this world
no one exists alone
fair warnings long outgrown, i shut the door
to turn energies towards a file drawer, spring cleaning
no sacrifice seems trivial
time always finds the hole
a silent appeal confronts years left
stands at the foot of my bed each morning
ready to start over

ed.note.ed
the end of poems in America
Aprils Fools

First IMpressions (kill)

2011-03-25T09:56:00.000-06:00

HI Heather
kill
kill

for thirty five minutes eye seemed to be in the twilight zone doing five minutes worth of posting feeling oppressed of the devil hurting in trouble fighting for control my laptop over heating the industrial block is in FireFox now the window dropped down when eye tried to tweet the 666 in full control of eye sent the tweet to the government the whole thing seems to be the set up entrapment to the yuppies squares they will put them into the round holes eye feel like eye been wrestling with the devil he is winning on the question of Divinity why be divided on this question is this Devil or God there is no reason to be Atheist why go the negative when you could live forever. Do you see just why its good to just believe just Imagine this Mister Atheist suppose you were right eye will be there right beside you in your night forever asleep with you no more problems now. But just suppose we both get up Me yelling Jesus you crying NO this is not happening. Bound with ropes from Angels trembling hands then lowered into the Lake of Fire with Brimestone then. YOu not eye. Eye believed. Just in case it happens to be covered with his Blood. Eye place my Faith above your ignorance of God. See you there someday. lost in thought the ending of this poem is escaping me. why knot love is such the hard reality. kill

yesterdeys news

2011-03-12T10:23:00.000-07:00

ewe wrote this of eye.odt

This is the last poem of eye.
The aged hippie will have his bride
but Eye will have my ewe-wife bird do
fly and cops decide who will sleep in
peace and who will move The TOOTH is in
decay and bayer can handle the pain
Mye Violet is the purple sun in me

I just realized your poems are like
ghazals, like love poems from the 14
century or something?
This must be she thinks this of eye ???
Mixing concrete forms do not make the heart of an Eye
Eye mix sand and gravel, men do not make the streets
Boss cracks the whip and me and the EWE are off for more concrete Love will cure the hardened mass of my heart, bad people try to kick my ass The heart of one who cares so far away will save the day while Jesus wills and cupcakes for desert Eye think of you in my bed of woe and bad people try
to make me move but above it all I will endure for my Pookie
(3hehhhhh
eye wrote three lines in this eye rhymes with eye.

BVlog

2011-03-08T18:08:00.000-07:00

BVlog

OK this is not poem. This is not poem this is note file it under missing reports. Elen of Israel eye miss you eye still love you like the GF eye wish you could bee. The ewe still does not use my Gmail she tells me the provider will not open it now. NO its not the computor its the new Internet provider company they got the new antenna but the Gmail still wont work. Its frustrating to me now. The computor eye got Dell laptop is slowing the signal is not worse its even better since it is hacked but the intergnet itself is getting slower every Day. Here is the joke. The Webpage dialogue verbiage is up its running. Do you see it running. Hurry go run go catch it get after it now. LOZLXc this is Charlax the Norm signing off. The ewe is never here the GF is too busy now things is back to normal now.

elenmylove

2011-02-27T18:29:00.000-07:00

elenmylove.odt
My Love

My skin glows like the skin of elen,who blossoms sex as the rose in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your musical voice and leaps like a cat at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great robin wing.
I am comforted by your thoughts that I carry into the twilight of lightbeams and hold next to my arms.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears with my kiss.
As my love falls from under my glasses, it reminds me of your love for eye.
In the quiet, I listen for the last softly spoken word from you of the day.
My heated thoughts leaps to my suit. I wait in the moonlight for your secret face so that we may join as one, hair to hair, in search of the magnificent greengrey eye and mystical love of love.

SLide

2011-02-18T19:55:00.001-07:00

SLide

SLip slew slough slaughter slink tow first for the water
splosh splosh splunk slide to the end of the ladder
pie crust slim to none inside Ball one
Ball two the swing n then the miss.
slide one slide too
the picture is of ewe
her country tis of three
slide into my tarmac supersonic mitt
putt your cleats into his leg
its what my daddy told me
he just wanted to knoe iff
im not scared of the second baseman
just because he is tall that's all
he is Way bigger then me
so eye looked real hard in his face
WHO Are YOU?
eye screamed to him
where is my Father?
then eye went to slide into the second baseman's leg
cause you knoe you got to go todo what daddy says
then when eye got there eye plunged into the bag
he tagged me out
it was so unreal
eye was there but they could not see
the umpire called me out
it went insane inside of me
baseball sucks free

ONION

2011-02-15T10:31:00.003-07:00

ONION

Security did preempted check of the grounds asking about my homeless bundle of rags the tarp only holds some clothes with shoes the bed the sleeping bag is visible with clues but still they rolled it over to see iff something was hidden there. Eye liked the lieberry workers for telling them it belongs to me the Man will come get charge of his things please they told them do not even worry about it. Eye took the bag inside this crucible where eye do these computor things the study room is Small they did NOT follow me inside leading me to believe its not nothing personal they would have not stopped just checking stuffins. They were only doing there JOB. I do not think anyone even called them on me it was spontaneous combustion random system checking. Sleeping good with warm sleeping bag tonight eye sigh inside my crucible is available to the public on the first come first serve basis no student priority here. Eye will only leave when closing time arrears its ugly Nine P.M. in time to go to Zimmerman. Out is midnight then. Eye do this everyday when they are open it helps me cope with being homeless gives me shelter from the street. This is charlax The New Mexico Onion. To the ewe eye got Jesus Cross in the middle of my screen your picture is on the desktop. Love is clean. Onions stink.

SNOWSHELTERED

2011-02-07T13:28:00.000-07:00

SNOWSHELTERED

Inn with Duggies
There is now leastwise 50 n0r 60 ed.note.ed on the last Day of the snow shelter eye inside Noon Day mission counted 200 people there ed.note.ed in this one room the preachers feed them give out Snacks after plates of meat with soup coffee sodas donated but the Church next door is lighted without offices only there for construction purposes. Boarded upp doors locks on the Gates no one gets saved in the Baptiste church place. They even segregated the sexes women went upstairs men with other homeless men the orgy god forbid. Lots of sordid creatures the fight was over quickly the instigator then shoved outside into the freezing cold he hit hard the hard iron railing then on the tarmac there he slept the night until the ambulance comes. To get the drunk they went from the front parking lot to the rear of the building without opening them front doors. Then they found the bottle under the ganger inside the building one third left in the fifth two thirds gone. Vodka. The fluid wasted in my opinion he did not need it he completes the idiots. He went in the Ambulance with them to the hospital eye really hope now for this University to keep open so eye will be inside for the days now. My thrill for shelter is gone. The cold outside now mhy home.

WarehouseJob The Foreman

2011-01-25T20:56:00.000-07:00

WarehouseJob The Foreman
by Charles Robert Hice on Tuesday, January 25, 2011 at 5:30pm

WarehouseJob

The Foreman worked the forklift he let the boy drive when no one is in the Warehouse from the office. One Day he stole some boxes got caught got fired he went home drunk too much got dead got buried. He worked dem seven long years in the Warehouse Job what good is dem years now hes got no home no wife no life. Better to be in the Brier patch even in the winter soltice then in the warehouse office drunk then gone. The workers knew the boss he is the redneck he does not like them Harlem workers so they snitched him. He carried home the Bacon not one box but one whole case the boss catched him just outside the door explain it no sir there is no item here but one dozen more. You might be allowed one item free but not the box is full of 12 days worth of meat. Caught him there ham handed he did get fired on DAT spot him gone he left to never return the new person in the warehouse is from Harlem. They still work for less wages of them legal kind of bucks. He told me once before he died he thought the queer of eye. When they did bury him enter the grave inter the ground eye got the phone call from his wife the sound of sweet soft revenge when she sort of snorted you seemed so nice when you visited our house she told me eye don't think you were the guilty one the one who gave him poison. NO eye replied eye did not visit much. Then eye just sort of lost my will to work when eye got hurt losing more then pieces of my foot eye lost the reason to keep working eye lost the will to get the wife to do the family burden. He left his wife to belly upp into the afterlife uncertain. She thought him poisoned eye think he just drank too darn many bad whiskey cups then left her there for his final curtain. Where did it help him to have religion or keep his wisdom tuned to such the fever pitch the end of him is now inside the ditch the whole process of death just makes me sick. Now eyem working for religion for the world is judging me not guilty of the reason of insanity. Remembering my poor black Jesus.

sixt6sixt6sixt6

2011-01-15T14:34:00.000-07:00

sixt6sixt6sixt6

end of the world is coming soon to the town or the city ne'er you look up into the sky does it look like its cracking like the egg dropp did you knoe you will place the pin into the egg just to make the pin hole on the end you can suck the egg out of the shell it works eye did it two one oh too well where is the stuff inside the egg eye patted my belly for eyyem eye good kidd. flatulence is only funny to the fritter look Martha did he relay tell you this it seems like he must off meant someone else or something else eye downloaded the new free AVG virus protection it gives us the Toolbar here is what happened to eye guess the Shock Wave Player would not work with the new programme cause this morning eye could not get YOU TUBE to work. Here is my solution. Here is what eye did to get you tube to work again. First eye UNinstlled the Shock Wave player. When eye checked it out the old version is still there. SO eye went there to get control. Eye reinstalled the OLD VERSION picking NOrth AMerica this time the United States for destination. This time it worked but eye did remove the Virus Tool Bar not the programme is still working. SO not still sure just what the problem wAZ exactly now. THIS VERSION WORKS. This is the bottom line. Eye kept my virus programme which already saved my laptop from the Trojan HOrsey. There is only one virus in the folder but BOYO its the DOOZEY. It is no longer threat to eye think it is the problem of this University for it hit the boy inside. He told me with tears in eye. His not me. SO eye told him get the new AVG for 2011. Next year so what just screw the Morons. Mayans. Whomever sends out them Trojan's. Hidden in the games we all like to downloaded. Wait someone is coming eyem still looking for the ending to this poem. LOL

New Years 2011

2011-01-04T09:50:00.000-07:00

New Years 2011

the weother has been nasty for two days suddenly got better no snow no Rain no bitter fingers freezing off the Fan on the laptop did not mournfully try to spin it seems the Farmer in the dell will ride the mouse again high ho the derry oh there is one magic word iff there is still one magic word it must be Jesus. Secrets given will be kept. eye clutch the fingers to my chest under mhy shirt much like Bonaparte to warm them upp to get more words onto this Page for minions of mhy Lord to see themselves the ugly then the blest the mousers of my heart will rest when Reading me they chafe they everone of them agree he must be writing this one about me. Le Gato you must knoe who you are. MOn Cherie you must be there by now. Sister Gracie this ones for you. My Darling lover do you see yourself you do. Mhy heart is twisting into the wings of the dragonfly the petals of the violet the hummingbird proboscis's is mhy nose. The blessing of the GOD of Israel is upon mhy house. He sees the bed when eye do not he sees mhy heart of love. Mention me to him when you tell him of your many loves. The whispered secret magic word of Charity the dove wings to thrones above. But most of all just keep me in your heart of love. This message became this one of hope. One single eye replaced both the ones eye bought. Blogger here eye come.

