User talk:Paine Ellsworth/Poms

Past Poteic NOYS – by Paine Ellsworth

Pote of some note 

Forever Free
Be forever free, just as free as you can be,

For...

We are prisoners of this world, We're emprisoned by our mind, We are prisoners of our country, We're emprisoned by our kind.

No matter where you are, Nor whom you seem to be, Just bend that prison bar To escape and to be free!

Freedom! never just a word, Say it! Feel, it must be heard!

 Having been duly granted The Freedom, which is the dignity, rank or position of the title, "Free", I shall forever after be known as...

Paine Ellsworth, The Free of All Spacetime

Amy & Dalia prepote
"An amygdala hijack exhibits three signs:
 * strong emotional reaction,
 * sudden onset, and
 * post-episode realization that the reaction was inappropriate."

Have you had a bunch o' those in your lifetime? I certainly have. &mdash;  Paine  Ellsworth

Amy & Dalia
Tales of searching For winds unknown, Clouds a forming Their wisps of foam.

Ancient wisdom To look around You— peer also to Another ground.

Close your eyes and Focus inwards, Turn vision 'round— See deeper innerds.

Amygdalae! So deeply buried, Tickle their fancy And watch their daring!

Feel your Frontal Lobes grow stronger, Clouds do vaporize. Fear no longer.

Bring yourself To do this, Please, So you shall end That lifelong Tease.

Life becomes An Open Book, And all because You took a look.

Ope your mind, To find your heart; Not e'er together? No! ne'er apart!

Selene Ebbing
Something oh! so very sad About the waning Moon, Like a faded, pinkish bonnet. I can't put my finger on it. When skies fill with waning Moon, Darkest nimbi o'er me loom. 

Selene -- Soon to Candle Wax
Something oh! so very glad About the waxing Moon, Like a brand new, fresh pink bonnet. I can't put my finger on it. When skies fill with waxing Moon, Twinkling star rays o'er me loom. 

The Beach
Always a Cool Breeze, 'peasing, Some wine with my cheese? pleasing, Your mind put at ease, greasing, Cool pops on the freeze, teasing! 

Magnificrescent Moon
O' wanton, waning crescent Moon A flowing 'round the Earth, GAZE at faraway Selene, Deeply know its worth. 

The Only Thing
Love is all I want from you, Love is all I need from you, And when time comes to an end, You will be, you will still be my best friend In the world, In the sky, In my heart. 

2 U a Long Life
A smidgeon o' fear, a sprinkle o' strife And a whole lot o' love 'til your cold... Everyone here wants to live a long life, But nobody wants to be old. 

Softer
Very little better soothes than When I watch your softer moves.

There can be no sweeter choice but List'ning to your softer voice.

Even wine has lesser sips to Times I taste your softer lips.

Nothing pleases me so much as When I feel your softer touch.

Life for me so elegant when I can smell your softer scent. 

To Jodie
Ode to Jodie Foster's plight, Crazed assailants in the night, She throws it off, back in the fight, But secretly she runs the kite. 

To Milla
O! Sweet Milla J. is cast! I like to watch her kick some ass! She moves so swiftly, full o' sass! I LOVE to watch her kick some ass!

The Fifth Element as Leeloo— Ultraviolet as Violet Song jat Shariff— The Messenger as Joan of Arc 

Terrorist
Glaring out the window, I think o' nothing, Daring on a dwindle, Dim lamp o' loathing. 

Savior
You can lead a horse to water, But you can't make him drink; You can save a man from slaughter, But you can't make him think. 

Pointless
Life is Waay too short, And Death SO far too long For us to discuss with people Who think they are Never wrong. 

Why care?
Leaders are dyin', There's cryin' to bear; I'm just ten years old, What do I care?

Bullets are flyin', Napalm in the air; I'm twenty years old, What do I care?

Children need teachin', So fun and so fair; I'm thirty years old, What do I care?

Wisdom is comin', My words I would share; I'm forty years old, What do I care?

A woman, a weddin', A child if I dare; I'm fifty years old, What do I care?

Death comes a callin', My body to bare; I'm sixty years old, What do I care?

So what's next a comin'? What flame and what flare? Probably nothin', so What do I care? 

To be happy
Time is illusory, And yet "of the essence", So make life juicery, Filled with your presence.

To hell with innateness, You're stripped and poorer, too, Give yourself greatness To look forward to. 

A Dazzling Day
Some water and some bread, My tummy's warm and fed, I wake up, take a breath, Another day to dazzle death. <hr width=95%>

Testy Call
God and all her majesty, What if she's a travesty? Some people get real testy Whene'er I call this up! <hr width=95%>

When I Write Home
When I write home, I talk of stars And other things That interest me.

When I write home, I ask of Dad And after all The ones I love.

And most the time, When I write home, I know they wonder After me.

"When will you come Enjoy your home?" So I say, "See you!" And "Send your love!" <hr width=95%>

A Clue
A clue for you: When billions fear, Oh! stay not near them, heed this clue!

