WordPlayThrice

handwritten for facebook (smile) thrice

I can talk Succintly about knowledgeable subjects OR degenerate into a lot of garbage OR even snort some lies. Write the truth make up a fable or fabricate a title. Work a headline onto the text trash some pages out flip BLogger over. RHyme with OPine generate grounds up with agg shelled nuts peas in pods full of songs of CHristmas will be cold Toasting wicked wax filled glass not glasses. Glasses is plural. Plural for two eye one glass eye say it is a cup OR sauce OR beverage holder dry. Dry without a lid made entirely up of round walls bottom side up make that bottom side down mabe standing up at attendant span wait stop that make that Attention Span MARTHA attendant span makes little hairs stand up all over me Attention span is a better play on words. WOrds into poem poem into picture picture into note. Word play once. Word play twice. Word play Thrice. Handwritten for facebook bye CharlaX Thrice. ed.note.ed SUccintly is INN the notebook I used WORD DOCUMENT to spell check it only proves it. What eye been saying all along CharlaX is a genious.

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.

FalseArressttTwo

The man dropped his keys it was so bizarely cold. He had tried to clip them on his belt but missed and did not know them keys were gone. His car flashing lights at noone he supposed. He held up the Crowbar stiffly in thin leather gloving not meant for the Subzero weather that we all get in Colorado. He attacked the ICE that was building around his Storefronted back door. His car stopped flashing the lights missing him HE turned to see what was wrong in time to see three punks had found the KEYS just laying there were three of them now Joyriding away all his life was in that Car HE screamed and someone came too late too stop the car berserk away. GONE. MY CAR IS GONE? the policeman was nice but the man wept tears of stone turning water into ice as they fell upon his doorway. You are under arresstt when the policeman saw the Crowbar and what he was doing to the ice looked like Illegal entry. Visit day is Tuesday.

TheBombThreat

A They must have detected my settings I am an ANdroid I change the computor a little so my email seems more normal to the humans beings. B The student that called in the Threat had a final test and could not face

it. C The ADministrator of this Lieberry called it in to have a day offing extending CHristmas vacation time in the offing. D It was Chee my new friend NO. HE at least was looking for FOOD today. NO one on campus or in the lieberry could have done it. It was a systematic panic button lock down for the younger schools was closed down all the campuses were suspected suspects. A good effort by Authorites to save as many lives as plausable I must say I am IMpressed at such a Mass Hysteria reduced. IN breaking news a man robbed the Licquour Store near Walmart with an Empty SHopping bag he filled it with JackDaniels once then tried to leave the store without paying. Butt the SWAT teamed up. They got him with the M16s at the door where he was handcuffed taken inn shaken down to the Jail to neverrobnomore. Once there HE asked them for his ONE PHONE CALL. Where he dialed the number of the SCHool House Lawyer scratched there on the wall of his cell. Still INebriated HE said to THEM : " I got bombed. I need money I need more MONEY I need more failure to communicate. I need to get BOMBED again some more " And this is WHY they CLOSED the Campuses of ALL the SCHools on TheBombThreat Day. SO sore.

ProffPudding

I still laugh over the email i got oncet that said "We here at (companynamme) do not think that YOU there are a real person." And eye am NOT quoting.

What iff Jesus Christ had Gmail and Yahoo. JesusChrist@yahoo.com JesusChristtheSpirit@gmail.com Iff all else fails type GOD in google search box. Unfortunately, we just don’t have the time or resources to continue with Dear God - so we have decided to sell it. Interested in continuing ‘Dear God’, please contact bill@thecoolhunter.net

(update - Dear God has been sold and has landed in the right hands - will be back in Dec) SO PLEASE do not email bill. http://www.intimacywithgod.com/ behold the lamb of god on page 13 of google search i finally found a mention of Jesus Christ. "I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things." - Paul (Philippians 3:8) the musick is great here at this website in brazil. I remember that the Bible says Paul fell of his high horsey. This is for Daniel Crocker my good friend on facebook this is what he gets for asking for proof positive. Merry CHristmas Jesus. et tu all of you. This is ProffPudding.

 

CityBusFried

On a snow day I can understand the problem but not on a regular schedule the highway is not icy I walk in to this place each and every day I can see the side the ice is gone. The snow piled up on the sidewalk where the plowed left it. The terminal was there I walked to the store and bought. I sat outside happy that I did not miss the bus. 3:30 passed remember this time I was there long before past due arrived. The bagboy at Albertsons was puzzled he said the Bus comes at 4:00 pm because he has seen me catch it before and rides it on days he has no ride home. 4 PM came and the bus materialized but did not come to the store stop. I ran back to the center where I hoped to get the next one. There was a bus sitting there ready to go at 4:30 Pm. He shook his head when I asked him and clearly said this is not your bus. I fried. I went inside. I made a complaint and got fried some more the man in the office was ruder then before he sent me out to the wrong bus again it was almost too much for a poor transit rider to take I asked and got the MAN UPSTAIRS and I began to snitch. He was copecetic. He related. He must work in Public Relations. He said I understand your anger. He said you can ride the loop around. I proceeded out the door and got the 5:30 bus ride home. After nearly two hours with no ride home visible or viable I ran into the same man this mourning and gave it to him again. I only smiled and said. I want you to talk to YOUR DRIVER about riding the bus home. Again. AMEN. CityBusFried.

TheTimeFactor

Most people just cant spare the time. Some people have lots of money then sit on planes for several hours or even days between flights bathrooms locked mops in the happy halls at Christmas time. BUckets in the snow bizarely frozen mops straight up like attention. When the shaft has hit the fan so to speak we find people run fast on slidewalks meant to move real slow. Elevators shafting escalators climbing down then up in a bizarely normal function back to back. Most people shop in better places not. They gaurd the merchantile they watch the items you are viewing with a practised eye think they thought that I was shoplifting. I stepped off the function they said WHAT are you doing in here? I sniffed my best disdain and said I am shopping here and you cant stop me. Where is your mother. She is on another floor she sent me to find something (oh you knoe how a littleboy does this you knoe how a littleboy does.) I folded my hands behind in my best imitation. And walked around and merely looked and sniffed. Just now a girl lost her function she hurried into the classroom only to find no one there she ran back to the desk they pointed her in another direction where she went off running again then back she goes to where they told her to be calmer. I hope she finds her teacher. She is in turmoil and chaos. But very very pretty. She should be wearing glasses to match her lashes but alas she is bare nosed and jogging in my quiet space but she was very very nice a good distraction and addition to mye prose. She finally jogged out of the front door only to get a reprimand they took it three times but not four they told her to stop the running back and forth. I am so glad this happened on mye watch is broken I can not tell time in the tent I got up hit the door walked to the highway and waved at the trash truck BEFORE he dumped. At 5:30 AM. This is faith ? no ? yes. TheTimeFactor.