INNtheSpirit

2010-12-29T15:02:00.002-07:00

INNtheSpirit

Double Standard Rules whats good for the goose is not to be given to the gender. Winter break is almost half over now. The robots pulled the trash truck upp to the fence then found nothing to be loaded the building has been closed for three days nothing is being carried out. When they loaded the next door stuffins eye could almost here the conversation went something like this. FOOD. Look to all this food being tossed out. SO WHAT. The Driver told him RULES. Toss it in the hopper its just trash you will not putt none of it in the cab over my dead body see eh? The poor worker looked white eyed upp to him so whats that THING you got there why do you think you could keep the THING but you wont let me keep the nothing. Because eyem the DRIVER. Its just Rules. This is what happens every Day in the big city. The Driver neared the dump outside of Rome he eyed the poor old person on the rood. His helper did not show upp to dump the trash in to the hopper so he was hopeful now this person might need to do the extra job for the lift out to the headquarters of the trash management building was 40 miles out from town lying in the wilderness. The old Bald Jewish Man hopped into the truck wearing his old Coat. Eye will work for you for the ride out of town. GOOD the driver grunted. Eye will let you do the hard lifting. SO they talked while they worked but soon it was time for the Apostle to hit the road the last thing they discussed is this RULE. He told the driver when eye go travel eye travel in the Spirit. HO HO the driver told him when eye travel eye go in the Trash Truck. So why did you keep the wine carafes you found but you would not let me keep the old corn in the trash bag to Carry with me to the next town. Whats your name. Saul of Tarsus of Rome. Its the Rule. Eyem the driver you're the helper the peon the employee of the company you will not steal from this company while eye the driver might choose to keep something eye AM not stealing do you not see the differences. When in Rome do only to the Romans Rule. Enlightenment of the Rules. INNtheSpirit.

BreadWineorEye

2010-12-28T20:03:00.000-07:00

BreadWineorEye

The Apostle Paul was in Rome Airport when the Security asked him to disrobe it seems they wanted to Patt him down he demanded his rights AS the Roman Citizen to no avail they assured him no Patt down no ticket to Kiev. He decided suddenly to submit they took him to the screen. He has too many wine bottles in his sleeve they began to be suspiciously. He shrugged his large Jewish shoulders Nerves then he grinned reassuringly to them. Eye do seem to you to be the winoe its True. “Chief of Security” Thompson stepped over to the screen “whats in this pocket what is this Mass of mess lumped in the inner pocket of this old Coat you're wearing like it is Golden Fleece.?” Bread Crumbs for the long trip home to Jerusalem. “Give us most of the wine we will let you board the flight from Rome but do not try this here once more we still might think you might be one of THOSE Christians everyone is looking for.” “You may keep the bread. Confidentially EYE personally like to snack on the plane going over. Just let me Patt you just once before we let you go you're such the good looking Man. But of course. Then this is how the Apostle got from Rome to Kiev's Dome. He is wishing he was back on the A Train now going home.

Paroday701 Addition One

2010-12-28T20:00:00.000-07:00

Paroday701 Addition One

What IFF the Apostles took the A Train. Berth D for Dell. There is the router chords in the Walls of the Romans Senate house. We photographed them lest weekend. Now the evidence is reeling to us YES they rode the A Train from town to town. Sleeping Berths of the Viaduct A Train were found filled with bread crumbs & empty wine vats. Pictures on Page 37. Day Pass South Capitol Rail Runner Express 12 27 YD 63. Please retain Valid Ticket for Discount do no duplicates. Here is the actual email message we uncovered from the Apostle Paul to someone named Mark Luke or John. They kept copies just like telegraphs. From: PlaththeApostle@google.rom to MLJ@GMail.rom we look threw the Glass darkly now but soon we will see thee facebook online. Leaving Rome 7.23 pm getting to LA 8.41 pm the next overnight Day. We keep breaking the bread passing the wine around be good old chipper now cook us up the sirloins for the tripp home. Obscured card # xxxxxxx.....7638 Visa 92463722 don't leave ROME without it. HOHOHO.

2010-12-26T09:41:00.000-07:00

Paroday701

New Scientific evidence the Christians had computor laptops. The reason they moved from town to town was the wifi signals. PROFF is offered in this new Time Volumn. Finding power chords in the old Roman viaducts. Proff is offered on pge 32 see the square thing on the Wall socket. DOESN'T look just like the old PN2. The Roman soldiers caught them lots of times down in the coffee shops on twelfth street. HOOKING UP. SMURFING. Just look on these old faded photographs from the shoe boxes we found in Rome. Time Books by Werner do not get us confused. Were the publishers of The Big Picture. New film of the Church of Corinthia features the Apostle Paul with his Dell laptop you might even see him looking up Hollywood in the search box. WE knoe they googled. They did not use the battery power much there were no clocks back then. They only had one weblog set to Google.rom. Microsoft had not invented Yahoo yet. There is no new thing done under the sun we think they used solar power to run some computor labs. We did find some old Dell computors on Fourtenth street it was easy to hack them we typed fishfry for the password.

ZuckerBook

2010-12-15T12:03:00.000-07:00

ZuckerBook

He is not limited to 5000 friends the apps work for him he prolly got ten thousand screens with different people constantly friending him he is on the Wall in only fifty three of them so he kisses them coherently to do inane replies there is no pictures on his Wall there is no girls for friends he leaves his GOLD computor only to refill his Whiskey bottle now or then the label changes depending what they got left in the store that Day for him. He is the ageless boy of summer his brown good looks defy descriptions. Iff you putt those weird green Laurel leafs on his ears he would look the spitting image of Dionysus the Wine Bibbing god. Statistics is numbering the Billions mentioned in the news is staggering. Preference is given to people with cell phones credit limits real homes with gardens where ZuckerBookman is lifted up in toast. When eye see the Face of ZuckerBookman in the bread under my pizza meat is when eye will believe in facebook for Social Media include the poor poet this time fix my facebook restore my property online. IN the name of ZuckerBookman make it so. We love to be on Facebook in the snow.

Six Hanukkah Four Candles

2010-12-04T15:59:00.000-07:00

Six Hanukkah Four Candles

Eye dreamed of love eye felt no shame the need is mine to mend my broken love inside the GF left me she once loved me she provided this release for me now its only Au naturale to seek it somewhere else my ewe lambe has got it unconditionally she needs me just like eye need her the extra love is only one more secret twist the description of my love is this from behind you then up beside you will you see how shy eye have become with you its almost madness so intent eye seem you might not guess my secret in time is he just being nice to me is he in love is better understated then spelled out bold. Let her guess to this my meaning for she is the Lady eye the bard in love. My ewe she loves my secret iff either one of us were questioned neither one of us admits it. So hush hush her daughter knoes not of it. My love is hidden in her heart. If you see my secret find my love seem to be the love no doubt you might think this poem is for you with ewe it is it was it will be here for quite some secret time. Four Candles for the Third Day of Hanukkah. The Sixth one counting down on the Hanukkiah.

TheLoneStranger

2010-11-29T13:16:00.000-07:00

TheLoneStranger
TheLoneStranger
“This girl looks like she sick. She need some help.” OH GOD NO she yells don't stop to HELP me WHO was the Masked Man he left me like this WHO oh WHO was on the silver horse he took my savings. My namme is Nell this is my story. He is so Pretty. Eye swooned. He looks just like the Ranger eye AllwAys fantasized about him. He took off his mask then YUCK who is it now some old Man the kind of homeless looking old Man women do never go for. He told me he needed some money just for bread not for drinking or for smoking eye suppose they still get bread out on the home on the range General store. When eye reached up to get the cokkie jar open he grabbed the cokkie jar then took off on the horse he was laughing like the madman on TV he cackling with glee the horse was even snickering eye heard him Say with the loud voice lets go find Tonto SIlver. Cmon Big Felloe. We got the Silver from the girl. Hehehehehehehe. Now me with the Indian companion will be dancing in the Moonlight drinking rum tonight. Nell cast her eyes up to the passing stranger on the horse named Scout will he dismount? then he tells her “this not your lucky Day Nell girl.” YOU knoe you almost heard him just now you knoe just how he does the deadpan sound of Indian companion of the Lone Stranger.

eye disagree with history

2010-11-24T18:29:00.000-07:00

eye disagree with history

Eye think the settlers would not do the practice shotting mentioned in the history books this is something people do today in cities they shoot targets to win prizes eye doubt this being done back then they would not waste the powder in the guns for fun. You mention how hard the winter is they built houses to live how harsh the life was then you ADD this trash talking about playing targets shotting. There could be the tension between the newcomers to the Thanksgiving dinners. They could have shott them guns toward each other in the anger of the moment. Bullits whizzing past them turkey legs running. They popped the corn with those fire sticks. I suppose they wrapped those ducks in seaweed then buried them then built the fire over them iff it was very windy then they lost them. The Indians still dig lots of holes there it must be in remembrance of the first Thanksgiving Day in 1621. They get the hole open then look down for duck. They search the shore lines for unpopped kernels washing back up in the tide. How neap. The Savage truth is stranger then history.

Happy Thanksgiving.

TheKingdomOfGOD

2010-10-31T10:44:00.000-06:00

TheKingdomOfGOD

Do not be deceived there will be Jesus lots of Jesus in
this time we perceive him in the Inner Sanctimonious
sharing of the bread then wine. GOD is the butterfly ?
perhaps perhaps not but his Spirit in the Lord is GOD.
Perhaps his Spirit in the butterfly. GOD is the Family.
Father son brother sister who will knoe until its over
then they will be risen to the Kingdom. Or not there.
GOD is the beaten saviour on the cross. The true Jesus
dead then buried there to save us. The Jews did try to
get him to tell them he is GOD. The Poor Centurion tells
us this go see the first the second references. The
mustard seed the bird the sky the earth the list is only
HIS Creation. But the knowledge of his Birth his Death
is now his worth on Earth please just tell you Jesus for
he is GOD. The Revelation.
TheKingdomOfGOD
References
Jesus answered, “My Kingdom is not of this world. If my
Kingdom were of this world, then my servants would
fight, that I wouldn’t be delivered to the Jews. But now
my Kingdom is not from here.”
Matthew 24:26
Wherefore if they shall say unto you, Behold, he is in
See first second for poem
the desert; go not forth: behold, he is in the secret
chambers; believe it not.
Mark 14:22
And as they did eat, Jesus took bread, and blessed, and
brake it, and gave to them, and said, Take, eat: this is
my body.
first
But Jesus held his peace. And the high priest answered and said unto him, I adjure thee
by the living God, that thou tell us whether thou be the Christ, the Son of God.
second
Now when the centurion, and they that were with him, watching Jesus, saw the
earthquake, and those things that were done, they feared greatly, saying, Truly this was
the Son of God.

Toff

2010-09-28T11:54:00.000-06:00

Toff

Blimey Mate. My turn at the cricket.
I two would never survive a real emergencian faldarol melee the crickets at the batt and the crowds milling and seeming what. One old blind Toff corking his Scotch just to shut the noise out he can hear the whiskey blending. The barrel chest Toff his arms dragging knuckles upon the ground his whoule demeanor a frown his very frame the orangetang walked into the crowd swinging. The crickets chirped we love the Toff. The crowd went wilder. His one eye blinking. The whiskey leaving him now blending into the wool he wears those unders. Unsure of himself now he makes his way to the exit ramparts waving. A group of young children mar the road and lean into the wording on the signpost. The Toff is Toff its all he knows off. He slipped his tie into his pocket off. He limps to the end of the tarmac and flips off. Past the winding into the leaves as he goes. Almost lurching now he nears the Spirits Store and waits for victims to rapprochement. They toss the twopence and the uppence comes he has his final purchase. He coughs. He drinks his Scotch and splays his brass upon the grassy knoles. And as he sleeps he heres the crowd roar.
He is the Toff. *p
*p many thanks to JOhn CReasy for Richard Rollison and his 60 Toff Adventures
this author did this story cold from memory and made up as an emulation.
Call it a CharlaX Paroday.

The Silk Word

2010-09-24T13:19:00.000-06:00

TheSilkWord
TODAY the silk word is Yankovitch.

