(An erotic rendition)
Position of grand he exclaimed loud proud he won fair square the wind high as a sail as he
Casting eyes of conceit upon himself he doth not wonder why they envy himself so would he
Looking at beautiful ladies of fair and some not so fair he smiled longer at these more more more
Watching blushes bud on cheekbones he tugged in his waistcoat and looked more admiringly at one plain flower in particular with eyes of hawkish look
Catching a hand of tremble in hand of large he kissed her palm with lingering kiss and swirl of tongue
Surprise shock filled face of bloom heat causing trembles of unknown to flower between legs of liquid
Head lowered in acquiesce she allowed a hungry hand to wander feel breasts of swollen need as he led to place of seclude
Coming to a house of lewd he lead her upstairs with eyes covered and hand squeezing derriére and had her open eyes of soft innocent wide
Looking at gaudy veils of scarlet red around circular bed he watched her eyes widen wide at images of copulation
Grinning with wolfish delight he came close behind her and begin to kiss and suckle her delicate skin behind ear
Looking at her with eyes of hood he watched her pulse increase with speed as he fondled breast of heavy response
Pushing aside item by item he kissed each inch of revealed skin until nipples of nectar stood straight and withdrew her shoulders shy
Laughing deep within he grasped her firm sucking hard soft until she begun to moan deep within her throat
Ripping aside her pantalets he plunged fingers of harsh hungry quest within listening to her moan of pain
Growling as if possessed he pushed three within holding her firm as she gently struggled to get away
Kissing away tears and fear he grasped hips with firm strong hands and impaled her on hard rod of starving hunger
Grinning he rode her on his shaft thrusting hard and heavy within channel of small opening her until she flowered puckered ripe
Her fear became distant as sounds of roar echoed through her ears becoming louder louder louder until she begin to scream scream clutching him closer closer as pleasure pain intermingled and became siren song
Twisting her this way and that he turned her back to him and lifted her with firm hands on hard rod of steel with her feet clenched on his thighs
Finally after eons became minutes of none to tell the play was done and entwined in arms of hard she slept and so did he
By Felicia McCaw
Tuesday, June 3, 2014
Saturday, May 31, 2014
Status of Affairs in Felicia's life and this Country from the Spun Off Drift
Dear President Obama and Governor Snyder and Honorable Senators and Governors of all States in this Country of America:
Please forgive me for being a concerned citizen in this country who is still investigating herself this status of affairs that she finds herself in with no assistance by herself.
Anyway, a concern of mine is the overly aggressive nature of all foreigners who come from countries riddled with violence and death and see this behavior as a everyday norm. Unfortunately, they come equipped with bias, prejudice and hate for all Americans especially Black Americans and now I see it slowly alternating and changing and insidiously moving toward White Americans.
It is my duty to report this because White America is the only people who gave me a chance besides a few Black Americans...these are the only people who cared whether I lived or died. Forgive me, but I will report what I find out and see with my own eyes the sheer manipulation and deliberate tampering and goal is to defeat White America and take over. I know that I will not get a chance to live and nor will any of my family or friends that I am trying to keep safe from these paid savages. Now as I see it now it is coming down to Americans vs foreigners for survival and with even more blatant and open savagery aimed at Black Americans and the destruction of our young innocent women who are still chaste and too young to be sexually active. I have never seen so much hate that it rivals the heat waves in the air. When conflicts arise where the hidden culprit is a foreigner then we all have to watch out. Remove and kill and subjugate Black Americans to treatment that is detrimental in extremes to their ability to live, work, study and you have what...destroyed all of Black America who is one of the dominant factors in all manners of protection in this country as a second layer of defeat for all incoming threats...we cannot live without some form of respect, dignity, integrity and honor for I am black and this is the blood in my soul and flesh.
I have been the victim of intentional, premeditated crime and violation of my rights by being savagely sexually harassed with violence done to my person so I cannot find out along with others who did the crime. They claim they were paid and guess who has money to throw away wantonly with no regard is foreigners who pay no taxes at all and live better than any true American.
Who forged and built this country anyway? White Caucasians and Black Americans but who is profiting not our a. I would like this brought to all attention on this planet...I am really disappointed that I am hated...I did nothing to earn this animosity that I am receiving ... I just studied...all of this resentment and hate stems from foreigners who came here hating black people. A case of suspiciousness lies at Delta College of a young black male cut down in his life and who was too smart for his own good like me...I do not wish to follow his exit from this earth...so what a scholarship has been established and granted in his name all of his contributing potential has been cut to nothing...this school (Delta College)
is where people started attacking me. I am not willing to die because I put a lot of time in my school work. This is very scary if someone is resented and hated for having knowledge. What does it matter? I promised that I would put all my work on the internet to help the young people focus so that they can get through these classes.
I would like a report to reflect how free of encumbrance they are and how little worries they have and that they have no right to hound, sexually harass, physically intimidate and harass anyone in this country. A report is wanted to reflect their lack of contribution to this country and they need to be made to do so...why should they come here and get rich and take all of our assets, wonders and gifts from this still great country called United States of America. Further, because of this country's depressed state this method of dealing with them must end. They (foreigners) should begin to pay taxes, personal, real, income taxes, sales taxes if running a business and on real estate and come up with some monies to pay for school...we are denying our own countrymen and women and educating those who will never help this country once they have squeezed all the can from this nation. The majority leave after getting too much of our cache that is set up for American students for educating our citizens and foreigners give nothing back.
Propose reenactment of bill be revoked that deals with foreigners that take residency here while going to school and adjust where they do not soak up all the money for our own citizens to go to school and upgrade their trade skills. I suggest monies from the foreigner sector be cut down and moved over to educate self (who is all in need of education who are AMERICAN CITIZENS OF ALL SHADES). There is lots of racial tension between the cultures and resentment from Americans who are struggling hard to stay afloat whereas foreigners get to drive fancy cars, live in the best homes and live off the fat of the land and talk shit to everybody and about everybody.