POEMPOETRYPOETICALPOET

The title is a mere representation of this poem a reflection of the authors brain not to be mistaken as actual contented words. Milkknots. For poems. Poems of poetry are not political but poetical as is the poet. AS IS THIS POET. I could not care less about politicks as a general public user of this internetted web. Mess. Eggs plus potatoes is the best. Stay with me I leave on a tanget. Food for thoughts. I will trade you a Promised airy note Next Tuesday for a WHimpy Burger today. A can of Popeye Spinacher is just substance in decay. I need some money for a candle to light mye whey. Triple play. CharlaXPauper : I spend money other people give me like water it is in mye hand and gone at the almost same instant of time. CharlaXWinterWise : I Keep some money back but use the stuff I have in an effort to survive the Winter coming longer than I like to keep it. CharlaXMiser : I keep some money longer than I need it I wish I could do just do what Jesus teaches. Over all the poet is unhappy with his own demise. Born once it did not take the first time. Born again. Thats Born twice. Religion. Being born this third time in snow and ice is nice I guess this proves GOD in JESUS loves me twice and with this Spirit makes it three times. Love is nice on ice. A play on words now frozen in mye time. POEMPOETRYPOETICALPOET

LayeredSurvival

So what is snow. Its water. H20. A chemical that melts into a river of the stuff. Stuff happens. It can be bad and interfereous for survival. Snow builds up on side of houses even in a good home the snow can cause problems. I returned home to a wet place where dry must be to live. I hurried outside forgetting self in this bizarre attempt to live. The snow was broken already cascading water where a wall of ice had been. I started kicking not madly but importantly like get away from my house you bunch of ice. It was frightening me just because eye do not like to tempt the LORD like Save me now Lord cause im all wet in the snow? So I worked like a Robot methodically removing as much as I dared do. Then back inside to make the bed come true. I started with the sleeping bag nearest the wall of the tent. YES to my horror it was wet. The wettest thing I now own besides the blanket I used to sop the water up. So I did not panick or get sick I started building up the bed the bottom layer the wet one. I took out the red cover that goes on top where the tarp is now instead of. And that worked to make a dry layer so I layed my coat over all of that and layed on top. The good sleeping bag i like to use for cover was still dry for I had left it standing up. So I was now dry and impervious to cold. And that dear friend is how I lived to type this up. This poem fun of LayeredSurvival.

you

you gave me back my self esteam you poured your heart to give my love and cured my lonesome feeling bad you bought me out of poverty when I was strangley missing funding. you gave me warmth on the coldest day in the bottom of my well. you cheered me to avail. you aced the net you scored the goal you tossed the bomb that won mye game of life is nearly better only one thing does remain to get that kiss you promised me someday. why do they charge funds to go to seminary school I will not pay for religious learning I must be free to learn the true teaching of the LORD. He had Judas carry his purse FOR him. He slept outside no room at the Inn. He wore beggars clothing one seamless robe over and over each day as white as sheep can get. Mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy. I would eat ivey too wouldnt you. Iff I was a poor Jesus Freak you. My friend on facebook told me my poems is too short ones I should add two or even three of them together to make long ones I shuddered and then thought long and harder. Perhaps its so that he can read them better or easier not a bad idea iff all of my poems reached out end to end I reached the MOON long ago im heading out for the Universe; you.

SnowDaY

It was a Tuesday no it was a Monday I think it started on that Saturday but It was early for the Seasoning. They carried paint guns they wore that armor for it is heavy and does not work well in the snow. They played a fooly on poor young Tommy. They found a short hill so HE would not be afraid to board it. They found some hidden trees where he would likely smack them. The snow was also hiding a hidden boulder no one saw it there. Poor Tommy fired his paint gun. Smacked the boulder way too hard. Everybody ran into the tree line trying to hide. They all fell into the hunters trap line. In a great big net they hung there while Tommy was going ON the board to get into the MedIVac. This never really happened except in animation from the charlaxandroidoneseven justintime for CHristmas pie. Bald. Horse meat is good substitute for CHicken. NO eye am only teasing. It must be the altitude dude. At least I was too smart to make a camp outside at Telluride. Be sure to obverse your childrens activities in the SnowDaY.

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.

Snowfeeted

Walking in mye sleep. Two left feet. Android is functioning. I grabbed mye boots in the dark because the matches ran out NO candle will stay lighted eye think its the atmosphere outside the snow is actually melting and filling up the tarp in front of the door with water it dumped I had to sop a puddle up to start mye day on Sunday. And I fixed mye left boot all the way up complete to start out the door and grabbed the left boot to put on my right foot this is what can happen to someone when they get old and winded up. I calmly cursed that blue streak words I never even said before. The inside of the rubber sweats so I started with a leather moccosin with socks on feet inside the pad is dry I added a woolie sock over all of that and placed it in the rubber on a pad I think I barley can tie the over thing from ski pants on. Then I redid it all over. Now I can stand in the snow and wave my middle finger at the cars that never stopped. Its snowing I found an old Umbrella with only TWO tines broken its a LIFESAVER as they say. AHHA. I point the broken tines like a bizarre antennae at the cars and walk up Hills not meant for mortals in decay. I feel like Bizarro Superman I stopped wearing that red thing like a cape. I was starting to think about flying. It would not be a good idea in this snow building up on mye roof at home is not a problem it will keep the old stuff from melting untill I can pad the sides to keep my sleeping bags dry when EYE am gone from home to talk to ewe. Read this poem please dont cry just try to visualize this is how much I really love you.

Rudecrows

The hall moniter lizard is sleeping in the hall he lays eggs where they will fall. The pyramid is top heavy at the wrong end. Too many chiefs and not one little Indian. Richard Tracy turn off that cell phoney. I cant here the lieberry. Outside is the snow is falling. Most people do not have snow shoes. Or enought socks. Or even WINTER clothing. Most people do there thing all over this campus without being rude to other individuals when it happens I assume it is your fault not mine because logic fails to understand iff it was me and the fault was mine then I would be ALL OVER THIS CAMPUS being rude to too many people and I would get in trouble. But as it is I am sitting and being rudely interrupted every time I start to work on poems. Get a real life Rudecrows. Stop stepping on charlax toes. Conversation ended girl at the busstop caught a ride with her friendly not to eye waited for them to ask me to get inside that car in Vain the driver shook her head and off to town they went stranding me at a 7:30 AM on this Saturday NO BUSS forthcoming, so eye walked to town torn up inside at what rude crow people do to all old men she was a Rudecrow. First foremost a Drunken reeling from a bar and restaurant Back and forth HE went Blind to all he sees on slidewalk coming right at ME eye Barked at Him eye turned and emphasized mye fist at Him he turned and then I caught the laughter HE was laughing at ME at the old man pretending to defend eye again. He was a Rudecrow. The Final Irony is Vanity eye cannot even have my charity to remove a shirt a layer of warmth insanity I need everydry thing I have twice I take them off the next day I putt them back on back hard bitten by the freeze I always avoided Northern Climes in Winter thrust upon me defeats the Charity inside me. For unless I can survive at more then 15 below Zero which thing I did on Monday of this week. The temperature has risen up above the Zero Point again. On mye thermometer I will remain a facimile of a Rudecrow.

Myloveforewe

Myeloveforewe

 

 

 

My love for ewe is so great,

it overcomes the sad I get when your away
my heart melts for it 'til the dusk of day.

I arise amidst the snow flies;
The night loves when it's away,

my home is burried like a burroughs, John
poor, homey 'til day's dawn.
I play as long as I can stay inside
Its beauty is great,

no one can see me at all
Wondering mind 'til it sees,

I must get dressed to walk in the snow
homing is all I do,

writing my poems
While waiting for the moment, for it to say "I do."

