bright nights big city lights

bright nights big city lights

July 7, 2015 at 9:31am

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bright nights big city lights

bright nights big city lights

bright nights big city lights
it never interested me there was no brain wave to go to the Big Apple would eye just be the smallest worm in pain the boy who never made it big no toys a box to hold my begging cup and screen reader for my phone no way the city can be huge and not hold the interest of the eye do not need the sky scraping my behind the buildings is the alley trash cans banging port o lets hanging upside down no one uses them they use the area for warfare not a homeless shelter just the sidewalk asphalt jungle much like a dog laying without a bone the people have no home are refused the money that they need the pennies spilling out of cups not used for much they have a vacant look a porch on a closed business with a blanket torn from hands of drunks not needed when its wet they kick the covers off the bottles fill with bugs no wine from the store can stop the pain of being homeless in a city made of iron and windows closed on streets the first floor lobby only screens with robot faces shaking no way none of you are sleeping inside brother can you spare a dime uninflated to a penny over time the cup will hold a dollar only buys another cup of woe be unto the city that ignores the poor and caters only to the rich they fight with god when they fight the ditch
bright nights big city lights

MEntal MEntality

MEntal MEntality

December 29, 2013 at 3:19pm

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MEntal MEntality ME ME get it now ???

MEntal MEntality
MEntal MEntality
we wish life could be lived more then once
some people need to live twice
once the wrong way
than once more to get it right
but never thrice
three times would bring more error
the second time of life would stop the wrong done in the first
and death would be not feared as much as it is now
the written in stone things they did to us
those bullies were a holy terror
in the second life would be no hurts
and death would not be feared as much as it is now
the poor among us rich in this decay
why cannot our lives just be this way
and death would not be feared as much as it is now
but thought is not the life we live
and words have yet to give
the power of the life we live
and death would not be feared as much as it is now
MEntal MEntality

Poets were

Charles Robert Hice

5 hours ago

Poets were
Poets were
they were alive not dead at least once in there lifetime respective poets
some of them were not even religious
some of them did not rhyme words into namby pamby poetry
some of the poets wrote real fine poetry using forms that had lines and breaks and syllables counting mistakes
they wrote ideas and used tools they made modern day poets use rules
they danced and they pranced into the history books
they gave the mirrored dirty looks
they toiled and they spun working for fun more then money
they kept the work hidden some of them got found out and were taken to the publishing house
poets were a dime a dozen
thick as thieves and twice as fast
they made the words come alive they made the words dance
now they are gone but the words they live on
Poets were — in Tallahassee, FL.

infantile delivery

infantile delivery

December 3, 2013 at 11:37am

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infantile delivery infantile delivery I have been goo and boo hoo above the heads of my listeners the readers have spoken tick tock tick tock by the amount of time spent on these missives coo coo choo choo they say oh look how cute and dimples for a smile real baby talk is gibberish and meaningless some people shall remain nameless they talk baby talk to the dogs and cats it sounds something like this ah ah ou ou oi oi jio jio giggle and then thay smile and wink and nod and say the cat she understood me infantile delivery

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infantile delivery
infantile delivery
I have been goo and boo hoo above the heads of my listeners
the readers have spoken tick tock tick tock by the amount of time spent on these missives coo coo choo choo
they say oh look how cute and dimples for a smile
real baby talk is gibberish and meaningless
some people shall remain nameless
they talk baby talk to the dogs and cats
it sounds something like this
ah ah ou ou oi oi jio jio giggle
and then thay smile and wink and nod and say the cat she understood me
infantile delivery

Mye Day Thursaday

Charles Robert Hice

27 minutes ago

Mye Day Thursaday
Mye Day Thursaday
for ewe
morning was a noise of people parking cars coming to work at the building next door eye had fallen asleep at the lieberry again under the roof to escape the rain it had only sprinkled but eye moved otherwise eye would have been awake there is a long walk and then it happened not every day and not always when eye wish there was a cup of coffee on the street sitting pretty on a newspaper stand left by a commuter intent on getting his or her trolley ride always in a hurry this coffee was so good because of the surprise of finding it so early and on time eye zig zag the streets to save time trying to get to McDonalds to get my coffee it is only 55p with a refill its a good price and a nice place HORROR the coffee machine was broken eye stared behind the counter in disbelief and told another man to go to Wendys and so now eye went outside there was a empty cup and one beside it eye inched up to it and stared hard at a full cup the coffee was cold and old but so nice to find another miricle in mye day thursaday
two cups and not a penny spent thrifty is mye namme
for she who waits for charlax
for you
Mye Day Thursaday

heaven rains

heaven rains 

 Angels stand on nothing it looks like a Choir robed all in white while they sing the sound is so beautiful it looks like flight and sounds like heaven raining down the steps unseen the building behind them must be behind those heaven gates they swing the music like nothing ever heard on earth before it praises them it edifies there GOD above the throne looks down and somewhere standing there upon the right hand of the GOD the Jesus dressed for the final battle smiles he sees me in perplexion the mortal coil in danger of reflection why is this allowed to me to see this vision of my GOD and why just singing it seems so strang to see this vision of the Angels singing above me in the winter heaven rains the smile of Jesus while eye quake in fear the sheep though lost in thought is quickly picking up a stick like Moses eye leaned heavily upon my staff and chaffed at yoke of GOD while my mind tried despiritly to pull this music into reality but failed to discern the content of the happiness of GOD while heaven rains the happiness of GOD the smile of Jesus the moment of my wisdom in the desert came to me from HIM who made the elements and brings to me the heaven rains the music of the Angels standing in the Clouds the Building steps under them quite beautiful to imagine them the Alabaster marble and the clear sea tones escaping to my ears can not contain the melodies of GOD while heaven rains upon the brow of this lost son 
 CharlaX crying for the heaven rains above