Report of income that they generate during their entirety while in the United States and request that a subsidy of all be paid before leaving this country that they earned while using our assets and country to get rich. They should not be allowed to reap the harvest and contribute nothing but try to keep this country less than solvent and on the brink of destruction. I am still upset because a foreigner attacked me verbally and forced me off campus because they hate niggers and don't want them on any campus. I have been the victim of all kinds of verbal abuse at Saginaw Valley State University and only left because it affected me negatively and I was intimidated because they begin to lie and I can't fight all these people...no way. They destroyed my life with filth and lies they said about me. I would like to be respected and some restitution for this treatment and hope by doing this other black students will be safe as well. Everybody knows who I am...Honorable Senators, President of United States and all Honorable Governors and this behavior towards me is being emulated and causing young people to kill themselves. Another concern of mine is the attack of men (various races) towards a black man to rape him and destroy him...I hate this above anything in the world and want them punished for this foul shit. He cannot be a man anymore...he is nothing but something suppressed, oppressed and a sex slave with no care or respect for himself or initiative to do anything and will eventually kill himself.
I STILL CARE BUT I AM UPSET AND ANGRY for they are using this filth they put out on me to steal my possessions, kill my children and continue to hurt me and the father of the children.
By Felicia McCaw
CARING, INTIMIDATED BUT STIL TRYING TO HELP!
Please forgive me for being a concerned citizen in this country who is still investigating herself this status of affairs that she finds herself in with no assistance by herself.
Anyway, a concern of mine is the overly aggressive nature of all foreigners who come from countries riddled with violence and death and see this behavior as a everyday norm. Unfortunately, they come equipped with bias, prejudice and hate for all Americans especially Black Americans and now I see it slowly alternating and changing and insidiously moving toward White Americans.
It is my duty to report this because White America is the only people who gave me a chance besides a few Black Americans...these are the only people who cared whether I lived or died. Forgive me, but I will report what I find out and see with my own eyes the sheer manipulation and deliberate tampering and goal is to defeat White America and take over. I know that I will not get a chance to live and nor will any of my family or friends that I am trying to keep safe from these paid savages. Now as I see it now it is coming down to Americans vs foreigners for survival and with even more blatant and open savagery aimed at Black Americans and the destruction of our young innocent women who are still chaste and too young to be sexually active. I have never seen so much hate that it rivals the heat waves in the air. When conflicts arise where the hidden culprit is a foreigner then we all have to watch out. Remove and kill and subjugate Black Americans to treatment that is detrimental in extremes to their ability to live, work, study and you have what...destroyed all of Black America who is one of the dominant factors in all manners of protection in this country as a second layer of defeat for all incoming threats...we cannot live without some form of respect, dignity, integrity and honor for I am black and this is the blood in my soul and flesh.
I have been the victim of intentional, premeditated crime and violation of my rights by being savagely sexually harassed with violence done to my person so I cannot find out along with others who did the crime. They claim they were paid and guess who has money to throw away wantonly with no regard is foreigners who pay no taxes at all and live better than any true American.
Who forged and built this country anyway? White Caucasians and Black Americans but who is profiting not our a. I would like this brought to all attention on this planet...I am really disappointed that I am hated...I did nothing to earn this animosity that I am receiving ... I just studied...all of this resentment and hate stems from foreigners who came here hating black people. A case of suspiciousness lies at Delta College of a young black male cut down in his life and who was too smart for his own good like me...I do not wish to follow his exit from this earth...so what a scholarship has been established and granted in his name all of his contributing potential has been cut to nothing...this school (Delta College)
is where people started attacking me. I am not willing to die because I put a lot of time in my school work. This is very scary if someone is resented and hated for having knowledge. What does it matter? I promised that I would put all my work on the internet to help the young people focus so that they can get through these classes.
I would like a report to reflect how free of encumbrance they are and how little worries they have and that they have no right to hound, sexually harass, physically intimidate and harass anyone in this country. A report is wanted to reflect their lack of contribution to this country and they need to be made to do so...why should they come here and get rich and take all of our assets, wonders and gifts from this still great country called United States of America. Further, because of this country's depressed state this method of dealing with them must end. They (foreigners) should begin to pay taxes, personal, real, income taxes, sales taxes if running a business and on real estate and come up with some monies to pay for school...we are denying our own countrymen and women and educating those who will never help this country once they have squeezed all the can from this nation. The majority leave after getting too much of our cache that is set up for American students for educating our citizens and foreigners give nothing back.
Propose reenactment of bill be revoked that deals with foreigners that take residency here while going to school and adjust where they do not soak up all the money for our own citizens to go to school and upgrade their trade skills. I suggest monies from the foreigner sector be cut down and moved over to educate self (who is all in need of education who are AMERICAN CITIZENS OF ALL SHADES). There is lots of racial tension between the cultures and resentment from Americans who are struggling hard to stay afloat whereas foreigners get to drive fancy cars, live in the best homes and live off the fat of the land and talk shit to everybody and about everybody.
Report of income that they generate during their entirety while in the United States and request that a subsidy of all be paid before leaving this country that they earned while using our assets and country to get rich. They should not be allowed to reap the harvest and contribute nothing but try to keep this country less than solvent and on the brink of destruction. I am still upset because a foreigner attacked me verbally and forced me off campus because they hate niggers and don't want them on any campus. I have been the victim of all kinds of verbal abuse at Saginaw Valley State University and only left because it affected me negatively and I was intimidated because they begin to lie and I can't fight all these people...no way. They destroyed my life with filth and lies they said about me. I would like to be respected and some restitution for this treatment and hope by doing this other black students will be safe as well. Everybody knows who I am...Honorable Senators, President of United States and all Honorable Governors and this behavior towards me is being emulated and causing young people to kill themselves. Another concern of mine is the attack of men (various races) towards a black man to rape him and destroy him...I hate this above anything in the world and want them punished for this foul shit. He cannot be a man anymore...he is nothing but something suppressed, oppressed and a sex slave with no care or respect for himself or initiative to do anything and will eventually kill himself.
I STILL CARE BUT I AM UPSET AND ANGRY for they are using this filth they put out on me to steal my possessions, kill my children and continue to hurt me and the father of the children.
By Felicia McCaw
CARING, INTIMIDATED BUT STIL TRYING TO HELP!
Saturday, May 24, 2014
A Tragic Turn of Events that Twist the Screw
Can a person live again. I am through for the lives are plenty and the leaders are indeed are astute for grace is not me as I see it the great behovah is lost as well as its mercy, dignity, honesty and love of another.
