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april 5th 6th and 7th poems
Saturday April 4

follow your dreams

follow your dreams
they may some day
come true

they did for me
I dream of meeting
the love of my life
who became my wife

for eight years
she haunted my dreams
then one day
she walked off a bus

out of my dreams
and into my life
becoming my wife

based on true story see my blog entry the world according to cosmos (https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com) for details or see "dreams and the Unexplainable" published in 2016 by the Chicken Soup for the Soul publishers

Coffee’s intoxicating smell wakes me up

coffee’s intoxicating smell wakes me up
filling me with hope and joy
as a I drink deeply
filling my self with smell
the scent of sweat as heaven
darkly hinting of hell as well
filling my every fiber of my being
with its intense smell and flavor
driving me mad with anticipation
as I smell the fragrance brewing
in my coffee pot
waiting waiting waiting
for it to be ready
for me to consume my daily drug

poetry super highway prompt day 3 

Line 1 one word (the Title)
Line 2 two words that describing the title
Line 3 three words that tell the action
Line 4 four words that express the feeling
Line 5 one word recalls the title

Dreams cinquain

come true
if you believe
love comes at night

all poetry contest

alien abduction

when I was in high school
I accidentally drank a drink
that had been laced with lsd

I went on my first and only acid trip
one of the most profound and terrifying events
of my life
and it haunts me to this day

in this trip
at one point
I found myself
in a space ship
surrounded by aliens

who were conducting experiments
on me
they flew me to NYC
where I went to a bar

filled with aliens drinking
and they came after me
and I found myself
back on the ship

they said
time to us to leave him
to develop his own language
and I woke up in my bed

did it really happen
to this day
I do not know

but do I believe in aliens
and alien abductions
yes I believe
for it may have happened
to me

all poetry contest

To Dream the Impossible Dream - Ghazal

to dream the impossible dream
every night I must dream

and during the night dream
I will see her in my dream

yes I met my love in my dream
she came to me in my dream

for eight long years came in my dream
haunting my nighttime dreams

one day she walked out of my dreams
coming to life out of my dreams

and she became my wife in my dreams
and soon became as real as the dream

and she walked out of the dream
I knew her name Angela Lee in my dream
all poetry ghazal poem

quarantine blues

Quarantine such an ugly word
Unlike any other
All at home

Regardless of desires
No where to go
That is the worst part of it

In fact enforced staying at home
Not too bad
Especially I have you by my side

Blues come over me
Looking out the window
Unable to go out

Everyone everybody afraid
Sums up my fearful fears
poetry soup contest

Sunday April 5

I Wish for Peace During this time of crisis

I wish for peace and happiness
during this time of despair
pandemic fears all around us
death stalking us daily

I wish for health
amid the carnage
all around me

I wish for leadership
from our President
from our governors
and our congress

and most importantly
I wish that I will survive
with my love at my side
experiencing love
in the time of corona

Poem Writer Digest prompt 

Life as an evil Mastermind criminal

I am living the life
I am Slick Mc Dick
the one and only
the master criminal

I live in Oakland
and I run drugs, prostitutes
guns and illegal software

I am part Irish, German, Black, Asian and Cherokee
I am a real bad ass
I am stone cold killer
and a wild man in bed

and I am the King Pin
the meanest MF in the world
and everyone is afraid of me

the politicians need me
they get free hookers
free booze and free blow
in all my clubs

and I have secrets
secrets to sell
to the media
to the spy agencies

they all protect me
as I am the ultimate source
of the dirt
that everyone wants to hide

yes I am Slick Mc Dick
the king of them all
and no one can take me down

Born bad to the bone heartbreaker

the song bad to the bone
fills my ears
like a mad anthem
of my life

I am a heartbreaker
broke a thousand hearts
before I am through
I will break a thousand more

but only one woman
has ever had the power
to break my heart

and to her
I dedicate my life
and promise not
to break her heart

poetry superhighway prompt

Bad to the Bone
George Thorogood & The Destroyers
Now, on the day I was born
The nurses all gathered 'round
And they gazed in wide wonder
At the joy they had found
The head nurse spoke up
Said "leave this one alone"
She could tell right away
That I was bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
I broke a thousand hearts
Before I met you
I'll break a thousand more, baby
Before I am through
I wanna be yours, pretty baby
Yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey
That I'm bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
I make a rich woman beg, yeah
And I'll make a good woman steal
I'll make an old woman blush
And make a young girl squeal
I wanna be yours, pretty baby
Yours and yours alone


old man in the mirror must die all poetry old age contest not posted

Old Man in the Mirror Must Die

One early winter morning
A man went to the mirror
To do his morning shave
Just another shave
Like a thousand, million shaves before