My love for ewe
My love for ewe

 

Poetpour

They say STAY out of polotics and religion I say poet pour it on. Poetpoor. Talk to them take Jesus for a side of beef he flayed the speare pointe thrust he took the hit. Attaque the status assembled que. Hit them below the belt iff they is girly men hit them above the snow line iff they is women. Let them knoe when the public does not like it. Let them knoe when they have gone too far on streets of manure linned with passages of words in the dust. Take the thrust meant for others that cannot speak remember prisoners let them talk with your mouth let them poet with your pen. Let them begin to have that voice a poet has the right of admissions the right of assembly the right to redress those issues no one will touch a poet he is usually just dust. The dust speaks the stones cry out for justices. Poet pore that blood poet pore those encapsuled notes into the measure of GOD RULES in love. Say the namme of Jesus its okay. 666 has come today. The end of time is nigh I can feel the Breathe of Satan down my neck as I prepare to give the LORD my Head. Death is life instead. For as I poet pour my life into the living and the WORD I feel no dread. Poetpour.

CometoRea,Joe

Many people have speech impediments this is not a condemnation or a commendation of them. SOme people say R for T. It can be frustrating in a syntaxed. Now they want more laws to kill more people Tea time is Rea Rime, joe. Say it aint so. It was below zero last nite in my shelter i let the candles go out and i covered myself with the sleeping bags out the doorway then is not an option and neither can I let anyone inn. Effectively I have died to be with Jesus. At midnight is when I die inside and in the mourning when the light breaks is when I arise back into a bizzaro world of lies. We have DarjatTtling in a black pot.  Come ru Rea now Joe. They want a new law in Uganda to snitch the prisoners out and kill the homosexuals in there beds in there beds what does that make them what does that make them Judge not lest you be Adjudged. Judge not lest you be Adjudged. No one has a right to such a free world to such a peace seaking world to make such a horrendus law killing the innocent blood for when you snitch someone for allowing a touch you may indeed be killing a Christian opposed to fighting you off of them opposed to a fight of any kind. It does not meant that they are gay or even happy to be there with you. And iff you drag a Jesus out of cells to die then you have angered GOD beyond what you can hide. Come ru Rea bring your own POT joe. CometoRea,Joe.

ChristmasParoday

CharlaXWilliamShakespeared. At Christmas I no more desire a rose colored snow Than wish a snow in May’s new-fangled rose colored mirth; But like of each thing that in season grows. To each his rose colored own.

CharlaXWilliamShakespeared (1564-2009) SOnnet # 11C98 From you have I been absent in the bedsprings,
When proud-pied Violet dress'd in all his trim
Hath put a spirit of youth in every winter thing,
That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd upon poor VIolet fast upon him.
Yet nor the lays of men nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odour and in baby powdered hue
Could make me any winter's story tell it tell the story of it or tell it just to you,
Or from their proud laptops pluck them where they grew hair;
Nor did I wonder at the lily's white rose colored glasses,
Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose colored lenses;
They were but sweet Saturnal flashes , butt figures of delight,
Drawn after you Mon Ange, you pattern of all those Angels Delights.
Yet seem'd it winter still, and, and, and, et you away,

twas shirtless men they did desire to play

in colors of pantaloons rose~Y

As with your shadow I with these did play.

Hide

Tell me when eye go too far with your secrets and your finds your trinkets in your mind and I will back off and hide. I can go to the corner hide my mind be alone and whine. Aghast at your forgotten. INterior walls four corners like armour up when a warrior moves into the field he keeps them up with weapons extended flailing at opposing forcing them to give way make headroom. Let me think. Hide in one direction. Like some bizarre byzantine one sided Janus. Smiling out in three directions the frown is only going out away from you. It hurts but only this one person I would never tell you inless it was a poem talking for me telling all the stuff I hide inside my heart away from you its there just building up like rust inside the tin man. But suddenly you find me when the hide comes off the pain is gone again. And then forgiveness comes and eases me. Only iff you find me only iff you come to help me when you stay gone away I hide.

escapegoat

e mail e business e sheep e goats. the beginning of eternity. e is mentioned in the Bible as adam and e. e end e entirely e entitled to the e entendre. e for effability. e for efface. e for extra extra e all about it. e for the eman race. the ending for time and space. e is for everything everyone everybody e is for e. e escalates e for elevates e for erelates. the start of earth. where would we be enow where would we be without lov. e. e is the e in the sublime. e is in the message twice. e is the lining in the cloud of silvEr. exclamation pointe. e is in later on e is in after while e is in see you when see you then see you knoe the answer is just e. e list. electrode e. encite e. e travel e rail e train e boat e craft e car. e travels e raile e traine e boate e crafte e care. e cares for you at all. e is plurality the e in lavae in coronae in the men aurae they exude a smell refrain is e return is e rework reword rewarded. e is there in hello the worlde. e is in ell. every word that has ell in it has e inside it already ell.  e is in red haire. e is barely there in love in chates them little boxes in emails. you knoe the ones i mean them chates boxes. love and clean. E is inside my heart. the second letter in the balcony. AHHA you got me. Its the letter A. it is in quite and quietly. e is french. e in foreign. e in legion e was too young to get in Army. e is that e in friendly thats hard to place we say freindly a lot. finallite affiliate. e is not good humor. e is not in laugh. e is sad as sade as saddled on the rim with snow dripping from the brim of pomade hair. e is always there.

CHCOCA

CHristian, Communist, Capitalist

detracting headway marking in ruins the end of this world comes the beginning of Jesus Sorrows on this world the edge of the ruination of the beginning of the rule of Satan and the Mark of the Beast is coming call it 666. CHRISTIAN : CH i have this shirt on my back thats extra to me i can take it off and give it to someone that does not halve one on or better yet that needs it to stay warm iff i have not sweated on it yet I will do this CHristian thing. COMMUNIST: CO i have this shirt i made i cant take it off i must get another one iff i ihave to steal one from another poor communist i will do this and yet i knoe that it is wrong to take anothers work and yet and yes i will do this COmmunist thing. Capitalist: CA i have this shirt i bought i pay to have it cleaned i pay to have it neat both starched and irony. I will keep this shirt forever i will do this CApitalist thing.

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.

SkunkedInLove

It was not her fault HER she is a good girl I call her BeBe. She got inside somehow what was bothering me was she was talking to me in skunk language telling me how cold it is outside and i thought she had made a hole in my wall to get inside so I reached out and tried to grab her and grabbed AT her and missed but I did get a hold of her side. She turned and bit my finger really fanged me twice but only once went in real deep inside. Then she did NOT let go quickly and I guess this is what then scared her and so it was then that she sprayed me with that skunk oil that they carry around with them it really stinks in a small enclosed place. It is still on my jacket sleeve at home i leave it in the corner to scare away bears from the place. She was excited at the close contact and bothered by the human race she waddled slowly then she turned up her nose like a lady and out the door she went. SO regal like a qyeen I heard her chattering in the COld all night long she said I Skunked him. I am not sorry It is what a skunk SHOULD do to every Human dumb enought to grab a skunk its true. But I love the Chicken Bones he gives me and the love. This is CharlaX a reluctant savior of the skunks and mye dear skunk i still love you and while I am taping up mye finger I am getting wiser and better looking too. Just waiting for your next MIDNIGHT visit getting ready just for you. With a big glove on mye sore finger. Just in case. SKunkedInLove.