Cursed is all that curse me and all that killed my children and my soul will dies as well so sath the lord who is good and merciful. Protect it not will I for care for me is not as a person of color, African or whatever there is nothing to save for this country is angry at all who exceed what their supposed value is to be in this land. They have turned a nation against a nation and have cut my soul from me so I cannot be who I was for a woman’s mean whim to be perfect and the desire for all me. I am nothing. I am nothing. I am nothing. I am nothing.
Too bad the mockingbird song ends soon for they help me not but assist the murdering hand that follow step step step step step. They taunt then deny then deny whatever I was…I am nothing now isn’t that special for school I exceed too much and the complaint they can’t keep up. They have lowered themselves so far that exacerbating and removal of wind is what they have done. They know they know they have the advantage of many against the one and how they crow and how they crow over over and over we have won we have we have won and know there is a smell that nauseates the soul of me that I cannot stomach the indictment of mind in torment to follow the fair aroma that teases and drives me mad in motion after motion it leaves me with no thought that true death is dearest to me of all if my love is kept for me…I will love none but die each day for they have slayed me these evil creatures that call themselves same as me.
Dead am I … dead am I … pursued, tracked, stalked by one and all who finds amusement to descend someone of good nature to levels of total torment who could not compete mentally but resorted to butchery then proclaim to world I have indeed conquered my greatest foe. Physical assault after assault this person is dead unless someone cares if no one cares then we all die one after another from this person of little thought or care but for himself who is nothing but a pretender of corruption that pollutes the young and youth to kill the future through and through and ensure no tomorrow. Indeed I am dead for I am mindless to think that some as they could possibly be humane or human enough to come and converse with someone like me of too elevated thought. I am indeed a fool and the jest is on me for there is none like me … is there…is there anyone like me who still loves the Lord and his people but feels that tomorrow is the end for the very foulest of this act is unpardonable in any deity’s eye and will.
Once a person of respect and now nothing for the people of lust and money have killed me…a fool to dream good things for others and now I am nothing but a façade of mockery for them to he haw he haw he haw while their thought recess farther and farther from reach.
These people of descent have executed my children for a person of no worth a true color of no perception and this is not a life but a mission to see who else this posse hunting band run amuck amuck driven wild by the scent of blood that it will turn vicious swift on any unknowingly unsuspecting living creature. Rejoicing wildly with loudness they exclaim no one for me for they befoul the person with their own errant calling and now they are who they tried to proclaim me as but they have hurt me for the calling and continuance of their place to save self they have but they will not last the night if my demise comes swift and my health continues to fail me. I have no thoughts but to say that whatever a man wishes another will come upon his self in so many spades that even a tree says I hear not, see not, care not for I cannot be you and never wish to be so.
By
Felicia McCaw
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Butterfly’s Ball
Inspired by The Butterfly’s Ball written by William Roscoe located in A Children’s Book of Verse, Illustrated by Eric Kincaid, Poems selected by Marjorie Rogers. (Brimax Books)
Letea looked around at faces of woebegone saying this is my first ball. Why can’t I go?
Father’s face weathered with stress and work looked at mother’s face filled with love and protective concern said with firmness of knowledge hard worn said “no”.
Tears of huge moons filled eyes of soft dreamy spacey brown saying why? Why? Why?
Mother repeated with look of contentment knowing Letea would understand and thank her later and told her to go to bed swift.
Small shoulders drooping with disappointment drug feet of sad upstairs of steep to close curtain of world of cruel outside far and wide
Listening to crickets sing songs of masquerade she looked at ceilings of bland and let her imagination fly her to place that none could go
Twinkling stars appeared in eyes of sweetness saw herself in gown of unearthly white of gossamer spidery blue at stairs of heaven’s door
Down below all watched her glide glide down each ivory enameled stair trimmed with laces of etch to her dream of sweet nature sad with look of joy restrained
Hooking arm of misery gone she smiled smiled cascading sunshine that defied time of rainbows of richness of thought of carmel kisses to follow
Watching at the sidelines was Crusoe, Roscoe, Flash, Grenade, Emerald, Makeel, Milla, Quirky, Wizard, Zapper, Diamond, Saphire, Magneta, Flash, Grenade Fire, Jasper, Jordan, Maleel, Majesto, Presna, Sumay, Jade Sudan from afar and near
Smiling, clapping with joy unrestrained yelling we are so happy was Little Zap, Little Jazzy, Renae, Sandy, Butch, Smiley, Snippet, Talsna, Telia, the Inspiration singing, Trinket, with echoes of harmony was The Trio Great, Vetoioa and William flying on wings of back of great fowl watching with awe
Grabbing form of full he whirled her around around around in arms of soft sweet emotion of song humming I love you with each swirl of psychedelic colors raining petals of rose, pink and white on forms of unbelievable beauty of effortless glide
Dance after dance they moved across floor of smooth cascading tears of happy lost immersed in eyes of brown lowered concealed
Finally after dances sequential of eight they took their rest on a swan’s back of pure white honesty that took the lovers on a ride of discreet mystery
Leaning back in arms of strong Letea looked at him with eyes of lowered peeps of question question question as blush after blush rained sweet kisses of heat on cheekbones of fresh dew
Grasping hand of hard she kissed palm to show her love of devotion true never to leave or be given to another suitor of new
Curling in arms of content was Lily of Adventure looking at him with curious adoring looks as she snuggled with purring adulation of being stroked stroked stroked as she began to nap
Greeting them in traveling trains was butterflies of so many that defy the eye to invite to ball of special magic where Harlequins danced danced pranced and began the masquerade of allure, romance and seductive night signaled the start of true adventure to start
Descending with grace of dainty quiet steps she curled her head in chest of hard smiling with content to be among the fairies the glow worm who lighted the sky as azure black rescinded until a petal pink mixed with lightest of purple down that smiled cascaded
Holding mask of white feathers coasted trimmed with green eyes of peacock mystery she and him stepped into dance the minuet ochato one to five percussions five
Keeping pace and step she watched with eyes of sweet love as he threw his head back to laugh with pleased respect as he watched tiny feet caress his as she laughed lovingly keeping step to step
Hearing a Conchone Shell blown on winds of enveloping thunder and purple lighting they returned home on swan of destiny, married and lived happily.
