26 NPM

26 NPM

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Friday, April 26, 2013 at 12:17pm

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26 NPM
friend he drinks he smokes he makes bad jokes he does wrong he sins is he still your friend USED BOOKS is closing down
Royal Oak Books is gone
Woodward past 12 mile in Detroit Michigin
Goodbye two cats Goodbye to the Owner
eye understand she was a nice person there
Pat Jonas salute
because you are in Detroit and not Cleveland
because ef my good friend in Michigan 
because of the ebook revolution
and it does no one good to even hear of a good business going down
this ones for ewe
goodbye and goodluck
my friend is on the street a victim of the heat
the fire he sometimes uses in his daily habit of a smoke and now a drink he seems to go a little over on his use of alcholic dreams
the food forgotten on the porch
we had to bring it in ourselves
no more books upon the shelves
in Michigan there is sorrow as well
Detroit has lost another used book shoppe
this bodes ill wind to blow as well
my friends priority is his self his book sits on the shelf and he has not arrived in time to save the food we all partake of time
time in a bottle of wine time in a smoke time is not mine
businesses close friends work outside and life is time
time is gone
26 NPM
friend 

Royal Oak Books is gone Woodward past 12 mile in Detroit Michigin Goodbye two cats Goodbye to the Owner eye understand she was a nice person there Pat Jonas salute

fourtwentyfivetwentythirteen

fourtwentyfivetwentythirteen fourtwentyfivetwentythirteen

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Thursday, April 25, 2013 at 2:50pm

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fourtwentyfivetwentythirteen

fourtwentyfivetwentythirteen

time

it is thursday another day of time it is a month filled with poems it is a recognized event a subscription to the words of minds intent

the lofty highbrow pencil queen licked her lead again

the beauty queen lined her brows and furrowed the crows and darkened her nose

the tome is full of wording

the poem is dripping sarcasm

the poet is lurcking in the nearby

he is sharpening his time

it is so obvious this time

four and twenty blackberries baked into the pie charlax added five to make this poem rhyme

oblivious to time

the designation of the month plus the numerical reference of the day time equals love

your shorts are not green your socks match each other and you compare me to the worm as it turns the dirt into a garden full of green things

this poem works in the bottom of the bird cage place the poem with the words showing upp so the birds can fill in the blanks

 parrots love my carrot tender endings

the subliminal message is this

did you get it did you guess

twenty five is half of fifty one more time

the sword of pericles dangles for damocles

accident prone asking for direction laying for a moment gone

near the ending going home wishing for the day to break to dawn to finally come

the Jews have been forgiven

the Catholics still frown

they seem to be the Guilty now

now you have it now

four and twenty five blackberries baked into the pie

four and twenty five blackberries baked into the pie

Creative Idea

Creative Idea

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Wednesday, April 24, 2013 at 11:11am

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Creative Idea

Creative Idea

The COlor of the BOhemians WInd

dedication is too Bodenheim

The IMP painted the wind and did not like the first color so he erased it and tried to paint the wind again

the wind left him and laughed it played hide from the IMP so the IMP painted the wind again but yet again he did not like the color of the wind and so he erased it the second time again

this time the wind came to the IMP and let him try a third time again

the IMP liked the color of the wind and the wind was born and so the wind began to blow the wind was the color of the wind and the wind was happy

the wind danced beside the IMP and the wind was blowing happy wind

and the wind had a color it was the color of the wind the IMP had made the wind happy and the IMP had given color to the wind and the wind was happy and it was born and it had color

To this  very day is added color to the wind it is the same color of the IMPish grin and the wind smiles a pastel smile the color of the IMPish Clown that dared to paint the wind the color of his smile and iff you read the poem of the eye the wind  will never die and the color of the wind is happy now it is the Creative Idea The COLor of the BOhemians WInd

dedication is too BOdenheim

Creative Idea The COLor of the BOhemians WInd dedication is too BOdenheim

ed.note.ed this is APril 24 2013 National Poetry MOnth poem 24

APril is National Poetry Month 23

APril is National Poetry Month 23 APril is National Poetry Month 23

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Tuesday, April 23, 2013 at 12:16pm