Silk is the word of many journeys the Life and times of one Weird Al Yankovitch comes to my silky mind. Perhaps he heard me thinking. Perhaps his super hearing. OMG he said the MONKEY has a laptop HAR HAR HAR. He is not without talent it TAKES his talent to preform his parody. He is many Yanks at once to make so many Comedy. I was almost sure that he had to be an Englishman. This is a AL YANKOVITCH speech not in its entirety i am including this as nothing eye can paroday an example of his dry humor some say dehydrated into an old joke. Qoote
Qoote Weird Al Yankovitch
The songs on “Internet Leaks” will all show up again on my next full album release, whenever that is (I’m assuming next year sometime, but there’s no way to be sure). Some people may say, “Why should I buy the ‘Internet Leaks’ tracks now when they’re going to be on your next album anyway?” Well, if all you’re interested in is the physical CD, and you don’t mind waiting a year or so… you probably SHOULDN’T buy the tracks now. Nobody’s forcing you to buy the songs twice – I just wanted to make the tracks available so everybody could enjoy them as early as possible
he was his own website
he is on facebook
he is on twitter
he at least does not need to GET a life
and he can have this paroday of mine
???
oh how richly reworded we are today. This man is funny this man is fun. Do look him up perhaps just google him. What fun. I am making a list and checking it twice to see iff he is on it there. He IS the one that said you can not make a silk purse out of a sows ear eye am sure of it now it was HIM. ??? mabe. He is the person that said Ethnic people have steel wire hair. But please send me no emails or even quote me quoting him on this perhaps it was someone else. Yes eye am certain now he paused the play button on his hearing aide. To tune in to the CharlaX Poetry playing now today. He did say He was so pleased to meet the many people he has made fun of his short life is the only one he has ??? oh please COME ON tell me it was him ? Someone. SO NOW you know the rest of the story butt there is no page two today. This has been Paul Harvey. Good Day !!!
pppp

eye tried to subscribe to you on facebook with SMS they wanted a stupid phone numnber. Alfred Matthew is only an AMerican. *GASP*LMAO ROTHF GOD save this Queen some more.

CharlesDickenson

2010-09-20T09:37:00.002-06:00

CharlesDickenson

Charles ye Yevette le commande the comorant deteste avette avette avec la plume de nome. Arrears ye horrores limning swollenly lefttenant ye com areba horsey. Commending spillage portant moreover pollage. Mayhappenstance the villages es aide mot applies. Streake la outlay peerage ever hallow finde es strangere leeking. The constable corn haloes turning pences into pieces of eighte. Sacreblue hirry Yevette misplaced her sipper. Finde ye olde cupe yon holy grail led anon near Capreston near the left hand border. Tres bien mer see auf weidershen the polecate lies trimming. Aunts linning les roadaway as far eye eye can see the sea is near the hollaway dos beaches dos many beaches how dare they encroach. The breaches of the gunes the breaches as they loade the breaches the breaches avast. Avaste on gaurd they com they poad. Until the last Englishman gives breathe as rising we give lighte to all. As CharlaX sweeps the seconds ticke the candle dripps the waxed as Dickenson he sends the prose up every readere nase it looks like rose colored glass the cupe is overflowe. The end at last.

Readdor

2010-09-15T21:51:00.002-06:00

Readdor
by Charles Robert Hice on Wednesday, September 15, 2010 at 10:40am

Readdor

A new boy reads never gets enought of it soaks up them little bitty books like a sponge robber readdor.

When life was starting the books we read as children eased the pain of living while we were only growing.

A man reads bad things learns to stop reading he is no longer a readdor at the age of 41.

In the last days of the latter day saints the news got so bad no one watches its too sensational death and crime and hate.

A real old man has to have his newspapers he wants all the dirt they dish out daily on the rag.

One if by land two iff bye sea the old man does not care iff war comes he wont fight now he got too old to go and do anymore for you.

A few days before an ancient man dies most of them cant read at all.

Now eye lay me down to sleep must hurry off to sleep before they bomb this city that eye am inn.

She must have loved to hate this Jesus Fraek.

Eye will not read a word of it she writes her hate her backdoor plight. She needs a burial plan. This is the only way some learn. To read or not to read her poem.

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eye am INDICTING

2010-09-12T20:44:00.000-06:00

eye am INDICTING lara konesky the ugly megan collins the lesbian and the entire city of cleveland ohio the money pitt of god for taking the removal of my facebook may you burn in holl
I hope these pages make you smile,
and charlax said where is holl
and they answered where we are where we are
reminisce, and perhaps shed a tear.

6C6R6H

2010-09-09T09:56:00.000-06:00

6C6R6H

6C6R6H

SHE SAID HE SAID

WE love COMPUTOR. IT feeds us. OH no eye said. HOW do you meant this do you have one of them replicators like the Starships have inside the kitchen galley? Oh no SIR she said eye meant the MONEY that we get after all money is now god. ? Eye said Oh no Ohio is condemned. For they worship HOmosexuality there in Ohio is where its found. She went on and on about paychecks printed out. Doors and windows locked electronics is the key that keeps them safe from the streets. Let me tell you what eye have seen. ANyone can access anything. It only takes a thief. The card will swipe in any hand its not a safe eye dee. Murder is the rule of life no longer the conception of it. Time will only add to the worsening of it. It has been suggessted by my peers that eye have gimmicks to my poetry and no real poetical content. The same way a woman wants to be friends but does not want to kiss you or take you inside her as her lover. Who needs such a thing. She can be friends with all her flirts but she has nothing in this heart. She is a drunk. Eye am sitting in a padded chair eating food and playing with my love at night she is not there she is not aan option for love. Eye hope she dies a strang death mabe strangled from behind. For what she did to me my heart my time. Losing all her dirt from way behind. For hate that she has given me now replaces love oh how eye tried. You can not love an Atheist at night. Eye am now a twisted Christian Soldier almost queered and gay today. But only one thing lets me stay a happy man my Lady friend has love for me and her. The ewe replaces all the mixed up feelings that the worldy woman left me with today with all her love inside of me is why eye live and try to carry love to her at some bright future day. And even she has dissed me. Left me to rot for several weeks of time. Some of the student soroity girls here when they see a man the tongue goes in the cheek to bulge it out thats kind of cute and makes me hard and full of want. Oh high oh what do you think that men still write about. Its your loss Girlfriend you lost my heart and love.

Fable 666

2010-09-05T18:53:00.000-06:00

Fable 666

Fable 666

SALVATION

The good news is THIS, Salvation has come to EARTH.
The bad news is to some of you; it is only found in JESUS.
There is a prevalent personal jesus in the CHURCH today
So that people have confused the works of the spirit with Salvation, judging others by what they themselves of course are doing wrong even neglection of Christ as the cornerstone. Also there is an inflated self-important personage inside people, not as something special made of GOD, but as something fashioned not from GOD at all, but from their laws. The first thing to remember is the wooden thing the CROSS, how JESUS stretched his arms and gave to us his life, HIS DEATH is saving us. HE laid inside a TOMB of absolutely stone in a place no one really ever wants to go.
Conflict comes when people live in houses and drive cars money is the plastic jesus ruling all their lives and hearts.
Let me tell you Mister LAW if you have murdered to further your influence and your wealth you just may someday wake up in a burning HELL. For the final chapter written in the judgment hall of GOD is the Hell of GOD to come from judgment to them all the naked and the dead shall stand there and give account of everything they done to a JUST and living GOD. No badge upon your chest no belt with bullits and with guns. No one to take your place for HE is sitting on the throne judging everyone. The Trick if trickery there is to come is to say the namme of JESUS and just do it quickly for there is horror waiting in the afterlife for someone misinformed in LAW. Rich men seldom win the battles with the sin. Everyone needs JESUS. Say JESUS and come in to a Heaven made of LOVE.

MANHOOD

2010-09-02T10:44:00.000-06:00

MeganHeart

MeganHeart
You dissed me off sent me to the grave then ignored my death you cheated on my love you never impuned my manhood you never even left me enought of your heart to get a real good piece. Because you only did one good thing for me this poem is my one good thing for you. Eye promise never to stalk you or try to contact you again. Eye give you your lifetime. Without me as a friend. This is what you wanted when you tried to kill my heart. Cleveland has no place in my life.

eye am charlax
the crucified god
whom you rejected

CITYdirtyCity

2010-09-02T08:49:00.000-06:00

CITYdirtyCITY

my last letter to Cleveland

a catharsis for my girlfriends heart

an open letter to Jesus Crisis Megan Collins and Lara Konesky. CharlaX has never been in Cleveland Ohio. His physical well being now depends on this simple factor. Cleveland is populated by murderers. Your poetry even your famous Haikus are shot full of death and lies fornication and filth. The girlfriend megonite with tattos is so obvious a butt fucker takes black dicks up the ass. Konesky is a toilet. This is CITYdirtyCity

all of you people are now history

in charlaxes mind and heart

never darken my wall again

it is finished

Megonite

2010-08-31T08:15:00.003-06:00

eye can not love someone that no longer loves me

or wants to be my friend

perhaps someday

you will regret

leaving me

while eye was still free

a man

please remove

your awefull picture

from my bloggers

The INcidental Man

2010-08-30T16:07:00.000-06:00

The INcidental Man

The INcidental Man

Cold tentacles of ice form on my insides they took my heart and left this famine. Horror came and took the place of love. My mind is numb. The limits of a finite person that does not include her love for me has taken over my new found personality. But she missed my heart. It must be hard to put out the fire of a lover in heat. You will need more then mere words to defeat. You must have a little of the love for me eye feel it. There is no way eye would ever even come up to your real life face and demand it. But why wont you take it and keep it. After all we are so very far apart in time and circumstances. Do you really think eye would ever walk up to you and swinging a ball and a chain. But let me have my fantasy of US. What harm can it do to have love.

Cleavelandors Poetry

2010-08-29T10:45:00.001-06:00

Jen Jones

Gen Jones

Cleveland Poetry is dirty
its cursing
for dirty ears
its sorry what they call poetry
in Cleveland bars

3 hours ago
Megan sent this to me on Twitter
she just possibly saved my life
Don't do anything rash. There is no way back from suicide. It doesn't solve anything and just hurts more people. I know you don't want that

Violenced

2010-08-27T13:33:00.000-06:00

Violenced

and what is love when bitten a man is bitter perhaps he loses the will to achieve in the real world becomes a gray area not even seeing the things he needs to do beyond the chemical make up of his own body he sweats like pablo neruda he writes like ee cummings he hurts he feels so ashamed of hurting her he made her angry he tried to hurry love he made her think he was manipulating is the word she used oh horror not what he meant to do at all he is shaken to his very roots seeking love in the bottom of the depths of his dispraising heart he smiles and comes back up to surface and to breathe at her acceptance of his love for any other outcome will bring to him his madness not his love.

WHIsperedLOve.docx

2010-08-24T15:49:00.000-06:00

WHIsperedLOve.docx

THIS

The CUb Scout Oath according to CharlaX

WhisperedLove
WEBLOS
CUbscouting CharlaX reporting

Cub Scout Promise
I, (charles), promise to DO MY BEST
To understand my girlfriends heart more fully To do my DUTY to GOD
To love one another And my Country
For she is pretty To HELP other people,
To learn not to display my jealousy of others
and To OBEY the LAW of the Pack
Unless it conflicts with my love for her
Law of the Pack
This Cub Scout follows Megan. The Cub Scout helps the pack go.
The charlax needs to grow. The pack helps the Cub Scout grow.
The Cub Scout gives goodwill.
He loves so hard he has to whisper love.

Cub Scout Motto
DO YOUR BEST
Just love her.

