Monday, March 22, 2010

ConservationConversionConversation

ConservationConversionConversation
A Conversation with CharlaX
poem
Upon rising from the ground you see the Jesus frown. He starts to ask you lots of question boy you are in trouble now. Judgemeant come. So you ask the LORD what about the internet are mye poems still there can they be found at Poetrypoem now? He says "whats that"? why ask ME about that. It took me several hours to forgive you for signing in that account with a number and a namme. Almost the mark of the beast the 666 see eh??? Just be glad it does not count it was not the Mark eye was talking about and as Jesus says this you breathe a sigh of relief and chillout. All of that is over now Heaven is about. The least of these forgiven the darkest deeds now covered by the bloodshed of this forgiving Jesus who is Judgeing dead both great and small of statue is not emulated charlax ignored the fame of the world for becoming poor made me richer up there. Ignore your sins ignore your daily sufferings. Listen to the Jesus in your heart and hang on to all your loves in real life there is one. Hoping now for all of you the same things that eye feel its true the ewe is love for eye. Eye am thankfull today that mye new solataire game tells me when eye am stuck or eye maight not have ever figured it out another last thought. When we read all our poems back someday in memory will we miss one the one we never wrote the big one the whale that got away. NON non nope. Its this one eye hope.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

IrishParodayToasts

IrishParodayToasts
poem

WIlliamIrishCharlaX


XXIII

As an unperfect actor on the Irish Emerlaude Parade stage,
Who with his SHot GLass is put beside his BarStool,
Or some fierce Toast replete with too much rage comes wending,
Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart with his own shout;
So I, for fear of fighting, forget to say the toast reply

The perfect ceremony of love's rite is too reply to toasting,
And in mine own love's strength seem to decay the answer to this toast is found,
O'ercharg'd with burthen of mine own love's might May the Heaven Expect YOU SIR a few moments before the Deviol knows that you are dead. .
O! let my looks be then the eloquence from this drunken Toaster
And dumb presagers of my speaking breast still trying to remember just what it was he said,
Who plead for love, and look for recompense,amiss he must have said almost the same thing that eye replied :

May the Devil not ever know your namme ladd;
More than that tongue that more hath more express'd far better then mere human worth can gild it.
O! learn to read what silent love hath written in reply:
To hear with eye belongs to WilliamIrishCharlaX and this drunken toaster at the barrs fine Irishman Parade.................

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Gone

Gone
poem
loss like using nota for note and enlace for link the user page may be in a foreign placed but translation of the fittest marks us all on facebook its a free for all the walk away from door was hard the bar was beckon only once then resistance came from inner sanctum modium home was early drift was gone the hill exposed to elemental decay has come the heart twice bitten quite shy the laminated credit card is dry gonna buy that mockingbird a ring gonna hide beneathe its wing gonna singe the hide away in spring what differance does it make when people get the christmas story garbled and all wrong the Jesus family Mother May eye Mary and her Joseph had no wagon anyhow they rode EgYptian Camels no saddles only blocks to steppe upon my stomach eats the food eye give it makes a nothing later when no more is proffered in it eye get so hurtfull when she slurs me cause its love real love it hits me harder then intended she meant to make depression not at all she has no guile she is made out of love Jesus may forgive me after all just cause eye love her so

Monday, February 8, 2010

666(sic)k

666(sic)k
poem
The Truth Part One

Okay. The Bible makers make it clear really clear but men refuse to learn to leave intact them scriptures in the back of the Book of Revelations. They always make them new transliterations iff them scriptures altar words them meanings definitions. The Bible is very clear on the Book of Revelations. The Book of Revelations comes with a caveat at the end complete with admonitions it plainly says do not altar this book as it is written is the way GOD wants us to read it as a Literal Interpretation. What it says is what is meant no hidden Spiritual meanings. That also Zarathustra no taken out of convex applied to modern times. Teachers itching with ears reading scriptures then they close this book of the Bible and they take a deep breathe and then they Spoke. Okay now here is what the Bible REALLY means. And thats the spew about the lies brought forth about the serial number on a Dollar Bill becoming GOD. First of all lets get it right the first time then I will explain just like a teacher in part two what is this confusion ... to receive a MARK (666sic(k) upon the hand or upon the forehead...Cain was marked. He bore a MARK to advertise the fact that he had killed his Brother Abel. I say do not waste your time in Heaven look for Abel there do not bother GOD looking there for Cain. The 666 sick mark of the beast is a real physical MARK upon UPON UPON emphasis is mine sayeth the CharlaX ed.note.ed upon the hand or forehead VISIBLE to others allowing your entry into the Market indeed someone without this MARK cannot enter to buy bread or sell eggs foo young. This is part one.

