Day 3 NPM CharlaX M Hatter

Day 3 NPM CharlaX M Hatter



Day 3 NPM CharlaX M Hatter
The Hatter chased the cat into the tea bags area He was personally in charge of the Larger Stock it comes from the boat afloat in the bay Near the Avon River at Oxford in London it is always foggy day was coming soon and the cat must be found before the dawn the daylight and the fog would help him hide and then the Hatter saw the Grin beneathe the Arch de Triumph of course this was before the thing was sent to Paris they used to play hide and seek with Alice and then the DODO came around to see what the fussing was about to pounce upon the Hatter when the cat jumped out The DoDO trys so hard to be in charge of all the tea and yet he is scared of the Cheshire Catt its not the cat that he is scared of it is the grin when he disappears under the smile it scares them all even the Hatter is inclined to leave the DODO alone and he pretends to let him be in charge but this time he hurried away and so did the Hatter and then the Catt rematerialized and he was the Cheshire Catt again his furr an odd purple color and the stripes can change from Black to White depending on this Catts moods and attitudes he does not like the Card Soldiers of the Queen and so he hides into his Grin again as the Queen comes to peer at where he has been she sees only his grin. The Ace of Spades tried a swing and a miss and Alice came just in time to see the Catt completely disappear and all the Card Soldiers began to fall just like a real deck of cards when its toppled over and they all fell over and ALice laughed out loud and didnt scold the Catt and she walked upp to the QUeen to complain like a regal person herself she said thats what you all get for trying to swing at the Catt a swing and a miss and now the Catt is at batt and with THAT she laughed in the face of the Queen and the Queen was turning green with Anger and Frustration at this turn of events and that is the end
Day 3 NPM CharlaX M Hatter

Day Two NPM Charlax Loves

Day Two NPM Charlax Loves

When life is over it is not the amount of the anything you have its the love
Whan I die they will wonder how I lived so long and they will find
Love is the ruling force the reason to be alive
A person lives inside the mind the heart
We can get depressed and over wrought
Alone we die
When another comes to share the misery we find
The love inside
This poem is so simple and yet so great complex
The end of life will be much better then the rest
And love will get us to the end
And love will get us to the end
And love will get us to the end
Over and over and read this again
Love is the ruler love is the indisputable refrain
Love is the absolute gain
Day Two NPM charlax loves

APril is ONE MORE 2017 poem knot

APril is ONE MORE 2017 poem knot

for APril ISt 2016

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AMbassador charlax for 2017 a paroday of time
Trump tried to shut the intergnet off again today the White House Signal had to be reset they make him think his button shuts it down all over the Country then they show him normal outages on Comcast Cable Wifi Xfinity Tv reports the worst has happened and he is happy and in charge another day is mine the wifi must not be offline at least not all the time
One more joker one more day one more sleeping lady lay
A sleeping giant at play a long cold dream we need a new intergent machine
Lean green mean smurfing machines line after line of poetry on the vine
Alice pouring tea and the words rhymed out
She grabbed the spout and aimed the thing to no avail in vain she tried to keep the words inside the tea was hot it came out like a shout
Move down Mad Hatter no go past the rabbit he wants to sit near the cat
Stop grinning like that no not you Mad Hatter look at the Cheshire Catt all wolly eyed and dangerous no not YOU Mad Hatter pull upp the brim of your Hatt and chase away the Catt. The poetry has to be online we need more time to make this rhyme Cuba is not mined Cuba is as noisey as a Tuba Cuba needs a lime Cuba is a lemon time trending in the world is hunger trending is the grave stones are tossed in anger in the world will build a Tesla Wall of towers between the countries and the INternet will become the weapon shooting death rays at the anyone who tries to cross the borders will be gone.
The Armageddon Valley will become full of radioactive radiation from the bombs and the end of time will come
Trump is Hot
APril is ONE MORE 2017 poem knot
Charlax deadline April Fools Day always fooling all of you in poetry