As he looked into the mirror
He did not see his face
Instead he saw a stranger
Staring out at him

An old, beat up old man
With intense sad eyes
Stared out at him

The man looked hard
At the man who had taken
Over his mirror

And wondered who he was
And how and why
He had taken over his mirror

The man was perturbed, disturbed
And a bit angry at the turn of events
All he wanted to do
Was shave in peace and quiet

The man continued to stare
At the face in the mirror
And finally could not stand it anymore

He looked at the mirror
And said,
Man in the mirror
Who or what are you
And what do you want
And why have you taken over
My god damned mirror
So early in the morn

The old man
Merely laughed and resumed staring
At the man
The man getting more and more angry
Demanded an answer
From the fiend in the mirror

Who are you, you mocking fiend
And what do you want from me
The man screamed

The old man in the mirror
Looked at him and said
Don't you know who I am
I am you and you are me

The man looked at the old man
And said no, no, no
I am not you, never will be you
I am not an old, washed up old man
I am me – full of life, youth and vitality

And yet the man knew the truth
Did not want to admit the truth
Could not handle the truth
The old man in the mirror
Was what he had become

The man was very angry
And screamed
At the old man in the mirror

The man said you may look like me
You may sound like me
You may even smell like me

But I am not you
Never have been
Never will be
Not going to happen
Not in a million years

The man yelled at the old man
Old man, mocking fiend from hell
Go to hell old man
And never darken my mirror again

And the man stormed out of the house
And wandered about here and there
Finally late at night
He wandered into a bar
And began drinking the night away

The man went up to some pretty young things
And tried to pick them up
They laughed at him
Called him a dirty old man
And told him to go home

The man went home
To bed alone
And drank some more beer
And dreamt of all of his past loves
And failed dreams

Of what he had done
And failed to do
And wondered whether his time
Had come

The next morning
He walked into the bathroom
Determined to confront the old man
Tell truth to power

He said, listen up, old man
You may have won the war
But not the battle
I am not you
And never will be you

And screaming like an escaped banshee
Newly freed from the mental institution
The man shot the old man in the mirror
Shot him over and over
Screaming die mocking fiend from hell

The man woke in the hospital
An old black doctor came over
Said sadly
This white boy ain't right in the head

The man laughed insanely
And saw down the hall
The old man in the mirror
Smiling and beckoning to him
Walking out the window
And into the dawning sun

The man got up and walked
And joined the old man in the mirror
And smiled as he died

Ten million stories in the Naked City

there are a million stories
every day in the naked city

millions of people
stripped naked
to the bone

staring down the dead
the dead staring back
in this time
of pandemic

the dead stare out at us
mocking us
as they leave the earth
naked as when they arrived

all poetry contest to write a Naked Poem

call of Cthulu HP Lovecraft contest

call of Cthulu
the ancient Gods
are stirring
their time is near

Cthulu the king of the gods
awakens in his lair
for thousands of years
he has slept

waiting for this day
the day of the dead
when the dead
come to life

and devour the living
turning all into zombies
zombies for his army

and he wakes the demons
the ancient horrors
from their slumbers

and they swam to shore
coming to the earth
devouring all
in their path

Cthulu would have his revenge
none will escape their fate
that dismal date

Having a dog saved my life

when I was a young lad
a dog bit me
and I became terrified of dogs
and to some sense still am

but then many years ago
I had a dog
a husky dog
raised as a puppy

the dog though was half wolf
hated people watching him eat
I gave the dog to my sister
as she seemed to be able
to tame his savage heart

later my wife
had a beagle
and he saved my life
when I was recovering
from a broken heal

