The Sounding of Genial

Time Understanding,

is lost when touched,

yet,

we have the ability to conceive it!!

In the ease of such a calculation,

the Centuries past,

admit Tomorrows exist,

with the recognition of today.

The amount of time between,

pressures the conception of the Mind,

to gravel with mortality,

as Time is ticking.

The Parameter's set,

by that which is kept,

has aged Humanity,

stressed Society,

and impressed a strange idea of harried.

The Key Is Turn

Yesterday's Tomorrows,

Our today!!

I write what I See,

I read what I write,

steady.

The surprise is,
 it is automatic,

dictation without a fight,

Sight!!

The Words are Memory,

the sentence goes,

as it comes,

it seems to flow.

To determine the Origin,

the longing for home,

far from here,

the Zone so Clear!!

To gather the reason,

the Mind does graze,

the fields to know,

deliver Post-Haste.

The thought just act,

the move is tact.

Reaction carries,

 the Show is could.

How?

The road is paved with prose,

the path identified,

still seems the math,

as it becomes,

a fast Tract!!

To Add and not to Subtract,

it is in the addition,

not just wrath.

To walk and not to run,

gives Time a hand,

'cause,

the Seconds count,

as the hours mount. 

Provided Tact Concise

To readdress a given test,

to live with freedom,

to actively being proactive.

The Constant,

an appeal to know change,

does not discount what remains,
present day play.

Forward Walking,

a step or a progressive movement,

inspires countenance,

to believe the heeding,

a collected tip.

The prose, the quench,

of a thirsty day,

provided sustenance,
without a trip.

The frame of what is heard,

of interest not a word,

years will speak,

a natural leak,

the time has come to leave.

The End,
 is Just....a Deed.

Knot Ready

I,

the Key to Unlock Humanity,

without the certainty of the read.

Trust the Scene,

See!

It is a need,

a sort of Deed.

In such devise,

the reach equals the sum,

to balance the measure,

in what is Rare.

Ability of the Pragmatist,

envelopes the charge,

to create "The Do,"

delivering the interest,

to think!!

An imprisoned mind,

will halt the cognitive find,

a collective divided into remission,

the principle article removing Viable,

to introduce doubt.

Based on a Calculated Response,

the effort will discount the try,

in more than what has been,

 and less than what will be.

Truth in Reason,

belongs to the meaning,

should Insight produce believing.

A sorted Innocence,

reveals a mounting dread,

when the principle of Self is undue.

The Mend,

is not the Heel,

as mistaken appendage could bring forward a reverse,

to send again,

as an excuse that has already been,

reinvented to gather rent.

The Pardon of Actionable facts,

distributes more in wrath,

than the commerce examines,

a radical task.

To give not to take,

still does not equate Receive as a faith,

in the days of tumultuous Wave.

The Tidal pool of a Seer,

teaming with the advantage of the tides,

to both Hide and Expose a given Life.

An extraordinary show,

to identify difference,

the Ebb and Flow,

the Under-Tow.

Swept out to See,

the beauty is the root of what will seed,

a question to answer,

the Deed with Know contract,

'Being' exact!!

The formal Evaluation,

to accept the situation,

lies in reality,

the pity in dues.

Reforming Formula,

the brake, the wall, or rein is not to stop,

but to restrain the impulse and know,

in difference of a collected result.

The impression of the Print,

an ink-filled dent,

is not to drink or to vent,

but to bring what is Sent,

a Messenger lend.

Written by Karen Anastasia Placek

Digitized Read: A Lead To See

I Looked to See,

to know what will be,

a scroll rolled out,

in three dimensional shout.

I stood to look,

the trajectory good,

Past on Left,

Present straight,

Future Right.

Whoa!!, this Scene!!

Turning from,

I gasped at done,

to finish Seen,

it was a dream.

Boggled Mind

Once more I took my stare,

to sight what I knew was there,

upon completion I thought alright,

time to walk,

safe in-sight.

The impact of such reveal,

stuck with me,

a sort-of deal.

Waking well,

coffee in hand,

I sat outside,

examined planned.

Great relief involved my mind,

a final way to know designed.

The Rate at which this Download-Made,

was an Ocean,

an extension flowed.

The scene in night,

an interesting plight,

to explain,

such plain Sight.

Shot in front of my eyes,

the angle straight,

it had three sides.

The Scroll was tight,

the picture fronted,

two on sides,

with the third show centered,

certainly trumped,

the root of ventured.

So quick or fast,

neither compared,

the speed-of-light could only have dared.

The simple Text spun out-right,

the numerical chair of symbolic night,

the second glance showed this fight,

made evident this lurid might.

I am glad it's settled,

much like Rad,

the need to know,

it summed this show!!

Not before and never after,

I accept,

it's in The Factor.

Proof Of Interest

The Hypotenuse to the Square,

the value of the measure is obtuse,

in the calculation of the summed repair.

To equal the subtraction,

in the addition of despair,

would then be divided-by,

the Difference. 

Scene in the Land.

The Tone would become,

the rounding sound of time,

to absolve the equation.