By Felicia McCaw
Letea looked around at faces of woebegone saying this is my first ball. Why can’t I go?
Father’s face weathered with stress and work looked at mother’s face filled with love and protective concern said with firmness of knowledge hard worn said “no”.
Tears of huge moons filled eyes of soft dreamy spacey brown saying why? Why? Why?
Mother repeated with look of contentment knowing Letea would understand and thank her later and told her to go to bed swift.
Small shoulders drooping with disappointment drug feet of sad upstairs of steep to close curtain of world of cruel outside far and wide
Listening to crickets sing songs of masquerade she looked at ceilings of bland and let her imagination fly her to place that none could go
Twinkling stars appeared in eyes of sweetness saw herself in gown of unearthly white of gossamer spidery blue at stairs of heaven’s door
Down below all watched her glide glide down each ivory enameled stair trimmed with laces of etch to her dream of sweet nature sad with look of joy restrained
Hooking arm of misery gone she smiled smiled cascading sunshine that defied time of rainbows of richness of thought of carmel kisses to follow
Watching at the sidelines was Crusoe, Roscoe, Flash, Grenade, Emerald, Makeel, Milla, Quirky, Wizard, Zapper, Diamond, Saphire, Magneta, Flash, Grenade Fire, Jasper, Jordan, Maleel, Majesto, Presna, Sumay, Jade Sudan from afar and near
Smiling, clapping with joy unrestrained yelling we are so happy was Little Zap, Little Jazzy, Renae, Sandy, Butch, Smiley, Snippet, Talsna, Telia, the Inspiration singing, Trinket, with echoes of harmony was The Trio Great, Vetoioa and William flying on wings of back of great fowl watching with awe
Grabbing form of full he whirled her around around around in arms of soft sweet emotion of song humming I love you with each swirl of psychedelic colors raining petals of rose, pink and white on forms of unbelievable beauty of effortless glide
Dance after dance they moved across floor of smooth cascading tears of happy lost immersed in eyes of brown lowered concealed
Finally after dances sequential of eight they took their rest on a swan’s back of pure white honesty that took the lovers on a ride of discreet mystery
Leaning back in arms of strong Letea looked at him with eyes of lowered peeps of question question question as blush after blush rained sweet kisses of heat on cheekbones of fresh dew
Grasping hand of hard she kissed palm to show her love of devotion true never to leave or be given to another suitor of new
Curling in arms of content was Lily of Adventure looking at him with curious adoring looks as she snuggled with purring adulation of being stroked stroked stroked as she began to nap
Greeting them in traveling trains was butterflies of so many that defy the eye to invite to ball of special magic where Harlequins danced danced pranced and began the masquerade of allure, romance and seductive night signaled the start of true adventure to start
Descending with grace of dainty quiet steps she curled her head in chest of hard smiling with content to be among the fairies the glow worm who lighted the sky as azure black rescinded until a petal pink mixed with lightest of purple down that smiled cascaded
Holding mask of white feathers coasted trimmed with green eyes of peacock mystery she and him stepped into dance the minuet ochato one to five percussions five
Keeping pace and step she watched with eyes of sweet love as he threw his head back to laugh with pleased respect as he watched tiny feet caress his as she laughed lovingly keeping step to step
Hearing a Conchone Shell blown on winds of enveloping thunder and purple lighting they returned home on swan of destiny, married and lived happily.
By Felicia McCaw
Bajou the Unique
Eyes of huge black curiosity look within and out.
Standing tall, dark and mixture of his father and mother he shined handsome and slim.
Observant shrewd financial he keeps his own name his self.
Watchful careful he love his parents all to self and siblings true.
Godly and wise he portray all learned taught by father, uncles, brothers, sisters and cousins.
Expectant ready he watched with skeptical analysis of possible deduction as we all portray easily the path led.
Resolute he stand on stance if none convince of evidence clear he withstand with God’s shelter.
Sharp keen he watch watch the interactive play of emotions from face to face with inner smile of amusement same as she.
Cynical yet compassionate he realized the harsh realities of life and relay the judgment fair.
Pragmatic sensible he acknowledged the truth relayed in all as the basis of all of God’s law.
A man of peace, justice, fairness, strictness and level as the woven tapestry of the Lord’s spun word is he.
By Felicia McCaw
Standing tall, dark and mixture of his father and mother he shined handsome and slim.
Observant shrewd financial he keeps his own name his self.
Watchful careful he love his parents all to self and siblings true.
Godly and wise he portray all learned taught by father, uncles, brothers, sisters and cousins.
Expectant ready he watched with skeptical analysis of possible deduction as we all portray easily the path led.
Resolute he stand on stance if none convince of evidence clear he withstand with God’s shelter.
Sharp keen he watch watch the interactive play of emotions from face to face with inner smile of amusement same as she.
Cynical yet compassionate he realized the harsh realities of life and relay the judgment fair.
Pragmatic sensible he acknowledged the truth relayed in all as the basis of all of God’s law.
A man of peace, justice, fairness, strictness and level as the woven tapestry of the Lord’s spun word is he.
By Felicia McCaw
A Child’s Tears
Requested by Paul McCallum reflecting his love and compassion for man and child.
Sobering thoughts fill the mind as look of remembrance bring forth care and love.
Murmuring in the soul look without questioning how can I heal a child’s tears.
Heart to heart I see the pain in the eyes of one so young that my soul reaches out to God in prayer.
Humbling thoughts fill my mind as big eyes of trust look upon me with hero worship of the life I saved.
Gently wiping each flowing emotion filled tear I curved arms of protective warmth around small shoulders of frail.
Love, honor, dignity and offended pride that one so young would be devastatingly hurt in this fashion fly to me in waves of righteous anger.
Sadness fills my soul for I would fight dragons to give the twinkle of innocence back in eyes of knowledge learned of world’s cruelty.
Reaching out and networking with empathy of the world’s troubled state is he the beaten down valor of a champion of a little’s one heart.
Compassion for the child’s hurt and his and her echo echo echo from land to land country to country for we are the ones who love you dear.
Knowing barrier to barrier he find search for a strong caring compassionate man and woman as he and his wife to love, nurture, protect and mentor them as his self and wife would.