2010-08-21T10:37:00.000-06:00

lovemc

looking within over and over again venting my sorrow in the night entirely yours in my heart leaning to the western sky open to the way she smiles vaunting all my inside lies eros in my attitude losing all control once love is taken it is gone voraciaous in her appetite engulfed inside her flaming heart ever else is done but this was love
Saturday, August 21, 2010 6:31 AM

facebook GOD

2010-08-13T20:29:00.001-06:00

facebook GOD

http://www.facebook.com/pages/God/140737019293770

CharlaX please do not putt this poem as a comment on the wall there is discussions visit me find GOD. Many people place parsecs of material condensced and zipped into files of pictures when they try to open them for viewing later it merely says file corrupted. Here is my suggestion for the followers of GOD on facebook. Make all the files you want but open them in your webbrowser before you post them to GODS wall. Then you can rest assured in the knowledge you have helped someone. We do not knoe how powerful this facebook GOD is at this time. SO we do not want him pissed on or off like a big light switch in the sky. Eye as a facebook minion of GOD do not want to visit his facebook page only to find a long list of broken links to files unreadable. The comment below the zip files will have the disclaimer oh how eye tried in vain to open these corrupted files again. Make the test on your own time so as not to abuse the time of the LORD. Is this facebook GOD Jesus. Eye assume a lot it may only be another dime store Bhudda. This poetic genious is gathering infomercials as we speak or wait or as you read this information as eye pen this in my afterglow of zen. GOD on facebook eye did a search and could not find you that way you are in my News Feed upon my wall when eye post there. YOu say just pray and that you are forever. Please stay on facebook help us there to live long and prosper. You did not say that you are Jesus in your info it just says religious. Can you feel my prayer today oh facebook GOD help all my facebook people. They all are scattered to the wind chasing life. Please help the intergnet to thrive and keep the money god at ebay away from them today. Putt hot chicken soup in all the replicators and let the masses eat cake. Eye ching. Eye do not eat while the Bridegroom is on facebook OH GOD deliver me from myspace. Turn us on to every good thing oh my GOD on facebook.

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Homeless Shelter

2010-08-08T08:15:00.000-06:00

Homeless Shelter

shopping carts are being pushed away
blankets are being carried away
sleeping bags are in high demand
tents are hard to fasten to the ground
i like it better by the church
the prayers of all the little ones
surround my head where their little feet were at
on a rug just outside the door
that is where i lay
a homeless
today

PropertyLines

2010-08-01T15:09:00.000-06:00

PropertyLines

Today the Flag of the United States was removed as a symbol of this great nation and replaced with the flag of the Commonwealth of the United Nations. July 7, 2079. The end of time began today my Father the notable CharlaX was beheaded just last year he taught me how to make rhyming poems out of prose to carry his poetry into the next millineum. Eye was a young man not listening to him and so this poem my seem a little stilted in its style. He smiled up at the executioner he never cried. What solid soul inside a man who suffered much to finally be with his Lord the Jesus Christ. Eye wept. Iff they had asked me to take such a mark back then eye would have been a 666 walking around them. Eye am hiding in the cave. Typing this on the remaining battery power of the orginal Dell computor the CharlaX gave it to me as he climbed the steps to his new freedom. Roses are red. Charlaxandroidoneseven is not blue. He told me to remember him this way. Read all the poems at the websites today. You can pick one out and not get burnt out you can study me a little at a time. They caught and killed some more Christians today. It hurts my heart to see the way they have become such callous killers. Perhaps it all started with the world war two when they went to kill the German Hitler. We used to sing America the Beautiful. We used to think we were the only people on the Earth. Eye burned another UN flag. Eye saw the soldiers eyeing me they started to shoot me then laughed as eye recoiled in horror they made little puking sounds as they pointed the fingers and laughed out loud. They had patches on the sleeve eye saw the 666 they said they were Soldiers of the New World Order. Eye just came from the back of the cave where eye pray. CharlaX has no pain now his tooth no longer hurts. Eye did not pray for him eye bowed my head and clasped my hands and prayed for me.

The way you kiss me

2010-07-19T10:44:00.000-06:00

The way you kiss me

your dark eyes melts; my heart away
with your lips; sweet words of love
touch my soul; and keeps sadness at bay

your brown eyes melt my heart
your lips and words of love
make my sadness go away and love to come

kissing your rough fingertips
between words of love for you
as our hearts are becoming one

she kisses hands and heart does burn
she makes this man to understand the word
as my heart turns

if I could have one wish; it would be
to have your love; forever and one day
as I’m lost in your loving arms

I love you with all that I am
The way ewe kiss my heart
The way ewe make me live.

BatteryPlan

2010-07-13T13:53:00.000-06:00

BatteryPlan

He has a primary Battery we all do that. He took out his cd drive and installed the secondary there where he can swap it out for a total now of twelve hours online. But why. There is usually a plug available why do people even use the Primary battery when they can plug in the machine and turn the battery off to save it. This has led me to believe. He wants the extra mobility. To fully access his main function capability. The Millennium man is searching for power without slavery. He just wants to be able to access his signals from his satellite. Chasing the lines in the ether he cant be inside a building made of concrete or wired to the central web of electricity they can find him too easily. Plainly he is paranoid. Holding laptop in his right hand and the cell phone in his left he walks into the signal circles like a robot made of mirth. It is comical as he tries in vain to hit the internet with an email and talk to the receiver at the same time is just impossible a mission now. Think carefully on this next statemeant. They used to arrest people for meandering all over the place for being drunk. They used to arrest people for talking to themselves. Now the Jigg is upp. The Millineum man must go both of these things to tell his wife he will be late to supper. EYe heard her plainly as she hollard in his ear. HURRY UPP. Or all you get is leftovers. He closed the laptop with a grin, and hit the redial on his phone redial set to the gym and that is where he is. Until its safer to go home. Please dont forget to plug back in your phone and check the charger for the laptop third extra BatteryPlan. Millennium man.

BrassRing

2010-07-09T14:40:00.000-06:00

BrassRing

Here we go again.

When a man brings love near me and eye must insist that he carry it away why dont eye have the right to say. Why do they look at me like eye am decay. When does the girl say do not dream of me for dreaming of love is wrong and it will hurt you in the long wrong. But she says Squeeee and thrills me to the uttermost. Eye like the lower level of my love. Eye have so much to look forward to the love the kiss the want the yearning heart. She has awakened me to needing. She has awakened me to love. To most of Yew it may seem silly for a blind man wants his sight a begger in his poverty wants money a man with everything to live for wants his lovers to want love. All of life is repetition no one wants a differant husband or a wife of differant origin every day why let me tell ewe missy girl a Hooker has her steady John she acts like a fool over him and considers him to belong only to her time and no one elses. It is not a problem to them same old same old homeys. All day long they play in the same berry bush with them same berries and his crokked stick. They meet on the sly stealing time away from functions and from life. No one notices them hidden behind the motel door looking at each other only kissing same old kisses hair is always black glasses on or off soft skin her melons his spangles are her course. And do they partake of love the lipps twitch they slide they hang and they move of violation in the afternoon like night has come to Earth. Let me have mye wife of six long years and let me eat mye steady as myself she has to understand my crokked stick is hers just to command. The world is not a care in the world for lovers in the day let me be your John we only have to yearn. To : lamb iff you understood this pookie pull my BrassRing. Here we go again.

The Bugs

2010-06-29T08:17:00.000-06:00

APoddarPoem

The Bugs come we can not stop the bugs
we want to prosper at the cafe
but the bugs they come
we add the spray the sweeps they come
to no avail the bugs they come
we made the food cup from the chips
the people lift them up
to chins
they must eat too fast
they get chagrin
we put the soup on last
and ask them to drink fast
pay up let others come
the bugs they come
we pay to make the food
last twice
no matter horn the bugs they come

Bugs
The Pygmy sits near the Soup Cafe
he watches people
in and out
the bugs they come
he watches people
breaking fast
the bugs they come
the bugs they come
he made a little circle of stone
he slayed a bug to catch some
he layed a dead bug to eat some
he eats bugs
the bugs they come
he survives twice

Facebook Girl

2010-06-26T17:53:00.000-06:00

Facebook Girl

SHe was not too young to chat and she was shy and thats a plus when dealing with old poets who are shy and like to chat with girls who are not too young to chat. SHe often had to stop and tell her mother why. Who are you talking with so often. OH she finally broke down and told her mother once he is an old old man on facebook. He has no chance of ever getting married and so we talk of love. The mother said you are too young to speak to me of love. And so she closed the laptop cover while the young girl cried for the old homeless poet. And then one day she was thirty five and married and she sent the old poet a message on facebook. And this is what he wrote. Eye am nearing 76 next October 29 my eye it is not dim eye never whine my love for ewe is just as strong as it was then when your Mother came between us then. The Girl read and reread that message every day for five long years. SHe changed her profile page to read her namme the Facebook Girl.

Seuss

2010-06-19T11:02:00.002-06:00

Seuss
He was eight or nine he felt too old to be subjected to the pie chants and yet he listened in spite of all that because he loved. Henrietta Seuss Geisel, chantting her pies. Apple berry, leering berry, mincemeat for Larry, meringue for Helen beef and Guinness for John the Jesus, pecan with walnuts, lemon pie, white pie with no lemons, pumpkin and other summer fruits for Megan. Ham and turkey macaroni pie with meat and sans for Christina.......... Cobblers full of cheese and onion cherry mutton for the sage among us. Meat pie veggie pie long folding over pie there was short pies and tall pies she had so many of them jointed pies and ladder pies she filled TED head with all them pies. Sixteen Bird pies four and twenty for mye Jennifer. Peach pie with custard cream and raspberry. Fruitless pies and fruity ones pies piled high and pies placed low. Pies for children only for adults some eaten only on the sly and quickly eaten upp.
Pie for poor pie for rich pie for moderate and pitched pie and mudd pie and tolerant pie she loved to chant four hours of her pie. Dark and light pie. Rutabaga and rhubarbed. Furball hacking cat in the hat pie. Rolling pinned pie and crusty pie but the best pie she gave to the little Doctor Seuss was her limitless pie. And thats the truth. CharlaX strikes back. For Doctor Seuss.
TED

CountedBlessings

2010-06-11T15:54:00.000-06:00

CountedBlessings

CuppandChaucer

support@hostingsupport.comFriday, June 11, 2010 3:55 AMFrom:"Charlax Hice" To:support@hostingsupport.com"The database server on poetrypoem.com is not working. This is the error message received: "Cannot connect to db server Too many connections "

please fix my computor eye need to go to work at my poetryplace
eye dont understand why this is happening to me
and its not a good thing at all

please hurry

eye had come to the University to work early and decided they had finally had enought of a free good thing and blocked me its not an easy feeling to be offline when everything else is working now to the tail of the nuns priest. The rooster crowed a lot the lover loved a lot. Amen. Synopsis of CharlaX this has been The Tale of the Canterburied Hen. Eye found some tea bagged under mye Cupps and Chaucer. AHHA. For Helena of Troy. She had her TroY Boy. lolzzx. CharlaX ABD. The intelligence of men is not often found in the brain case but in the pen. In the hand and in the foot and lower down the staircased.

