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[chao$]

AngelsNDemons

I did a search for short stories but came up blank. I was going to start a new thread here in Writing but I want my frenemies to be able to flame me. Any suggestions?

 

[April]

AngelsNDemons

I did a search for short stories but came up blank. I was going to start a new thread here in Writing but I want my frenemies to be able to flame me. Any suggestions?

Well, that depends...if you want your 'frienemies' to flame you, then please begin it in the FZ.

 

[chao$]

AngelsNDemons

I did a search for short stories but came up blank. I was going to start a new thread here in Writing but I want my frenemies to be able to flame me. Any suggestions?

Well, that depends...if you want your 'frienemies' to flame you, then please begin it in the FZ.

Thanks, I'll start a Short Story thread here in Writing. The problem is that most of the people I know never leave the FZ.

 

[April]

AngelsNDemons

I did a search for short stories but came up blank. I was going to start a new thread here in Writing but I want my frenemies to be able to flame me. Any suggestions?

Well, that depends...if you want your 'frienemies' to flame you, then please begin it in the FZ.

Thanks, I'll start a Short Story thread here in Writing. The problem is that most of the people I know never leave the FZ.

If you want them to see your story thread, @ them.

 

[chao$]

Angels, I guess I have to risk being here alone rather than spend 24/7 in the FZ. The FZ gets a little old when it's being done 7 days a week. Not complaining but I want to get to know more about USMB.

Thanks for the feedback.

 

[April]

chao$

I should also add, that if you want your 'frienemies' to flame you as you stated, they (and you) need to take it to the flame zone.

Do not throw the flames in here.

 

[April]

Angels, I guess I have to risk being here alone rather than spend 24/7 in the FZ. The FZ gets a little old when it's being done 7 days a week. Not complaining but I want to get to know more about USMB.

Thanks for the feedback.

No problem.

 

[chao$]

chao$

I should also add, that if you want your 'frienemies' to flame you as you stated, they (and you) need to take it to the flame zone.

Do not throw the flames in here.

I'm a mellow dude. Most of my flames are intentional and done in good clean fun. I have no problem finding the FZ when I need to.

 

[chao$]

I wrote a lot of stuff in my life but this probably has the most meaning.​

chaos
to say i have no order is troublesome and untrue
the cosmos are systematic but not easy to construe
a dark shapeless void mating with the goddess night
our offspring in perfect harmony with the greek contrite
an early death comes to those whose science is at odds
disturbing the tranquil conjecture of these capricious gods

to say i am not disciplined makes you either naive or insane
you even blame a butterfly when clouds do not produce rain
forced rhythm is quite obvious in nature's synchronic behavior
this does not mean the hundredth monkey brings a new savior
the apocalypse taught by christian and islamic fundamentalist
had a waxing deliverance in analysis of heathen mythologist

to say i am of young intelligent design is absolutely perverse
nonfiction books provide another view of this old universe
start with something postmodern as in late twentieth century
then work your way back to the classical and rudimentary
hundreds of years before those ancient hebrew scribes
sumerian clay tablets were used by primitive tribes​

~Chaos​

 

[Capstone]

The Rent Curtain

The voice of one among 'the angry' calls
to those who listen with discerning ears:
This anger in our hearts, these bitter tears
in flight where righteous indignation falls,

has found its proper place above the fray
of strings connected to those empty suits
adept at manufacturing disputes
(inept in almost every other way).

That place is not within the courts of Kings,
nor in the Houses of the 'ruling class';
it lies where candles flicker off the brass
behind the Wizard's curtain rods and rings.

We've gotta find the nerve, the heart, the brain,
to END that false magician's hidden reign.​

 

[chao$]

You want to talk about your poems, Capstone, or keep doing drive-bys?

 

[Capstone]

You want to talk about your poems, Capstone, or keep doing drive-bys?

No offense intended, but I'm wary of noobs these days.

 

[chao$]

You want to talk about your poems, Capstone, or keep doing drive-bys?

No offense intended, but I'm wary of noobs these days.

It's obvious that neither of us is new to writing.

 

[Capstone]

Gods of Oz

The politician claims to be
whatever gets the votes;
the banker inexplicably
puts faith in worthless notes;

the lobbyist will kneel and pray
to nothing but his cause;
their bosses, as the strawmen say,
are from the Land of Oz.