Gracious Lord we pray each day for those like them to help always any child that cry please help me please help me for Felicia’s loves you best of all God’s creation as high as her regard for God’s little ones.
By Felicia McCaw
Sobering thoughts fill the mind as look of remembrance bring forth care and love.
Murmuring in the soul look without questioning how can I heal a child’s tears.
Heart to heart I see the pain in the eyes of one so young that my soul reaches out to God in prayer.
Humbling thoughts fill my mind as big eyes of trust look upon me with hero worship of the life I saved.
Gently wiping each flowing emotion filled tear I curved arms of protective warmth around small shoulders of frail.
Love, honor, dignity and offended pride that one so young would be devastatingly hurt in this fashion fly to me in waves of righteous anger.
Sadness fills my soul for I would fight dragons to give the twinkle of innocence back in eyes of knowledge learned of world’s cruelty.
Reaching out and networking with empathy of the world’s troubled state is he the beaten down valor of a champion of a little’s one heart.
Compassion for the child’s hurt and his and her echo echo echo from land to land country to country for we are the ones who love you dear.
Knowing barrier to barrier he find search for a strong caring compassionate man and woman as he and his wife to love, nurture, protect and mentor them as his self and wife would.
Gracious Lord we pray each day for those like them to help always any child that cry please help me please help me for Felicia’s loves you best of all God’s creation as high as her regard for God’s little ones.
By Felicia McCaw
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
A World of Stage is a Podium filled with Fools
A day of perspicuity was indeed the misfortune of all and her alone she travel paths to see plight of many reflecting on the openness and willingness to change channel channel by channel a true call to be venal reflects the shadow concealed in form.
Intrinsic extrinsic she watched with incredulity the stark awareness of illiteracy rampant wide with shame shame and clear recalcitrant to be not the same.
Remembering protocol as a reflection of lack etiquette and sheer mass lack of good will is the deliberate effort to conceal a troubling shadow of covet, malice, hate.
Dissemble dissemble we are yesterday strong as today although vindictive is our nature reflect the way of people not formed is it or not found she.
Questioning questioning she watched sanguine replete in thought of hope for lethargic apathetic feelings of rebellion against peremptory demands with pleas to understand restrictions and fairness prevail.
Temporizing watchful is a play afoot that enthrall the mind, eye of an analytic soul that quest pleads for more more of such devious hidden acts of jesters evoked.
Invoke she the hidden call of such action that continue continue unceasingly to hide opposite of perspicuity.
Being determined to stay the same is requesting venial evermore for the ready sharp tongue that retaliate with sharpness of adder’s thrust of crescendo’s levels that defy naïve in every proscenium that abound in plenary.
Using sedition as a point to stand against all she weather the storm and watched pattern of démarche to march within when factious ripples rip apart peace of racial harmony.
Convoking all view trust none she exclaimed not me not self not none she implored be polemic polemic in fight for right vs wrong.
Inextricably bound with scandal sought naught she expressly irretrievably fought as if truly derelict with complacent smile of surety none better than she at acts of battle with verbal sparring for burn fervidly with righteous fire outrage of reprehensibly done deeds of acts of verbal, physical attacks done against her en route to relaxation.
What was verboten is now a reflection of a people of too common to imagine same as if a maelstrom removed any commancy but indeed attempted a coup de grâce rendezvous with every visit.
Parody parody after parody she unveiled a mocking mocking until surely death linger at door door cause diatribe, bilateral, tri-lateral, multi-lateral, unicameral invoking others to ingratiate with foul obtrusiveness until over ran with defense against lies foil of aphorism denied denied because consensus never achieved due to accurate schism of races all.
Be us all a product of chimera with herculean effort we docile and acknowledge the epitome a look of dour resignation to accept the sophisticated, unsophisticated yodels of country, city, rural, suburban of same stale stale accusations agreed upon by the minds of lead astray be aberrant thoughts of flimflam to have us all kow tow and drink imaginary prosits to our success in our less than circumspect wish for demise for person who is opposite of disingenuous and resents irruption of life and subjected to obloquy but instead of quandary reveal all to imbroglio.
Living in a house not cabana but obtrusive chicanery duplicity is the represented concealed but covenant to conceal the weird oblation and drinks of held libation to not exercise but perform desecration and offend dogmas and objectable heresy to all Christians alike.
Conclaves held constantly throwing her assets across the floor like Jesus’s life they plot plot each time she pray. Believing in the God the true omniscience and Torah the most sacred Books of God she plea plea against the agnostic and atheist be held afar afar without cants or but with plentiful invocations and confirming the rejection of apostasy.
Not a proselyte she exclaim exclaim but a true believer with heart, soul, mind with icons of faith believed and remind of God’s word strength.
Knowing the hierarchy of God the Father, Son, Holy Ghost she practice no homily but respect all manners sacerdotal to retain and enforce the presence love that God professes and fulfills true.
Exhorting God and wishing to honor and acknowledge him as apotheosis of her life, mind, soul she loves the didactic that practice the stern but true love of that God prevails worldwide.
Celibacy as God relayed Jesus as true way of his love became her as well to keep away spurious people of not contrite who bode and stalk with intent of piscatorial and on safari to mulct desires dreams of continued laconic for her moods are mercurial, volatile and words rivers of perennial with climactic criterions that bring forth inexorable obviate the persecution the so-called sins of a replica debonair who existed prior to antediluvian and nebulous in intent deeds function slow and yet not keen.
Trepidation not elegiac because jocund is the way of wit of a many who knows not that the sententious slanted twisted humor prevails and rejects it from self and propels it as if a fractious mule of deranged capricious nature that bemoans the fate of desuetude mind, soul. Physical lack of work is the pitiful of the mass whose slow to choleric is indeed languorous not disconsolate and refuses to repine for to bridle is a fool’s errand is it not that the clueless are a parody again and should be wallowing in the pity of lugubrious of spirit but still so slow that ephemeral theory of the so-called insult is a worthless picayune.
