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Time
Upon my watch, three hands tell me the time,
The mirror shows a different degree,
Forgotten thoughts with words that do not rhyme,
Meander down the road to lunacy.
Shine your shoes up!
Put on your tie!
Let’s go outside…
And find a place to fly!
Come and gone for me to see, believed,
The ocean tides, rivers wide, crimson sky,
How will I know when God has called to me?
Upon my watch, three hands tell me the time.
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15 You saw no form of any kind the day the LORD spoke to you at Horeb out of the fire. Therefore watch yourselves very carefully, 16 so that you do not become corrupt and make for yourselves an idol, an image of any shape, whether formed like a man or a woman, 17 or like any animal on earth or any bird that flies in the air, 18 or like any creature that moves along the ground or any fish in the waters below. 19 And when you look up to the sky and see the sun, the moon and the stars—all the heavenly array—do not be enticed into bowing down to them and worshiping things the LORD your God has apportioned to all the nations under heaven. 20 But as for you, the LORD took you and brought you out of the iron-smelting furnace, out of Egypt, to be the people of his inheritance, as you now are.
Deuteronomy 4:15-20
Does this affect one’s production of religious material, pictures, scriptural and religious art, etc?
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K. So let’s say you had a frying pan. K? A magical wolf in the form of a genei comes to to grant you four wishes. Now he’s anti-steryotype. So, he granted you 4 wishes instead of 3. He wanted to show you that not all wishes stick in groups of 3. There are plenty of non-triwishes. So your first wish is that you could fly over and underpass that’s impossible to fly over. So he says OK… Then all of a sudden you see a big star fish. And you say, “That’s against the law!” So he puts on some clothes. Then the evil butterflies come to eat you. But it’s ok! It— o- o- kk. Waaaaaa So then your tears turn into magots that eat all of the butterflies. Then your dog, Your Cat, comes. Then your cat, You, comes. Then you, Your Dog, comes. Your dog says, “Hey I’m so cool!”. Your Cat barks at you. You hisses and uses her claws to climb a tree. Your dog is sad. Your dog hoped the You would be OK. Your dog climbed the tree to save You. Suddenly, Your cat came and ate you. What happened to your pan????
Like so…1 stanza English Sonnet, 1 stanza free form, 1 stanza non-rhyming iambic pentameter. Don’t make me go get Todd and Dondi…
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Time
Upon my watch, three hands tell me the time,
The mirror shows a different degree,
Forgotten thoughts with words that do not rhyme,
Meander down the road to lunacy.
Shine your shoes up!
Put on your tie!
Let’s go outside…
And find a place to fly!
Come and gone for me to see, believed,
The ocean tides, rivers wide, crimson sky,
How will I know when God has called to me?
Upon my watch, three hands tell me the time.
*****
Oh, yeah, it also must start and finish with the same line.
Do you realize how much of my work is directly because of you?
At least a dozen good poems about the instistoogtions of government and entertainment.
You missed many of them whilst trying to create new accounts.
If I ever say anything bad, it is never at you…maybe right next to you…
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Tagged crazy people, Don, dondi, Dorsimbra, English, english sonnet, form, iambic pentameter, pentameter, return, something, Sonnet, stanza, Todd, work, Write
*****
Time
Upon my watch, three hands tell me the time,
The mirror shows a different degree,
Forgotten thoughts with words that do not rhyme,
Meander down the road to lunacy.
Shine your shoes up!
Put on your tie!
Let’s go outside…
And find a place to fly!
Come and gone for me to see, believed,
The ocean tides, rivers wide, crimson sky,
How will I know when God has called to me?
Upon my watch, three hands tell me the time.
*****
Marg…I stretch the rukes and the iambs as far as they go…I can speak in penta…with some artistry…
Yes…Destinations was another Dorsimbra
