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Some Cavern

This place is full of downers
Sad, smelly, flimsy frowners.
Tell me something, and tell it true,
Is it not as hard for me, as it is for you?
Depression, compression
Man it stings!
It crumbles, it dries,
And other things.
How are you and we to be all downers?
Man, wasting all these hours.
Ugh
Can't we stop and smell the flowers?
Shut our mouths or reach from our ugly bowers?
 
I'm thinking maybe I should leave this place,
And this grey, and lost, and raggedy race.
Find some other place, to replace.
Then who would be a nutcase?
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8 Poems

ANIMAL RESCUERS
*
KARIN'S DOGS
*
A dog is so cheaply bought.. He sells his heart
for all eternity for a handful of popcorn

(to Karin Anderson who has never said
no to a suffering being)
 

TED'S DOGS
*
His dogs and cats cannot read.. save the script of his soul
They cannot write..except on his heart'
*
(T Zagar has for many years kept 3 fulltime jobs going
.... librarian, astrologer, and keeper of an animal
sanctuary)
*
HOWE ROAD IN AKRON
*
The dog was abandoned,
.. said the answering service,
on Howe Road.. She waited
at a telphone pole
for 48 hours. For 2 days she had
chased each passing car.
1000 times her heart rose
and fell
until she learned how not
to feel..

Later she found a happy
home..
The roots of trust grew
slowly...
but steadily..
as pain took many moons
to seep out of her
heart....

(to Constantina Fiorentino of Akron's Animal Aid
and all those involved in the rescue of animal or human refugees)

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BLACK HAWK DOWN

Black Hawk down.
Sikorsky profits up.

www.picstopin.com

TOXIC RAINBOW

Food colorings
yellow and red and blue
It's time FDA corporate operatives
we overthrew

Footnote:
5 chemicals banned overseas and allowed in the US
http://www.takepart.com/photos/5-chemicals-banned-overseas-your-food-home/next-gallery

yellow number 5
red number 40
Azodicarbonamide
Azodicarbonamide, also called the yoga mat compound because it’s used to make exercise mats, is found in hundreds of baked goods and TV dinners.
Brominated Vegetable Oil
BHT/BHA

not on the list:

Sodium nitrate, the red dye making gray meat look red, is not on the list

caramel color   in many sodas... cola companies have delayed its withdrawal
http://www.gamblincolors.com/oil.painting.techniques/img/palland.jpg

CRIMINALIZING THE SERMON ON THE MOUNT

For the hungry
she provided food.
San Antonio Texas
made it her rood

Footnote:
San Antonio Texas has joined Canton Ohio in fining someone for feeding the hungry
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2015/04/15/homeless-feeding_n_7066860.html?ir=Religion&ncid=fcbklnkushpmg00000051
The lady will appeal her $2000 fine as she cites the 1st amendment

 wearetheanswer.hubpages.com
https://dausonstimpsongagnon.files.wordpress.com/2013/02/hungry-1.jpg

SID

Sid sowed seed
in the sod
on the side
of the house
for Sadie

https://www.facebook.com/Foodinc/photos/a.10150173705776160.304007.73304591159/10152715432281160/?type=1&theater

POEMBIRTH

As red hot lava turns to
translucent green jewels
while pouring into the sea,
so crystallizes poets' agony
into poetry
for you and for me.
 *
Footnote
My muse -Robert Anthony Maguire- (FrogAngel2) in I See The Real You
  'into a mind of poetic thought i peek I watch as it organizes pain into words'
and
Michael Wilson's  'a man's heart saddened is a poet's heart gladdened'
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/4d/45/88/4d45888dedde2e7027d6a1ac77693c7e.jpg

DAISY CUTTER 

How many daisies
does
A daisy cutter bomb....
cut

http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/x/vintage-oil-painting-daisy-chamomile-flowers-field-sunrise-46344186.jpg

GREY MOTHER
Ashes
contain
phoenix birds.

a-flaming-bird.deviantart.com

 

POETRY BY SAIOM SHRIVER
April 16 and 17 2015

 

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Grey eyes

 
 
Beautiful grey eyes
Eternally I am lost
In your gaze I'm there 
Author's Notes/Comments: 

A haiku I wrote aboit Shannon's eyes.

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Don't count the flowers..

in the darkest of hours, we count the flowers..

we blink our eyes, & in countless seconds, they wither & die..

even the fragrance slips away.. the petals dry out, & make that sad crunchy sound.. 

did someone forget to change the water in the vase..?

maybe they never should of been put into a bouqet.. 

 

scatter the remains across a green field, you get down & kneel..

looking off into the horizon, you pray.. 

God why, why couldn't they of been saved...? 

collapse into the grass, take a deep breath, at last..

your hands graze over the dead flowers, & clovers.. 

looking into the bleak sky, those eyes had nothing left to give..

so just cry.. this is the life you've lived.

no rain.. only clouds..

no light.. just that painful sound..

the wind caressing limp petals off the ground, to somewhere they can have inner peace.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

2.20.13