Adjacent profits are gained in purchase of information
Non profit lobby hides, assemblies
And congressional lobby laborers
Caught in data shortage
Corrupt a report purchasing shares of
Corruptible budget items
Obstructing legislation
Creating false pretense for arrest
Arrest of defined confine
The hide
The title
The bonds ageing interest
Non profit
Must eat here at specified time
In thousand oaks California
Only at eves Arch, after days end
In Ventura at Catholic charities
The food reception is all day Charity
And none are required
Available coordinates for investigative
Journalists
Publicly available languages
Grand gestures are not needed
warmth proves that one can love deeply
~ the heart finds its ways
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
You didn't love me.
Not even a little.
Not in the quiet way I needed—
not in the way that could’ve saved me.
So I carved it into skin
because I needed someone
to see something real.
And pain?
Pain shows up.
Pain answers.
Lines on my arms like tally marks—
not counting days,
but the moments I survived
wanting to disappear.
The blade was a lover that never left.
It kissed without shame,
whispered, “You are here. You are real.”
They say: “Don’t.”
I say: “Then help me feel something else.”
Because your silence
was louder than any scream I ever made
into my own flesh.
And maybe the blood
was just a truth I could finally hold,
when your love was nothing
but a ghost that wouldn’t
haunt me back.
thought winter would never end
but here it is June with nature at its peak
i tried to stay up
but when i awoke
i could tell santa had been here
AP: 2nd place 2025
Woo oh oh oh
All that I am
I am living proof of a loving God
Woo oh oh oh
All that I am
I am living proof of a loving God
Been through such, so much
Perfect peace, been released
Flowing from my Father’s cup
Been allowed pangs N pains
Been through a lot of strange things
O’ I am, I am, living proof of a loving God
Hallelujah
Even in my mess, never the less
I am ever blessed my sin in whole, expunged delivered an forgiven
I was a mess, now a forgiven sinner saved by grace
OH! All that I am, I
I am a living proof of a loving God
3/17/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025©
Stalwart Artz Burkhardt, a tackler of problems, it was right At the heart.. Of how as a professional he did his work; luminary.'
In the face of an epidemic; He did not shirk.' He organised
Fifteen cadavers to autopsy and re-search, the result of injections he set to work.' He knew the innocent bodies could not lie.' Yet
As he began, the 'drainstream media' however gave a strong
Try.' His findings of vascular damage in at least fourteen.'
Was disparaged and derided..There was no appetite it seems.' To search for veracity, the science; real truth so it
Was not published.' The guy was cancelled forsooth.) Then
(There was the accident?) That robbed him of life.' Though
At 79 he was quite strong, thats not denied now the results
Of his findings he put down they are stored ' R F K if you Access them.' You can face down the hordes.' Coupled with
Data from registerd elmbalmers, it should frame.? A better
Case against the invective of those, who would you defame!
It has come to this that there’s nothing save bliss,
with divine magnetism humming day and night,
compelling us to plunge into the abyss,
wherein we see our true self as living light,
in time dissolved peace where nothing is amiss,
the afterglow making our auric field bright.
We share this truth readily with one and all,
although we cannot prove these sights we recall.
I get a letter every year
(First thought it was a goof)
That if I want my pension checks,
I have to send in proof
That I’m still breathing; if I am,
To prove it, I should mail
Two photos and a form, which I
Must forward without fail.
The form has basic into;
With my driver’s license scan,
It won’t be quite enough.
I’ll also need, as per their plan,
A picture of myself in which
I’m holding, so it’s clear,
A newspaper which shows the current
Day and month and year.
There must be scammers who,
From the deceased are on the take,
But a photo with The Times
Seems like an easy thing to fake.
Still, I sent what they requested
And I hope it will arrive
So the Board of Education knows
That I am still alive.
I often voice record poems when I’m defecating on the toilet –
I wonder, could this be considered as poetry dumping…
just askin for a friend lol
NB As the Queen of Poop I will NEVER be 'de turd' from posting my poems on what is a poetry site
Mum said she would throw herself off the roof
If I had sex 'fore marriage. It's a goof
But just in case I do
I'll say, "So, you did too!"
This wedding photo is conclusive proof
.
mine engram
'tiz
mine invisible
proof'd
that herz were
here
when we made a goof
we had found proof on the roof
saw prints made by each hoof
we did see spry deer
which on our roof would appear
knew Christmas was here
we opened presents
would love in every essence
with perfect pleasance
while time does move on
attention Christmas has drawn
ornaments on lawn
soft snow never came
had much sadness full of shame
we were ones to blame
I tried to make my move on lover’s lane,
but you told me you was not ready yet.
I wasn’t willing to wait around for you,
so I moved on to get what I could get.
When walking down the narrow path of life,
I would stumble over the smallest stone.
And I would get trapped inside the darkness,
could not find my way out of it alone.
I know I’ve made some pretty bad mistakes,
this ole heart of mine has been much too weak.
It seems I was looking in the wrong place,
for the love that I knew I couldn’t keep.
I regret each day I spent without you,
and when I think about you my heart weeps.
I’m sorry for the things I failed to do,
and for all those promises I didn’t keep.
Let me prove to you that I’ve changed my ways,
if you need proof that I’m your kind of man.
Baby I’ll give you anything you need,
just let me reach out and you grab my hand.
Pull up a chair, and don’t make a move!
We’ve got something we really must prove,
‘Bout sides of a right triangle, num’bring three.
You’ve somewhere to be? I won’t hear your plea!
A plus B, squared, as in the picture I drew (A+B)^2= C^2 + 4AB/2
Equals C squared plus 4 times AB over two.
Next, smartly observe that four, two divides, (A+B)^2= C^2 + 2AB
And promptly subtract 2AB from both sides. (A+B)^2–2AB= C^2+2AB-2AB
Expand A plus B, squared; and then simplify. A^2+B^2 +2AB–2AB= C^2
You’ve just used your math to well justify A^2 + B^2 = C^2
And prove what Pythagoras wisely declared -
A squared plus B squared is exactly C squared.
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