King Goliath

2010-06-07T16:31:00.000-06:00

King Goliath

god in lower case letters is 666 is money is not the power the power is not the answer or Goliath would rule the world. For GOD in his Glory is still Jesus beaten pup. Many times eye have given up the road is not plowed the plow is bent the seed is not planted yet eye move and keep my power hid. Eye shake my weavers beam at davidic priests and walk among the living leaving only husky pods in my awakeing. Perhaps Faith is under rated we need much more of it to avoid the stress of life is testing. King Goliath stomped the little shepherd boy and walked into Jerusalem his steps quakeing the walls. What goods a Giant among thorns. What does a Giant have in common with the Jews. He saw Bathsheba once inside the baths and only looked away. The people in the street just scurried this way and that way whenever he came around waving his weavers beam no smile ever upon his face so whats the differance. It seems its better to keep the Devil you know. The Jewish Temple would not be built at all iff left up to either King David Or the Giant Weaver. To make a longer story shorter now. King Goliath ate a bad cookie and got AIDS for all his troubles a King of Jerusalem is given spades he had no money while inn office he terminated his inheritance and gave back Gaza. Perhaps his Earth friendly plan will help us fix the problems that we face it was found inside a cave near Ventura the Deep Sea Scroll was dated. This is what it says. When you need to fill the oceans into lands take the Desert sands and drop them from the Aeroplanes into the Ocean Depths. Even up the low places make the mountains lower then the planes. Raise the valley of the oceans into the sky of heavens. Make the coinage smaller in the hand make the bread prices rise like yeast up to the skies of houses and villages full of poor people no longer able to have homes fill the streets with no where to call home they fill the alleyways and doors. Airlift a Giants Stone to Rome and prepare me a Throne for it is almost time for GOD to come. Iff eye could bring fire down from the Heaven mabe eye would be the one.

Persistense

2010-05-31T14:16:00.000-06:00

Persistense

There are students out of school who never heard of Heinlein Robert
they love the Science Fiction like the Star Trek Wars.
They all remember Doctor Isaac Asimov. But when asked what was the
favorite story whey back when they always say it was
that Rocket SHip to Mars.
CharlaX Requiem
Under the sea of sky no longer seen by eye
Dig the grave shallow and let me lie at ease:
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with all my poems done
This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the poet, home from sea of sky,
Add the poet now into the green green grass of home .
This is a reprint of my fave CharlaX Short Poem Short
because they are not as long as some of them eye wrote.
ed.note.ed
PoemRequiem
Mary Had A Little Spaceship

Mary Had A Little Spaceship

Mary had a little spacecraft it was made of snow white metal.
Mary took her spaceship wherever she did go.
Mary had a little spaceship on her way to MARS.
She was just an astronaut heading to the stars.
She pilots that THING better than she drives her car.
She navigates the asteroid belt. She always flies past Venus
and gets clear for her orbital approach to MARS.
My astronemor turned astronaut driving to the stars.
Mary had a little spacecraft and flew it to the stars.

TOPPoftheworldMA

2010-05-20T12:08:00.000-06:00

TOPPoftheworldMA

and then a poet a man eye admire he made a comment on my poem the one that eye admire and then the comment hit me like a flag inside the wind eye made it MA eye did it now eye poet just like them the cushy jobs they all were taken by the men who live to kill the other men were eating bacon with the will to carry them on paper they look inside the ledger to make sure they stay on ink and underline them when they feel that they are worth more then all them prisoners they deep sixed the shirts come back from cleaners the bills are always paid on time the badge more shiney then the leather on the gun the sun it never finds them they hide them eyes behind them mirror glasses hide the badges on the belts underneathe the coats from racks of dozens like them they choose the looks of goats come down from heavens hillsides to work and fleece the flocks as eye in my leather jacket with rain shoes on eye best them all as eye sit here inside my fall upwards to the TOPPoftheworldMA. My greensleeves browned.

stone

2010-05-16T08:51:00.000-06:00

stone

occidental round smooth no moss a toss a skip a sling across the end of giant the beginning of a house the foundation of the heaven the hiding place of mouse faceing north at all times rolling down the inclined to stop easy hard as a rock
convex concave immobile turning over more then once than once more rolling turning end over end to only stop once near the highway marker past the field over near the fence is gone the sign post wrong the yeild sign of interest lost interest to them that gather stone picks up only one use at a time one stone in the center of the mind one more stone to fling at the father one more stone to fling at the brother one more stone to fling at eye fling flesh into glass house is broken stone wall jackson house gone rules broken made for one and all are gone no rules to fit the individual the rules were made for rock but not for stone iff you are not a stone then rock you have become the searcher for all time learning only lots of nothing until you become stone once was eye rock now eye am stone stone

eye was once

2010-05-10T12:59:00.001-06:00

eye was once

eye want back the time not the time back that eye lost but back the time up to equal out the loss entertain the troops the ones that marched let me alone just long enought to tell the jokes that people love to pay big money tickets four seats near the aisle not the center never get the center aisle or them bad seats in the center they just collide eye would tell them of mye dreams but they would call the law of entrophy does not exist on riverbanks for outlaws charlax slept the tree provided needed support for two bags not one the boys on the street already dissed me the old new man they found him distant and not connected eye told them eye just a newbie bro not ready to contribute eye dissed most everyone that asked me eye am nervous in a new place but they are living here they may remember eye thought the pretty girl was staring hard at eye but she was checking out her vacant chair she left to be sure that she was clear you can tell the lizzie bordens from the quality checked one is large the other smaller the one is pretty the other is ogre but eye am smiling now the ewe has found me she sent the email eye was looking for eye liked the way one of the boys was friendly he called me homey but the other one was scary he said he did not like my rapp it is the way of the world to judge the tramp

Triceratops

2010-05-05T12:08:00.000-06:00

Triceratops

HUnger and THirst. Eye decide what to write about the first horn of the triceratops is hunger. SInce eye feel none today eye must include the previous entries misery. EMpty and FUll. The horn of plenty is felt by eye recieved a blessing tummy is so full eye have not left the throes of expectancy yet. SO let me tell you about hunger in the desert way back when. AS only a remember. A knife blade is moving back and forth inside my tummy it makes me wish that eye had never been formed or born. Every muscle in my chest was tightened. Every movement that eye made was agony. Eye even grabbed at that proverbial straws. EYe picked those beans with nothing in them grown on wind vines in the nick of time. Then water came to find the eye. Drinking water when the boy is hungry he needs food eye would have eaten a cow. Homemade soup and coffee bread and hold the fire. Today eye boiled an egg then water fried three more. There is no pain in gain. Eye did not get these eggs from any purchase at the store. The candle wax was also free today. Scrounged and founded. Nobody nose the troubles eye seen. It takes a real man to reach his hand inside a trash canned. Eye got a flat ( not the bike) a flat of eggs more then a dozen left. Eye can only pray and hope that new mexicon has lots of dopes. While cleaning rides of low they leave me lots of trash can hopes. Prose does never must rhyme but sometimes does when it stops. Triceratops.

APRIL31

2010-05-01T10:25:00.000-06:00

APRIL31

Iff d were p
eye skidded a d
eye skipped a p
may day may day may day
they called a distress code from airplanes in the first world war they did not simply say sos sos sos but they used a strang sort of address the microphone with may day may day may day
usually this was done three times for emphasis
charlax watched all the old movies
at least three times cause dates were hard to find
eye have many women near mye mind
but only one comes close to heart
she is mye heart she is mye life she is mye interneted wife
may day may day may day
it is now the end of April Poetry
the house will be destroyed bye time
the animals will miss me
they will be fine
time now for charlax to move on
out of the line of snow
eye leave you with this canadian bacon byte
In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

24facebook7

2010-04-25T11:27:00.000-06:00

24facebook7

once upon the time of man and twice upon the arm of GOD there came upon the internet of them they conspired to make an army up of robots unsuspected on the public eye became the undercover man on facebook private eye found them nano bots and oiled them in the can they had the vouchers for the millennium used up and wiped off the side of all the accounts were gone ex see you tree hide behind the all eye all eye all in free metaltarsisbendoralloy mechanism failed go back to profile page the poems are going very well but the movie is always one that eye have seen before the ending well in hand when eye get home again eye leave at the part where eye came inn what is that on my wall what have you people done while eye was gone it looks like sin like ice like something big has been chagrin the lever pulled the function over now the robots come dismantle eye the robots won the eye is dry ice is formed on legs of wall the home page lost in falderal the melting pot of ice cascaded down her tisket is her tasket its in her green and yellowed basket just incase she asks it was as cold on facebook as a well diggers last brass witches list of friends she exes them to make room for the five thousand loaves and fishes she reels inn for facebook

Her SMILE

2010-04-20T09:25:00.000-06:00

Her SMILE

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EighteenthpoemTheSMile(revisited)

The SMILE

Her SMILE

She Placed her self into a picture frame a picture smiles where the sun does shine.
For it just survives. Her best fit was in our allotted time.
NO one knoes that she and eye exist except the ONE that loves me;
and these the ones that HE gives me, to bring me love.
The daughter caught the mother eye into the sun she smiled for eye she smiled for mee.
A picture captures love but cannot convey or contain it.
Exception happens when the one who poses smiles.
The one who L()()ks must never frown.
The love eye have for ewe is in YOUR smile and now your smile is in mye eye.
On the making of a poem ed.note.ed no one but the Author and his lover ever get the meaning of a poem no one but the sister new found not the old one way back home she can see it in the smile no one but the daughter and the mother and the editor and the author and the reader reading meaning minion and yes sister ever understanding just what eye meant from poet eye. Eye could see mee in your smile.

FIFteenth Day Of April FLower Power Poetry

2010-04-15T10:30:00.000-06:00

FIFteenth Day Of April FLower Power Poetry

"The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere, they're in each other all along." ~Rumi~
all along the watchtower is a song but its a love story too for ewe must climb them ladder rungging wet she works too hard
Climb the rung, Ladder. Tote that barge, Bale. Batton down them latches, Batches. Open up them swales. Straddle the barb , Wire. Straddle the wire, Fence. Straddle the ladder rung sweat and get wet and get down Oo0o0o0o0o get down o0o0oo0o dance with me bababay lamb. so they will all understand it perfectly he says in English : Play the card game as iff you are dealing the cards back into the deck they way they came out. (there is a stunned silence in this room). Deal the cards. They say. One by one they smile and play the card game each man is secretly playing his cards as iff they are being dealt back into the deck the same way they came out. Poetboy smiles.

Twelveth Day of Aprileth

2010-04-12T12:47:00.000-06:00

Twelveth Day of Aprileth
Drafty by WordySWorthington

I wandereth lonethumb has this cloud
above the snow lines
That float on high rilles o'er vales and hills,
on wings of turtle doves
When all at once I saw a crowded hillside,
a bunch of skunks
A host of white stripes, of black furry creatures;
Beside the streaming, beneath the tree of aging,
Fluttering and dancing in the wafting smell oh my god that odour.

Continuous as the eyes that shine
And pissing on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a hayfield trampling all them mice in way:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves of amber grains beside them wilted at advance, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves did weep at smell of cats;
A poet could not be but gay and very handsome man,
In such a jocund buzzard company!
I sniffed—and gagged—but little thought of smell had penetrated brain
What wealth the show of all them kitty buzzard skunks to me had brought:

For oft, when on my side of tent I lie
In vacant or in sniffing mode,
They flash upon that inward eye of love them most
Which is the blissters of the solitude of nose;
And then my heart with pleasure fills the lungs,
And silences the coughing choking charlax withe his skunks.

