Inside The Old Dark House: A Poem

Inside The Old Dark House: A Poem



An old abandoned farmhouse
an old country road
old signpost pointing to an old prairie town no longer there
sound of a dog barking
but no dog there
its bones long turned to dust
The hum of an engine running
in the old Chevy truck
no longer on wheels
and no longer with engine
sounds echoing from a distant past
maybe not so distant
the distant yesterday
that was our grandparents' today



Inside the windows of the house
curtains laced with dust
the calling card of decades of neglect
cobwebs cover old photos
of a time when pictures were seen on walls
and not computer and smart phone screens
pictures with memories
memories of people no longer here
and people possibly no longer remembered
Old stove
powered by wood and flame
and not the push of a distant remote button



Up the old creaky stairs
to old bedrooms
Beds buried under old sheets
as abandoned as the house itself
On the dresser
the ticking of an old clock
that no longer ticks
both hands frozen at the same time
12 o' clock
whether noon or midnight it now forever shows no one knows
but then again no one now sees
so no one cares whether it shows
the high noon of a forgotten yesterday
or the midnight of a new day that never came



Down the old creaky stairs again
to the parlour
on the mantle above the old fireplace
a radio with broken dial
and broken tuner
and a dead lifetime warranty battery




No sound can be heard
and yet a distant voice
a voice from a long distant yesterday of the late 1930s
a voice speaking in German
"We are satisfied with just the Sudetenland"



And in the center of the room
an old television
a giant of a thing
a dinosaur from a prehistoric age of electronics
"RCA- it's our latest"
today it would seem so last week
which by this minute and today's standards is indeed so last millennium
a set whose voice would say "I love Lucy"
and "we've got a really big shoo for you this evening... a really big shoo"




A TV that ran on an antenna
no cable or satellite here



The phone rings it seems
on a phone attached to a plug in the wall
a plug eaten away by time... and rodents...
tied in to a phone line swept away by the winds... the wind of the prairie.. and the wind of change...



The old radio creaks once again in German,  "We are satisfied with just the Sudetenland" ...



The old television with its old antenna seems to momentarily blip on...
... picking up a signal from today...
... in one of those strange moments in time...
... where it seems yesterday and today and tomorrow meet and intersect...
in some eternal now...


"We have no interest in taking Ukraine" the smiling bald- headed man assures the world in Russian
as the radio spits and sputters in German
and the phone continues to ring...




... Perhaps there is something the past can still tell us...
... if we have ears to hear..



... The dog barks...
... The clock ticks...
... And the hands show 12...




- A poem written by Christopher
  Sunday March 30th 2014.


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Haiku About Freddy Krueger Playing U. S. College Basketball

Haiku About Freddy Krueger Playing U. S. College Basketball




See Freddy Krueger
long nails cut off heads in hoops
March Madness indeed

Haiku About The Last Flight of MH370

Haiku About The Last Flight of MH370


Plane falls to ocean
there's salt water everywhere
sea plus flood of tears

Haiku About Hegelian Synthesis of Nazi Germany and the Soviet Union

Haiku About Hegelian Synthesis of Nazi Germany and the Soviet Union



Hitler + Stalin
Hegel's dialectics equals
Vladimir Putin

Haiku About 2nd Day of Spring At Vancouver's English Bay

Haiku About 2nd Day of Spring At Vancouver's English Bay



Down at English Bay
sun is high but breeze is cold
typical March day

Haiku About Russia's Annexation of Crimea

Haiku About Russia's Annexation of Crimea



Josef Stalin smiles
Lenin's corpse wakes in new form
Putin makes his move

A Short Poem About The Ides of March

A Short Poem About The Ides of March



Verily on the Ides of March
while holding a ment of parch
The noble Mark Antony read
Caesar's will on spot where Caesar bled.




-written by Christopher
 Saturday March 15th
  2014.

My Theory On What Happened To Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370

My Theory On What Happened To Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370



One of my favourite TV shows is the show Elementary that stars Jonny Lee Miller as a modern Sherlock Holmes and Lucy Liu as a female Dr. Watson.


Sherlock Holmes in books and in the movies and now on television has always been a role model for me.


Once when I posted a comment about Sherlock Holmes on a FB acquaintance's status, this guy insulted Sherlock Holmes saying Chuck Norris was way better so I unfriended him and haven't friended him back since which shows how much I like Sherlock Holmes.