Broken Tryst

Broken Tryst

This needs to be penned forever in all your minds who is a form of how do you expect to be called Christians when you refuse services to the poor and homeless poet for the worry pain and suffering you have caused him are already enough to get you in trouble with my Jesus when he comes from the Sky to take us to the Bye and Bye he might ask you why  you used his name then did not complete your tasks for him you see he warns us not to live as rich people live in fancy church rooms with poor services cars and money fine dining every day who do you think you are to refuse me a letter from a friend the only way eye have to receive anything dont take a blessed thing from me and still pretend to Christian be the envoy of the Lord you will have to change your Job for even volunteers must be examples to the flock do not be so quick to Judge a man used to being robbed might get angry quick when Mail Room mail is kept from him the friday person did not look real good in stacks of missing not presented but what made this christian angry was the wednesday crowd of not even looking just dismissing then the added worry of the banning person quite ready to ban me from the sloppy services not really even being provided to me all in all not a good way to run a Church Business is only the Broken Tryst of Jesus and this poet CharlaX will get even with you Stephan nammed them all the stoners will be bricked up in the wall for Stephan has the comfort now the Broken Tryst must fall

April Seven Poetry

April Seven Poetry

April Seven Poetry

The Secrets of the Universe

or rename the planets

One the hidden magnifier this can be a pocket magnifier upon the hillside it will ignite a leaf it will light a leaf on fire if you have the patience of a saint and time to unlock secrets on the UNiverse eye have done this lots of times making sure to be carefully endowed hopine girls were looking past the crowd the name of Mercury is now Magnify

this first item is best used with tweezers rhymes with geezer make it secret it appears as iff you are making fire out of nothing but the leaf itself this gives you an Indian honor a dubious recognition they might even call you a wizard let you sit at the tribal fire or torture you

Two Goober Nuts

Food is scarce in the field there is usually nuts sometimes small berries on a bush hangging you might pretend to have peanuts but everyone usually has Filberts until overuse might prevent nurture and abuse two differant things you should carry Jars of peanut butter plastic coated Goober Nuts at least two the name of Venus is now Goober this is about FOOD people not sex not the gutteral form of the past

Three Crosses for Easter

Religion is rather difficult for the saved differ from the unsaved the difference is not the vernacular or the nomenclature or the appearances of anyone but what happened one day in Rome was built the three crosses on a hill outside the City of Jerusalem they took three men one of them repentent one of them the scoffer one of them was GOD upon the Cross of wooden suffering HE died to save us all this year on Easter please remember this little poem of our LORD was slain a sacrifice between two men the three crosses held a thief he cursed and cried why dont you save us iff you are who you say you are ??? the other said OH no do not talk to HIM this way he hung hus head and cried WE both are guilty of this thing they do nothing wrong in doing this to us but Jesus he is not the one they should have let him go he has done the NOTHING wrong. LORD he cried with a loud voice Remember me when you get to Paradise Jesus looked down upon the repentent man and promised him This Day shall you be with me and then he gave a loud Cry and gave up the Holy Ghost and died. The other man died along with the repentant one and Jesus his fate is less then certain oh where will he reside behind the curtain. Mars is now called Cross.
Four Secret things of Friendship

a trusted secret a love an indiscretion an ability these four things mixed up in tithing on the Earth is not about the money but the worth the old green things of Earth the future tied to past the found love the loss of the trust gets lost when the indescretion comes then goes into the ability to find the love again the Earth is now called Friend

Five Golden Rings

should eye speak to them of other planets circling round the other suns the red ones ancient life forms revolve slowing to the end of time seeking a new home perhaps they visit us informing Angels of our Ancestral home the ships taking so long across space to arrive the podular creatures no threat to our survival they add to the space junk outside the orbit of our sun they glide these dead monoliths arrive and orbit Earth they each one of them glint and glide no hint of the size of these things circle us like huge GOlden Rings they glide from space we look like a huge Giant Beehive now to others of the kind of Aliens that fill the Universe and Thrive they leave home to Conquer worlds but sleep forever Golden Rings on someones threshhold of existances not even seen unless its only glimpses like a reflection of a Golden Ring the sun bouncing all the signals into space falls to the Earth and they should finally be the Answer to the End of Time was only Spacecraft falling from the Sky as swiftly as the Five GOlden Orbits of the Five GOlden Rings across the Void of Space they fall

Saturn is called the Golden Ring

Read SPotted Pinocchio

Six red painted spots on the puppet one red dot on the end of the nose of pinocchio tells lies just to see his nose grow long he laughs a bad little boy not understanding what he is doing his master frowns down extending the ropes allowing him even more freedom to do wrong but hoping in his chest he will do the right things the red spots on his elbows the red spots on his knees and the one hidden on the bottom of one of his feet Gillespie did this so the puppet would always be his for he created him to be his little boy and when these six spots came to life the old man almost came to being the puppet for the boy was now his heart Jupiter is now the Read Dot

The Seven Hills of Rome

Rome to Greece to America to Egypt to Mud to Bricks to Straw

Each segment of the earth worm makes up the biggest thrill of all the Mayan Grace the time is gone 2012 hath come the world will end the sky will fall the greatest love of all will call who who who is coming who who who will be revealed is it Moses or Adam God or Jesus called the Christ dwelling on the Seven Hills of Rome

Uranus is now called Rome

April Seven Poetry