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APril is National Poetry Month 23
APril is National Poetry Month 23
time is the theme
money is an object lesson
Advocacy Journalism
the time is not taken upp by professionalism the network broadcasters are biased to one group one sided journalism is now the featured not the exception but the expectation is the biased lies the misinformation
Back in the day it was differant before our time they preached journalism
as a true object to be reported a real good idea to get across to the public
what happened to the free press
what happened to the prom dress the flower pressed into the book pages to be kept what happened to my life where has the flower gone
where is my wife the flower of my youth is laid to rest upon my mothers tomb
my wound is now my heart
eye merely started to quote another poet would it be oh kay then eye stopped like a tonne of oil spilled into the bay
is it the way he is is it the way they are or is it eye
is it my thoughts of what he might say to me how he would say no
he does not want me to use his quote
or use his poems words
it would only cause bad feelings for we are not really good friends and it would dredge upp his hate for mee or cause him just to feel his anger at a poet using him his words not meant to be copied by such a sludge as eye
so now back to the time
iff you are a republic dwelling man try FOX
iff you live in the democracy try NBC
iff you are a poet and wish for the other poet to be free dont quote him now let his words stand for only him
and do not dare to pass it on for fear
he might not like to see his poem written here for mee
or the other poet quoting him
its just not done it matters not let us guess for now APril is National Poetry Month 23

eye merely started to quote another poet would it be oh kay then eye stopped like a tonne of oil spilled into the bay is it the way he is is it the way they are or is it eye is it my thoughts of what he might say to me how he would say no

666 close enought

666 close enought

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Monday, April 22, 2013 at 10:55am

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666 close enought

eye seen myself reflected in a moment of time

the id card in my hand was almost god as eye waited for mail call

i wanted my letter i wanted my letter i wanted my letter

everyone proceeds into the building only with a signature they must sign the clipboard to receive services this is almost true they pencil in the namme for you of you by you to do the bidding of you inside the building you must be signed in to receive the food or other services ah but the food is still free at lunch time you only need a color it is a piece of blank plastic either blue or red or green yellow starting over now with blue again it seems the line grows and goes on forever will eye ever get my plate the styrofoam sagging from the weight of the meal eye drool upon my seat and smile when my color is called eye limp and crawl to the boardwalk upper room to get my swoon is this the Herald of the end of time or just a meal of life they pray a Catholic Prayer and then we move into the fray carrying bags and lemonade the things inside the meal is fine today is Earth Day to some it means the green green grass of home to others they stop and reflect the memory of the problems of Mother Earth is  so  very Oily and Covered rather Crude. SOmeone might list the problems that we face as Illegal Drugs Gas for Guzzling  Auto Cars Money to pay for this illegally tonnes and tonnes of spilled in the water deadly to life forms the rich people whom seem guilty saying Oh Gee thats tough.  Eye wish eye may be wrong eye think eye might be write 666 close enought tonight

tonnes and tonnes of spilled in the water deadly to life forms the rich people whom seem guilty saying Oh Gee thats tough.

Google Grippe Two 21 NPM

Google Grippe Two 21 NPM

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Sunday, April 21, 2013 at 1:19pm

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Charles Robert Hice google drive would not update this DOC until eye opened it nd closed it and reopened it this is a glitch and eye love to get them

 Google Grippe Two 21 NPM
when eye delete the spam folder with the link that says delete all the spam at once upon a time
the message under the box that goes away has the stop button
its just there still under my mouse iff eye were a nerveless person and prone to pad the mouse
do eye need to complain to the makers of this thing
why do you do stupid things like this
when you have all the time and the money in the world
to do things right
gripe gripe gripe
to my chagrin eye have to be a twin and twine
the stop adds all the spam back that eye was trying to delete
you seriously could fixt this like you did the new compose
google smells much like a rose with thorns imposed
we need both ends to meet
when spam has to be delete
When Aunty EM was standing outside the screen door and yelling Dorothy my heart was breaking not just for Dorothy
but for Aunty Em
Google Grippe Two 21 NPM

Bomb Squat

Bomb Squat

National Poetry MOnth April 20 2013 Bomb Squat

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Saturday, April 20, 2013 at 11:28am