Is it possible this frenetic is berserk and equable in tactics and realizes not the saturnine look and grimace delivered is plethora with inner rage that anomalous behavior of unexpected is indeed their vehicle to being ambulatory but without perspicacity to fight or turn a coup d’état for the very feebleness of attack that drives mindless to exclaim how titillating that slander of the most raffish runs fast loose out mouths of unknown but claim authority and knowledge that I must impeach this stentorian for he and she is adamant and vibrant in this quest of destruction for expressly incontrovertibly they know that a mind of theirs is flawless in its dexterously, meticulous thrust of old stale useless assertions, claims left by a person of not the most ecstatic and delectable soul of pure honest breed.
Human decency has indeed left its atavistic mark on all that does not temporize or extemporize or grant the right to autonomy for we have usurped all rights have we not based on the whims of a profligate who once claimed heritage to what sachem or something of that nature. Instead of convoking spontaneously it instead brought demarcate and afflective oligarchy and attack of plutocracy who’s very sedition is espionage when all debase and descend protocol into the very lowest level and spearheaded by tripartite they juggle juggle the junta and fiat with smug complacently for the win is assured when it is one and not many they promulgate and consider themselves incomparable, irreproachable, perfection, flawless with thoughts of the highest level as noted by their level of attack.
This is not Russia the Ukase has no standing as a right of dictatorship due to this being a democracy but naïve vista has always been the same embedded young and regarded as not a malediction but a pert trait of nature of course attractive if you are a desperado looking for a last meal or an anglophile who is obsessively poignant and a known bruit who is riddled with an esoteric group who withdraws and draws his aegis as he attempts to be heinous and puerile at the same time.
Being in a class of segment reconnaissance they have no calligraphy but is accompanied by prodigal and a true extreme philologist that is reflected in the elemental agreement of a one brain cell (shared) to attack en masse reflects true military genius and the epitome and correctness of assertions, lies, and physical attack and indeed say this country is correct, proud and truthful and all therein to restrict such sad behavior if found a wanting and deceit. It would never bring on a sickness that is the very twin of mal de mer and bring forth disgust so rich that it is a geyser of devouring of sad remains of human refuse that repel the minds as if a geyser turned on full thrust and brimming full of braggadocio that is so old that patina is like the Wizard of Oz’s yellow brick road just follow and you can be straw man and make an anchorite rejoice for celibacy for the close of air is not a good jest to know for he knows relief in river of rampant thanks.
Far be for me to realize that the old doughty is not the same as yesterday for all they have is sleazy poor legs to stand upon who struggle with desperation for attention now trying to look natty after years of oblivion and a sexual outlook of harried for no one could possible be ebullient that all this done for one obsessed myopic who’s thought of superiority ingrained used tactics of shanghai to create wild levels of pandermonium and go peregrination with the same consoling thought that everyone they hate is benighted due to slurs, slander that a racist throws out in constant a nature.
Ensconce in their levels of atheist rites, marches, attacks against someone who believes there is no epilogue for surely this person laughs at the free amusement as their entourage arrives as prompt as a martinet who would never ride a palfrey for the look of feminity that is stigma attached and disseminate by word to emit or apprise by written but we never truly explicate but we will continue to declaim her for we are all perfect and do no wrong, etc. and we exhort all to follow our dictates and treat her bad with so-called accurate darts of insults that are their own claim as they articulate and reiterate the right to speak opposite of discourse with flawed layers of colloquy of such sad redundant staleness that any reasonable, logical, intelligent person realizes that a flaw is a deadly wrong clue.
To maunder low level of parlance while trying to verbally and physically excoriate someone by assault of foul allegations after allegation without using circumlocution but to fulminate and claim they meant to say with correct right to equivocate but instead bray they are just a bag of stale hot air that are magniloquent pariahs who consumes correct appropriate decorum and has the urbanity of Don Juan.
Never a prepossessing lot anyway they use maladroit as a hatchet to speak in contempt of one of more concise who is a stickler for propriety and sheer continence who does not like a fake of gregarious nature who peccadillo is obvious as a thorn that appears in fosterage of any size.
Savoir-Faire ran away for the lack of comity is a reflective joke that amuse her to propitiate for each punctilio or supposed insult or thrust is blandishment of a cuisine only Cruel the Connoisseur finds it worthy to also be a raconteur at the same time for lost progeny are also the same of victim of foul person who performed fratricide is her thought of chortle and cliché that all time resolves all. Beat down by a termagant whose prognosticate abilities astound conviviality who has her little group of coterie to ape her verbally, physically and mentally we all suffer her a bedizen whore peddling her wares from casino to casino and we know where the tutelage came from don’t we?
We know it was not from the scion who proclaims the prestigious impeccable lineage that is reflective of either the patriarchal or matriarch leadership or representation that rules but despite that is it indeed hard to fathom that a maudlin monogamist could possibly be content with being in a conjugal and uxorious state of bliss or be filial devoted to his progeny even if not congenital who was once seen as moppet and now a product of nepotism even if the patronymic cognomen differs the consanguinity is legitimate as a testator even if of an avuncular nature.
Many appear as mountebanks with veneers of gossamer whose battle was pyrrhic of deceptive nature as a vandal whose reward was of a pittance and of rigmarole whose cease not and reflect the role of poltroon and outrageous rodomontade of patricious pats on shoulders of wide by self alone. Climatic deploys seasoned with arrows of attrition with hope to capitulate surrender until lower levels of bathos that cause any tongue to stumble with solecism with no rest or cicerone to feint or sortie with no logistics for forays of incursion to debouch without defection and yet retain probity of a nature not supported but internecine of salvo that effetes the strongest conscript and reconnoiter.
Causing insurgent waves by either a mirror image of a howitzer disguised as a cadre with ordnance at reach in hands of play with bastion within bivouac of staid gargantuan that defies ability to be malleable in the eye of misfeasance for no quixotic valorous deeds or excessive acts of Thespian histrionics will play overture and lead to dissonance that cause motif of a world podium to find the culpable to perpetrate mendacity against a pragmatic imperturbable soul whose nature is parsimonious and taciturn against those who belies the acts of a true misogynist.
Further lies that a misanthrope is indeed a craven idol that worships his own self with dubious thoughts being unctuous and has no reprieve from being splenetic. Mayhem to pilfer, bilk, indict to hide malefaction that defies laws for some to incarcerate miscreants for depredation is allowable for some whose soul is corrupt with peculation of a larcenous penology that uses a garrote to silence the cries against wrong of heart, mind, soul, flesh that absconds a slightly differing curmudgeon who clamors for retribution using improvisation of dulcet aria, opus madrigal, fugue and antiphonal by self and cheated, threatened by an extortionist who craves to live a life of a sybarite and iconoclastic unbeliever.