MOrning on Earth

MOrning on Earth

MOrning on Earth

the egliarch is the hierarchy the top is the chief or the head

the ladder is filled with the wrungs trying to be the leader instead

then you have the masses the collateral for all the damages

and then you have the specialists the thieves and the sneaks

then somewhere on the bottom you have the two thirds never found

the dead the poor the dying

trying to stay on top of the ground trying to live just one more day to make the selfish worth

how many died in just one day the hungry and the killed by killers the accidental deaths and the invalids all these statistics were alive and worth something iff only to themselves

Live LOng and PROsper on this

MOrning on Earth

hard cheese sir

hard cheese sir

hard cheese sir

in these trying times to be a help someone to be a normal son

hard to get those homemade pies

hard to be a real asset to someone used to someone else

the resentmeant it is a palatable thing

hard to hang tight and close to hold on to a ghost figure intent on doing whatever

the best way to describe a woman is the wind

can  you control the wind as it is blowing can you change the direction of the wind to make it slowing from the fast fast pace of living in the lane the street the city of the bright night lights how they shine and beckon to the poor my own mother torn into without the money that she needed to be rich we shopped in the windows of the stores and left always empty handed needing more then we could find our eyes full of wondering out loud

love reserved for someone already met

none for the new boy never or just not yet

one day gone never to return

she has a piece of me that burns

she took my heart but kept it there

and not aware of the love for her

its just hard cheese sir

words prosper

words prosper words prosper

Monday, October 6, 2014

words prosper

words prosper
a lack of formal educate astute non level institute
redefine a poem
a word that rhymes usually on the end of a sentance with a word that rhymes with a word on the end of another sentance sometimes on the next line or the one after the next line preferred
in an over popular area the sanguine hobo was over confidant he toed the line he lacked the confidence he lost ability he lost his mind
in a new area of expertise the grimace will lose face
run of the mill twist the handle on the tap root milk weed blood from stone
on the other hand this is instead of this or that what the cat dragged
door to door the goblins and the witches brewed
Halloween is dropping next to you on gossamer wings of dusty Pixies dusty Faeries dusty clumps of children dressed in rags as Hags
a line of rhyme in time to mark the rhythm of a song would be the slow burning fuse connected to the powder Keg
they beat me to all the rings they won the brass long ago they told the ants to march they gave the orders and out the door those marching ants in bands of green and gold not one word is saved of any use they brave the wood pile they stack the fortune they hide the wicked activity is golden pay the large lump sum for all the words prosper all the Paper Moon did was tear away to reveal my name
and did the Joker tire of his game or did he
did he riddle the world with his comedy
did he give a grand show a hired shorn pate an offering in the plate given in anticipation of the return of the sender the hairless tortoise rigormortis the picture of you paints the words which eye must never say how beautifull

second fiddler crab

Charles Robert Hice

4 hours ago

second fiddler crab
second fiddler crab
scoot and scuttle but mind clear refrain mind the wheel mind the day
mind the gold mind mind the silver mind is there copper in the mind mind the mind mind the ore in the mind mind the time a man have eye seen them many on this street he is poor never having anything today he filled a basket with many many things and it is the wrong time of the month for the stamps or the money free he was given money as a kindness someone saw a poor man walking and now he is rich on all good things or perhaps he is just a thief and he stole all of this a womans purse when no one was looking it is the new age money religion how can anyone in the world survive by being nice and honest they will not thrive it worries me what this man may have done but iff it was come by honest what a good sign but a man who has a money stamp card eye saw him today sitting with none the fiddler fiddled upon the roof top of the morning raise the roof music is the loud sound of unimportant people and events sports unplayed on fields of twisted turf the alcoholics on the sideline line the turf with score they shout what was the score they shout what was the score they shout over and over no one can say who the team is that will win today one person has and one has not it is the way of a crab one claw is giant one is small a second fiddle is never heard at all — in Cleveland, OH.