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The sky is ragged
And stars
Got visible in the holes.
The smell of rain
Has become
The only perfume for your soul.
You are canning summer air
In jars
So that November
Could be slightly diluted
With joy of June,
With shooting stars of August,
The tender sea waves of July
And love of March and April.
You preserve your thoughts,
Dreams and feelings
To open all the jars
On the New Year"s eve.
So in a kaleidoscope of emotions
You are the one who turns the earth..

Ok, we made a mistake,,we are sorry, did not know, can we go?, Our ship lost power, we landed here, can we just
empty our waste, its not to to our taste,,bye,,, see you soon,, on the far side of the moon.

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Exposing the world
to your vile Pricks
Ejaculating luciferian serums
Corrupting our DNA.

Raping our throats
and nostrils
Searing
our consciousness

We know
what you want Satan
to defile the holy temple
of the holy body

So it shall be
in the last days
as in the days
of Noah

You desire
to be like God
but you will never
be God

God knows our very thoughts,
You are a counterfeit
You are a fraud
who lies steals and destroys

You come
to deceive
the world
with poison

You desire to control
through Luciferace tracking,
graphene Oxide,
parasites and disease

You are a parasite
and disease
to all humanity
and to all of Heaven

You are eternally
exiled from heaven
with all your
demon minions

In your hatred rath
plan destroying
anything made
in God's image

Yahweh is still on the throne
Christ has paid the ransom
and holds the keys
to Hades and hell

Your final
Destination
Because as you know
The Lamb wins!!! ©


07/12/21

Now my love, a little bit co-mingles;
In that wide and deep digital sea;
I'm just another guy - Connecting Singles;
Is enough social media for me.
My heart is lonely - yet my body tingles;
With some love past, or future destiny;
As through the clouds, I see the Moon break cover;
And I wish and hope for a new lover.

My wide reflection on a life been lived;
In a dozen ways, with many people;
I've always found - yet never could forgive;
The aloof side of me - just like a steeple;
And these lines of verse that will survive;
Myself, and so unlike many sheeple;
I'll write my life, as best as I remember;
Gee, to think it is already now December!

Twenty twenty-one - how Time does race!
And no love I've had, since 'twas Covid;
The world has changed, has changed its very face;
(Although I don't intend to be this morbid);
So where is love, amidst this new disgrace?
Where's love in my poems? - I'd write "ibid"
Which means "look above" (at older Poetry);
Now I'm fifty-three, nothing happens, and I'm lonely.

Shortly to my story - I digress;
In speculation purely metaphysical;
I let in a little light, to now ingress;
Into the darker shadows of the mythical;
My Soul's Odessey must now confess;
The ruin of the passion of the animal;
That was 'oft myself, as a younger man;-
Temptation led me, where ever tempting can.

Beauty, like the world - it's often true;
Is mixed with cruelty, ugliness, and vice;
Sometimes good hearts and souls must go askew;
Before we realize we should be nice;
My chequered path in life, I must review;
And so I have, and so it will suffice;
To give here, so much, ample material;
(I relate each vignette, as a serial).

That this is rough and ready - perhaps I've told you;
That I'm Australian, (and so I must be frank);
Good reader, I would never mean to scold you;
For reading this, I must then you now thank;
On the wings of Poesy, I'll uphold you;
Tall tales, and true, right from the memory bank;
I thus continue this poetic story:
Despite the odds, I've lived life in its glory.

This is a type of internal monologue;-
An anecdote to sketch a wasted life;-
I'm sober - finally lifts the mind's long fog;-
Now clarity can shine amidst the strife;-
With renewed poetic force my thoughts I log;-
For this, my muse, my muse it is my wife!
Through some Arcady, where I may yet travel;-
As from the pen, my story does unravel.


