Poetry for the Inner Ear

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Karl Homolka and Julie Schenecker: The Catastrophe... : "Karl Homolka and Julie Schenecker: The Catastrophe 1. Beware of child killer Karla Homolka drugging, raping, torturing, kiling..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: I'm Pained by Nelson Mandela's Failing Health : "I'm Pained by Nelson Mandela's Failing Health Genocide unfolding in Kosovo leaders executed balkan war A drug for AIDs armenian doctors..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: The Victory of the Empty Tomb : "The Victory of the Empty Tomb Alexander, Caesar, Charlemagne, and myself founded empires; but what foundation did we rest the creations o..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Making Something of Ourselves : "Making Something of Ourselves Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed.The effectual fervent pra..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Powers of Vilna Gaon : "Vilna Gaon at the age of three was able to recite the whole Hebrew Bible. Powers of Vilna Gaon (Vilna Gaon (1720-1797). Rabbi Elijah ben..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: A Popular Evaluation of Tiger Woods : " A Popular Evaluation of  Tiger Woods Tiger Woods (b.1975), the winner of 16 World Golf Championships, PGA Player of the Year te..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: LITERARY FACTS : "LITERARY FACTS                     ..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: One Cheer for the Believers : "One Cheer for the Believers God designed the program of prayer as an ‘apprenticeship’ for eternal sovereignty with Christ.-Paul E. Billheim..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: No Jargon of Plato, Aristotle : "No Jargon of Plato, Aristotle A person who is fundamentally honest doesn't need a code of ethics. The Ten Commandments and the Sermon on..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: The Jesus I Knew : "The Jesus I Knew I thank God for the honesty and virility of Jesus religion which makes us face the facts and calls us to take a man's pa..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Vandenberg Launching Its Largest Rocket : "Vandenberg Launching Its Largest Rocket I've heard Vandenberg launching its largest rocket Topsecret spy sattellite Beware, modern warfare..."

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Poetry on the Peaks: The Beauty of Oslo : " The Beauty of Oslo <script src='http://www..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Postmodern Peacemakers : "Postmodern Peacemakers How shall we all lament! Half dead with fear I tremble The unthinkable has happened Doomsday of Nuclear holocaust i..."

Postmodern Peacemakers How shall we all lament! Half dead with fear I tremble The unthinkable has happened Doomsday of Nuclear holocaust is here Enola Gay at 8:15 we forget We don’t know what we are doing Flesh melts and falls Bones melt and melt Blood roars and roars The sun was warm before explosion Now a thousand radiation pains And a billion dreams bleed See that humble, bright boy William Watching TV cricket match For patriotism and national defense For waging Peace Burn him up To keep our prestige alive The poets colony Where light workers unfeared live And love cuckoo, swallow and sun Kill them. None of them will complain Amy and Agatha Only nine weeks old Boil their organs For national defense we will do it For waging war for Peace we will do it We are postmodern Peacemakers

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Some Interesting Facts about the Mobile Phones : "Some Interesting Facts about the Mobile Phones It was a great astonishment for me as I used the mobile or cell phone for the first time in..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Supermodel Stephanie Seymour : "Supermodel Stephanie Seymour St. Barthes beach supermodel Stephanie Seymour kissing her son his hand on her breast the vulgar people cond..."

Supermodel Stephanie Seymour St. Barthes beach supermodel Stephanie Seymour kissing her son his hand on her breast the vulgar people condemn this awful form they forget angle of the photo has done it Mothers should be respected not deplored Mothers teach us how to live Mothers are greater than paradise adore mother adore mother adore don't target a mother never criticise stephanie Mother is our teacher She is the Boat She is angelic She is sacred all hours Vulgarity can’t touch her She is compassion Mother is Pure icon of goddess Pity melts from her icon. Brave new Future opening, I see If we worship Mother The rose that smiles, The star that pacifies, The river that murmurs and comforts. Truth and compassion her diamonds

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Postmodern Confusion about Santa : "Postmodern Confusion about Santa Several skeptics comment that Santa is merely a creation of wild imagination. They doubt his existence an..."