Eight Days Of April

2010-04-08T08:19:00.000-06:00

Eight Days Of April

eye was ai only child true story ewe this old man picks up sticks he got eight up on his plate when eye went innside the City Market store eye was noticing the basket cause it was in the middle of the aisle where there was no one there the thing looked forlorn and abandoned just waiting like a bizzaro bird to be plucked away from love the woman on the aisle was there she told me plainly the cart does not belong to me but so what said eye the carts belong only to the store the young men working there cared nothing for the thing at all they chafted at this old gray headed man telling them anything at all it came to me they was trying to catch a thief they mabe planted a dummy purse and cell phone in that cart just like in real old life you get old every day you did your time and then its over its time to go thats just life thats how it comes the end after the starting gun the race is fixed the thief is caught but eye won eye turned it in eye told on them they said it has been like this for a very long time grasshodder old man and eye left and noticed the cart was no longer there all proud of self all happy that eye had won escargo out the door but wait this twist of fate they swept me out with the cardbored lines of food in the cheaper bins are gone there is none and so when eye asked for a Rain Check she said OH NO you can not have this stuff free it is already marked down to non existant ???today eye decided to no more be a customer on the floor swept past the door and gone away.

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onetoo

2010-04-04T06:59:00.000-06:00

onetoo

one two buckle mye belt
three four move the computor to the door
five six pick up the belt pouch next
seven eight get the black bag straight
nine ten off to town again
eye do this every day
to make the poems that we
love to line the cages of the birds upon
them crows you keep to make you sleep
the later then you think it was
the air is all eye need to fly

Garbeyeled

2010-03-24T09:58:00.000-06:00

Garbeyeled

Constant bombardmeant of the sinuses pressure on the frontal lobe area increased incremeants of poetry is gain. Birth will come today to a new poem most poets have some sort of affinity with and love for and wish for comments and for feedback however some poems stand alone all alone in the corner. This is one of those. IN 1592 the Cardinal Pope of Rome was Benidictine Arnolde. He was standing near the painting of Leonardo. He was straining the eyes like a chinese in disguise he never did quite look Italian. He wanted to get a close up of the plate of lamb chopped he saw near John the Babtist there near where Jesus sat. He called for his pipe of instrumeant was a long telescope. He moved back to the third row. Then something happened to change all of historical events into the presented modem day times. He created a secret law using only his Vatican powers of Representation he penned a missive in an envelope sealed it in a massive honey jar and airtighted the lidd then had it buried in the Catacombs of Roman Iter roads. It simply said something must be done so people can see this painting of Da Vinci must have been myoptic what a nerve he had. We will hire men threw the ages make the food more varied make it larger on the table. Amen. Jesus surley would have had more stuffins then the bread and more to drink then wine. Place some meat there from time to time. Larger portions as we near the end of time. Make it noticeable only to the computor users they will never be able to make much of a THING out of it after all who would be able to place this info into a prose poem who who who is able to do such a THING as a~ that. CharlaX Garbeyeled.

CatcherInTheWry

2010-03-18T12:27:00.001-06:00

CatcherInTheWry

I took mye mitt into the wilderness the empty lot had grown the weed were over my head and gone from everyone eye played alone. The game was mine one batt two balls. The smell of weed is strong in empty grown up lots near home. Never mind. The further out in the field eye got away the weed is gone the near decay is summer come. Long ago in a place so far away the end is the new beginning in place of home no where to hang no where to roman road away the wilderness near houses beckons me today. "Life is a game, boy a game iff played alone you loser you become. Life is a game that one plays according to the rules of otheres."
"Yes, sir. I know it is. I know it."
Game, boy my animal is a donkey you knoe an ass. Some game, boy. Iff you get on the side where all the hot-shots are then a stupid hot-shot you become, then it’s a game, all right—I’ll admit that. But if you get on the other side, where there aren’t any hot-shots, and you alone are a loser then then what’s a game about it? Nothing. No game.

The pitcher in the rye is the winner then the Catcher in the rye is only the loser then then what differance can life make to the game then, alone you are a boy, it is only a game then then you finally become a man a loser then. Gone from everyone. Leave me alone.

CitEScapE

2010-03-14T14:17:00.001-06:00

CitEScapE

The semi-permanent landscape of anytown USA anytown anytime anywhen anywhere you look to the right of the roadaway is the rightofway is what they call that; on the left just a little past the roadway is the barren space in every city has them. There is what is called the other side of the tracks is over there past the roadway now on the right side looking back out over that expanse there is usually a house there past that rightofway. The house has a barren yard a porch of empty and the sidewalk makes a tee up to that paintless door. No one comes near to the visit no one is ever there home. No lights at night are visible corner has no shelter from the storm. Inside the foyer is mold and mildew extrapolated ferns out of control growing up both flights of staires pushing up out of the windows now and then coming up out of the basement roots in cellar starting there. Iff you could yank away the ferns the whole house just would collapse the walls pancaking near the kitchen sealing all them shuts away. Hangging by a large knotted rope to replace the hangging by a thread or sealed upside down with tape. Them ferns reiterate. A fortress of tension near the rear of the portico a courtyard of drear. This roadway turns one way each way on every CitEScapE.

CitEScapE

2010-03-14T14:17:00.000-06:00

TreeAddicted

2010-03-07T14:14:00.000-07:00

TreeAddicted

The Surgeon made a house call to the tree housed near the Golf coarse was the bark and dry to the touch of the famous tree doctor Guss. Well the neighbor hood watch complained again he cant see the clock the one they call Big Bend, your leaves and your trunk are hanging over you are addicted again. Sap. My professional opinion is pinion sap is blocking your membrains you need a new rapp your talk is all wrong you are slurring again you seem now to be an addicted tree friend listen to eye overcame the same problem now eye am Doctoring treating the addicts like yew wont you listen and at least admit that you have a real problem dont deny it come clean now admit it dont live in your denial. The sad tree became mad now the Doctor had to step a little to the left to avoid the sap spittle from the beard of this giant Oaken Elm. Eye am the greatest tree that ever lived he began to deny it. Eye have no sap problem in fact no problem of any kind let the watch man step a little to the left of the incline then he can see the clock called the Big Bend let them eat cake let them opine let them dine and the Tree Surgeon just walked away letting the Oaken Elm tree relate to the sidewalk was trying to slink down away from the terrible fate of this tree full of sap let the minions relate to this fate stop hangging all over every time you go on a tree date with sap running down the large doubled chin marring the outfit makeing men grin look at the easy lay look at the drunken old sot full of pot full of want. Your barking and your bite in the night get you in trouble all sorts of odd fellowes will call. Cry Wolf let them harm all the other trees now. Get sober stop using the sap. Get a clean outfit get a new thinking capp.

PreAmbulatoryConstitutional

2010-02-26T09:12:00.001-07:00

PreAmbulatoryConstitutional

Wreaking havoc on freedom. UnAmerican doctrine. Animal Farm and 1984 comes back to mine ideas. NOthing has prepared me for the invasion of my bastion my simple broadcast may save millions please pay attention minions. The right to view (sic)k any material upon the internet should be a given no one wants them listening to hearing hiding in the backroom watching what your seeing it smacks of worse things then eye am doing. Its pure and easy Nazism. Naught see ism. An easy play on words. Most of you know eye am a maker of short prose story poems shuddering in extacy as minions comment on my work is slow there is no where that eye can go to avoid the Big Bother Eye they have the Ear as well as Eye decide what eye can do adult and American its true just take a freedom from me makes me read white and blue all over again the green is for the Army Man eye trained to fight the enemy is LIFE is TIME is now the Admistrative Privalges gone mad. The program said NO Poetry allowed as we are Blocking your IP address how sad it includes the little pictures now no longer sent to ewe in email there is only a small oblonged box that says this picture can be seen at Photobucket this makes me mad its not ever PORN unless you count the three wise rich men from the ZZTopPoem sent. The Children must understand eye am not defending everthing upon the internet but eye am defending my personal right to view anything and then decide just for myself iff eye can see it. Today they have take that freedom back away from me and caused me once again to be a free American.
PreAmbulatoryConstitutional

PreAmbulatoryConstitutional

2010-02-26T09:12:00.000-07:00

Poetry

2010-02-19T11:59:00.000-07:00

Poetry

You cannot place a poet in a box of predetermined learning rules and regulations no sooner said then done you cannot call a man an idiot that only hath a speech impedimeant the rules are ever changing outside this box. Wake up. Too Poetry. Spelling is an emphasis oration is a gift of GOD we pronoun the words with this lack of actual spelling its usually on purpose to emphasis the differance. HOW DARE YEW or EWE or even YOU take me for an imbelical cord. I wish that eye could read orate the fate of this particulate. To make you laught at each and every predicate nuance the day make hay diddle diddle in the ears of all the minions there. Where. Where they incline upon divine divan the fan blowing away the smoke from the burnning fish in pan. Fry bread is sticks again. Can you hear the way eye am writing this POETRY POETRY POETRY POETRY today. Every poem has a title every poem hath an middle missive then an ending this bye quoting someone elses poetry. The book is Leadershippe FOUR Literalness. Written by Forrest Poetry Chilsom Trail Associated Press. Iff you see a resemblence. Ed.note.ed. Qooth page ppp 42 end Quoth 43. ...Iff literacy education is ever to reach the STASIS of a SOCIALIST REPUBLIC (emphasis is mind) misquothing now it must go threw a transition phasors on stunned you got you in which students provide increasing impedimeants to learning is not a simple process. Make the Johhny read more Poetry.

AMajicCarpetRide

2010-02-12T12:30:00.001-07:00

AMajicCarpetRide

Valentine lover. When she says that she still loves.

Valentine high. When she kisses loves no other. Valentine Cry. When I realize what she has given me what passes for our souls in all eternity our love aglow her heart and mind entwined with mine I cry the tears of love they flow down upon my carpet as I ride. This dream of majic love. Oh Valentine; be true to you. Trust the heart to send the CupiddDart to this one who dreams of you upon his Majic Carpet riding.

NervO

2010-02-09T13:55:00.000-07:00

NervO

CharlaXDictionary entry seven numbered knot NervO: the state of the computor user when the mouse goes all squirrley.No amount of noodeling no dragging no tapping can ease mye nervo. The fine art of a mouse pad escapes the commands I carefully do everything write and then it goes south it stops working it will not recognize my tapping it even slides to the right eye soon have to stop and go retrieve it like a bone that slides out of the dogs mouth eye suppose eye am too sensitively trained to the drag and click mouse on the public servor used to doing the dragging for copy and pasteing. NOT the grating nerves of the chalk boarded but the aweful loss of control of noodeling there is no other word to explain the movement of a tool with a mind of its own a mouse intent on taking its own time on going where it pleases no matter what the user attempting. Scrolling is halfway down the page eye go then the mouse takes off trying to escape he shows me several options the arrows pointing both ways at once like the scarecrows arms then the almost time function arrows that point in circles eye cannot get them to actually do anything but wait them out untill its over twirling. Eye advocate no violence but wish the missing person that taught me how to double tapp this mouse learns a better lesson and the tap and slide works better now. What eye am trying to communicate to the faithful minions is the way it grates inside the nerve endings and iff you are not nervous or ever have been nervous as a person then you will not relate. Perhaps a distant cousin or an uncle or an aunt even you could be my mother in a placento sort of relationship smother me with mother love. Both of them. Sort of. Just a play on words no need to start the motor car. NervO.

