18npmpoemMonday

18npmpoemMonday 

18npmpoemMonday

18npmpoemMonday

some people who drink

they smoke

then them prolley eat solid food

they beg for money in the city properly

they prolley steal some things

they get the free bes most of them denied to me

they stold something from me

my citizen rights like Cain like Kane

befuddled eye scream Rosebud gone

eye also be Winston Smythe

looking for one kiss

1984 then 666 is come

to ruin me in flight

to plunge me into fright

no love for homeless people left inside

of no one home

bereft they sail on confused wings

the speeches they give inside the auditoriums

about human rights for the citizen

too bad they work them for drunks for illegal users

but not for one old homeless

eye bow my hoary Head then cry

AnimalFarm is here now

eye must non speak eye non person now

eye intend to be here this summer

just to teach them this lesson

some of us will live in spite

of rules intended to prevent it

some people do not wish to drink or smoke

but live

to Carry on my cross

for HIM

to see my Jesus

eye wish to ask him why

eye become this new non person

17NPMMonaLisa

 17NPMMonaLisa

17NPMMonaLisa

17NPMMonaLisa

She is smiling her secret lover is in town he is her long lost lover from the south she does not dare let her husband knoe he is around. So she does not let the smile touch up her lips. She did not bat her eyes. She simply froze her expression like people do when the Painterhollers please don't move my dear Lady this is how eye wish to paint you now. Then for several hours she keeps this smile. Inside her self where no one sees is he. The reason for the smile is somewhere close inside the city miles. She thinks perhaps he smiles. So the smile gets seen the painter paints it in. Then she gives in to pressure the smile is doing things again. It seems to go but no it hides. The corner of the mouth misses the paint brush strokes. The painter frowns down to the canvas he searches MOna Lisa's face for the smile he thought he painted it but non its Trace is gone now but oh no not ever forgotten so now he turns up the corner of the lip just barely with his smallest brush to get the smile to get the smile to get her smile to see it there once more again but then he lost it there for everyone to see the smile of Mona Lisa one moment there one moment there again then gone. For viewers of Eternity. Davinci won.

jjones

jjones

jjones

Poem 16 For 2011 April

Bi-literal interpretation. OR the INOrdination of Rome. Combine the pressure of National poetry month of April 2011 with the useless worry of every Day life then multiplex it into GIGO bytes into my nerve endings then time it into how could anyone use the microwave in the study room the thing is just too heavy to Carry down them steps besides most of my food is pre cooked. No one is cleaning ducks here from the pond ici. The left over from the children suffices to fill me like one more Day its like  miracles when eye get food. Why did Jesus go without food did his body functions work did he think his body dirty. He did not like to use the restrooms on the Roman Iter. The Tracks the soldiers left with the Chariot's made ruts too hard for sandals to walk into them. There wAs never any toilet pooper paper there. The other Christians never carried no paper neither they roughed it in the bushes on the side of the roade. There is never no room in the inn for Jesus. The limits of the rudiments of the roots of the forever outcast numb me now. The NEWS teller tells the worst disaster then the caller comes online. Lets listen in. Phone : We need the names of the people who died. NEWS : we do not give the information until after the investigation. Phone : I might be the family member of one of those dead people. NEWS : “unintelligiblehissingnoises” coughing Loud hew hawing then silence. Phone : tell me in English this time. NEWS : we will publish the information you need long after you get it from other sources we will soon publish this information when you no longer have need of it. We do the NEWS we do not do Public Service. HOWEVER we did some research AS to what humans do we think you should GET OFF THE PHONE now go call some of your relatives. Have Nice Day. The long click then the tone then silence. jjones.

fifteen npm

fifteen npm

fifteen npm

fifteen npm

The Webstir with the Devile.

SIck why do you get so SIck.

Devile : You would not be so sick if you were not the bad person you would not be so sickly so poor iff you could only be good or be Godly.

Webstir : Consider JOB how he suffered.

Devile : humnnm. Perhaps eye misjudged you.

You see JOB well he wAs A  good person.

Webstir : you see how you just condemned yourself you wound up agreeing with me. Why then did this GOOD PERSON JOB suffer so much for doing good humnnm.

