The Sage is wise; the Innocent, gullible and the Naive is Dumb! The Lovelorn is ya Fool As ya Pious is Judgmental and ya Fundamentalists, A Determinist, rigid Rod of Ancient Beliefs, Tenets, Norms and Lifestyles Unsuited for ya Modern Times! Props to the Amish and the Mennonite Believers, nothing in life is perfect otherwiseContinue reading “A Thought For Conversation!”
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An Evening 🚶♀️ Through The 🥬 Patch!🙌🕺💃🥳😷🙏♒️🎈
Pentanumerous Poetry 🙏🐕♒️🎈🙌🎁🥳🎉🎂🥰🌞Precipitation’s Presence Predominates Presently!
We Try As The Rain Pours In The Bronx Today!
Folks Think All 🦅 Look Alike!
The Empty Vessel.
The Empty Vessel. The Empty Vessel. — Read on theexiledexhorter.com/2020/11/14/the-empty-vessel/
Landscape Art: From Rural to Urban 🙏♒️🐕
One Day’s Effort At Creativity 🙏🐕♒️😆🎉💃🍾💪🇩🇴👌🏿🇺🇸🗽
The election yesterday!
Ultra Black Why Not?
Rude boys waiting for the order from the autocratic despotic draft dodger 5 times Dude Tuff guy Yeah right🤣🤣😂😂🎃🎃💩💩🦠💀🙏🐕♒️😷🗳💯🗳☮️
WeaveWorld, by Clive Barker.
Carrion Lovers: 🦅 Of Prey.
Carcasses piled up in some ice cream trucks with good intentions in mind really good people but bad managers by far as too many splendored corpses rot near by; ya ice cream trucks, semi’s refrigerated and the funeral homes collapsed and family had to just stand by Stand Back Wait for orders from the figureheadContinue reading “Carrion Lovers: 🦅 Of Prey.”
A Ranting on Besotment!🙏🐕♒️
Listen to the most recent episode of my podcast: Besotment A Ranting by me. https://anchor.fm/martin-espinal6/episodes/Besotment-A-Ranting-by-me-elh7n4
Land of the free Home of the Brave!
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Ten For Today 23-10-2020. Mental Illness Is A Real War Of Attrition. Hopefully y’all enjoy the effort 🙏🐕♒️🇩🇴🇺🇸🗳💪🗡🍊💯🙌
Why not him come on Man really?
1776 Pages Of Quarantine Creativity! And Only Growing Jajaja.
Stand Back Stand By; Quarantine Poetry.
Stand back stand by Rainy day outside as we ponder Options, markets? Bullish or bears, Stearns, remember him, he was catching for ya Mets in their Golden years, Nah, ya real Sad truth; the folly of dirty men to think their misdeeds Will always remain in-Bed: Iraq, Afghanistan. America’s journalists go to the Extremes ofContinue reading “Stand Back Stand By; Quarantine Poetry.”
Covid 19 Hills!
The numbers grow daily from the maskless spectacles leading to the uptick across the USA 🇺🇸, ya know that masks work yet it’s impossible to get folks on board. Not too long ago Asians wearing masks were oddballs in NYC; today masks are the new normal! Thank God because y’all know this stuff won’t goContinue reading “Covid 19 Hills!”
Currently Eventful, A Musing.
Two contenders stood four to six feet apart. Spreaders of Fake News from Both sides of the aisle. Cares Act, my foot, lack of legislative initiatives should be Red or is it Blue Flags of Concern for ya American voters. Hucksters, con-men, TV personalities, showmen, pretty Blond women delivering Devastating Truths Couched into a dysenteryContinue reading “Currently Eventful, A Musing.”
The City Above.
there she stands, greyish forlorned and seemingly beaten to a bloody pulp. death every home damned near living with coffins in our midst. pain, loss, indifference, lack of government oversight. trumps says no, everything is bliss, confusion, hate, division Covid19 deaths Mounting Daily where are the safeguards I would not send my children back toContinue reading “The City Above.”
Early Morning Blitz.
Blissful traumatic head 🐝 bye ya conflagrations Tripping over Buddha Thai 🦍 Blues 2020 time to vote 🗳 ya conscience and your souls too! Warriors died just don’t let it be in vain once again; 5 Deferments Man sitting 🪑 in the Casa Blanca guffawing laughing uproariously while deriding the bravery and courage of yaContinue reading “Early Morning Blitz.”
Beautiful Poetry To Share.
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The Infection.
It starts with a small bite and it is ignored. Then two weeks later you check and the bite has changed, now no longer brown it’s orange 🍊! Orange with a bite; it oozes, stinks 😷 up wherever it goes and makes inflammatory comments daily to stir up his juices. So few but In confusedContinue reading “The Infection.”
Selective Service Memories,
Certainly lots of Hawks flying around with opinions of what is happening in the towns. Donald Trump is the first of this type of Raptor; too scared … Selective Service Memories,
El Beso.
Who’s to say what is fair in love and war. Tolstoy spent a lifetime trying to figure to figure it out. Newton crunched the numbers and came up lame. Lady Jane; the Grand Dame of the Highest Set(really a bundle of filth) was known for taking lads out to class. Sweet Lady Jane Was ConversantContinue reading “El Beso.”
The Shelling.
After being rocked to and fro, Billy came back in the second with smoke! The rookie was scared 😱 wouldn’t ya; Yankee Stadium 🏟 and he’d been shelled! Gave up 3 runs including a home 🏃♀️, his stomach had been at his very throat. He’d almost puked 🤮 and tell ya da truth, a littleContinue reading “The Shelling.”
Omega El Fuerte.
🇩🇴 🖼 , misunderstood and under appreciated deserves a 👀 see, his music 🎶 🎵 is Hype wake ya Up dancing 💃 🎼 de la Republica Dominicana My birthplace that i cry for so much!😢🤬🙏🐕♒️🤣🇩🇴💯❤️👮!!!
Please Call Me Popo’; Sir Is So Bloody British!
I love my Asians to call me by my African name because it’s the first one I ever knew. Love ❤️ Popo’ as it is resounding for me and others who love the Echoes of it All. Allahu Akbar! And may God grant blessings of Peace and Prosperity for All who walks; regardless of theContinue reading “Please Call Me Popo’; Sir Is So Bloody British!”
The Dog Days Of Summer, A Musing.
Today some tears back I put you down, cremated for all eternity my dearest friend, Patu II; we travelled 🧳 together us two, 🇩🇴. A big malamute and German shepherd mix. I put you down Patu because i really loved you; at 16 you were hanging on for dear life and I took it fromContinue reading “The Dog Days Of Summer, A Musing.”
The Abyss Of The Blissed!
Amid the ocean’s storms the waves crashed into the flimsy 🚣♀️ boat laden with too much cargo and poor desperate folks. Fleeing from the shores mothers clung tightly to their children and their meager belongings. 💣 bombs went off all around; troops from the government, possibly, their own sons who had gone off to joinContinue reading “The Abyss Of The Blissed!”