What diff'rence does it really make
whose 'gods' they claim to serve,
when thieves behind the curtains take
possession of their nerve...

and in the silent shadows reign
above the Laws of Man,
for whom the quest to find a brain
still lacks a master plan?

And though the hidden Wizard's rule's
been wrongful from the start,
the yellow brick still shines and fools
the tin man's missing heart.​

 

[Capstone]

The Song of Life

The Song of Life surrounds and serenades,
evolving over scores and signatures
of keys and tempos kept in integers
somewhere between the spaces life pervades.
As order over chaos promenades
in music as in art and literature,
some gifted to be more than titular
composers, each to their own palisades:

the ocean belts her chorus to the skies,
whose winds whip back and forth in harmony;
there land and sea and air jointly decree
the orchestrated habitats arise,
where lover sings to lover earnestly,
and mothers, to their babies, lullabies.​

 

[chao$]

moral numbness
tribal behavior slips the grip of reason
resulting in lawyers guns and money
comatose to the cost of perpetual war
denying your blood-drenched hands
we have enough of the facts obama
flesh and bone turn to dust
in god we trust

cowboy diplomacy commended
turn a blind eye to drone atrocities
dominate the planet through fear
detached and irreverent to autonomy
gated communities thrive
as the world economy takes a dive
moral numbness

coulda shoulda woulda
all the oughts the idle meant to do
following primal dichotomy
a distinction between action
and an omission to act
moral conscience or soul
don't taze me bro

collective mindset
manufactured consent
social convention replaces morality
utilitarian choices are made
excommunicate
unjust sanctions
the white list

undesirable members
ousted from this collaboration
the savage and the splendid
if it is really all about the children
then put down your mouse
and march in the streets
that are filled with militarized police
~Chaos

 

[Mr. H.]

I wrote a lot of stuff in my life but this probably has the most meaning.​

chaos
to say i have no order is troublesome and untrue
the cosmos are systematic but not easy to construe
a dark shapeless void mating with the goddess night
our offspring in perfect harmony with the greek contrite
an early death comes to those whose science is at odds
disturbing the tranquil conjecture of these capricious gods

to say i am not disciplined makes you either naive or insane
you even blame a butterfly when clouds do not produce rain
forced rhythm is quite obvious in nature's synchronic behavior
this does not mean the hundredth monkey brings a new savior
the apocalypse taught by christian and islamic fundamentalist
had a waxing deliverance in analysis of heathen mythologist

to say i am of young intelligent design is absolutely perverse
nonfiction books provide another view of this old universe
start with something postmodern as in late twentieth century
then work your way back to the classical and rudimentary
hundreds of years before those ancient hebrew scribes
sumerian clay tablets were used by primitive tribes​

~Chaos​

You might want to add a copyright notice to these. The right songwriter could turn this one into a force of nature.

 

[chao$]

​

You might want to add a copyright notice to these. The right songwriter could turn this one into a force of nature.

The original version has a copyright but I did a little refining in '94 when I tried to make it spherical.

 

[Capstone]

Bottom Dollar

The only kind of banking worth a damn
involves the banks that are riparian,
where George and Benjamin and Abraham
could fish as revenants of paper men...

and reminisce together on the shore
away from troubled times they fought to end,
instead to have their faces evermore
disgraced on little notes to save and spend...

and keep the unwashed masses well in check,
to free the wealthy few to rusticate
at distances prescribed to save their necks,
when fifty bucks won't buy an ounce of bait.​

 

[Capstone]

Insomniacal Horology

I watch the movement's smooth hypnotic sweep
across the dial's outlined indices.
Another minute passes without sleep.

Too saddened (or too scared?) to count the sheep
misled by costumed wolven enemies,
I watch the movement's smooth hypnotic sweep

and dream awake of "jewels" designed to keep
the second hand concurrent with the ease
another minute passes without sleep.

The automatic diver plunges deep
into my psyche's tossed and tired seas.
I watch the movement's smooth hypnotic sweep.

Its luminescent markers almost leap
right off the timepiece as it yet decrees
another minute passes without sleep.

As daybreak through the curtain starts to creep
to mock me in the time of my disease,
I watch the movement's smooth hypnotic sweep;
another minute passes without sleep.​