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Bomb Squat

Call for Philip Morris

Yes SIR your room is ready at the Hilton on the Square in nearly every City in AmeriKa today do you have any carry on Luggage to  Arrive we will bring it to your room almost as sooner or immediately iff not faster

whats dat ? you say you are parking a white van later full of fertilizer

they found some cat litter in the lobby of the fourth floor it was marked room 413 they cleared the building we cannot use the elevator walking down four flights of steppes they wont let us back inside the room until half past nine tonight

its freezing on the sidewalk we paid a lot for the Hotel room that we cant use its a shame we have to spend our  vacation sitting inside a barroom getting drunk oh wait thats what we came here for they called the Bomb Squat

the real hero is the fireman with the bomb proff stuff on he is reallyh hot inside a lot of heavy padding he huffs and puffs and tries to find the bomb where it is squat he takes all the chances and no one ever sees his namme

it is the big cheesy grin on the little man in charge he wears a thin bullit proff vest under a black ops shirt and pretends to be the bomb squat he is usually always found outside patrolling the area as far from the bomb as he can get

waving at the crowd and the press and where is the rules when something happens like this private people on the walkway taking pictures is he a member of the press is his last namme Kent why is this even allowed iff eye were a Policeman watching the crowd this buffon would be told to move along let the press do the reporting let the press interview the throng let the crowd alone

Bomb Squat

written as a true eye witness story bye charlax

National Poetry MOnth

April 20 2013

do ewe see what eye mean

NOPD Squat mon

4/17/666/2013/NPM

4/17/666/2013/NPM

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Friday, April 19, 2013 at 1:46pm

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4/17/666/2013/NPM
the end of time is close to becoming a reality today the predictions of the Bible taking place all around us on the street the cell phone is a lessor god in peoples hands and faces ears on talking and looking everywhere but the places they need to be watching ahead of them for safetys sake rude discussions inn a public place no thoughts for others when in a line they seek the post position not needing to be true to others some say this is proff positive they are killers escaping from the justice hiding behind the phone they give dirty talk and looks and move to the front of the line no matter how long the other people waited there this is the proff we need they have the mark of the beast it is the beginning of the end the 666 is coming and almost already here people ruling other people just by using the devices given time in the palm of the right hand they speak of personal things in public places things better left unsaid some people yell very louding into the phone they scream curses at loved ones and everyone around them is the loser as well as the other person on the line you can see by this mhy poem eye do not like new cell phones or old ones read ones green ones blue ones cat in the hat ones or chewed slipper ones mice ones or lost and found ones ice cold phones or hot phones Nostradamus made three more predictions Cell Phone Helments so people cannot bother other people on the street and inside public places the sound of your voice is annoying to most people you saw a cell phone area where the gate is never locked and the people walk in and out to get the signal spot let them talk among themselves and not everywhere at once the cell phone area is an empty lot but the last thing that Nostradamus saw was the Church of the Dome where the Devil is standing now he is the Pope with the Conical Hat under the hat is his bluetooth phone wired into the Vatican so he can speak to everyone he is the voice of god the 666 has come did you say the word Deceiver rhymes with Reciever everyone.
4/17/666/2013/NPM

 — in Vatican City.

the Devil is standing now he is the Pope with the Conical Hat under the hat is his bluetooth phone wired into the Vatican so he can speak to everyone he is the voice of god the 666 has come did you say the word Deceiver rhymes with Reciever everyone. 4/17/666/2013/NPM — in Vatican City.

Time for NPM APril 19 2013

Time for NPM APril 19 2013
Time for NPM APril 19 2013
time is a dysfunction
OR
how long do we have left
the more eye hurry the more eye get behind it takes me longer to do anything then nothing it takes forever to do most things it takes a long while to be idle and to get work done eye always need more time time is a thief time is a bandit time is on our side time can get away in a dream of a day time can smite and be unkind time is money to sum time is usefull or full of nonsense to some time can eat a whole month is gone and what happened to the time is all they say time can be rude when others intrude time can be an enchilada with a jazzy beat the meat is what is mine in time time can be on time or late time can make me miss a date time can be the last thing on my mind is time time can still soften a blow time can be gloves on a mickeys hands clock time is just a watch in the night time is yours and time is mine it is shared time or time taken wait time can be the victim or just give it more time time can be the healer time can be relief time can be called because of rain time can be tossed as a towel into the ring time can then be over or overused or just used upp time can be the boss watching the clock punching the time clock watching the time makes it move more slowly bye oh see the time is gone again not yet just you wait we will get more time time can be bought and lost and found time is mine today is time
Time for NPM APril 19 2013
This time is now for you to smile — at Canal Street.