Monday, February 1, 2010

SNOe

SNOe
poem
Snow inn teh mourning. Killing snoe is hard but sun works all day in the hours available to render the snow harmless and turn it to molecular destructor the snoe however never wants to die and forms water to hide it melts and runs off this is the story of snow. Snoe is almost eternal. Hovering in its structure in the before dawn it waits anticipating the change it knoes it will soon melt and form the water needed for the ice to come. Howsomeever it seems as iff forever has come for snoe is there hard not willing now to die it shuns the coming of the day seems far away and snow is ready to be snoe until the judgemeant comes which is usually the day star rising next unless its cloudy. Snow can fall again but usually its rain mixed inn the water rules the dry earth needs it. Ice mixed with fire fell on EgYpt inn the Bible day it was so long ago perhaps will happen inn the future come to snoe. When the pre dawn snow is there in groups of towers pillars and posts it lays in groups no one snoe is viable on its own its just a flake it does not harm the passerby awake he looks at all the combining flakes and says how pretty is the snow to jake. The take on snow is this it reminds me of the classroom bliss the way the entire class is only made of flakes we kiss but not the teacher. Snow in the middle school day. SHe is only smelling with her nose the snow is hiding odors in the wool the candles make a noise they clash with sense they make the wonder come of snoe imagine this what did Noah and his family smell like on the Ark eye bet life stinks like sheep and cattle even otter kinds of animals will smell in snow come down to stay too long the snoe not the smell can change with clothes the flake has won the odor gone the nearer night and lower temp will make the man smell better than a drake a loon a gander at the moon has come again the candle lit the snow at evening in the night is cold until the snoe wakes up the mourning come. SNOe.

SNOe

SNOe
poem
Snow inn teh mourning. Killing snoe is hard but sun works all day in the hours available to render the snow harmless and turn it to molecular destructor the snoe however never wants to die and forms water to hide it melts and runs off this is the story of snow. Snoe is almost eternal. Hovering in its structure in the before dawn it waits anticipating the change it knoes it will soon melt and form the water needed for the ice to come. Howsomeever it seems as iff forever has come for snoe is there hard not willing now to die it shuns the coming of the day seems far away and snow is ready to be snoe until the judgemeant comes which is usually the day star rising next unless its cloudy. Snow can fall again but usually its rain mixed inn the water rules the dry earth needs it. Ice mixed with fire fell on EgYpt inn the Bible day it was so long ago perhaps will happen inn the future come to snoe. When the pre dawn snow is there in groups of towers pillars and posts it lays in groups no one snoe is viable on its own its just a flake it does not harm the passerby awake he looks at all the combining flakes and says how pretty is the snow to jake. The take on snow is this it reminds me of the classroom bliss the way the entire class is only made of flakes we kiss but not the teacher. Snow in the middle school day. SHe is only smelling with her nose the snow is hiding odors in the wool the candles make a noise they clash with sense they make the wonder come of snoe imagine this what did Noah and his family smell like on the Ark eye bet life stinks like sheep and cattle even otter kinds of animals will smell in snow come down to stay too long the snoe not the smell can change with clothes the flake has won the odor gone the nearer night and lower temp will make the man smell better than a drake a loon a gander at the moon has come again the candle lit the snow at evening in the night is cold until the snoe wakes up the mourning come. SNOe.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Shinsplint

Shinsplint
poem
Joy luck over lake

no man can relate to life

define life in sky