Jason was my constant companion
during those dark days
when I was afraid
that I would die
from the staph infection

the dog was smart
and seemed to understand me
as I talked to him all day long

and afterwards I no longer
was afraid of dogs
as they were now
my friends

all poetry contest - to write a poem about overcoming fears

Monday April 6

The Mist from Hell Descends on the land

the mist settles down on the land
the mist is from hell
the mist covers us all
the scent of death

the grim reaper
rides behind the miss
infecting those around him

the mark of death
as the mist covers the land
the end of the world
comes with the mist from hell

Conversation with the Gods About Corona Virus

Rev. Jake ’s on-line sermon on the Corona Virus

I am reverend Jake and I have a message from God
Last night I had a vision from God
it was his message to the world
about this pandemic we are facing

I found myself in a large room
Jehovah, God, was sitting in the middle
surrounded by the other Gods
they were all there

Jesus on his right
Allah on his left
Buddha behind him
Ganesh, Shiva, Kali
Mohammed, Joseph Smith and other prophets
Gabriel and other angels abound
St Peter in front of his as his Chief of Staff
Zeus, Jupiter, Minerva and ancient
other gods all around him

God spoke up
He said
I have a message for you
to give to your people
all of your people

no matter what religion
or no religion at all
it is all one after all

first the corona virus
is a natural phenomenon
we have no control
over forces of nature

and we did not send
it to you
to punish you
for homosexuality
or anything else at all

Second obey the health directives
stay at home
do your services on line
it is okay with us
we are fine with that

the blood of Jesus
will not save you
If you are in a crowded place
like church or a mosque service
the virus will spread
and catch you in the end

Prayers alone will not save you
but please keep praying
we do listen to your prayers
but we can only do so much

So please don’t allow the virus
to spread
because of your ignorance
and fear

realize that in the end
the virus will do its thing
and you will survive

and we
all the gods here
love you humans

and wish you well
so stay at home
practice self-distancing

It is God’s will
all will survive

The Moment that changed my Life sonnet format

the moment that changed my life
occurred in late August 1982
when the woman of my dreams
came out of my dreams
walking off a bus
and into my life
a few months later became my wife
first dreamt of her in 1979
back in my high school day
and I knew that some day
I would meet the woman
in my dreams
and I did and that changed my fate
when I met her that date

we must walk on an honest path in these dangerous times
we must walk the path of honesty in these dark dangerous times

In these dark dangerous days
we must walk on the path
of honesty and truth
if we don’t
we won’t have a remote chance
of living through these end days
based on pensvity 101 prompt using the words path, honesty and remote © 3 hours ago, john Cosmos Aller

are evil creatures
from outer space

who can understand
their alien thoughts
where they came from
and why are they here

are they part of an advanced team
will the cats some day
take over the world
and turn us into their slaves

I have no answer
but when I see the cats
staring at me

I am afraid
very afraid
of the cats

God's Confession
Submitted 4-6-2015
I was sitting along
In a god forsaken bar
Somewhere on the lunatic fringes
Of society

On the bad part of town
Over by railroad tracks
Heading to hell
As fast as I could drink it down

Enjoying my lonely drink
Drinking by my lonesome self
With my partners
Jimmy Dean, and the Walker brother
And his old Granddad
Just drinking and hanging
With the Jack Daniel's gang

A crazed bum
With a thousand year stare
Walks up to me

He begins
Muttering to himself
Nutty nonsense
Crazy words
In a lunatic's voice

He had the look
Of one possessed
By his own demons
That only he can see
Or hear
Possessed by a secret knowledge
Only he knew

Despite myself
I was fascinated
By this lunatic's tale

So I stopped him
And said
So what's your game

The short little dude
Stopped his insane prattle
Starting at me
With that thousand year old stare

Just another washed up
Too many drugs
Too many bad nights
On the wrong side of life

He looked at me
And proclaimed his story

He reared up
And filled up the room
And lifted the bar
On his finger
And stared down at me
From the sky

And said
Since you asked
I am God
The alpha and Omega
The real deal
The original dude of dudes
The sultan of Swing
God of hosts
And father of that Jesus dude

But no one knows me
Any more
No one cares
They think I am irrelevant
They think I am dead
They think I am a fairy tale
From some olden, ancient time