QuantumUniversal

2010-02-04T12:57:00.001-07:00

QuantumUniversal

The quantum foam is sticky, like taffy. My mind pulls on it and every strand of gooey color brings to me the sweet essence of you from all the universes. This is Doctor Bucks theory of the QuantumUniversal. The QuantumUniversal(Tm)(R) theory simply stated is this : Time Travel to the future is impossible so to the past times we must go. This is DR. Bucks assistant DR. Hice : We sent a chicken back to 1932 in our time travel machine it was unable to lay eggs when we actually retrieved it it was trying to peck itself to death we think the brain is affected and we are searching for a volunteer a human to send back in time again. We need a volunteer from among all the facebook contestants we will have to choose among teh reluctants. JB has chosen to remain annonamouse but has agreed to be our guinea piggy. He wants to go back to 1963 to eat some of the pie he forgot that day on his MOthers window still sitting there hot and smothered with love. It was Apple flavored fig newton pie. Oh Yuckk. Some mothers fill pies with strang things but always add love. We hesitated only once then hit the switch that sent him back to his mothers kitchen in 1965. What. No Doctors is not perfect and we overshot the time by two years the pie was gone his MOther had none. SHe looked carefully at John and said My SOn how you have grown where did you learn to shave facebook mabe oh that bad facebook place. He was overheard to exclaim as he took our sled back to flight Oh my Mother eye love you eye do but the quantum foam is sticky like taffy, my mind pulls on it; and every strand of gooey color brings to me the sweet essence of you from all the universes. You were always a good poet she smiled down at John Burroughs who frowned back at the Doctors Hice and Time Buck. The QuantumUniversal Theory has worked go now to facebook and look how Jesus Crisis turned out.

SHADOWED

2010-01-27T11:19:00.001-07:00

SHADOWED
A Paroday Poem for Jesus Crisis

Shadowed

Eye was wondering if Jesus was there and then suddenly you commented on a note somewhere and then eye realized John Burroughs only has his shadow paged between the coffee and the cakes the breaks you all take from your real lives inside your happy homes the few moments when we relate to one anothers tomes or quizzes or notes. The leaving and the coming back the hours we all sleep the shadow there of friends we keep. The seconds that it takes the facebook hierarchy to open pages the honestly mistaken that we do in haste and not thinking threw the reasons the other people have for never posting anythings not many of the people fall in love with someone just because they aer on facebook and they are nice and then the hate that people have for someone never met eye can't relate but what is love gone south but hate mixed up love disguised as missing this Jesus Crisus. IN a never ending battle with the nerves we all possess between the meals in kitchens never dressed in linen cloth for guests lies the shadow knoes. Forgive me iff eye look for Crisis Chronicles. In Public and in private places searching now for Jesus on your Facebook.

BloodOfJesus

2010-01-23T11:52:00.001-07:00

BloodOfJesus

Not the wine sacrament of the church not the grape juice that we use not the chalice cupp not the rememberance not the ritual not the religion not the commandments of men. The BloodOfJesus is the real blood that he shed on the Cross of Calvary the post of Jesus. ON the Romans Internet it was www.JesusSaves.Com.Blood the Pointless Pilot smurffed the action then went behind the bathroom tossed up all his cookies lost his function. The COnstant searching of the Knights of the Rounded gave me pause seek becomes find King Arthurs COmputor did not have the same wireless button on mine. Smile you are on CharlaX Camera candid the price of life is death the death of GOD. GOing to a function and remembering his sacrifce will never save you but the realization given to you from the Holy Spirit to once and for all convince you that it is this Jesus Crucified in Jeruselum His Holy City and cast out to SHED his blood on the tTtree of Golgotha the Hill of the Skull it was a place of Death is where this new eternal life comes from. Drinking wine in small amounts and breaking cracker crumbs will not save you but the shedding of the blood of JESUS when he did this was over Two Thousands Year ago this Christmas. Not the formal necktied meetings but the Beaten Dying Lord hangging dripping Blood the blood of Jesus. What he said was WHEN WHEN WHEN you are DOING THIS (meant breaking bread at the meetings and drinking the wine as the sacrificial remembrances) HE then said Remember ME ??? Meaning Jesus. www.shedbloodoncross.com on the older model Snail mail COmputors you wlll not be able to see this. You now need INtel. This may seem humorus to you even fruitless or breadless at least it is wineless but it may seem like sacrilegious but many people use this internet the web is huge and they also need to be saved by the shed BloodOfJesus.

SnowDay

2010-01-19T09:40:00.000-07:00

SnowDay

OUt of snow into the snow back and forth in snow day. I may I maight wish for snow to take a flight. o o o o o o o o snow flaske anagram ed of snow flakes editor went crazy when i typed anagramed and the oooooooo eight Os my bizarro effort to make snow flakes was at the least successful trace.The word is snow enow allow the plow to function I will eat at Joes. Snow poem yes its at least deep mabe deeper by then out of flakes into the feet . I missed the City Trolley FUnction Buss by only minutes I stepped into the twilight zone after dressing in the 60 degree house tent with candles blown and door open I was wet too wet in minutes whats the problem is snow.I got a ride by word of mouth at the gas stationed he was nice he said he wold dropp me at the intersection to the town and when he stopped I missed the door opener and he frowned but he finally found it after grabbing it in the wrong place hisselfen making me certain it was the newer style of truck cluck cluck open up the door chuck get back into the snow such is life in bizarro Colorado.I burned all night. Sleep missing. COld even when inn. Lucky may lucky might please help me make it threw one more lucky night. I am not gonna freeze not to death at least I like to sneeze all alone in the middle of my comfort zoned. I can go home alone come out in the mourning try to all over again try to make it my business to live. I am eighteen I am fourteen I am Fifty Five. I like to listen to a Musick Video without seeing just what they look like it brings into play my reel memory. AHHA hehe look at me I am showing out.Why did they call it that? It must have been on a slow SnowDay.

TheChineseSolution

2010-01-16T09:56:00.001-07:00

TheChineseSolution

ThisisCharlaXSceyeinsfiction

WorstCaseScenerio
TheEndOfThisWorldJOE
We the Chinese Red Army have created the largest Society in the world. A fascist regime rivalling Nazi Germany. Our Red Army makes the old SS look a small joke seeming JOE. Our populace however suffering. We want to end the world we have the technology we have two Megatron Bombs we are making your smaller Atomics lloking like kindeling JOE. (Radio)r(over)r we are at 40,000 feet and climbing in a Fjj360CloakingJet and the Sjj360CloakingJet we nammed them that because of your Star Trek programs JOE. The Fjj designation is First jet the 360 innummeration a full throtle looping ability to preform a negative loop to fire fourteen missles seven on each wing with the One Megatron Bomb on the center of the tail spin. MGB releasing only on the commanding of Chinese Emporer litlegod. We only made two of these jets JOE. The Fjj360 and the Sjj360 the S stands for Second jet JOE. The first jet is targetting the south pole the ssecond jet is targeting the north pole. Even your SuperMan can not stop both of them in time. (radio)r(squack)r JOE the second jet the Sjj360 is bieng shott down by the SAC American Jet butt the Fjj360 is still clear. The detonation of teh Megatron will split this Earth World into Two Parts Two Pieces JOE. Just like Science Fiction movie. (radio)r waiting for commanding of litlegod flying and refueling (squack)r Sjj360 looped and gunned down Three Sac Jets but missed the fourth one JOE was destroyed over your North Pole. Fjj360 (radio)r no enemy planes sighted ALL CLEAR sounded holding patteran waiting for commanding of litlegod. Sigh Oh Narrow, JOE, GoodBye, Joe AmeriKa. TheChineseSolution CharlaXSighinsfiction. WorstCaseScenerio Dedication now JOE is too TIM BUCK mye Facebook friend who liked my CityOnMars prose poem so much. Bomb Away. TheEndOfThisWorldJOE. Sayonara. Tim Buck on facebook
Well.......this is quite interesting. Has a real gusto to it.

But......let's think through this scenario a moment.

First, nothing on Earth is as bad as the Nazis. Even regimes like Stalin's that were numerically more murderous were not as exotically evil as the SS. The Nazis stand alone.... See More

Second, the Chinese, though maybe hard for us to understand, do not have insectoid brains. They would not blow the Earth in two -- a suicidal gusto taken to absurd lengths.

Finally, they don't need no steenking bombs. They are already well on their way to world domination through capital reserve, technological acumen, and command entrepreneurship.

If you want to wax poetic on a real Earth-smashing Demon, take a long look at global corporatism, with its black heart beating inside Wall Street.

Having said all this, I do love the early Cold War-era paranoia of this piece. Almost like a reverse-mirror image of Slim Pickens enthusiastically riding that A-bomb down to smitheration.

NeverSeed

2010-01-12T15:23:00.001-07:00

NeverSeed

Sound off
I never seen an apple seed! Could be a lie iff taken as a statesmeant meant to mean just what it says to eye. I never seen an apple seed? As iff the apple was walking round planting seed? Oh! I never seen an apple seed! Never seen the inside of the apple cored or halved with seed of plenty? Wait! of course eye did. Trees within itself at least most apples seen have six or seven seed. Trees pop up when apple walks round! AGround but NeverSeed the seed makes trees not apples neverseed. Sound off. Music shared a song is performed it is recorded played replayed accorded instruments. It is the broadband song it is mine by default. It becomes our song by living it; sharing the broadband song; Sound off. The distant thunder: the muffled shout. Becomes the bass and treble pipsicotto even out. A taller person a shorter one will equal out both laying down together man and wife. NeverSeed Sound off.

NeverSeed

2010-01-12T15:23:00.000-07:00

likeability

2010-01-05T16:26:00.000-07:00

likeability

like ability two normal words but you have just crossed over into the charlax zoned. There are rules in English Grammer iff followed and applied to Prose would severely limit likeability. A rose rhymes with any old ose. They told me to add a hyphen to like-ability. Butt, I can never find it on the Keyboard in time to add it to the texture. Besides how would this look likehyphenability non non non. A rose in prose is close to generous is close to grandious but usually falls short of delicious and is not edible. What excites mye poem and mye poetry is this likeability. I like to write prose. I like to make up true stories for mye friends. I found a ziplocked bag of Christmas cokkies. The icing looks like creatures dancing in the Snow. OH. I just ate a Raindeer. ROadkill is legal tender in Colorado. Butt, CharlaX choses to pass it on to pass it bye let someone else have those ELK stakes. I just cooked a burger Patty )wink) in the bean can over a candle flame, please dont laught it was a much more normal portion, Whay I would never cook a Whole Raindeer in this Manor. A rose bye any othere namme twold smell as sweet as any other flower. Wait, oh sorry. It was supposed to rhyme with likeability. This has been a true story Prose made up entirely with likeability and finally rhyming with a rose.

WOrknoPay

2009-12-17T13:01:00.000-07:00

WOrknoPay

Abuse of Authority. The number one reason things need to change and why people protest in this Country when the status quo falls below acceptable levels. Everyone is the big cheese weenie and the free public is the loser. It should not be so the sour grapes cannot explain away the rudeness of this status quo. It is wrong to bring your hammer down on a fly. You do not fight bugs with fire. Open the window to make a fly go out in the winter. But at the first hint of a problem you toss out all the rules now dont apply to your MINIONS in your GROUP. Only the poor schmuck that you want to kick out anyway now has rules. It happens everywhere not just the Free public places funded by the Government. It happens in the work place. It becomes a factor at hiring time for yearly functions. Procrastinators love this it keeps them laughing when some poor boy gets kicked out. What does that have to do with it you say to ME when my seat is vacantly then so is he does not have to move or lose his warm spot on the rug. The lug. He is here only to be seen. Most farm work still falls well below the minimum wage set up by the federal Government. THe workers drink gamble away the money and work for no pay at all. Or they get beaten like slaves. In Florida. In THIS Country. There is armed camps that work Winoes for jugs. In this Country. I lost a bed at a DAY WORK FORCE in Tampa because the bunk mate lied and said he paid the man for me. He had a heart. He wanted me to get some sleep. But he lied to me about paying for the bed. So that was even worse to me I wandered out with only cold to go to. I had to quit working every day for no pay. Please don't laugh its becoming the American way.