© lovecanbereal
All rights reserved

I was stunned when this story was told to me.
Let's call my narrator for today Cee.
This is no church but still her testimony...
Of finding love, happiness and true harmony.
And as my heart raced and danced glee.
She informed me not with one but with three.
Well now how do I respond? Golly Gee!
Me: Explain before I faint please this trilogy!
She: Loving one is pure agony.
Something was always missing with Mr. Lee.
He was lacking time and love but cash was free.
Then I met my wonderful Anthony.
He had no cash and knew nothing about love but had a wonderful D.
I fell for Francois quite accidentally.
But he makes me wetter than the damn sea.
Me: If this was an exam I would probably be graded E.
How does one accidentally fall in love, family?
She: Oh please do not give me the third degree!
Me: Sis you got them all without Lil ol Mee!
Loving one is agony? Loving three makes you a prodigy!
She: All I hear and see is jealousy.
I have no complains I am happy.
I just hope that none studies or practice criminology.
For now I am living this life with not one apology.

What do I want for Christmas?
End slavery in places like the Ivory Coast so my Reese's can be made
With people who are paid a livable wage with good working conditions
Get rid of the masks so don't have to breath in bad air
Give me some snow, it snowed a few times in November, but nothing yet in December
Get rid of drugs like meth so other families don't have to go broke
Make it so all nursing home residents get visits from their family members instead Of the pitiful four percent that do get a weekly visit
Make it so I don't have to be afraid when I go to work
Make people good so they don't harm others with their words or their actions
Make Biden step down so we can get a good president like Bernie Sanders
Give me the ability to hit a good consistent golf swing so I can join the PGA and get paid doing something I love
Make music as good now as it was in the 80's
Bring my dad and Michael Jackson back from the dead because I miss them
Make people be happy and well taken care of at all times in their lives
Give me a house so you can come down my chimney

I saw the cliff and dangle on it's edge,
My heart pounded as I stood on the ledge.
I knew not what laid in the depth below,
In order to find out I had to let go.
Desperately I hanged on for all I was worth.
I gave every excuse known on this earth.
Letting go was just not the option I wanted.
Still the beauty below continously taunted.

He whispered promises I longed to hear.
He talked me through every excuse or fear.
He promised I had nothing to fear in falling.
To my soul his sweet voice kept calling.
"I got you baby! I will always have you."
"Trust this baby. Please believe in love true."
I listened, made more excuses and then I closed my eyes.
Then I jumped hoping it is not all lies.

For the first time I took a wild chance.
I will rock no more but freely dance.
As I fall into the mystery of this experience, quite new...
I hope it is truly an adventure for two.
I have a vision of two hearts forever entwined.
And pray that our stars are forever aligned.

I took a chance and let go...
I let go for you just so you know..

Balance...

Two sides of the same coin.
All points in a circle.

Synapses
and metaphorical bloods.

Come together...
Forged up- from will to hand
to remind me of the reason.

So find me-
Rarest, rawest form.

I have learned
to howl my marrow out.

I have learned to love the silence.

I am ready.

Who is the standard bearer of life as we know it? A conspiracy theorist? or a government thats right? It seems to me, we are told whats true, not for me, not for you, unless you are rich, with connections, no price to pay, no corrections, hey you,, yes you,, that normal person,, have you not learned your lesson? Take what you are told as true, never be uniquely you, the establishment controls how it will be,,,never you,,, never me.

I drove to the Kennedy Mall in Dubuque
I went to Hallmark and got my favorite ornament
It's Clark Griswold from National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation
He is holding up a knot of Christmas lights to put on the roof of the house
There is dialogue from that scene that plays when you press a button
I also got The Far Side page a day calendar, one for me and one for a friend
I drove around after that and just looked at all the cars and all the shoppers
Then I drove to Kieler and played a pinball game, but the ball got stuck
Then I drove to Walmart in Platteville and played my motorcycle racing game
I got second as my best out of three times
I counted the road signs on the way and averaged over 10 signs every mile
Mile marker signs, speed limit signs, advertising signs, wrong way signs
Lots of metal posts with information on them
The best part of driving for me is singing
So I had about two hours of that
I hope your Thanksgiving and Black Friday were fun too!