SirThomasCovenant

The White GOld Wielder awakened in Heaven amidst all the Splendor a leper no more. A fighter no more. As saved. LORD, he cried out in his best hero voice. How came eye hear ? As far as eye knoe eye was a hero in Another World. White Gold Weilder is a well-written fantasy novel that contains the key features needed to write a fantasy novel. Plot, characters, setting and the use of supernatural and unreal features such as the magic in Thomas Covenant's white gold ring and the evil Banefire. This book is brilliant in the way it enchants it's audiences by drawing them into a world where anything is possible. All in all White Gold Weilder is a brilliantly compiled fantasy novel for all ages. The Lord said DEEDS are accounted with me it is how MOSES is in Heaven for he died BEFORE eye the LORD was Crucified. Many young CHildren old middle aged Anchient Poor People are saved in there Blindness in there ignorant innocence. The rest of you need to say JESUS. CharlaX the poet did say it, too. He is the good seed that fell on Productive ground and brought forth SOULS for the Harvest of GOD. Besides all that, YOU were the UNbeliever. At this THomas fell silent. Then he began to feel better. JESUS went some further. YOU SirThomasCOvenant recieve this Crown because you fought with POWER against your evil Banefire and because your Lord Foul Bane is much like my Satan, A devil he was two. SirThomasCovenant.

Grounded

He wanted to light his bulb so he added length and he needed to make the connector to make the connection from power to grounded so he reached out to his higher power which was his doorknob when nothing happened he was dumbfounded and he said now my light should be well lighted because in touching this metal doorknob makes me grounded. Is your power sourced electric or battery. He was given pause and yet he spoke I have an Electric Shaker it used to hold salt mabe that is what the old salt is causing the bulb to ground out or the to the a salt and battery is gone. What a knockout. It was a flyball to Central field they moved it back to 20 yards and so it fell short in CENTER field you idiot no one calls it Central field, it was almost a home run babe, but the GROUNDER made it a triple play. Bulb to wire to grounded. Grounded.

Doodle

I wrote a poem with BLACK ebon ink. It was dark and messed upon the page has lines between the white spaces where I write between them lines a sample prose. A man should not drink water from a Garden hose or irrigate an alley way with his doodle like a yankee marking his time inplacing his feathor replacing his doodle in his Cap off the bottle this stuff and sell it one at a time you could make a million doodles. One at a time. One to a customer. One to everyone. Hurray. Hurray. Step write up. Get your doodle cup. A feathor in your cap. You Yankee. Do you think they really beat them up those real actors in the movies or just dummies, yankees, feathorers, and doodlers. Be careful iff asked to Stand-in front of the Camera. Feathor your DoodleCup you Yankee dummy up and do not forget to say Sheeze.

MOneyBane

Christmas is not an option now I am enrolled at Fort Lewis Collage as a Homeless student they want to mince the words but the bottom line is money honey. I cannot afford the housing the books the classes i have no plastic Jesus to credit card the needed cafeteria to eat the molasses that they feed us the door is always open only when its time has come today. THe INstructor met me at the door WHAT do you do for Christmas She said. NOTHING said I am homeless i dew not dew a Christmas time. Why do you wear so many clothes three hats and gloves whats up with that the smell must be in there from all of that sweat down there oh god i cant stand that. And you think that Santa Clause is not the real GOD and MOney you simply have to spend money to live. Its 666. We do not have the Curriculum to teach a poet here no there is no money in this world for dreams and real happiness we want Death and Destruction as a ruling force of courses made for Devils who can pay. MOney is the bane of every free man a poet is a nonexistant person like a homeless they even live in tents and some of them on houses but they wont make it in this world for very much longer for the lower case god will soon come and deliver us from thinkers from lovers and from scumbag writers a real writer is a DOctor a Lawyer or an INdian Chief with a Casino and lots and lots of money. They have three car Garages with the Limosine as the prefrence to MOtor all over Heck and Half of Georgia. WHy do you think that Samuel Clemens was not a REAL version of Tom Sawyer. When he got on that Riverboat Ramp it was as a paying customer not a RIver Rat Tramp on a steamer trunk carrying a bale of negro hay. Those Cigars he wore were not inexpansive they must cost more today a Trademark for a poet who quits smoking is not a real man anyway. No drinking either why what can you possibly write about religion sex and music ? and Love. MOney is the homeless bane. We who have it cant seem to get enought. Soon you who dont use it eat it up will just cease to be existant the memory of you who live as free will fade away. MOneyBane.

Facebooke

Facebooke

And we think YOU have problems on facebook. Here is the rendition of a total freak call him Tellatommyo. Say it like tell a tommy oh. He went down his profile page making inane remarks on all his friends posts when he was good and drunk. He was so sure and stoned he thought it was so funny what he told them. He made up so much wisdom that was alarming to his peers. It gave them pause and fed there fears. Then You Tube auto posted all his porn it was disaster you dont want a girl named Mary to see that stuff you look at when no one is looking at you looking at it on Facebooke. She secretly loves it she saved the links where her daddy he cant see it. But when there is too many people going all at once how can it be anything at all to watch or share with a little girl called Mary there. What iff her daddy finds the links and then traces them back to Tellatommyo to find out his daughter is secretly reading poems of a 55 year old bum. Facebooke has just reached 350 million users and will soon be making some changes to serve our growing community. We will be deleting peoples profiles like that aweful lecherous Tellatommyo. Then they did delete the profile of a young 12 year old boy nammed Tommyo his daddy got so mad he sent weather to them all his snow is still on order his ice is in the hall. WHere will all the TOmmies go When the GOD of Facebooke decides he wants no one there at all on Facebooke.

thelittlelovegod

CharlaXWIll CLIV.

The little love god charlax lying frozen in his sleep
Laid by his side his heart-inflamed branded with a 99 cent cola from Mount Shasta,
Whilst many lesbian nymphs that vowed chaste life to keep
Came tripping each other in my dream;

but in her maiden hand
The fairest votary took up my candle flame
Which many legions of true hearts had warmed with girls desires;
And so the general of hot desire
Was, sleeping, by anear two lesbians hands disarmed.
This brand they quenchèd in a cool well by locomotion,
Which from Love's fire took heat perpetual as they move together like as one,
Growing a Pinocchio’s nose and healthful remedy,
For men diseased; but I, my mistress'es thralls they squeeze as like as one they please,
    Came there was two of them and this by that I love the feel of them:
    Love's fire heats water once, then water cools love twice in sleep I rise.

Bye CharlaXWill


 

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.

MIddleMan

I set up the Deal I never squeal I putt bosses money in workers pockets I never squeal I set up the Deal they dont even work for me they work for Boss. I see they get the bosses money and the boss gets back HIS share of the take. I am the MIddle man.

I am bosses insurance man to make the deal a sure thing to make sure the deal goes down solid. To fill everyone else pocket for all I ever get is left alive like a pig at a trough full of sourdough bisquit milk straining swilling quick how can he survive without something edible portioned and solid. I am the middle man the one in the middle of the plan they always cutt me out of the Deal I squeal iff they include the boss on out. Iff they renege on sharing the wealth from the JOB. Iff they cutt out the middle man and his boss. I am the middle man I never squeal I always get paid by the boss.

