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Photo finish Friday: “Ice on a wire”

Ice encrusted plastic beads on a metal wire.

Ice encrusted plastic beads on a metal wire.

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Random act of poetry: “Knitted beard”

The knitted beard.

The knitted beard.

O’ knitted beard
you feel so weird
strapped up against my face.

My neighbors point,
get their noses out of joint,
and say I’m out-of-place.

I’m a circus freak
but cold air can’t leak
up onto my chin.

When warm weather hits
I’ll remove this mitt
and be clean-shaven again.

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Photo finish Friday: “Bug out”

The attack of the metal-eating bugs from Mars was stopped dead in its tracks not by military firepower or industrial genius, but by rust and cold weather.

The attack of the metal-eating bugs from Mars was stopped dead in its tracks not by military firepower or industrial genius, but by rust and cold weather.

What will happen come Spring? Nobody is sure.

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Photo finish Friday: “Strata”

Ages from now, when archeologists dig up the strata of our time, it won't be rock, but miles and miles deep of processed paper and envelopes.

Ages from now, when archeologists dig up the strata of our time, it won’t be rock, but miles and miles deep of processed paper and envelopes.

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Photo finish Friday: “Little brown apple”

Apple on a fence.

Apple on a fence.

I don’t know, but maybe I ought not
to have shoved this apple onto this spot.
For here it will remain
with no one to explain
as it shrivels away and begins to rot.

Poor little apple in my lunch
I spiked you away just on a hunch
that that brown spot
looked like food rot
and not something I’d want to munch.

Children are starving in places like China
or just down the street from a nearby diner.
Yet food by the bunches
goes uneaten after brunches
from fast-food shops and places much finer.

Bugs may come and have a heyday,
picking at the remains of the apple’s decay.
Eating away this fine shiner,
once bright as a light to a miner,
it’s soon dull and brown and shapeless as clay.

Good or evil? Oh, what have I done?
I’ve not fed the apple to anyone.
No nutrition for play.
Oh, how I’ve gone astray:
I should had eaten it or given it to someone.

I don’t know, but maybe I ought not
to have shoved this apple onto this spot.
For here it will remain
with no one to explain,
and even a homeless man will leave it to rot.

–by David E. Booker

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Photo finish Friday: “Lights out”

[Editor’s note: usually my Photo finish Friday has a photo I have taken, but today, I am taking on off the Internet, along with the story. Below the photo and story is a poem “inspired by actual events” as they would say on the TV show Law and Order.]

Christian mom alarmed that school bus tail lights form ‘pagan’ pentagram

(Screen capture) The bus and lights in question.

(Screen capture) The bus and lights in question.

by David Ferguson

Source: http://www.rawstory.com/rs/2015/01/christian-mom-alarmed-that-school-bus-tail-lights-form-pagan-pentagram/

A Christian mom in Cordova, Tennessee is worried that occult influences are lurking in her town and showing their presence in the unlikeliest of places, the red tail lights of local school buses.

Memphis’ Action News 5 reported Wednesday that Robyn Wilkins snapped a photo of the tail lights while she sat behind a bus in traffic. To her, the pattern of tiny light bulbs under each brake light’s red plastic lens looked like inverted five-pointed stars, which form the ancient symbol of the pentagram when enclosed by a circle.

“Anyone who fears a God, if not God and Jesus Christ, should be outraged,” the worried mother told Channel 5.

Pentagrams are a sacred symbol to various ancient faiths. Some Satanists and occultists have adopted it as their holy symbol, but other faiths use it as well.

Wilkins and other concerned parents have taken to social media to protest the brake lights, which they say constitute a sacred symbol emblazoned on a government vehicle.

“If you can’t put a cross on there, you cannot put a pentagram on it,” said Wilkins.

She believes the lights should be removed from the buses and replaced with a single red bulb.

The Shelby County School District declined to comment to Channel 5 about the brake lights.

To see a video report, go to: http://www.rawstory.com/rs/2015/01/christian-mom-alarmed-that-school-bus-tail-lights-form-pagan-pentagram/

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Poem inspired by actual events.

I heart for Satan

by David E. Booker

I heart for Satan,
the Star of all consternation.
He sends me into shambles
when I see pentagramables
on buses near and far
even the one in front of my car.
My child rides that school bus.
It must be driven by one who lusts
for my child’s immortal soul —
O’ the future is foretold.
He’s lost to education
in this god-forsaken nation.
O’ when will it ever end
so that my life can begin again?
I heart for Satan,
the Star of my consternation.
It is Him I love to hate
and blame when my son self-relates.
His powerful stain is everywhere —
my whitewashing work cannot compare.
I heart for Satan,
the Star of my consternation.
Someday my child will move away
and then Satan and I can play.

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Photo finish Friday: “Stealing one last look”

Before the holidays slip completely into memory, let's steal on last look ... or present.

Before the holidays slip completely into memory, let’s steal on last look … or present.

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