Review by C.J. Bunce Walter Koenig may be best known as the youngest crewman on the original Star Trek, and he’s recounted his work and life during after the series and movies in his earlier memoirs Chekov’s Enterprise and Warped Factors: A Neurotic’s Guide to the Universe. But there’s much more to this complex personality, […]
via Beaming Up–Walter Koenig recounts a lifetime as an actor in new autobiography — borg
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“There is no life before the first cup of coffee in the morning”
Life without Coffee?
It’s getting to be a borderline cliche
Like something so unnerving at play
But out of all the things to loose
If I really had to choose
What ever troubles life may bring
There is this only one thing
There is one thing I cannot do without
Uttered without hesitation or doubt
Not without my Coffee!
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“Fool me seven times, shame on you. Fool me eight or more times, shame on me” Amy Futurama
Fool me Once, or a Few more Times
I may look like the fool
But I am actually cool
I may act like a tool
But I got schooled
So don’t be too cruel
And abide by this rule
Fool me once
I will bounce
Fool me twice
Oh, you got spice!
Fool me a few more times
And I will show you in rhymes
How you have to show your dimes
And pay, for your crimes
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“If you’re going through hell, keep going” Winston Churchill
Highway to Hell
You are on
The fast track
The last track
On a highway
To hell
Intensive pressure
Needing a refresher
Competitive pursuit
Of fame and fortune
Dancing to someone else’s flute
May end up a misfortune
If not stopping
Until you drop
The smart life
The simple life
The only life
You should choose
Before your goose
Is cooked
And you will loose
And get hooked
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“Boxing is real easy. Life is much harder” Floyd Mayweather, Jr.
Life is a Boxing Match
The gloves are on
The arena awaits you
From the illusion of winning
Your head is spinning
The chanting getting louder
You’re feeling prouder
The plan was a clean fight
No hitting below the belt
The deal fitting your own self
No more time for flight
The crowd is cheering
You are leering
At the ding of the gong
The fight is on
Dancing around
Pulling punches
No one going down
The referee announces
No one is winning
It is time
To up the ante
The gloves come off
The game now on
You start to scoff
Your mind’s set only on the con
Spitting out words of slander
Sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander
Hair being torn
Nails like thorns
Feeling the scorn
Scratching, screaming
Ending only in
Real blood and tearing
No one is winning
It is time
For plan C
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“If you don’t like me, fine. It’s not my job to make you happy”
I may not be Everyone’s Cup of Tea, but I am Someone’s Double Vodka
You dont have to like me
Or be my friend
I am not looking for a life partner
Just someone to understand
If you expect to mend
And change my existence
I’d rather you just pretend
Then try to fix it
Somewhere
Someone
Is buying
What I am
Selling
I may not be
Your cup of tea
But surely some one
Prefers me
As their double vodka
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“Life is not simple, and people can’t be boxed into being either heroes or villains” Jessica Hagedorn
Put Me in a Box, Why don’t You
I may no be the hero type
Or match your idea of a villain
You think I am a complete zero hype
Because I caused you a chilling
Just because in your grand plan
I did not win the grand slam
Stuff me in the smallest locker
It isn’t such a shocker
It’s not the obstacle, it’s a mild hindrance
I will seek and find the entrance
Just because
I can never be part of the conventional stock
Always and forever thinking outside the box
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“There are four basic food groups: milk chocolate, dark chocolate, white chocolate, and chocolate truffles” ~Author Unknown
Chocolate is The Answer, Who Cares What the Question is!
You may be iconic
But also diabolic
It’s quite symbolic
To call me a ‘holic
But still I frolic
When I get glycogenic
Pining for your taste
Of the full flavour laced
With truffles
My mouth muffled
When I eat
My favourite treat
My life in dire straits
Would be
Without the traits
You offer me
Oh sweet Chocolate
Thee
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“I’m a writer and, therefore,
automatically a suspicious character”
Alfred Hitchcock
Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Sailor, and a Writer
Looking into
A writers mind
You may phew
On what you find
Look in,
Carefully
Surprisingly
Lurking
Emerging
A
Tinker, Tailor,
Soldier, Sailor,
Rich Man, Poor Man,
Beggar Man, Thief
Peeping Tom, Stalker
Pervert, Prude
Sister, Brother
Loud Mouth, Mute
A
Antagonist
Protagonist
Killer, Saviour
Bad behaviour?
Winner, Looser
Coward, Hero
Or simply a Zero?
Storyteller, Liar
Truth teller, Denier
A questionable character?
Or just a clever Actor?
Psychopath,
Or, on a Path?
Writer, Politician, or a Crook?
Did I get you hooked?
The heart accelerates, …thoughts does soars The emotions runs late, …notion sums this: War Necessity to skid the tires: – To calm this cold enemy – To reassure these desires – To get off this old lethargy – To take off a lonely agony – To finally ‘truly’ address it – To doubt this funny […]
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