Devile : you mock me sir. So do you wish to be compared to him to be like JOB the job is mine oh ho he he. He buffed his nails till they shinned in Webstirs face. Then he smiled.

Webstir sings:

eyem going to this party up in Heaven when eye die

the entrance fee is just the givers name

just tell someone his name

to see me there

its his price he paid

you do not have to be no one

to party there with me

just bring yourself to me

Webstir bowed his Head then cried

then the Devile wept inside

when he seen my fifteen npm poetry

14npm Wordsmithe

14npm

Wordsmithe

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14npm

14npm

Wordsmithe

The length the men go to to prepare the ending but the beginning is begun with little to none the fanfare notwithstanding the middle entree filled with conjecture the length the men go to to prepare the tomb for the dead the living largely ignored is Stiffly British in origin. Eye think it is some sort of power men perceive to be superior to the dead they do not move they will not hurt the men instead the men may move them where they wish them to be seen to be perceived to be displayed like fish being dried from the nets of the boats of the fishermen of Galilee. The bright red ribbons line the Hallway pointing to the Small unlighted candle lit room the alcove where the body is held in state. While the high seas swell while the white studded clouds scream the names of the dead while who can tell them all to GOD oh Barryemore were you allowed the throne? Will you be mine in all eternity the pathos of the will of mortal coiled. And yet I think you lost to me whether going up or down into the ground or some Christians think up in the Air. We will certainly get no more intercourse while you Lay dead then gone somewhere somehow still lost to me while the white scudded clouds oer the high seas scream out the names of the dead the sea swelling with the bodice of the lucky men the living on the boats rejoice they lived they did not perish in the green the blue oer the Waves letting them obfuscate the power of the living over the longing of the dead. So you do not rise to weep with me so you do not rise. The blue green ocean moved the world it tilted on its Axis to impart the peril of destruction come to some of its outlying island's like Japan. While the white clouds stream the living the waters of the deep keep the listing of all of the dead they've taken Barryemore down to his grave who shall eye play with now who shall be my slave to love who will say my name. The flag is still half mast. God rest the Queen.

#13NPMSHeenism

#13NPMSHeenism

by Charles Robert Hice on Wednesday, April 13, 2011 at 9:26am

#13NPMSHeenism
SHeenism
You think eyem Gay but im not even very Happy.
YOu thought eyem homosexual but eyem lesbian.
eyem winning
eyem meaner then hog spitting
crack rocks onto the frozen lakes of michigrin
Hollywood is so full of SHeen the reflection leveled the skyline of New York City where they got this Giant Worm called Charlie
both hands on the crack pipe you see this now how brown cow eye spend seven dollars for my five dollar stones
eyem winning
when the mothers of mercy in Lost Vegas seen my show
they spent seven months
getting connections spending Cash they saved for seventeen years
now they see the dirty light of SHeen
they spend the time left on the earth just getting high
don't you see this now im SHeen
they call it SheenWood now
some small bit of knowledge is dangerous to them even Jefferson who never rode on airplanes is like Thomas who doubted Christs wisdom is like unto mine Sheenism is it not rocket scientry oh limitless achievements. Post Mordem Delicate eyem winning don't you see this
two byte actor on the stage working without the net
eyem winning

http://www.myspace.com/chxwinningwinningwinning

Twelve.odt

Twelve.odt

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TWELVE.odt

TWELVE

TWELVE

putt one more inn the sack for the gentleman Tommy its called the bakers dozen. The worst joke in the world.

The Tourist Trap.

OR

How many policemen can you get into one phone booth?

get ready for to be amazed.

Twelve twelve putt one more loose moose
Sack for the gentleman spurts Orange juice
Called the bakers dozen the five policemen
In the mirth accommodative
Trap' or how many policemen lacked the nerve
Get into one phone booth intact

now my version

Billy Club into the booth

one person

He got into the booth he squeezed inside

then his cell phone rang it buzzed it howled out loud

he told the other policemen

excuse me

eye got to take this call outside
he oozed he poured

he left them there fourscore