Anyways the new show Elementary shows how criminals use the super advanced technology of this decade (which most of us are unaware of since technology is changing and developing so fast nowadays- as the Prophet Daniel predicted- Knowledge shall be increased to and fro) to try to get away with their crimes.


So it's having watched this show which probably led me to come up with this theory.


That and all sorts of peculiar things I've been noticing with computers and on-line networking sites and digital age electronics the past few weeks.


When I first read that 20 employees of the Texas based international company Freescale Semiconductor were on Flight MH370, I remember that bothered me extremely when I read it and I couldn't help shaking off the feeling that somehow that was significant.


That and the past few days how the world's best aviation experts have been totally baffled by the plane's mysterious disappearance.


So that started me wondering if whatever forces are at play here is something totally new and that's why the world's best in the fields of aviation are totally at loss for an explanation here.

So I decided to google Freescale Semiconductor and read and see what sort of work it is they do exactly.


Freescale has operations in 20 countries including Malaysia and China.


Freescale has a facility that operates in Petaling Jaya, Malaysia.



The facility opened in 1972 and is specifically designed for the manufacturing and testing of microprocessors, digital signal processors and integrated radio circuits.



The 20 Freescale staff who were aboard MH320 were flying to China to work at a Freescale facility there.



But here is where it really gets interesting as far as my theory goes:


Freescale Semiconductor also owns Freescale RF which does work on behalf of the U.S. aerospace and Defence sector.


Their work there involves designing technology and equipment for battlefield communications, avionics (which are the electronics systems used on aircraft, satellites and spacecraft),  missile guidance and electronic warfare.


Now it's strange that 20 employees of a firm whose work in technology could be used to bring down a plane happened to be on board a plane that mysteriously disappeared.


Now in my vampire novel where the ancient Egyptian vampire Set, the Egyptian Vampiress Isis and the Aztec vampire princess Qonzilqointec battle one another for world domination, there's a lot of intrigue and international espionage going on.


And things happen which the world doesn't understand but there is a message being sent to one of the other world players that the player fully understands what the meaning of this event or action means for him or her.


Now suppose some of the world's leading powers are involved in a race to be able to electronically bring down an aircraft, satellite or spacecraft leaving behind no trace of their diabolical form of electronic espionage and warfare.



How do you convey to the other powers involved in this race that you've become the first to master this technology?


By giving a demonstration of the Promethian titanic power you now hold in your hands.


Now suppose both the United States government and China are involved in this particular technological race (which they probably are).


One of the companies that may be helping out both the U.S. and China in this race is Freescale.


And suppose some of the engineers and technicians involved in this research are flying together on a plane from Kuala Lumpur to Beijing?

LOL !  thinks one of the individual power players who has achieved this technology first.


"I'll use it to bring down this plane that has some of my rival competitors' workers on board!"



And so Flight MH370 goes down without a trace.


The flight's black box recorder has been totally disabled and is unable to send out tracking signals.


All communication to and from the cockpit disabled.


The plane totally vanishes off the radar.


Hundreds of innocent people die in addition to the Freescale employees.


But heck when you're power hungry bent on world domination using the latest in technology and electronic warfare at your disposal that's not going to bother you any.


And so that's my theory.


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Haiku About Missing Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370

Haiku About Missing Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370



MH370
two hundred thirty-nine souls
vanish without trace

The Dolphin and The Bottle of Rum

The Dolphin and The Bottle of Rum



There was a dolphin in the water looking glum
When he spotted on the beach some Captain Morgan's rum
He went over and took a sip
followed by many a quick nip
He soon was feeling very happy
no longer down and sappy
He soared over waves and danced in the air
just a playful dolphin without a care
he passed by a man in his underwear
I say said the man who was a pirate
but I seem to have lost my pirate kit
inside was a bottle of Captain Morgan's rum
now asking a dolphin this may seem dumb
But by chance have you seen it?
Need rum before I throw a fit!
The dolphin turned red
then turned and fled
shouting in the air I am not a crook
leaving the painfully sober Captain Hook.




-A poem written by Christopher
 Saturday March 8th 2014

Haiku About Hitler's Ghost In March 2014

Haiku About Hitler's Ghost In March 2014


Hitler on Putin:
Russian who learned from German
I did it my way!

Haiku About Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers

Haiku About Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers


Astaire and Rogers
dance night away as top hat
tails meet dress and heels

Haiku About Phantom of The Opera

Haiku About Phantom of The Opera


When chandelier falls
a killer has struck again
Opera phantom