ChickenBones

FIrst Officer Spock- Captian Kirk- Scotty

http://www.cbs.com/classics/star_trek/

Mention of Doctor McCoy

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mDboDUfbAe8

http://www.fanhistory.com/wiki/List_of_Star_Trek_characters#Star_Trek:_The_Original_Series

ChickenBones the poem

Captian Kirk : Beam me UP,  SCotty. I need some

CHicken,  BOnes. I DONT want soup from the replicator SPock. Bring me some TURKEY Meat,  Mister. Warp Drive us outer space Check Off the Laundry List SOlo. U hear YOU? This is OH so written in a hurry must be ROttenBerry. Namme them starz on THIS Trek. NO, wait, Cancel that BEam UP SCotty. Eye decided to WAlk its such aN ICe Day. CharlaX five year mission. TO BOldly pen more contemporary poetry then John Glen ever did in History. One step for CharlaX One GIant leap for AndroidKind. GO hit the links play the ORiginal EPisodes of StarTrek while there is still time to find them. Over and Out.

DAY

for John Jesus 

HOW do you knoe what day it is ? there was no answer. I tapped the wall again with my plasticup. This time it came back three taps. HOW do you mark time ? There was this long pause I almost missed his hurried "wwwith a pencil; on the wallll" I smiled no need now for taps at all , I tried to make it louder in the wall. HOW DO YOU KNOE what day it is ? This time I heard him quite easily. NO need to yell HE said I was only just whispering. Keep your voice DOWN the guards would punish you for talking to me. I am ready now said HE. I smiled. WHY, its Saturday. HE said its also now the 24th of Feburary putting that extrra r in it like most inmates do. I missed Valentines day there was no one in here to tap on the wall and to talk. Thank you for bringing me up. TO date. Its marked now on the wall. I will leave here next Tuesday 27th after all its only thirty days in the hole. WHy are you in this place I mean why were you arresstted you are doing time like a felony person ? You are green HE said they call it a Felon. I spit on the sidewalk near a Copper Patrolman he stepped he slapped his cuffed on me hurt my ear bad. I get no blanket on the bed the coffee cold one cutt of meat so old on bread. Oh is that all you did ? At least the Killing is over I got the last one of them the last Saturday that I was still free. I almost hit his girl but she screamed and HE came running quick and I Zapped him with my ZIP gun. DAY, HE said. Whats that ? I almost whispered it. Your namme is DAY, in stir. I made a mark on the wall where i had started my calendar with a pencil there. Saturday with a slash 24. I added FEB above it. Whats YOUR namme ? In stir ? It came back fast; Im ZIP. Its easy to get one bullit on the street to make a gun with a pipe and a twist it. How many are dead ? Three. HE sighed. There was three. What did they do to YOU ? I was almost crying now. They killed my Mother they put her to sleep like a dog. I said ZIP. HE said DAY. I paused long and I thought hardly at all. GOOD for you, was all I cuold say.

TheDRUMMER

"HE is a DRUMMER,". The younger snikered. The Elder snorted, the girl tittered not "tee hee" but "titter" it sounds like a light flicker. The SandyMan said it again. "HE is a DRUMMER," this time he pointed at a man carrying a Guitar case slung on his back walking tword them with a long Western coat he was tuning that thing while he walked. His GUitar was a six string not his coat it had more then six buttons up. The younger said "its a guitar not a drum." The Hat was what looked like a wide Western Brim but it was black not leather or felt the color of the coat it matched the GUitar case as well. The Hat was like a Nickle Hat Flat on top like his Guitar was on his head pulled back to allow him to see what his hands was doing to them strings. As he walked and tuned he was humming. HE did three things as one thing he did three things all at once his case lay there open a $2.00 bill inside winking and asking for friends the chords sounding like rain; falling away as his VOice changed to a deep nasal twang he began to improvise, now the Hat was pulled forward to Masquarade his eyes as he sang : SUng to the Tune.

I saw a house boarded up

windows crack broken up

boarded up Sailors sing

Aye Dee Aye Day Aye Die

I saw a City hoarded up

City Crack broken up

boarded up Singers Sing

Aye Dee Aye Day Aye Die

Where were the men

Where were the men

Where were the men

HE was openly weeping as his voice trailed off then he tried again

When the looters and rapists

came to kill the survivors

of the storm when Katrina

killed the City of New Orleans

where were the men

where were the men

where were the men

Aye Dee Aye Day Aye Die

The SandyMan dropped into the case a Five $ bill, the Elder a TEN, the Girl a Friend for that $2 bill. The younger flipped in a nickel then checked it after it flipped inside to make sure it was not a slug then they left all satisified they had helped that Drummer survive. HE kept playing all night as it was not raining till the cold forced him off that sidewalk downtown to the inside. The wind blows downtown Main Street listen CLOSE. Can you hear :"wherewerethemen" inside the wind? TheDRUMMER.

 

 

 

 

DearJimFromJanet

Dear JIM: I do not make much money at the BAR and Grille on tips. Most of the other girls get a lot more money I think they must be turning tricks. And my tattoe shows a lot of men dont really like them. In between work and home I meet a man COULD be my husband soon. HE is a Greek Typhoon like the Island. One of those rich men with a boat tied up. He climbs inside the flaps and hides there I dont think he pays the parking lot attendent will tow it off iff he is not carefully there. He is drunk all the time but he has never hit me IM a lady but he does abuse his poor little boy poor little fellow gets no candy and has two black eyes on one side JIM do you understand me this is JANET. Like the one he had before healed up and he got it again all over the top. What a sad man he turned out to be. WHO? The Greek not his son you can see his love at least he is too small to understand what they done. JIM I am sorry that I ever left you.

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.

ParodayonTurkeyDay

There is very little confirmed information available on the life of William Shakespeare. Shakespeare researchers have inferred, with the help of some small obscure little evidence, that Shakespeare was provided basic education at the town's grammar school. SNicker. However, researchers have also concluded that Shakespeare never attended any university or institution of higher learning. YAYness. This lack of formal advanced education did not deter William Shakespeare from establishing himself as the world's greatest playwright. There is beauty in Shakespeare's language. A Paroday of CXVI

Let me not to the marriage feast leave a morsel of Turkey upon them bones of true minds. Admit to no lies or impediments. Love is not love
Which alters potatoes to reassemble meat or when it alteration finds to eat,
Or bends with the remover to remove them bones from meat:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark of the beast,
That looks on plates at feasts and is never shaken;
It is the wishbone to every wandering bark,
Whose amount of intake is unknown, although his gross be taken thus. Love’s not a Turkeys fool, though rosy lips and cheeks behind the table push away
Within his bending elbows compass come;
Love alters not within his briefs later amid the leeks,
But waits it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error twas potatoes and neer was it eer meat, and upon me proff,
I never writ this Turkey Paroday, nor no man ever lov’d his meat.

William Thanksgiving.

 

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

LegalInsanity

 

My love for Some people is so great, I can legally talk to myself because i have Two facebook profiles. Charles and CharlaX. What fun. My heart melts for eat 'til the dusk of day. Now I am not worried any longer at my own insanity is seemingly okay. Some people simply eat too much they complain of tummy aches and such when they consumed a whole half pizza left the crust in the effort to feed the family ties. The night too when eat's away, pizza, food 'til day's dawn. I grabbed the box looked down and frowned went to the dumpster behind the pizza hut and got a better deal. Eat beauty is great,
Wondering mind 'til eat sees, search is all I do,
While waiting for the moment, for eat to say "I do."

