Color poem

CONSIDERING for litmag

Yellow (or Shades of Color)

Not often,
but sometimes,
i am bright and sure.
everything i see,
is in a golden gleam.
I screech "be happy! smile!"
Sometimes the person I shun,
for their blinding vibrancy,
and honest personality,
is me.

An Idle King

warning: profanity

"it little profits that an idle king,
by this still hearth, among the barren crags,
matched with an aged wife,
should release the keys to a hard life's reward.
Fo'real."

"Why you be forever talkin' smack about my age,
i do not know, but if you ever got up off yo lazy ass,
instead of composing dat verse maybe youd find yo'self the goddamn remote."

"Indeed the sound of fleeting dove,
readily imitates my plight,
for the only thing i hold in the caverns of my life,
finds itself by chance, by frozen fate,
in depths of slice'n'dice."

"Ya best guess again Bitch.
I ain't tryin' ta bust my slice'n'dice."

A man with an open expression and lips set in grim acceptance stood wide eyed at the court room stand. "you may make your plea, Guvnor." The judge spoke in a monotonous voice. Guvnor smiled feebly and inclined his head, the judge fought the temptation to roll her eyes. He leaned forward and tapped his mike experimentally, as if he had never set foot in a court room before. Judge Earphings had seen Charles Guvnor tap-his-mike-experimentally-as-if-he'd-never-set-foot-in-a-court-room-before 4 times in the past 10 years.
He stuttered out his opening line. "What brought me here...it sounds crazy, and with my... history I cant expect any of you good citizens to believe what I am about to say." he paused and seemed to blink away tears. "I cant even ask you to." The Judge maintained her neutral expression, but scoffed inwardly. It had been cute when a 12 year old Chuck Guvnor had duped his way into the jury's hearts, and understandable at ages 14, 16, and 17, but with a 22 year old Charles standing before her, Earphings wondered how good of an idea it was that she should be in possession of a mallet around the kid.
"...I deserve to be locked away, the key destroyed and no pity for it. I understand that now. Then I thought, maybe if I had the money, I could save her..." his voice became a whisper and he trailed off. One Jury member, a woman dressed entirely in GAP jumped around in her seat like an elementary school student desperate to raise her hand.Earphings sighed and asked "Save who, Guvnor?" He sent her a quick smile that was all teeth. "Maria, my friend Maria. She was a grandmother to me, and a mother, I-"
"I have here that you stated she was 26." Charles nodded sagely. The jurors nodded with him.
'oh god, here we go again' Erphings thought. "That week she was 26. She could change her age, you know, and I think it made her feel alive to be young. Nevertheless, she needed money for the operation, invisible tumors being so expensive, so I robbed the insurance company for her. It was wrong. I should have prayed and stayed by her side at every moment but temptation called me and, and I chose not to sit idle." "and that is enough Mr. Guvnor. Thank you."
"Do to the...non existence of 'Maria', which you understand-"
"well-"
"-you claim insanity."
"well n-" she slammed her anvil onto the desk and gave him the most subtle evil eye she could manage. "I release the Jury."

Charles Govner sauntered free that day due to an unanimous vote from the jury, he CONTINUE

Its a mixed up, muddled up, shook up, world...

!!!!!Super Hero personal problem!!!!
The Joker
I am a dark and just deeply misunderstood individual.
Far too enlightened for comprehension.
(sigh) But I'll give it a try , just for you.
Breaching all professional boundaries to say,
I used to be just pretty.
Shocking! I know, to look at me now,
why i was perfectly proportioned.
So this vanity, oh swoon, of mine,
My very own personal human stain,
it's best served with clothes of the female persuasion, hm.

I never did give my makeup penchant the old boot. fortunately I am just batty... Ahehehehahahaa. Ahem.
No one's...expectations would be too terribly crushed
if my little secret fluttered, fluttered...
ALAS, bomb threats are taken with such very little little consideration when a man wears lace.
and high heels are horribly difficult to run in.
Which, you know, I just have no idea how our darling cat lady does it.
just remarkable.
Fortunately I am an exceptionally talented young man
and I latch onto opportunity when I see it.
A nurse outfit,
here and there.
A little shadow,
around the lids.
red red lipstick.
(to cover up that, that dreadful lip plumping procedure , oh no, to hard to find accountable surgeons these days, time to take matters into mine own hands, thats what I decided.)

Holland, 1945

The only girl I've ever loved
Was born with roses in her eyes
But then they buried her alive
One evening 1945
With just her sister at her side
And only weeks before the guns
All came and rained on everyone
Now she's a little boy in Spain
Playing pianos filled with flames
On empty rings around the sun
All sing to say my dream has come

But now we must pack up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on

And now we ride the circus wheel
With your dark brother wrapped in white
Says it was good to be alive
But now he rides a comet's flame
And won't be coming back again
The Earth looks better from a star
That's right above from where you are
He didn't mean to make you cry
With sparks that ring and bullets fly
On empty rings around your heart
The world just screams and falls apart

But now we must pack up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on

And here's where your mother sleeps
And here is the room where your brothers were born
Indentions in the sheets
Where their bodies once moved but don't move anymore
And it's so sad to see the world agree
That they'd rather see their faces fill with flies
All when I'd want to keep white roses in their eyes
By Neutral Milk Hotel.

i believe the first portion of the song is about Ann Frank, who died in 1945. To me the song represents the sacrifice of some to save many, or something they stand for. The song is soothing to me because en i am wrapped up in myself and anxious about something very small, and i listen to this song and realize there are bigger things. it presents deaths inevitability and the fact that Life will go on in a way that soothes my fears. However, i can never decide whether the song makes me want to sit and think or dance.

haiku 'bout nature

She burns, no pity
Replenishes, not for show.
Portrait to us all.