Defalcation of choreography for a chance of a mime of abnegation is not a reality for they know they are best of best and has the skill and hanker of a true protean of maverick proportion and Titan allowed to live amongst us mere pitiful mortals. Arabesque of rococo is indeed the impresario of desperation by youth, median, old alike.
By Felicia McCaw
(In Between Semesters)
Project take all words and incorporate in
written mini thesis and relay to world for
Input.
The Reader’s Digest
@ 1966 The Readers Digest Association, Inc.
United States of America
21 Days to a Bigger and Better Vocabulary.
Intrinsic extrinsic she watched with incredulity the stark awareness of illiteracy rampant wide with shame shame and clear recalcitrant to be not the same.
Remembering protocol as a reflection of lack etiquette and sheer mass lack of good will is the deliberate effort to conceal a troubling shadow of covet, malice, hate.
Dissemble dissemble we are yesterday strong as today although vindictive is our nature reflect the way of people not formed is it or not found she.
Questioning questioning she watched sanguine replete in thought of hope for lethargic apathetic feelings of rebellion against peremptory demands with pleas to understand restrictions and fairness prevail.
Temporizing watchful is a play afoot that enthrall the mind, eye of an analytic soul that quest pleads for more more of such devious hidden acts of jesters evoked.
Invoke she the hidden call of such action that continue continue unceasingly to hide opposite of perspicuity.
Being determined to stay the same is requesting venial evermore for the ready sharp tongue that retaliate with sharpness of adder’s thrust of crescendo’s levels that defy naïve in every proscenium that abound in plenary.
Using sedition as a point to stand against all she weather the storm and watched pattern of démarche to march within when factious ripples rip apart peace of racial harmony.
Convoking all view trust none she exclaimed not me not self not none she implored be polemic polemic in fight for right vs wrong.
Inextricably bound with scandal sought naught she expressly irretrievably fought as if truly derelict with complacent smile of surety none better than she at acts of battle with verbal sparring for burn fervidly with righteous fire outrage of reprehensibly done deeds of acts of verbal, physical attacks done against her en route to relaxation.
What was verboten is now a reflection of a people of too common to imagine same as if a maelstrom removed any commancy but indeed attempted a coup de grâce rendezvous with every visit.
Parody parody after parody she unveiled a mocking mocking until surely death linger at door door cause diatribe, bilateral, tri-lateral, multi-lateral, unicameral invoking others to ingratiate with foul obtrusiveness until over ran with defense against lies foil of aphorism denied denied because consensus never achieved due to accurate schism of races all.
Be us all a product of chimera with herculean effort we docile and acknowledge the epitome a look of dour resignation to accept the sophisticated, unsophisticated yodels of country, city, rural, suburban of same stale stale accusations agreed upon by the minds of lead astray be aberrant thoughts of flimflam to have us all kow tow and drink imaginary prosits to our success in our less than circumspect wish for demise for person who is opposite of disingenuous and resents irruption of life and subjected to obloquy but instead of quandary reveal all to imbroglio.
Living in a house not cabana but obtrusive chicanery duplicity is the represented concealed but covenant to conceal the weird oblation and drinks of held libation to not exercise but perform desecration and offend dogmas and objectable heresy to all Christians alike.
Conclaves held constantly throwing her assets across the floor like Jesus’s life they plot plot each time she pray. Believing in the God the true omniscience and Torah the most sacred Books of God she plea plea against the agnostic and atheist be held afar afar without cants or but with plentiful invocations and confirming the rejection of apostasy.
Not a proselyte she exclaim exclaim but a true believer with heart, soul, mind with icons of faith believed and remind of God’s word strength.
Knowing the hierarchy of God the Father, Son, Holy Ghost she practice no homily but respect all manners sacerdotal to retain and enforce the presence love that God professes and fulfills true.
Exhorting God and wishing to honor and acknowledge him as apotheosis of her life, mind, soul she loves the didactic that practice the stern but true love of that God prevails worldwide.
Celibacy as God relayed Jesus as true way of his love became her as well to keep away spurious people of not contrite who bode and stalk with intent of piscatorial and on safari to mulct desires dreams of continued laconic for her moods are mercurial, volatile and words rivers of perennial with climactic criterions that bring forth inexorable obviate the persecution the so-called sins of a replica debonair who existed prior to antediluvian and nebulous in intent deeds function slow and yet not keen.
Trepidation not elegiac because jocund is the way of wit of a many who knows not that the sententious slanted twisted humor prevails and rejects it from self and propels it as if a fractious mule of deranged capricious nature that bemoans the fate of desuetude mind, soul. Physical lack of work is the pitiful of the mass whose slow to choleric is indeed languorous not disconsolate and refuses to repine for to bridle is a fool’s errand is it not that the clueless are a parody again and should be wallowing in the pity of lugubrious of spirit but still so slow that ephemeral theory of the so-called insult is a worthless picayune.
Is it possible this frenetic is berserk and equable in tactics and realizes not the saturnine look and grimace delivered is plethora with inner rage that anomalous behavior of unexpected is indeed their vehicle to being ambulatory but without perspicacity to fight or turn a coup d’état for the very feebleness of attack that drives mindless to exclaim how titillating that slander of the most raffish runs fast loose out mouths of unknown but claim authority and knowledge that I must impeach this stentorian for he and she is adamant and vibrant in this quest of destruction for expressly incontrovertibly they know that a mind of theirs is flawless in its dexterously, meticulous thrust of old stale useless assertions, claims left by a person of not the most ecstatic and delectable soul of pure honest breed.
Human decency has indeed left its atavistic mark on all that does not temporize or extemporize or grant the right to autonomy for we have usurped all rights have we not based on the whims of a profligate who once claimed heritage to what sachem or something of that nature. Instead of convoking spontaneously it instead brought demarcate and afflective oligarchy and attack of plutocracy who’s very sedition is espionage when all debase and descend protocol into the very lowest level and spearheaded by tripartite they juggle juggle the junta and fiat with smug complacently for the win is assured when it is one and not many they promulgate and consider themselves incomparable, irreproachable, perfection, flawless with thoughts of the highest level as noted by their level of attack.