Nothing more than, 

greater than or lesser than would result,

 in this War of Battled Doors!!

I Heard That Before You Thought It

It is Terse,

what is Heard,

the Point before the After,

past.

So Concise,

are these words,

Sentence formed,

before it's done.

The Audible Verse,

Prose Exact,

no confusion,

just plain fact.

The Lie Behold,

decision past,

what comes next,

the Mind just sums.

The math too add,

in subtract,

is the picture,

of your prate.

In the Voice,

the noise you make,

becomes verbose,

decide is plumbed.

To read a sight,

it's done intact,

what I face,

is difference Said.

To explain,

it is the brain,

what's Preemptive,

is the blame.

A quest I took,

to play the game,

to work-out or react with same.

In Sake for grace,

I walked the TAB,

the formulation,

peeks to train.

Random act develops grown,

first protect,

now it's known.

To be Correct,

no guess to knew,

I Set myself,

to build a track.

Cobbled Stone,

granite rock,

ground for drain,

to hold reframe.

It is the choice,

impression first,

with thought clear,

the key is weird.

The words are locked,

to face distressed,

looks that glean,

pave the way.

Purpose of act,

does not lack,

what is said in thought,

a plaque.

To undue,

never true,

in the end,

it's still just you.

The Time between,

I learned too view,

watched and waited,

to know my truth,

to confirm,

your Said has Root.

Deeply seated,

planted so,

what comes after came before,

audible report.

In a patient stand,

I've played these hands,

the findings are so plain.

Like a Spring,

leap unseen,

wound in plight,

it just takes time.

You speak,

it's streamed,

intentions of your mean,

construct of,

all ready deemed.

Brand Of Chose Equals

Your Memory will not lack,

Talk becomes numbing,

The Mind as Sleep is Waking,

the summed of done is quaking,

algorithms replacing.

Numerical Routed,

'while still doubted,

it stirs 'Still Thinking'

dubbed the tongue.

The echo back,

a brain exact,

is knot lost,

should still be learning.

It is every stare,

monopoly does spare,

the thinking is despair,

the troop is lair,

destroyed the malware.

Backing Natural,

computed run,

in the math,

triangle shows.

The square of build,

four-corners Earth,

Maps-Out control,

the Life is old.

Ancient Artifacts,

prove the challenge,

evolves with manage,

moves to advantage.

Trimming Pi,

the apple in it,

the snake does coil,

the Ring is Wrangled.

Temptation makes,

sight a take,

the rare misplace,

evolves life's rate.

The sinking of,

created adored,

learns to speak,

communication deep!!

The proof of tact,

exemplifies pact,

the message delivered,

determines the value lived.

Truth in Rule,

law in vain,

the spoken dumps,

uploaded pumped.

Wrecked in-trite,

the bite a sound,

pummeled thoughts,

destruction sought.

Practice exercise,

determined view,

the people lie,

endangers, rude.

Strangely Done

The pace, a wire remote, vision details, the tone is yoke. The constant, a phone in tell, programs applications, summed for shrill.  The digital sound, quietly found, know Tick to talk, text goes bleep, language reads.

Cast your eyes upon such screened, it has developed, visual deemed, the Mind a-Live, in action sleep. Present report, no-self needed, 'cause you're told, a When too fold.

The pain refracts, the slap is fact, no halt will be, given "If,"

you must do or die of bleed.

The induced, a jolt of zipped, caught by Looked,

your Hand just hooked.

All at once, society's stuck, in and with, a frozen cist.  Calculate, by no-mistake, this exist is,

all ready made.

In-Spite of this, it's serviced!!

The site in socket bound, the eyes can't move, the brain is shroud. Seconds missed, cannot count, there is no help, 'cause it's sound.

The harvest, mills the mind, nothing stops, all the time.  Twenty-Four, Hours in Day,

the minute dimed,

the seconds played,

never stopped, became the trade, of freeze in Chored.

A Sail

A jibb in present action,

knot off course,

still completing,

a sort of gain.

The ground between,

a jump pole seen,

built standards,

made of dream.

The Mind, a muscle,

strengthen Too,
or the real will do to you!!

The facts,

revealing,

the sun is hot,

this is indicative,
 of such a thought.

Synapse leap,
the mind is fraught,
the firing of,
discerns what's dubbed.

Haight Shows At Fillmore Theater

The stolen footage,

 an Apple emboldens,

by no mistake was for Sake, 

to make aware,

 that men are,

still there.  

Remind not Me, 

for I do SEE, 

times when days became just played. 

Air Waves

 In this take, 

you maid a rate, 

serve you will, 

the Life,

 a thrill.

Knot until, 

the hour clocks, 

with what does Rock,

simple Talk.

Hot

 The words are scenes,

magnified Beings, 

that do identify that force was used,

to destroy and abuse,

a dream of Two,

the reality was viewed.

Witnesses  

A City wide, 

epidemic cry,

A Hit not I

 it is just a well played resistance,

to stay alive.  

As All due know, 

the State of When, 

was the Sixties,

 we did plug-in, 

then dropped-out,

it proved to be,

nothing more than a ventured lore.