APril ATETeen NPM a poem

APril ATETeen NPM a poem
copied from a sticky note on my JEasus laptop
rude peopel gave me food the fat man was at thepier he cussed the guard
give me a moment to reflect my image on this screen so wait no words from the artificial intelligence microsoft created iff he is here he is not saying anything the man was rude he was not nice as he talked he talked out the side of his face like a gangster the food was ok and eye can eat anything and eye even got an extra bag was heavy for a while but eye never smiled for eye remember every word spoken and it was not nice to diss me on the street so you pretend to be helping me but you are really looking down on the homeless the fat man on the pier was angry and his leaving was not pretty he was meaning all sorts of bad things he cussed the guard a lot and yelled and even threw things down as he left he was making lots of noise and so eye left my hot spott in a hurry and the guard made sure the man did not come back around by patrolling thie entrance again he is a good man does his job the way he is supposed to be professional and the meal givers need a better bedside manner Doctor they need lessons on how to greet and meet the homeless for they are peopel two even though the food was nice on the porch the bad feeling eye got a headache from the dissing the bad feeling was carried over from the Ferry Landing the fat man had ruined my wifi signal spot with his tirade of the guard was only doing his job and the peopel giving out the food should try to do there job and be a little nicer next time but the rude finger of the day has to fo to the hardforum place on my email they send me messages and now eye haf to block them now conceerning death and so what does it matter
in the end where we spend the time
just waiting for eternity to come
they can burn my body
and iff i had charity here to give too some of them
then eye will still get my reward for death is only heaven to someone who believes inn
charlax 2013 — at Canal Street.

4/17/666/2013/NPM

Charles Robert Hice

Yesterday

4/17/666/2013/NPM
the end of time is close to becoming a reality today the predictions of the Bible taking place all around us on the street the cell phone is a lessor god in peoples hands and faces ears on talking and looking everywhere but the places they need to be watching ahead of them for safetys sake rude discussions inn a public place no thoughts for others when in a line they seek the post position not needing to be true to others some say this is proff positive they are killers escaping from the justice hiding behind the phone they give dirty talk and looks and move to the front of the line no matter how long the other people waited there this is the proff we need they have the mark of the beast it is the beginning of the end the 666 is coming and almost already here people ruling other people just by using the devices given time in the palm of the right hand they speak of personal things in public places things better left unsaid some people yell very louding into the phone they scream curses at loved ones and everyone around them is the loser as well as the other person on the line you can see by this mhy poem eye do not like new cell phones or old ones read ones green ones blue ones cat in the hat ones or chewed slipper ones mice ones or lost and found ones ice cold phones or hot phones Nostradamus made three more predictions Cell Phone Helments so people cannot bother other people on the street and inside public places the sound of your voice is annoying to most people you saw a cell phone area where the gate is never locked and the people walk in and out to get the signal spot let them talk among themselves and not everywhere at once the cell phone area is an empty lot but the last thing that Nostradamus saw was the Church of the Dome where the Devil is standing now he is the Pope with the Conical Hat under the hat is his bluetooth phone wired into the Vatican so he can speak to everyone he is the voice of god the 666 has come did you say the word Deceiver rhymes with Reciever everyone.
4/17/666/2013/NPM — in Vatican City.

APRIL 16 HUMP over

Charles Robert Hice

Tuesday

National Poetry MOnth
APRIL 16 HUMP over
the middle is the best place to be
time is for hurry worry scurry jump the heliocoptors were too loud and they just kept coming over the Hospital is near the lieberry and they were on Home Security Alert and they flew sidewise upp and across and hovered and went and came back well they started before midnight and they kept on the attack it seemed to be Police and now eye am not sure it could have been the Army or even the Coast Guard was near here the wind was blowing and freedom not in sight the terror is the people now in charge seeing the show of force did not make me feel any more secure at all but mostly scared of what Security might do iff someone did look upp eye bet they were scared two
someone of the men who was with a woman said it best he said they look like they are going after someones house to get them out
the butt was in the chips
eye could not tell my friends
because he smokes
butt when he finished them
eye tossed it all away
and he was not the wiser
he was now much nicer
when the service coptors flew they sounded just like sound blasters in the wind there was no getting around the sound and so eye moved
when the person came around the side of the building he stopped
he said to me eye was in his spot
no one was here is the answer came to me
and so he left a little wiser a little slower to complain on the street
for it was my spot that eye was in
not ever his — at Canal Street.