Postmodern Confusion about Santa Several skeptics comment that Santa is merely a creation of wild imagination. They doubt his existence and add that no reindeer can ever fly. It is also said that it is not possible for anyone to distribute toys and other gifts to the the millions of Muslim, Christian, Hindu, Jewish and Buddhist children all over the world on Christmas Eve. According to a calculation, Santa’s sleigh will have to move “650 miles persecond-3000 times the speed of sound.” The confused postmodern world should realize that by prayer to God great miracles take place. God grants us power to tread on serpents and scorpions. “ None but He can raise up the dead and quicken them / None but He can feed the five thousand with five loaves / None but He provides manna in the desert.” The best thing is to fill our heart and soul with the spirit of giving charity. That seems to be the essence of Santa's gifting toys to the children. It is very good if we remember the following

Poetry for the Inner Ear: BIOTERRORISM : "BIOTERRORISM Let St Paul, Teresa, Francis Bathe my spirits in ecstasy My shuddering limbs Gaze at the Drone striking Pak-Afganistan border..." http://myblog.blogspot.com/

Poetry for the Inner Ear: BIOTERRORISM : "BIOTERRORISM Let St Paul, Teresa, Francis Bathe my spirits in ecstasy My shuddering limbs Gaze at the Drone striking Pak-Afganistan border..."

BIOTERRORISM http://myblog.blogspot.com/ Let St Paul, Teresa, Francis Bathe my spirits in ecstasy My shuddering limbs Gaze at the Drone striking Pak-Afganistan border O David's son, wiser than Solomon! Save the world from bioterrorism: Don't tarry, don't be shy to intrude For my planet in pain. Soothe my dreams, O Christ! I'll defend you against Pilate And won't be perverse Like two thousand years ago, O my Lord! Assaulted by terror shameless Heavens have lost their benign appearance. "And the heavens will be shaken."* Will Earth be entitled 'The Late Earth?’ No, God won't permit this, Never allow Earth void of all life. The Son of God 'd come on the clouds of heaven And the planet won't pass away, Nor brought to ruin. O Time, I hope He is near at the doors: Deliverance is at hand, Death-dealing system will crumble And new system open up. * Matthew 24: 29

Poetry for the Inner Ear: A Few Words about Myself. : "A Few Words about Myself I was born in 1946 at Moradabad in Uttar Pradesh, near New Delhi. I am a poet, short-story writer; DPhil in Englis..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: The Devil Self-conceited : "The Devil Self-conceited In Hiroshima many years ago The heavens were clear and birds chirping. Nuclear bomb exploded Quoth Satan ‘‘Behold ..."

The Devil Self-conceited In Hiroshima many years ago The heavens were clear and birds chirping. Nuclear bomb exploded Quoth Satan ‘‘Behold my power’’ “Nonviolence is power” retorted the Prophet. “Why, I can annihilate earth.” “Excuse me…” “Yes, oh yes. This alone is power.” “Certainly not.” “ I’m stronger than God.” “Nonsense. You are morally perverted.” Should I narrate the discussion futile further? Why was the Devil self-conceited? Well, here’s the sum and substance: Satan thrives on our disobedience to the Word The Devil says- "TNT* tons* & tons Billion tons Nuclear missiles piled on missiles Yes, look! I’m alive again After Aug 6, 1945. Hail, terrorism! I’ve conquered! I assert frankly Lamb can’t defeat Tiger. Do I fear God? Never. Nations belligerent Obey my commands Explode nuclear bombs. Human organs boil away And the planet vanishes. O sweet Firestorms! Who instigates me? I don’t know." NOTES TNT: A high explosive

Poetry for the Inner Ear: A Tribute to Gabrielle Giffords : "A Tribute to Gabrielle Giffords i. Ah, shameless hounds of violence rejoice 9 year old girl gunne..." <a title="Post to Google Buzz" class="google-buzz-button" href=" http://www.google.com/buzz/post " data-button-style="normal-count" data-locale="en_IN"></a> <script type="text/javascript" src=" http://www.google.com/buzz/api/button.js%22%3E%3C/script >

A Tribute to Gabrielle Giffords         i. Ah, shameless hounds of violence rejoice 9 year old girl gunned down in Arizona Gabrielle Giffords Arizona congresswoman shot dead Oh! where shall I nonviolence find? Who will defeat Satan's strategem? Anger and hatred No religious qualm Ravenous wolf with insidious ken Everlasting foe Only sacred teachings can give A safety net jesus Protect us in 2011 from violent claws ii. You murdered Gabrielle She's not dead Your breath is she. She lives no more, But the idea lives. Terrorist kills Body: Idea can't be murdered. Our tragedy is- None willing to hear Sermon on the Mount And obey the Word. Worship Lamb Take less than more, Give more than take, Have is the child of give. If the world follows ancient sages, Violence will die.