This is not Russia the Ukase has no standing as a right of dictatorship due to this being a democracy but naïve vista has always been the same embedded young and regarded as not a malediction but a pert trait of nature of course attractive if you are a desperado looking for a last meal or an anglophile who is obsessively poignant and a known bruit who is riddled with an esoteric group who withdraws and draws his aegis as he attempts to be heinous and puerile at the same time.
Being in a class of segment reconnaissance they have no calligraphy but is accompanied by prodigal and a true extreme philologist that is reflected in the elemental agreement of a one brain cell (shared) to attack en masse reflects true military genius and the epitome and correctness of assertions, lies, and physical attack and indeed say this country is correct, proud and truthful and all therein to restrict such sad behavior if found a wanting and deceit. It would never bring on a sickness that is the very twin of mal de mer and bring forth disgust so rich that it is a geyser of devouring of sad remains of human refuse that repel the minds as if a geyser turned on full thrust and brimming full of braggadocio that is so old that patina is like the Wizard of Oz’s yellow brick road just follow and you can be straw man and make an anchorite rejoice for celibacy for the close of air is not a good jest to know for he knows relief in river of rampant thanks.
Far be for me to realize that the old doughty is not the same as yesterday for all they have is sleazy poor legs to stand upon who struggle with desperation for attention now trying to look natty after years of oblivion and a sexual outlook of harried for no one could possible be ebullient that all this done for one obsessed myopic who’s thought of superiority ingrained used tactics of shanghai to create wild levels of pandermonium and go peregrination with the same consoling thought that everyone they hate is benighted due to slurs, slander that a racist throws out in constant a nature.
Ensconce in their levels of atheist rites, marches, attacks against someone who believes there is no epilogue for surely this person laughs at the free amusement as their entourage arrives as prompt as a martinet who would never ride a palfrey for the look of feminity that is stigma attached and disseminate by word to emit or apprise by written but we never truly explicate but we will continue to declaim her for we are all perfect and do no wrong, etc. and we exhort all to follow our dictates and treat her bad with so-called accurate darts of insults that are their own claim as they articulate and reiterate the right to speak opposite of discourse with flawed layers of colloquy of such sad redundant staleness that any reasonable, logical, intelligent person realizes that a flaw is a deadly wrong clue.
To maunder low level of parlance while trying to verbally and physically excoriate someone by assault of foul allegations after allegation without using circumlocution but to fulminate and claim they meant to say with correct right to equivocate but instead bray they are just a bag of stale hot air that are magniloquent pariahs who consumes correct appropriate decorum and has the urbanity of Don Juan.
Never a prepossessing lot anyway they use maladroit as a hatchet to speak in contempt of one of more concise who is a stickler for propriety and sheer continence who does not like a fake of gregarious nature who peccadillo is obvious as a thorn that appears in fosterage of any size.
Savoir-Faire ran away for the lack of comity is a reflective joke that amuse her to propitiate for each punctilio or supposed insult or thrust is blandishment of a cuisine only Cruel the Connoisseur finds it worthy to also be a raconteur at the same time for lost progeny are also the same of victim of foul person who performed fratricide is her thought of chortle and cliché that all time resolves all. Beat down by a termagant whose prognosticate abilities astound conviviality who has her little group of coterie to ape her verbally, physically and mentally we all suffer her a bedizen whore peddling her wares from casino to casino and we know where the tutelage came from don’t we?
We know it was not from the scion who proclaims the prestigious impeccable lineage that is reflective of either the patriarchal or matriarch leadership or representation that rules but despite that is it indeed hard to fathom that a maudlin monogamist could possibly be content with being in a conjugal and uxorious state of bliss or be filial devoted to his progeny even if not congenital who was once seen as moppet and now a product of nepotism even if the patronymic cognomen differs the consanguinity is legitimate as a testator even if of an avuncular nature.
Many appear as mountebanks with veneers of gossamer whose battle was pyrrhic of deceptive nature as a vandal whose reward was of a pittance and of rigmarole whose cease not and reflect the role of poltroon and outrageous rodomontade of patricious pats on shoulders of wide by self alone. Climatic deploys seasoned with arrows of attrition with hope to capitulate surrender until lower levels of bathos that cause any tongue to stumble with solecism with no rest or cicerone to feint or sortie with no logistics for forays of incursion to debouch without defection and yet retain probity of a nature not supported but internecine of salvo that effetes the strongest conscript and reconnoiter.
Causing insurgent waves by either a mirror image of a howitzer disguised as a cadre with ordnance at reach in hands of play with bastion within bivouac of staid gargantuan that defies ability to be malleable in the eye of misfeasance for no quixotic valorous deeds or excessive acts of Thespian histrionics will play overture and lead to dissonance that cause motif of a world podium to find the culpable to perpetrate mendacity against a pragmatic imperturbable soul whose nature is parsimonious and taciturn against those who belies the acts of a true misogynist.
Further lies that a misanthrope is indeed a craven idol that worships his own self with dubious thoughts being unctuous and has no reprieve from being splenetic. Mayhem to pilfer, bilk, indict to hide malefaction that defies laws for some to incarcerate miscreants for depredation is allowable for some whose soul is corrupt with peculation of a larcenous penology that uses a garrote to silence the cries against wrong of heart, mind, soul, flesh that absconds a slightly differing curmudgeon who clamors for retribution using improvisation of dulcet aria, opus madrigal, fugue and antiphonal by self and cheated, threatened by an extortionist who craves to live a life of a sybarite and iconoclastic unbeliever.
Defalcation of choreography for a chance of a mime of abnegation is not a reality for they know they are best of best and has the skill and hanker of a true protean of maverick proportion and Titan allowed to live amongst us mere pitiful mortals. Arabesque of rococo is indeed the impresario of desperation by youth, median, old alike.
By Felicia McCaw
(In Between Semesters)
Project take all words and incorporate in
written mini thesis and relay to world for
Input.
The Reader’s Digest
@ 1966 The Readers Digest Association, Inc.
United States of America
21 Days to a Bigger and Better Vocabulary.
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