Choose LegalInsanity

Crappie

They want the computor to be a blank screen with no one sitting here its what they are after its what Security is for they intend to achieve it one updated at a time. The worst is the error messages we get all the time on every thing we try to do. Internal Server Error

The server encountered an internal error or misconfiguration and was unable to complete your request. Please contact the server administrator, web@youtube.com and inform them of the time the error occurred, and anything you might have done that may have caused the error. I left the notebook at home i returned to see iff the candle was snuffed out but i forgot the notebook anyway there was nothing written in it anyway i touched the candle with my little hand to see iff i remembered to turn off the light and yes the blakened finger is proff that i can stay there one more night i left a crappie near the place i park my bike. WHat a poem WHY me WORRY? CharlAXNewman the A is for ALfred. News at Eleven on the SUNDAY November 29. One out no one is on base the babe is up to batt a SWING and a miss its a STRIKE one. See you all again after Thanksgiving than.

Additonally

Additionally

The number of students times the number of users times the actuall need plus the minuses allowed to make it even out. Take the total number of enrolled. START with that number before you add the minuses. SUbtract only when absolute. Keep at least half the starting numbers at all times. Make new buildings to house the computors call it Art One Art Two who uses them Poets writers Public Users. Create the need for the computors to actually work. Add Download capabilites. Add Active X for pictures. Add a BOx that says simply HELP. WHen we go there help us. NUmbering the people will not help unless you want to actually make ONE available for ONE. YOu cannot make a room with only twenty five computors for 564,766 total enrollment. 232,433 totall computors 121,222 in each building make lots of ells and floors with walking ramps and scores of bathrooms it gets cold. Remove Three of them for the few nerds that will not use them. That leaves room for MORE Public users. Additionally.

STORMY, DEAD

 

WAVES ROUGHLY VIEW A DEAD, MISTY WIND.

This wave hath eye the wind a deadened mist.
DEATH, DESOLATION, AND LIFE.

The first two waves are rough the last of all the life is hardest wave of all.
WHERE IS THE BIG SUN?

Beyond the wave the sky behind the cloud the sun.
THE SAILOR WAVES LIKE A RAINY REEF

alack alas poor human eats the sea.

He filled something with too much water

ah ah ah

it was his nose. What briney grief the Sailor in his wave becomes the rainey reef now

Stormy, Dead, deposed.

 

ed,note.ed I used a random poem generator for every other line of this prose? Notice the ending is mine. Dark poem a departure for CharlAX which fits his lack of interest for them all.

JesusCHristTthePoem

JesusCHristTthePoem
Once saved always saved. Jesus Christ today is mostly a curse on peoples lipps when something goes awry a bad thing comes to them. The early Jews had Yahwah they wold not even say his namme for Reverance sakes. Moses never spit beside that Burning Bush and cursed Oh Jesus Christ He may have said please turn off those special affects but no I must digress reiterate He never even knew the mans namme. Jesus Christ the Poem. A flat is not an option rent too high near town the ground is never cold inside the shelter now. Jesus Christ its cold outside. Jesus Christ my food is good. Jesus Christ I love mye hood. My gloves and glasses all my lasses. Jesus Christ mye life is good to suffer homelessness in woods. The broken tooth that Arizona gave me the socks I wear the smell it drives me crazy. The life inside the love she gave me. Jesus Christ. What happy thoughts at Thanksgiving time. The love I have is mine and shared with her no end in sight have a happy Thanksgiving. Oh Jesus CHrist.

Punkin

SO in the course of events comes the new CharlAX poem. Punkin. A Punkin is a Gourd Grounded on a Vine with seeds inside. A PumPkin is also any Brother to a PumP such as push up pops; see through shirts for boys limited seating in dining halls. Sirens Clamouring for a Kiss bells on shoes Naked on the runaway bells on toes announcing whereabouts in the dark. Sentry posted web remarked. I waz gonna give you a web belt but boy you is still wet behind them ears you is not a REAL man. Butt tailless monkey fleas bite your belly hangs over your belt cinched tighten up your zipper on them blues. Faded fortune lost upon the table gaming in the facade. A Beat Cop An Ex Con. A Boy is abel to build tall leapings for his bicycle was exploding tubes was smashing tires into the grounded vines much like the Watermelons cantelope honey dew punkin mine. You are now Privy to one recitation wihout ending no noticable stopping place a loop where period begins you have just crossed over into the CharlaX ZOne. Punkin.

The KnockKnock Knot

  The KnockKnock Knot
The KnockKnock Knot
A Joke

A woman tried to hand me a burlap bag
with something wiggeling inside the side
I refused to accept
WHAT pray tell
you may ask me
well I thought It might be a kitten
so I calmly balked at her offer and eye said
NO THANKZX
Eye already have one of those at home.
She smiled and said
I guess you love onions.

BreadOnUranus

A Paroday of Water on the Moon

There is bread on Uranus. There is only Twelve FIve Galleions BUckets of water in the valley of the moon. But the hills are alive on Uranus all of them are diffearant kinds of breaded loaves. Stay Tuned. Each man carried a CObalt Blue Phazor capable of melting a Solid ROck Hill into molten lavae Steel. No one noticed the Padre Jjhon Miesterson as he backed away from the group he never carried the Phazor they had givin him. A true son of GOD in his religion. He waved his arms around them and seemed sure of himself as iff the ground was made of Bread to feed them. They had come to Georgium Sidus a distance from Earth of 2,870,990,000 km on the only SOLID fueled CObalt Blue Radiation ROcket in existance. They were not wearing helments the outside temperature was Kelvin. Hydrogen, Helium, Methane clearing his helment when the Captain walked up behind the Padre Jjhon Miesterson was breaking a A ROCK into with his bare hands and eating half of what looked like a pound round loaf of Bread. Each Hill is a differant TYPE of Bread he told the Captain this one is Roman Meal there is lots of Bread here 8.686 x 1025 kg The Padre looked up and smiled. Captain THompson of the Starship CObaltprize grimaced up at the figure floating across the ground toward them when the Padre said Oh look Captain theres Jesus. Jesus Said unto them I am the Bread of Life. This Nth Planet from your SUN how did you arrive. Oh wait I can SEE you came to Heaven in a CObaltprize on a Solid ROcket Booster flies so you must now leave in your ROcket the same way that you got here but please take some bread with you to Earth. For I still believe in feeding my enemies. ASIDE the Lord said when these BOZOS leave eye can reassemble this place back into the ROcks its really made up of. Just wait until they find out what that WATER is I left there on the moon. They will never make a moonbase there for NASA cant drink angels leave there droppings there and here. What did you THINK that bread was. BreadOnUranus.

 

SONNETT88

LXXXVIII.
When thou shalt be disposed to light mye fire at night;
And place my feet in the eye of delight,
Upon thy side against myself I'll Play it Pianissimo
And prove thee morals virtuous, though thou art love foresworn. With mine own weakness, being best acquainted with mye own things of lusting,
Upon thy ALimony I can set down a story sell it for the money then apply it to the remnant,
Of faults concealed, wherein I am attainted for bye necessity I hide my play from public eyes for all illegal;
That thou in losing me behind the curtain shalt win the much moore glorius love.
And I by this will be a regainer too and also;
For bending all my loving thoughts on self while pity sakes has asked you not get bent,
The injuries that to myself I do in stimulation artful emulation,
Doing thee vantage in imitation of thy parte, double-vantage me with mye parte so long.
Such is my love entrusted, to thee I so belong as unto selfe,
That for thy right thing myself will bear my own thing all wrong.

