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Against the Grain At times in our lives When everything spirals Out of control & beyond any semblance There seems a gnawing, nagging dread Egging us on It is alright to call me later on I am not in a bad mood simply typing with my voice while we're talking yes, audiocontrol I'm putting the words into the device hopefully the words will turn into something to help help people to defeat the negativity wow, they're going through the hardships of life The words in my room in my room and im pretty weird but true the word my room my room spirals and embraces old old also phone phone old home, who would hear it ? we know who Who would share it ? moon doom aurora massacre who would find Scrambling in front of them, know inside of them, sew them in so, Not let them go, Wh...

One grain falls in slow motion One teardrop explodes with the force of Armageddon We wait With breath imprisoned Our lives flashing before our eyes We wait As spectators do Watching familiar specters Etched into celluloid Performing super human feats In front of a camera lens With nary care or conviction Before the shot goes to post Before the render farms grab hold Before the animators & colorists The Foley guys... Who will type up the credits For your masterpiece? From the very beginning The first jot of a note Which birthed this spectacle Was written before your birth ... not that you don't possess freewill..., Epic battles have waged & left landscapes lying ragged On the floor Like a crumpled chrysalis For the fact that men will wage war Over ideas & power Or another attempting to force Either of these upon the other They are lovers of themselves & ringing the bells of hell Do not go gently Into that long, dark night Why sho...

Not about how many times you try nor is it all failure it's not always open skies to spot the trail time: time: times unaltered rhythm Congested in our human growth But never our desire for expansion Yesterday you forgot about the fake leg Proping you up in this dramedy How accomplished you now seem How earthy How real As much as the joker Who left his prosthesis In a barbecue grill Now he's as rich as Trump Because he got drunk Or alzhiemered out of his mind To the point where he just let go Of trying to keep up Or making pre-fabricated grades & points with the people That don't add up To much In the grand scheme Of things God was looking out for that character Best thing he ever did The way you hear local folk tell it There isn't a failure That can't be turned into an out and out victory Or a single lovin' one of us Without the worth Of life & liberty & the pursuit Of unending joy ~ PMPope 2015©

A Work of Prose Poetry In Installments A Collaboration of Light & Love Ladies & Gentlemen, I joyfully present The 1st Web Installment of... Wanting so much more in life, other than his 100k lifestyle He feels his failure inside and squeezes it into a little pill, Swallowing the bitter pill and leaving reality for a dream. +++++ Here I am, looking out the window as the sun surfaces, In awe of such beauty from above, traveling afar On a venture to find oneself betwixt the mayhem – chaos How I so long to roam this new road I now journey I hear the bustle and commotion, as we now descend The landscape below entices the desire even more so As we now, approach land and I see my destination I can feel the rush of the adventure, racing passionately How it seemed forever, so distant, the dream I envisioned Time has now come, to initiate this new course of action All my earnings spent away, to live, as I have never dared Breathing now ...

driving down through the greenest section of town when its hot... it's 85 degrees out! Driver's window is down. Left arm resting in the frame. 'In 600 feet, turn right on Poplar Tent Road' she states with soft emphasis. You concede to her voice command. you smell honeysuckle PMPope Shared from Google Keep

Which name these flowers go by, under which guise of man-made beauty, is for finer machine-heads than these fingers typing into this note-taking app. How to expulse this beauty in electrons,  while remaining relevant to the tedious mindex (think: roll-a-dex of the intelligencia)  in applicable wordings, to make the superbly gifted children of these times realize that,... beauty is more than a pricetag or an employable designation. When simple poet  (such as am i) can not even raise one adjective for such a fineness; such a fondness; without finesse or any other co-conspiracy  the public & the publishing industry has come to honor  as worthy of particular accolade, heavy-laden with accomplishments  to entice & incite one the other  to eXplode with the furious abandonment of right and wrong. To me, the birds, the bees, the flowers, the trees,... Ad infinum, are creations to, for mere & unadulterated mom...

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Not as one would suspect (I most assuredly am able To acertain) Is the love of all the flowers; Hair & nails; Shoes & fabric; Fine food & things Printed on green fiber Dug from the soul Deeper than the earthen Clay pots of hieroglyph Her's is none of these. She wants to run & watch them bleed. PMPope 2011

Finding the bottom of the pot As rushing between necessity permits Babble on Babble you glorious heads of beef Sing every moment you have left The Spring really needs to know Your law is held in reserve for higher profits Price per barrel; priceless The cost of love When you need to eat steak Or gnaw off your arm Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7

Today the teeth aren't too bad. I have the teeth of a shark. They aren't connected to the jawbone. They float in the gums and bump against the bone decay. I tried once to bite a girlfriend on the back pocket of her jeans. Holy mama! that was my first experience in the extreme dental hell-pain I would find myself thrust into throughout my adult life. The genetics were just all wrong. My mom has the same bone loss and gum disease patterns i see in myself. My dad,... pshww! if he had any sort of medical condition he wouldn't tell me about it. He almost missed out on even saying 'Hello.' to me on this planet. He wanted my mom to have an abortion while she was pregnant with me. That makes you feel sorta special once you know what it means. I have to wake up early to take my mom to her doctor appointment. Buenos suenos!