In this new adore,

what presents knows a Pence,

the money gamed,

he won,

your Famed.

Vernacular shout,

 the City's about,

sits in silence,

lessons learned,

the past became the future turn,

'cause the violence became discerned.

Threatened  

In only what will prove to be, 

ever lasting and truth of thee,

 is the News on every day, 

the N.S.A. makes it's tray,

Intrusions.  

Served up,

 a tip erupt, 

to be witness, 

sickens but does bust,

the secrecy of know trust.

Facts are tracks, 

and Rails Roads

it is a rant and raving trove.

much like an enemy,

 that seeks, 

or sums trust.  

The Battle Song, 

was STOLEN,

 wrong,

San Francisco has a Throng.

In this Call of a boy, 

you forgot,

 the girl,

 was Taught,

walk.....away.  

Now you don't even mask your Wares, 

and know I stare, 

just because you stand out there, 

in plain sight right over lair. 

With Stop signs Right?,

 down the street, 

the yellow and orange vest,

 it's like a creep. 

 No work truck, 

that shows the pluck

so why is it, 

that you don't pick-it,

 up?

Watching

As I do drive, 

I need not realize, 

that just like my youth, 

you provoke,

a sort of the truth.

It is a shame,

you are too blame,

the agency of liars,

has become so Famed.

Modest intrusions,

no allusion,

the absolute transparency,

is an obvious plea,

guilty as charged,

a dirty deed.

Stealing

Double-Take Snapped

The Value that Measures Deception,

merely wealth of mind,

a recognition of the times,

a sun dials death in ray.

Birthed computered programs sum,

no Popcorn does it serve,

time was relative now it is bound,

by your digital display.

Disconnection

The Meta of,

a cloud in subbed,

makes delete a trace of sheep.

To erase and replace,

the information mere,

a numerical future sear.

Reality persists,

know game in played,

position does,

set-the-pace.

Assumptions track an eminent fact,

a country swipes in sneer.

Life is wiped,

the pen exact,

to write, to speak, to say or bay,

the cry of loss,

outweighs the fear.

Reckoning

Gadgets silenced,

the ear goes deaf,

moot does set,

the gear,

is wreck!!

Apocalypse means Revealing

As the Masses,

society max's,

their eyes are down at screens so found,

no-click a simple push.

To swipe an App,

the extra nack,

increases the thirst for treats.

The Mind invites,

the thought now dimes.

Impression layed,

to train,

foreplay,

no-longer fingers tray.

Knot Talk

The question of,

information streams,

to less than more,

a run abhorred two,

unevened scored.

As connection rivals intention,

addiction no longer drugs.

Now Hand-Held,

the numbered shove,

the Wealth in Brain of kill,

Profane.

A program presents,

an algorithm rents,

controlled by only the mind you'll find,

this is an "All" consuming bind.

Words are short,

lettered change,

language extinguished,

know exchange.

Speech now talk,

a quiet block,

exposes those that choose to balk.

Counter Clocked

The advertised phone in lies,

knows gestures to respond,

recording pry without a spy,

the undertone is clear.

To warm-up,

a definite interrupt,

to days that fill the year.

To fast the News,

to bad its loose,

the stories are the steer.

A wheeled approach without the roach,

the armor is severe,

do not hit it's here!!

The Eyes in socket,

will stare not block-it,

absorption seems,

  so jeer.

To control society in whole,

knot done,

 it's one by one,

a thought is simmer, 

the pot is hot.

The game in play,

the bored do chore,

the piece of reaped,

a synapse fired near.

All at Once,

the Site does Sum,

as to become,

the subliminal drum,

the beating of,

should run.

The Herb of Cane will be in Vain,

a City kid may enrage,

but with age comes a Sage,

delivered ripe without the plight,

a strawberry picking Plumbed.

Reading Heard A Vocal Blurb

The World, a Choir,

the Orchestra of Voice.

Words less tunes,

musical views,

now communicating,

so much better news.

Verse fills void,

times of noise,

not the singing,

but the Talking Shows.

A Revealing,

not an end,

a bit of truth,

a personal note.

It is not wrong,

difficult? Yes,

but I love the songs,

singing is best.

Require Order,

exercise the mind,

prepare to find,

the blare?, unkind.

Be positive,

embrace the Purpose,

invest in Reason,

advance the truth,

and know it's natural,

not a booth.

Right your wrongs,

an accountable chore,

serve this interest,

know it's war.

The battle of Self,

begins with truth,

a choice to face,

without a trace.

This moment in decision,

lends to sense,

delivers liberty,

not what's minced.

Be advised of your wealth,

your Conscious Mind brings what's felt.

Advance this notion,

exercise practiced,

it brings on better.

What you portray,

reflects the work,

it will show,

the progress made.

Be aware,

something has gone so wrong,

it is the feeling,

carried in Air.

Sometimes Words,

hard to see,

spilt from mouths,

the lips spell loud.

A comfort zone will be lost,

as thinking roams,

the cost is rest.

The constant babble,

so loud and clear,

disturbs my brain.

In what I hear,
Thinking's jeered.