TheBigFish

CharlaX Swept. The line was plumb. The fish was gone. I wrote three full pages of CharlaXProse folded up the paper in a nappy inserted it inside a zipper pocket and then lost it eye have seen it only once scince then removed it placed it somewhere else now eye cannot find it again. I vaugely rember looking at a brown napkin it resembled the poem. It was the Greatest Story Ever Told. The Big FIsh that got away. The Laminated Cover Story for PlowBoy Magazine is calling me eye am stalling them untill I find the thing and land it. I do NOT do the laundry Matt I do not exchanger Bag for Bag the Clothing never gets discarded. I keep every shirt I had all sumner pants and shorts and jackets sometimes do not get REWORN but they are forever near, the outside edge pressed up against the wall for installation to keep me warm in a Crazy COld of COlorado Winter. NOw I rember how hard I looked at napkin and tossed it away anyway at Albertsons trash canned. I was forgetting that the pOem lies folded up inside the brown adhered to napkin upside down and now its gone I can never write that Piece again not word for word or even Theme. It was forgotten in the length of time it takes to pen one for PloWboy Magazine. The MOuntain Peeks. SNow covered leaks. Hands and fingers good naturally. Natured spelled backwards is Derutan. They did not pay me money for the FISH Story that got away He is the one that got the Alimony pay The Original Story is Big it was Huge. A real Abalone. News.

TalloR

The moon was not full (a safe bet) since it was a while ago back (i can remember it) a friend made a comment on the day it was to be. Yellow snow. NO yoke. Like the yolk of the chicken egg the outside of my shelter looked and felt like death to me. The color did not help at all it sickened me. Moments of time I can never make a picture look like that again. I began to climb the hill from Town to thie lieberry where im okay now the boots is clean and the shirt is dry again. Wet underclothes is agony in snow. The boots pick up the mudd one layer adds one inch to heighth of CharlaX must have been at least Seventeen feet tall then dropped to shorter smaller gall is bitter cold. I am almost sorry that I stayed here now. But nothing can compare to days I will not be able to navigate this hill. Just do not worry crew for only will I stay away when its impossible to move. Do not fret or miss me then for I will be trying to get dressed to navigate this cold this unGODly COlorado storm. Growing TalloR as I walk into the ice and snow.

Bee Itch

Ess Hit me just now I was thinking of jealousy. The poor little man zerathruda in the ashes i have sackcloth for embellishemeant. I was wishing I could read ALOUD to all my facebook friends my poetry to make all the misspellings occur with regularity and you could here the way I mean the poem to bleed. There is only one thing certain before the final curtain they said Death and Taxes is certain. I say this as CharlaX the poet please remember that a fool tells everyone all over the world that he IS a fool. This is wisdom talking so listen. One thing will happen either it will get Better and they will change some things so that they WORK correct OR eithor they will not change nothin and make everything worse by making things not work correction is needed now NOW NOW in eubilation. YOU ba LAY shun.
IN Less then 10 years there will not be a free internet anywhere no COmputors available to any but paid for homeowners or PAID cafes for laptops. The Lieberry is almost extinct as an option for free people. He posts a zillion likes and has a thousand friends because his is bigger than mine (his computor at home) what did you think eye meant. In all the movies they stop after its over and have a ciggarette and then a shower. Message search is that middle button that rolls it scrolls up and it scrolls down it moves the page so you can find a message since the search boxes never work. Jealous is the wrong word animousity animosity is what is bother me. ANN a moss e tee. You must refresh the page three times in a row to see a new view or to get the place to go. (LINKS) show up only after the third refreshmeants. Make mine Coca Cola. More News at Eleven. THe snow is falling now all winter long i will just try to survive in the house that Faith in GOD has bought me time to write the prose that people love. Come back time after time and scratch my Bee Itch.

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.

Apple

ApplefortheTeachor

MAS come on down front you have been chosen by the frozen tender tundra to eat the apple i can give her. Staccatto beating in the background leaning to the south moving in the night polish wont make green apple to shine. The love GOD has for all of us in is SON Jesus is also inside us in our Souls inside our Spirit. He did this even though none of us are worth this a freely given gift. Something that opens up inside us each and every day. Better then the food we eat the apple red and green. Better then what people give on Christmas Day the packages wrapped and placed underneathe the tree dont open that dont shake it up dont let Johnny see. Perhaps its all the things that boy has stored up all year long some new toy he saw on television laying on the lawn. He never picks it up now or plays for very long. This Christmas please think of how the Son Of God must feel when we ignore his gift to us. I feel so guilty of his love inside this green forgotten apple in the bucket in the snow. Sorrow not the answer the apple catches worms so the food stored in the bucket doesnt turn to molded into love when I get hungry having none I go to cuppoard never barren there. I cannot eat much fruit anymore but mix the trail will fill me up when there is none to find in town. For CHristmas is two missing weeks after Thanksgiving missing one. SUnday on the November twenty nine untill Friday December Eightteenth then back for three more days then Monday the eleventh of January I solidify for more solid days activities perhaps the apple won. Bright red and polished up for teachor loves. Look for me with love.

YesterdayOver

YesterdayOver

Today the I is starting over. Yesterday is gone much like the song inside me playing constantly my spirit is at rest near me the heart is dead. What misspelling you make what accent is this perhaps you never heard a toothless old man speak. I pen these words of wise on google documents reprise there is no spelling checker here. I could make a document on WORD but whay. The end is there. Near the bottom of the page. I never seem to reach the end of crinckled paper there. I suffer for faith and yet faith is life inside of death I ready my fate to freeze in the winter most people discover they live anyway better. Life is the pits inside the cherries. Eat the fruit toss the bones out to the skunk for she is waiting there in love. In the facebook of Mark is now written in the Fifth Chaptor the Thirty seventh verse we find this He let only Peter, James, and John, the brother of James follow him. But that was Yesterday. Today the followers of Jesus Christ number in the Trillions of minions. There are Zillions of Christians but many divisions. God is doing some marvelous things in and through the live of Church of God people around the world. When i saw Bill Haley for the FIRST time i was about 12 or thirteen and i said IMEDIATLEY thats an OLD MAN ??? what does he knoe about it (truth) and I was uncertain about the Beatles and very much afraid. The I saw Elvis the Pelvis. He once said in an Interview he wished he new who it was that said that. He hated it it was the worst thing anyone had ever said about him. No matter what the HISTORY says I can clearly remember him saying this I think it was Lost Vegas At a COncert. Most of the Music that I love still comes from the Seventies when I was older could eye choose what to listen too. BUt I never lost the songs I loved and the groups like the early Animals. IN love with Rock e Roll. TOdd RUngren on Guitar was the hardest thing to believe a mere MAN could make that noise. FOr showman ship Eric Clapton gets my votes for the Bass Guitar on the movie Tommy by Who. He looked so SMART in his Jacket with the EC embriodery on that Lapel. I just found a new song out now NEW to eye not new to time. You can kill my body but you cannot cannot cannot kill my spirit. The other Eric Burden. Yesterday blast from my past. What a great day today is today.

IdidnotknoeLove

I was torn into the day i met you. Bought by flesh and blood that man he loved you. He knoes the love is never gonna leave me. I think now that im glad i lived to meet you. Lost in snows horizen. Perhaps the mountain there between us stops the pain from killing frozenly my heart keeps beating. ANger threatens to engulf me only when im missing you. I did not knoe love would threaten to extinct me species male and female deep within me. Never will I ever let the love you gave me leave me. WOrds is like promises hard to keep but easy to get rid of only file this in your harddrive baby That Moon will frown down upon that town That Sun will burn That Mountain down That Sky will fly above them Stars before I will let you get away from Love for today is written in this poem I did not knoe Love.