FLeur de lis

FLeur de lis

FLeur de lis
lily of the valley
APrile 15 2013
perhaps the Jester is smiling
only on Mardis Gras all of the drinking is lying in the valley of the French Quarter
He carries his flower stick and smiles
Huge love
only in the City OF New Orleans
where love is always found
the Jesters thorny crown becomes the end of life is found
red beans and rice lemon aide is nice
a slice of Jesus with my life
a friend who acts like a friend is nice
coffee with a mourning looking at the fog covered the river the ole Mississippi is invisible and nice
the institution is of higher learning it takes one to knoe one more tick tock the old old clock is missing the hands seem to point in all directions at once like the cuckoo clock on the windows phone of a strang device
take some cover in the event of a North Korean Tantrum
do you still have a fall out shelter
radio nation radiation
Government Affirmative Action some iff not all will add a little interference
do you want them to sit behind you and see every thing you do do you want them able to correct you to force audio upon you to you like large groups of people marching to the musick perhaps life has been too good to you you must now never give upp do not allow those people to have the control you should have for yourself or just sit upon the book shelf they will wring you out like a wet sponge and place you back when they have read you like a book back eye say back into your nook wave to the crowd as they dance the drunk and sway away into the fog they play the Fleur de lis what do you say they play a flower it seems
impossible and yet is it the same the time it takes to say my namme the Jester waves the branches of the old eternal story of the FLeur de lis

 — at Canal Street.

Trolley on Saint Charles

Trolley on Saint Charles

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Monday, April 15, 2013 at 11:09am

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no relief was in sight SUnday was ground to a halt Trolley on Saint Charles

Trolley on Saint Charles

Trolley on Saint Charles

$$$666insurance time now

BANG they yelled hard and flipped around both bumpers hangging to the ground to me the gray van seemed to be the one to start the wreck was a good wreck everyone was ok then the Lady called her phone was on in the rain she stood and never stopped all day long they came to a halt the trolley could not proceed past the gray van was stalled upon the tracks of the Saint Charles Trolley was halted for a long while on Sunday the sharp attack of the click clack of the trolley was silent three cab cars backed up on the track the police were noticeably absent the tow truck no where yet in sight the gray van was still on the tracks at least two hours later we saw the Umbrella of the cell phone lady she was still waiting for a chance to prove her point the other person was a man his back tyre was bent and his gray van was still blocking the track the click clack of three trolleys was still and still quiet no relief was in sight SUnday was ground to a halt

Trolley on Saint Charles

NO HOmeless Rights APril 13 2013

NO HOmeless Rights APril 13 2013

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Saturday, April 13, 2013 at 12:27pm

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both mhy new freinds showed up here off the street thay at least are safe

NO HOmeless Rights APril 13 2013

NO

NO stands for New Orleans NO good news here at all

NO Homeless allowed in festival area

NO winoes allowed in the Ferry Landing

no tokers no smokers no skateboard riders

no one should be allowed except Ferry Riders

but there is exceptions

one old homeless man still sits and looks upon his intergnet

the wifi signal is strong

in the mall entrance area they decided to leave me alone

after all is said and done

a wise decision of the administration for it is still a PUBLIC area

however the jazz festival was going strong next door

and my homeless friend was refused entrance to the services

they would not let this man near the Portoletts

need you to understand he was Born in New Orleans

His parents house still stands this man was once my friend

His MOther yet lives

yet he was treated so bad

he took this out on me

as iff it is my fault just for being here

down home in New Orleans

when eye asked what my homeless friend would do iff he was robbed at gunpoint he has just told me he would take the bullit ???

eye do not believe him

and this has upset my poor feelings

when eye was faced down with a shotgun on the streets in FLorida they thieves received every dime and nickel all my money my Identification and iff they had told me to strip off naked they would have received a very nice pair of jeans.

Got money ??? keep it hidden on the street.

Why tempt fate or thieves to use you as bait.

NO  HOmeless  Rights  APril 13 2013