They are cheerless, You be fearless! <hr width=95%>

Angels Rise
Oh! beyond nice Deep in your eyes The Angels rise To paradise! <hr width=95%>

Be the Cause
Because of you I feel so young, My bells are rung All thanks to you.

Because of you My life is fun, I feel the Sun All thanks to you.

Because of you Sweet Heart is gifted, Weights are lifted Thanks to you.

My Soul renewed By loving eyes, To soar the skies Because of you. <hr width=95%>

Heartbeat
I'ma so sicka Dis tik-tok inflicka Das has me areelin, Arockin pain feelin.

So ssoona be deada, Mebbe life'll be betta, You feel betta fora me, No pleasa don' adora me.

Adora LIFE! 'tis sweeta 'Cause yousa here to greeta! So fleeta our meeta, All in a heartabeata. <hr width=95%>

For C.S.
Our li'l blue dot, 'Tis a beautiful spot, And like any such yacht Can get real hot.

Yes, many a watt Could our blue dot rot, So "Forget me not!" Cries our li'l blue dot. <hr width=95%>

<U>Green That Blue!</U>
Beans, beans, the musical fruit, The more you eat, the more you toot, The more you toot, the greener the blue, I'd like to see that, wouldn't you? <hr width=95%>

Fame & Glory
All that fame, All that glory, Overdose is Mandatory.

No one seems to Understand, Cock the trigger, Hear the "B!"(ang).

Maybe in the Afterlife There will be no Storm and strife.

All that withers When we sin Grows anew, Begins again.

Someone else May take a turn Making all that Money burn.

All that fame, All that glory, Hit the water, End of story. <hr width=95%>

Cozy Toes
Keep your head cool, Keep your toes cozy, Keeps the best doctor Poor as a posie. <hr width=95%>

A Simple Mind
A simple mind is a find indeed, He'll follow you whate'er your creed, Now add to this a thuggish bod, The simple mind helps make you a god.

'Tis very like the ants unseen, They are the workers and you are the queen, If you stay in place you may live long, But go a-conquerin' and mighty throng

Shall rise and kick your bad behind; You'll whimper, whine from behind your kind, Throw caution to wind with your brain benign, And die at the hand of your simple mind.

Perhaps you should have stayed in bed, At least you mightn't be so dead, Your life might've taken a different wind, If love had opèd your simple mind. <hr width=95%>

Courage, Gentle Reader
Onward! Upward! thru the Bounding Main; A trip to Mars and maybe the stars and whate'er else that may entail Can be a real pain.

Lots of Love and Wartime, too, provide the financial gain, To rip away the clouds and blue, to lift the Great Unknown dark veil And find our fated refrain?

Could that be why we don't wanna look? does it play on our fearful brain? <hr width=95%>

Just When You Think
Just when you think you've heard it all, A little one speaks their very first words, And now you are very certain that The one who said, "There is nothing new Under the Sun," was speaking thru His lower back side. <hr width=95%>

Wings of Doves
On the wings of doves do waddle the words of peace, And yet the Earth still swirls thru sands that will not cease. How to end the pain, the war, the bloodletting chilled? What will warm the people to the love of peace fulfilled?

Warfare's not an answer to the population peak , Peace may bring us time to find the answers that we seek. Oh! how to end the pain, the war, the bloodletting chilled? What will warm the people to the love of peace fulfilled? <hr width=95%>

Stuffing the Wind
We are the "stuff of stars" they say, No matter we suffer or sin, And the singer tells us in his own way, "All we are is dust in the wind."

Earth thru the Milky Way doth spin, Thru Solar wind and rain, Stardust in the Solar wind, Shall we e'er be the same again? <hr width=95%>

WikiP in the News!
Wikipedia! In the media! All ways looking to fill a needia! <hr width=95%>

Too Many
Too many poor ones, give them a dime, So many sore ones worked overtime, Too many sandals step in the slime, So many vandals, so little time. <hr width=95%>

Romantic is the She
Loving, so Romantic is the She, E'er giving, Not the asking for herself, Sweetly filling cups of Rooibos tea, Until the day she ends up on the shelf.

Were there a way her last years to enhance, 'Tis found along the path of More romance. <hr width=95%>

Sour as Sheet
So sour as sheet, No ne'er on the beat, Mine poms like mine offspring, O! SO salty-sweet!

For April
So April is National Poetry month, In the USA it is second to nonth, Oh! ye Lovers of verse, Oh! ye Haters of rhythm May cometh together and I will be with 'em.

For I am a bard, no not "the" bard, assurèd, A mere poet warrior with weapons obscurèd Well hid, put away so that one month each anum My focus is plainly the words in my cran'um.

A mixed lot of salad comes bearing its sweetness So vivid and powered and lacking discreetness, Oh! Wonder of wonders that one month each year We may honor dead songers from each everywhere!

A poet, a psalmist with stories of yore, I have travelled as minstrel with musical gore; The worst that I've seen would send chills up your spine, Yet the best I have come by sends chills right up mine.

There may be good reason to sing out each year, For it could be a sign now we're finally here.

The difference between ye ol' now and ol' know? 'Tis just the ol' kay from the tip of the flo'.