StudentBodily

The time. I really do feel sorry for some. The ruins in that distant picture remind me of rome the hills of the seven was my first home. I would crawl into her sneakers when she was not looking up. SOme people in the Hierarchy balance time against desires to read and look at videos in the emails from back home. Relatively speaking to the relations on the web cams they fast forward it because they read the text she does not have to listen to her dada more than once to understand she has pissed him off. The party life the boyfriends and the girlfriends is not god. She joined Phi Kappa Lotta in the middle of the night and got dead drunk. DOnt worry papa no one touched her after all she was non responsive. Meanwhile Waldo was asleep near the stone wall at the post office near the trolly stopped. He was dead drunk too. When the driver saw him finally he only smiled. Social acceptance in a world gone mad there was snow near his foots perhaps he cant feel the cold like eye. Mabe this is his day off from school after all it IS a holy day its Veterans Day. We used to call it VJ day and waive the flagg. Now its mostly near the post office flying at half masted. Poor boy is gonna get arresstted when the snow finally comes down. COld will make me hurry home the travel killing some a Lady rides the same bus up this hill told me a sad story of a woman found on the jogging path in River Front Park and she was not drunk but she was merely dead. I plan on running Airlocks and being mostly inside not dreading the weather at all or the cold hopefully is left outside the snow piling up for Waldo to play on. There is 83 snow runs at Purgatory Mountain in three categories Waldo was last seen waiting for the SKi Lift to open. More News At Eleven. Stay tuned to CharlaXWaldo and his StudentBodily. FUnction.

ELocution

Diction ENglish grammer proper nouns predicates verbs learn the way the language works then grow up to be a poet and throw it all away today to make new words to make poems bleed to make the rhymes the prose doth need. Shakespeare is an affluance. He rubbed off some on my purple prose. O God! how wonderful are Thy works! Thou makest the rotting log to nourish banks of violets, and from the stagnant pool at Thy word springs forth the lotus that covers all with fragrance and beauty! Sonnet #3,000,745,001 OH LORDy

OH LORDy, howe wondrous is thy working beauty. Thou doth makest the rott sprout violets from olden logg on water bank nearest stagnant pool whilst at Thy WORD the lotus springeth forthwith to cover over all the smelling salts nearest hand to hold in cuppboard bare the bone for elbert Hubbard gone. Hark the light from yonder glaring glen forsook the frames the lenses now opaqued. Blind to world of beauty winter paints a white mistaken ache in me. Amid the bones of whited elephaunt skunks rome near me to harken when the crow calls daybeak come. Caw the raven quoth. God forbode a man, that an Englaisman should tell or act a lie, neithor the Son of GOD my Jesus, that He should feel repentance or compunction [for what his Father has promised].  Has He sayeth, and shall He not say on?  Or has He spoken and shall He not make it gooder. Oh LORDy. For the reasoneth He stays upon His bethroned placement is quite evident for iff GOD were to walk the Earth as a mere man in sight of all this assembled Heathorns even for just one day twold make us all so jealous of the miricles in the clay. For Jesus could open up his hand wiht a plott of dirty clay and make a violet blooming say. Oh Lordy.

 

SONNET 74
But be contented dear: when that false arrest
Without all bail shall carry me to prison fast away, unless
my walk hath in this line some interest the light was green not red.
Which for all eternity with thee shall still stay a travesty.
When thou reviewest this bust for jaywalking, thou dost review the limits of my soul.
The very part was consecrate to the day was FrYday the 13th:
The Policeman can have but earth, which is his due;
My spirit is mine and hers not the prison wardons, they want the better part of me tis true:
So then thou hast but lost the honesty of life's ticketing,
The prey of worms, my body being dead on Cellblock Three at La Plata County Jail,
The coward conquest of a wretch's knife like attitude for jaywalkers in general,
Too base of thee to be remembered lest the Judge add time upon more time.
The worth of that is that which it contains one more sordid meal in stir,
And that is this I will be free, and this with thee remains never to walk against the light again. Reformed reformor out on bail.

SONNET 74
But be contented: when that fell arrest
Without all bail shall carry me away,
My life hath in this line some interest,
Which for memorial still with thee shall stay.
When thou reviewest this, thou dost review
The very part was consecrate to thee:
The earth can have but earth, which is his due;
My spirit is thine, the better part of me:
So then thou hast but lost the dregs of life,
The prey of worms, my body being dead,
The coward conquest of a wretch's knife,
Too base of thee to be remembered.
The worth of that is that which it contains,
And that is this, and this with thee remains.

AfternoonTWSB

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.

Chicken

(eyegotsome)Chicken

They had to ask me do you like dark meat. Are you a leg man or thigh. White meat or half a chicken basket. WIngs with sauce or BBQ instead. I was so Hungary whay back when almost like a Foreignor from a COuntry dirty roadway. I like them with meat on them please make the skin extra cripsy so it crunches like crazy lots of monosodium salt that low California kind with lots of peppers. I take the meat from the carcasses from the breasts first it makes the wishbone left there for later use. Two sides both of them are USUALLY white. The Back is just not a lot of meat there but dark. WIngs you gotta sort of go in between the bones to get some. The legs are dark but meat is plenty. The thighs are mostly there. No Bones at all on some makes this chicken seem like fun. Its there you are quite sure when chewing on a leg you go around them. I used to eat the ends to get the gristle there dont puke its fun and sometimes bone gets splintered on the end and then bones get marrow they taper off and last longer when chewing dont go down too far. The neck was once my favorite part i must be part skunk to want to go in between all that layered inn bone. Back before I was never A Christian. I got some Chicken. WHen i went to fast food places i never wanted the chicken sandwiches I always asked for fishes. Bread on white rolled up with mustard onions if you got em. Just never could I ever trust those pressed inside ingrediants. I got some Chicken.

SOngFesteyeville

There is a house in New Orleans

When i was 15 years old i could play the organ solo
They call the Rising Sun

we did not knoe what a whore house was

back then we were too young
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy

i had a farfisa organ once they repossesed it

cause i could not make the payments
And God I know I'm one

the only one the tailors son

My mother was a tailor

momma had a Singer sewing Machine

i drove her crazy and made her too nervous

every time she used it
She sewed my new bluejeans

yeah yeah yeah
My father was a gamblin' man

actually he was so tight he dropped a quarter once

and stepped on my little hand when i tried to pick it up
Down in New Orleans

I went there BEFORE the HUrricane and once after

I saw the damaged houses

Now the only thing a gambler needs

besides a bottle of drunk
Is a suitcase and trunk

we carryed the arkansas back packs
And the only time he's satisfied

satiaeted and full of hot dogs
Is when he's on a drunk

many people even the young boys

drank too much way back then

------ organ solo ------

Oh mother tell your children

this still applies today
Not to do what I have done

may GOd FOrbid them
Spend your lives in sin and misery

when I was old enought

i had plenty girlfriends
In the House of the Rising Sun
i always thought it was Japenese
Well, I got one foot on the platform

i walked down highway 95 in the pouring rain
The other foot on the train

always i was alone with my thoughts
I'm goin' back to New Orleans

someday
To wear that ball and chain

when monkeys fly

Well, there is a house in New Orleans

the NEW NEW Orleans after the clean up
They call the Rising Sun

im sure there is one there now
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy

most definitely
And God I know I'm one

the only one the tailors son.