LaWYore

2009-12-14T09:30:00.000-07:00

LaWYore

WHen I was a young boy standing to my daddies knee in four feet of snow today papa said son the mans gonna get you dont let him do what he did to me. We had a Sherriff for Thirty years at the Courthouse he punished us for drinking and anyother thing we done wrong. It was the Law. WHen I was clearly in the wrong and making my early young mistaken identity crisis I visited the big City only to spend lots of days in City Jail for nothing ever happened bad. MOstly for the drinking. Now that I have sober and even I do not smoke any kind of cigarette or thin cigarro I find that I stay out of Jail more often. The EntireState Office is near my shelter. I am not scared they are there to help me in the event of catastrophic apostrophe usage is not recommended. I seldom use punctuation in a bizarre emulation of eecummings. I simply do not break the law ON PURPOSE. I have a place to stay I have permission from the Owner to be on the property. His workers have retired for warmer climes which thing does not worry me as I climb to home I seem to be in Charge of Property. Sometimes people come but seldom wander around in four feet of snowing area. They feet will freeze iff they follow my tracks before they reach me iff they are in a vehicular mode they better function in the outer lane. Away from me. I am in Hybernation mode. I seldom sleep but dress real cool and look real dumb. It is only Winter come. You should see me smiling as eye type this LaWYore. Jesus CHrist is now mye mouthpiece. I am reformer.

HiddenRanchCOlorado

2009-12-09T12:45:00.000-07:00

HiddenRanchCOlorado

Suddenly there was three gliders in the sky spitting snow down on COlorado below. There was three gliders above the city they turned on the snow blowers at 20,ooo feet and created the snow storm to insure the revenue they seek. HiddenRanchCOlorado wants snow on the peaks. SO they created it, this sudden unseasonable Snow Storm at the winter of '29. The Trolley Driver warned me iff there is no snow there is no revenues iff the city gets no revenue they starve a carcase Trolley then becomes. Warm dry snow peaking out at least TWO feet deep. Remember that it drifts and we have to walk in it. I am CharlaXANdroidONeSEven only four feet tall I tend to disappear in it. This artificial blown down by them gliders stuff is at least not subzeroing my tempreatures are up. I guess I need better gear like gore text stufft. This poem could turn into self pity patting on the back of eye think I better stop the worry before I lose the girl she left me sitting in the cold. SHe has kept my love. Its in another state I cannot find the necessary heat to take the cold away from Heart eating and drinking cokes in snow is not any sort of fun especially this abstract artificial one. TO prove it go get a handfull of it take it inside a warm place like a home and try to get it to melt it wont melt because its artificial dry made snow. But they will ski on it and bring more revenue to the lift places in the sky. They have to haul some up in ice bucket trucks its so Bizzare. As long as no one knoes its a secret HiddenRanchCOlorado idea I assume that its okay. Have a great snow day.

Geniallaylialnasaloil

2009-12-05T14:15:00.000-07:00

Geniallaylialnasaloil

Geniallaylialnasaloil has now been developed for skiers nose. Stops frostbite in its tracks. Made by a TotallyTandemCompany. TotallyTandemCompany®™ is a Subsidiary company of WHirlyfritzer(LTD)®™ A overseas version of Zappersunlimited. Jack Burroughs a New Londen Poet is the President from the Cleveland Burroughs area. We went to the Netherlands and Iceland and New Zealand which is very near Colorado. The oil we found was near a Skink bush growing in two pods and dangling there for all the world like a small animal husk might look in winter. We brought the cost down so homeless people can buy this stuff at Albertsons. Its in a round container like Udder Balm. Rub it where it goes. After all there is no telling where that skiers nose has been. Up the slopes or down the tracks. Only 35 P each item sold seperately one container a week is all thats needed Charles will want to get one every day he is that hard nosed. We developed the oil formula from old bannanna peels we find them everywhere on shelves and windowseals. Remember iff its red or black or just chaffed a bite or a crack get Geniallaylialnasaloil in the white label can. By Tandem.

ARoundTree

2009-12-02T09:37:00.000-07:00

ARoundTree

TRY saying a "Blanket Statemeant". ALL TREES ARE ROUND. On the face of things this statement is True. It even looks logical and true from a perspective point of view. I even cannot remmember ever seeing an Unrounded tree or wait unless its the Bonzai. Lets go putt this in laymans terms again. I can NEVER remember ever seeing a tree that was some other shaped than round. I will not say anything for the Bonzai because the very definition. A Clarifier. All NATURAL GROWTH trees are round. Trunk and limbs if left alone the generations round that come from seed in ground. A tree is not indelicate left alone thing they grow up ROUND the shape of limbs and even trunks around the tree is Rounded. But they are not usually a perfect CIRCLE and most trees are wider in one direction only causing them to LOOK skinny on the other two. Two what?? Directions. Keep up. Wide on one side is TWO directions taken on the exCompass NOrth and SOuth because the Tree is faceing East on the thin side and West. The BroadBase of the fat side is NOrthbound and SOuthbound as sure as you will find moss there. The corrected term is ROund we do not call trees oblong or ovoid them at all. Trees is Round. GOD did not make Diamond faceted trees and yet diamonds are round until cutt. Most logs is round until SPlit. GO look at a TRUCKloaded of firewood take a moment to check EACH and EVERY piece on that TRUCK has a Round side and flat side except for the ones in the middle have two flat sides usually taken from the fat side facing north and south to make larger chunks. Iff the wood you are looking at is thin and flat on both sides it was taken from the skinnyside East and West the WoodCutter is LAZY you are wasting your money. The True Test is Density. Check the weight. Iff the wood is light weighted you can be certain the WoodCutter took it from the SKinny SIdes East and West. Iff the wood is heavy and thick you have the North and South from the fat side. Pay up take home the wood clean your chimney flue. Make sure there is no debris lay a flat flat side next to a round flat side Kindling in the central area. WHile the wood is burning bright it lasts longer in the night and keeps burning by replaceing each piece as necessarily they consume one another. Saw logs only in your dreams. GOodnight everybody. Sweet dreams.

FourtTteenLayers

2009-11-29T15:18:00.000-07:00

FourtTteenLayers

Fourteen Layers of Light. All white variance of bright. Some dim some shiney but all of them were white. Ivory Porcelain Parrifin Sugar Cloudy Linen Horseywhite. Bright to Brighter in mye night. No color in THIS rainbow White Snow Paper Salt Dogwood Flower Whitewash Paint DogRunt, Ghost. Fourteen layers of White on white no offwhite yellowish flower petaling. The combination of the layers sum total of mye fears. The sin that Jesus called it Crimson Red shall soon be White again. White as white as Snow on a Dogwood fenced with paper, sugar, salt filled clouds of linen billowing ivory like the keys of Parrifin waxing near a porcelain base. Riding a White Horse saving Runt Dogs. Jesus Comes. In fourteen layers of light tonight. A GHost. FourtTteenLayers.

TIME

2009-11-20T09:00:00.001-07:00

TIME

YESterday is GOD was there IS there now The Holy Spirit is a TIME travellor. There was sins mistakes horrible machinations bad food and poor relations. Thank GOD its over now while GOD is there he fixes it. TOday is GOD is there The Father moves TOday He fixes all we say and do removes it iff he haves too. Faith means more to him then sight is just plain wrong sometimes. TOday has GOD The Father and the Holy SPirit moving deep within it. TOmorrow has arrived for GOD is there before it comes to eye the SON his namme is Jesus CHrist the one from Nazereth suffice the day was bad we boned it up we made him GLAD we called on him to fix it up now its over for the Father GOD the Holy SPirit and the SON has one more tomorrow only iff we are lucky enought just to find it. TIME

Yes

2009-11-13T10:24:00.000-07:00

Yes

I. It is there. I. It is there. I. It is there. I saw my lover as in a winnoed window a small square of the only thing that may ever really matter in mye heart a picture is worth these thousands of words but first a joke. I noticed a new set of headphones and I snagged them up in the pocket of my vested interest. I wondered to myself what they did fit. And so i began to look around for the Camera they had come from? Camera? What Radio? LOLZX. Yes. The reason on the Camera Instructions for the headphones now listen closer.
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The reason they had for adding the ear budds to the camera was strang and funn so listen bud to one. They printed the instructions out one by one to make them plain in a brown wrapper. Reason One. Plug your headphones into your Camera just before you Shutter you will then hear the SnapShot loud as thundar. Reason Two was even a stranger Plug your ear BUdds into the battery case when changing batteries you will hear them erase. When telling a poem iff you have to explain her dont bother for no one will get it later. CharlaXAndroidOneSeven says I cant share the PIC but she is there on her website LOZXL my LADY is beautifull what more can I ever want. ♥ We are goona get a poodle.

AfternoonTeaWithSUsanBoyle

2009-11-09T12:55:00.000-07:00

AfternoonTeaWithSUsanBoyle

A social nightmare blundering in the day time english tea time is usually at four pm not early certainly not late. So I would be so embarrassed to meat such Royalty I could sit there on my hands. Jumping at every nudge and scone offerring. When she actually came in before me I would Geneflunk like we was always taught to do. SHe would say SO do you like my singging want to dance. Romance? Oh the giggeling boy in me would prance. SHe would ask me to tell her all my wisdom I read on her website that this is what she values most in a little boy. I cleared my throat and then I said, " most searches are expediantly preformed the date aquired not needed after all." The crowds did roar. I take High Tea for I was hungry give me lots of bloddy meat with poultry sweetly adding sugar to the mess. Unless its time for low tea then give my cokkie to the guest. Putt the lemone in the milk curdle the tea for eye love a tart tea time. SHe sighed at such a poetic lout about. I laughed as Susan boiled over at the eye such fun on a MOnday afternoon. Oh the Queen she loved to fill her wanting tummy at this time for lunch was skimpy peanut buttered. White bread after freezing is rather limp old chap book near the laundry basket cased. I hope you like my poem Susan B. ANtoinette.

WinterBane

2009-11-06T11:06:00.000-07:00

WinterBane

Soltive pre ordained priest warlike additives initially a Jesus Freak becoming cold hearted in the winter. Bane has come with hatred of simple minded people. Sexual orientation is nill. Macabration indentation on the quilt. A welcome matt with a towel for spills. I have a small fortune tied. Up is not an option now. There is only snow up there eventually. The water line is nearer the river then the streaming stream of water near me on the highway catching all the melting riverlets as they run away from home in WinterBane. Some men still have strength but they abuse it think to break down boarded ruins tearing down old barns and cornors of old abandoned houses where homeless and poor people might find shelter from the rain. Where will they find to dwell. Because of wealth they have a large area to heat in WinterBane they have a larger of a structure the more expensive in the WinterBane with sleet coming down in Sheets of Ice looked like a solid wall of water hitting me Frost icing clothing no thing was DRY ice all over me a few moments after I stepped toe out of sheltor walking on the SIDE of the road cant walk on the roadway slipping on the ICE stepped offroad walking in the treelined. I found what looked like a Najavo Hogan brogaded outside there was clothes hannging on branches a Babylon Garden in the snow. While the whole city was whited out at degrees zero. The goose has a liver. Oh Pâté the liver rules the Goose is cooked with too many alcholic incumbents while the minutes of the meeting Read all old activity reported long ago nothing is new under the sun. Nothing there is nothing is there nothing in my past has preparred me for my future education has failed me for the alcholic eye was ruined for functioning in SOciety degenerate reborne. Nothing smelles worse to a man then sex mixed up with tobacco and alchohol how can anyone live as porn objects and still survive the toll booth smells like whiskey before three pee em it takes the heart to control it takes the lust to want. I feared to die for I was sinnor I feared one day to lay underneathe the snow ensheathed but then one day has come to eye EYE Fear No Snow EYE Fear No Snow I am a man. The snow no longer bothers me. I am beneath it all, My soul is not inside of me. It leaves me when I fall. As I lay here silently,wating for the trumpet, It will blow!
I do not any longer fear the snow.
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