Some say I am dead
Others think I should be dead
That my work is done

I looked at him
Carefully now
And what did I see
An old man
With that lunatic look
But there was something else

He was crazy
Sure yes
But perhaps he was the real deal

I mean why not
Why would not God be
A lunatic wandering around loose
Talking to low lives like me
In a bar
On the way to hell

So I looked at him
And invited him to share
His tale of woe

God tells me
Well, it's like this

Many a year ago
People believed in me
But one day
They quit believing in me
And they went on without me

As they left me
My powers got weaker and weaker
And so eventually I became
What you see today

A broken down drunk
Hanging out
Looking for a hand out
Looking for some company
Or at least a free dinner

And he laughed and laughed
And I looked at him
And saw the beginnings of the end
And the ends of the beginnings

I saw a million planets
Flash by
A billion people
A trillion sentient beings
Thinking all at once
Thoughts filled my head
Lights flashed
And I knew
He was telling the truth
But it did not matter
In this day and age
Of materialism

God has no role
God is truly dead
And so I bought him a drink
And walked out of the bar
Profoundly sadden by what I had seen

God was dead
And we had all conspired
To kill him

Long live God
what happens when you meet God in a bar © 5 years ago, john Cosmos Aller spiritual • misc3

Drinking My Way to the Highway to Hell

it seems to me
in these dark days
that we are on the path
to hell

as the virus chases all
Satan is smiling
at the spreading chaos

the dogs of war
are unleashed
spreading panic
as more people die

and as the gate of hell
open in front of us
we are all rushing down
the path to hell

and so I sit
in a bar
twenty drinks too sober
drinking my way to hell

Capitol Hill in the Spring *
*Published Writer’s Newsletter June 2017

Sitting on a bench
In Lincoln Park

Heart of Capitol Hill
Beating heart of the Empire
On a warm Spring Day

Watching the Cherry trees
Watching Me

Wondering what thoughts
They must have heard
The things they have seen
Over the years

But they are quiet
They do not say a word
As I fall into my spring time dreams
Sitting on that bench

Seeing the children and dogs play
Looking at Spring flowers
And pretty women
As they stroll by
Hearing the sounds of the city
As I dream of my past life
Memories of places and people

I said to myself
What a wonderful life

Under the canopy of the pine trees we lay - from the poem 'Under the canopy of pine trees

under the canopy of the pine trees we lay
along the world peace forest
in Korea

walking the forest
in the spring time
fearing the corona virus
and everyone around us

watch the snowing cherry trees
and the wind whispering
the voices of ghosts
those newly dead

and we lay down
under the canopy of the pine trees
waiting for our turn
to face the grim reaper

in this dismal day
in April
truly the cruelest month
of them all

poetry soup contest

Tuesday April 7

Smartest Man in the World
our dear leader
claims he is the smartest
man in the world
a stable genius
has good words
knows more than generals
knows more than doctors
should have been a doctor
only he can fix
what ails the world
for he is the greatest
genius in the world
like his friend the dear leader of North Korea
but in fact he is among the most stupid men
to ever serve as our President
trump is the poster child for the Dunning-Kruger Effect effect don't you think? © 8 hours ago, john Cosmos Aller

great leader Tiger Jade Poem
Our leader
great leader
Claims he is the smartest man in the whole universe
surely he is the most searched man in the googleverse
perhaps though he is proof of man’s evolution
Darwinian selection working devolution
stupid is
stupid does

weasels words are the mental traps we set for ourselves

we are surrounded by weasel words
mental traps we set for ourselves
to shut down all rational discussion
in truly Orwellian fashion

these words are legend
everyone uses them
no one thinks about them
what they really mean