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Remembering Barbara Billingsley : "This poem is a tribute to Barbara Billingsley’s sudden death. She is undoubtedly century’s quintessential mom. Remembering Barbara Bill..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Original Haiku : "Original Haiku If I forget the Lord let my lyre be broken: sacred poet Shore to shore lord's kingdom- vernal bees murmur here 20,000 spe..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Poetry for the Inner Ear: Santa’s Letter to Liza : "Poetry for the Inner Ear: Santa’s Letter to Liza: ' &n...'"

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Poetry and 'a continual extinction of personality'... : "Poetry and 'a continual extinction of personality' Poetry, like other arts, produces a unique joy through an artistic creation of beau..."

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Poetry for the Inner Ear: 5000 Birds Die in Arkansas : "5000 Birds Die in Arkansas Birds and fish die 5000 birds in arkansas die birds die birds die birds birds birds who's killed them global coo..."

5000 Birds Die in Arkansas Birds and fish die 5000 birds in arkansas die birds die birds die birds birds birds who's killed them global cooling or biblical warning Satan targets birds have compassion birds die fall on the roof tops in a dark city dying is not bad if natural unatural dying paralyses death of birds goes on Are the birds angry the vision is clear Lord save our beloved eath From strife of tongues, Strife of religions. Grant our planet smile again. Let word of God deck and fill our soul Let word of God pacify Nuclear fire Let us follow peace and holiness with all, Even with strangers who might be angels. Lay apart your wrath, all filthiness To escape the fire of hell, Wrath of birds and fish Word of God hear  Far away from bleak abode Of   wolf. Hear His Word Near warm woody valleys, shady bower, Groves , brooks and meads. Hear, oh hear! Never the tempests and deluge fear. Archfiend is tamed If God is listened!

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Short Story Facts : "Short Story Facts We find in the contemporary short stories an extraordinary quality of characterization, dialogue and situation. Seve..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Poetry for the Inner Ear: Fair Virtue : "Poetry for the Inner Ear: Fair Virtue: 'Fair Virtue holy temple defiled shock terrible painful shock righteous lord redeeming us anointed l..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Violence in Nebraska School : "Tragic-most tragic-Nebraska school Where a student died After shooting two officials We are into 2011 Violent 2010 is behind us Let Heaven i..."

Tragic-most tragic-Nebraska school Where a student died After shooting two officials We are into 2011 Violent 2010 is behind us Let Heaven instruct my mind Let us say a long adieu to violence My New Year celebration is my Prayer "Lord! as in heaven, on earth thy will be done" Poets don’t warn. Haven’t the vision Haven’t the sense of duty. US drone striking Pak-Afganistan border At the moment, I feel Nuclear attack is ready. It is real. Earth can’t escape it. Death for Earth is life for Satan. The cancer will eat us away But all people are asleep to the nightmare As they can’t bear it. Even sage poets unable to put in order Fiendish aberration of human nature.

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Poetry for the Inner Ear: Black Birds Die in Arkansas : "Black Birds Die in Arkansas How sad, how painful! Thousands of black birds fall dead From Arkansas sky On New Year's Eve The wo..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Short Story Facts : "Short Story Facts We find in the contemporary short stories an extraordinary quality of characterization, dialogue and situation. Seve..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: Short Story Facts : "Short Story Facts We find in the contemporary short stories an extraordinary quality of characterization, dialogue and situation. Seve..."

Poetry for the Inner Ear: More Dangerous Than Wild Hogs : "More Dangerous Than Wild Hogs all good comes from above shaman listens to to the sound: knocking at the sky past, present, today free sky ..."  

More Dangerous Than Wild Hogs all good comes from above shaman listens to to the sound: knocking at the sky past, present, today free sky never bothers I scratch thorn-thick tree and find unexpected waterfall  mute syllables graven on stone still waiting to be heard by a shaman system to annihilate earth- industry of nuclear weapons More dangerous than wild hogs wreaking havoc in USA a life well spent on Sermon on the Mount more than paradise of  all the books none  like Bible let your prayer enlighten terrorist take heed foe is invisible poetic fire dim muse drooping suicide bomber is here amid woods and meads river runs- silent nymph tyrants vex jew, christian, hindu beyond the world’s clutter wet grass and flowers- nature’s free gifts as I muse along passions storm the breast: a  gentle angel whispers peace