Against thoughts and writings

Fatwas are laws or interpretations
a judgment or adjudication
and sometimes a dead warrant in
Islam

Papal bulls were used
to reign in kings and others
to start wars and infallibility of
the Pope

Responsa in the Judaism
are answers to the questions
regarding life community
to people

Strange what three main
lines of thoughts will
demand of their
followers

Dead warrant fatwas
issued will ask for not only
the thoughts  but the life of
writiers

The winter

Vigga was merely not only mad
The vølva was furiously feeling cold
iced within her old frame - not fabled
not truly feeble either - just jinxed
that life was taking its toll (what a cliché)
alas there was something strange
within herself, body or soul -
wondered what it could be - hell
was not hot - hell was for her icicles
ice-laden and ice cold - beautiful
as such devilish images of inbred
cultural and pervasive preordained
beliefs of a tedious tradition -
hammered in through mother's milk
- alas - she was a vølva but her birth
(some of her umpteenth upbringing)
was of the festering male dominated kind
it was in the lovely language that
she swore she would forever like
- but it snug in the patronizing patriarchy - 
without her wanting to hear it
and  her expressing the esoteric feelings
of being quiet about herself -
the only other being the highborn Sophia
her sister-in- spirit  would know.
She muttered again chilled
by recent male-dominated domains
of their tremendous tediousness
that why wherefore and how could it be
that persnickety people were gullible
that evil was not out in this world.
She had had too a along and lengthy life
to be still astonished and in awe
that history again would be written
by the odds of truthiness gone to pot
and frightening followers frump
a search for doing what is right
sometimes surely doing it correctly
but by the wayside throwing it
to the terrible bunk of burying
everything everywhere - truth torn
from itself a historically hell
again - not unlike the Dante's
descent into the deep dipper.

Tugging her cape around her
wasted waist wallowing in self pity
she shook her now whitish mane
chilled and not quite shellacked
- I am a old fool - she mumbled
numbed by the wintry weather -
but  I do not believe benevolence
has gone from the caring community
there are people searching for
statutes which will lead to
some kind of hope and hankering
a long time albeit in coming
but each generation will try
and do better or else - humanity
itself iced from not remembering
recalling that history will gestate
another generation's lack thereof.
And, of course, they have forgotten
to acknowledge that Gaia rules
and she is tired of not being able
to breathe, to joyfully jingle
so she will be coming with
withering storms, killing quite
obviously her own wonders
sealing the steers so that only
nothing is left, viruses will proliferate
happily until the common man
(read con man) realizes suddenly
that he needs to change his needs
so she the Earth may prosper
in earnest - otherwise she will
icily implode of man's improper
care taking skills - the so-called
dominator will be deathly doomed.

Vigga the Vølva wiggled her toes
in  her heavy wintry booths
walked down to her little brook
looking so forlorn  but as she
stared along the beige brown brink
she suddenly spotted a small
green shoot - quietly - inaudibly
her gloved hands grossly shook
and she bent down to look closer
yes, true the verdant wonder
was there - and a wow-factor
took her by sudden surprise -
mayhap miracles could come about
rose herself up brushing off
the dirt from her woolen cape
- hopeful - she started to walk
briskly along the downtrodden trail
reminiscing the old poet's thought
after the cold spring must come! 
     

Delivery extraordinaire

The postman has a cold
So much to his dismay
He has to go in the frost
Angry at having to sway
Over while picking up
the missives he has got
He fiendishly flaunt
His hellbent virus’muck

The postman has a cold
And the goods he delivers
Will come with not only
Bills, ads' he shivers
An occasional personal card
Parcels and whatnots
But are embraced with
His loving care snot.

Body talks

My body is bothering me
I took it for granted
it is telling me what!
I don't want to listen
eventually I shall have to
just because it is stronger.
The adage : Mind over matter
is that matter matters
and all the owner can do
it to obey to hear or die!

She from Gravesend limerick

There once was a lady from Gravesend
She did what she had to round the bend
She analyzed the folks
She found a great bloke
And her mosaics suffered no blend

Lies, and lies and ...ad nauseam

Lies lie well in a liar's mouth
especially in politics
here we call it truth with a doubt
a bag of hypes and dirty tricks
soon this lie will become truth
at least to those without a sleuth
of skills to dissect and digest
what or why - somebody's behest
alas this is my umpteenth shout
for honesty and a testatrix
of today's world gone to the south
just hit the frauds with a brick.

Troy

In a newly minted
Newspaper article
Troy with its war
Is mentioned today
With Priam Hector
Helen and Archilles
Did it happen or
Was it a forceful myth
Does it matter at all?
The rightful conflicts’
Owners or historians
Will create heroes / heroines
And they will prevail
Whether truthful or not.
Alas today’s warmongering
Personae cannot become
Even Patrocles or anybody else
So this message was just
A reminder of our own idiocy!

Instinct

Follow your hunch
With a withering wave
Of feelings galore
Do not give a bunch
Of why’s and not’s
Just insist of yes
Life isn’t an easy lunch

Mayerling

Mayerling un village
En Autriche
Avec une tragédie
Il y a longtemps
En ressemblant
Des autres histoires
Tristes
Les contes des fées
Modernes filmés
Ressemblent
Les anciens trajectoires
Chacun et chacune
Cherche son but
Et hélas le temps
Passe vivement
Ainsi la vie bizarre!

My humble advice

Child rearing first time around
is a mother's conundrum
do you do like this or
do you do like that?
The advices from all around
come in by the thousand
you have to do like this
or you could do like that
What happens if your child
will not sleep or eat
what happens if your kid
is doing not like what
every other child does
according to the experts
and what about vaccines
or anti whatever you hear
Child rearing first time abound
saving yourself is my counsel
if you do not then how
can you help your little one?