I had no choice
of course, one always has a choice

Failure is not an option
nothing but macho BS
of course failure is always an option
that one must be prepared to face

and my favorite
zero tolerance
which converts

all violations of the Rules
into class A murder like felonies

and common sense and discretion
thrown out the window
under the proverbial bus

where the full SWAT
Imperial storm troopers
Robot cops are deployed
to arrest a teenage girl

her crime giving a classmate
a Tylenol which is a legal drug

but under zero tolerance
that is the same as selling heroin
and she will be charged

with a class A drug offense
following her around
for her life

for having dared
to break the stupid rule

yes weasel words
are everywhere

our mental traps
designed to keep us
from thinking
and acting

so throw off your mental traps
break free from the weasel words
and perhaps we can be free
of these mental traps

writers digest prompt- to write a trap poem

the day I met the love of my life was a fine late August day

the day I met the love of my life
who became my wife
was a late August day
in South Korea

as Koreans put it
the sky is high
my horses are fat
and the king is far away

하늘이 높다
말은 뚱뚱하다
왕은 멀리있다
haneul-i nopda
mal-eun ttungttunghada
wang-eun meolliissda

in late August early September
the weather turns in Korea
the humid sauna like temperatures
begin to abate

cool breezes cool the air
the sky is high
crystal clear
just a few clouds

the temperatures moderate
high in the 80’s low in the 60’s
just wonderful weather

the promise of nice fall weather
in the air
the killing heat of the summer
abates and dies down

and on such a lovely date
I met my fate
she walked out of my dreams
and into my life

and became my wife
during the brilliant
Autumn of Korea
before the winter
settled down on the land

To this day
when the autumn comes
I recall the halcyon date
when I met my fate

poetry super highway daily April Prompt to write a weather report poem

to those I have lost

with the corona virus upon us
I am bracing to hear the news
that so and so has died

I reflect back
on all the people in my life
that I have already lost

part of being older
is that you lose people
close to you along the way

I lost my father due to cancer in 1985
and my sister due to a freak illness in 2007
and my mother due to Alzheimer's in 2005

and my father-in-law as well in 2007
Demel Tucker
high school debate teammate
dead of HIV in 1995

Julian Bartley and his son
one of my favorite bosses
died in a terrorist bombing
in Nairobi in 1998

Jon Weber college roommate
dead due to prostate cancer
in 2000

Paul Simon friend from the visa line
dropped dead of a heart attack
in 2004

Ted Halstead
one of my best bosses
died of heart attack
in 2007

Chris Richard one of my former bosses
dropped dead of a heart attack
shortly before we were due
to have lunch in 2014

and so many others
I have lost
along the way

and soon there will be
so many more
as I get old
in the corona era

writer. com daily dew drop prompt to write an elegy poem

The Giant Nazi Spider Speaks

General Zero
the commander of the Khan imperial forces
took over the earth

He was a eight foot giant spider
accompanied by two legged rats
and two legged cats
in 24 hours they were in charge
he spoke to the world

People of earth greetings
I am commander Zero
and I have taken over your planet
making it part of the Galactic Empire

we did it because it is our destiny
to take over the universe
one planet by one planet
and everyone becomes
part of the great galactic empire

there are only a few rules
for you to remember
starting today you will learn Galactic standard
within one year all other languages will be banned

starting today all religions are banned
for in the Galactic empire
we have no room for some nonsense

everyone must work
if you are disabled or elderly
your family must take care of you

if you have no one to take care of you
you will be terminated as an “useless eater”

failure to follow the rules or laws
or lawful orders

will result in your immediate execution

that is all for today
Long live the Empire

writers. com daily dew drop contest challenge to write a poem incorporating a plot from a novel or story and I chose to base it on the opening scene of my novel, “Giant Nazi Spiders”

Life is A Dream of Chocolate Covered Trees

life is a dream of chocolate covered trees
makes me so hungry to eat the trees
dark brown chocolate covered trees
as I eat them I hear the crunch of the leaves
and smell the dark chocolate smells
feeling the leaves in my mouth
as I touch the chocolate covered trees
filled with the sound of chocolate
enjoying the chocolate
with my wife Angela Lee
she turns to me and says
Jake Cosmos Aller

based on national poetry month April 6th prompt

We live in an Orwellian world

we are living
in an Orwellian 1984 world
and have been for decades

we are assaulted daily
by alternative realties
promoted by various politicians

designed to shut down
all rational thought
true Orwellian thought control

and now with the corona virus
massive surveillance
has become the norm

and when the crisis is over
the surveillance will continue
on one excuse after another

forever as Orwell’s nightmare
big brother ruling us all
comes true

based on the fear that the massive increase in social surveillance being deployed against the Corona virus will after the crisis is over continue forever under one excuse or another as the Orwellian big brother dictatorships around the world become permanent

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