Our Man in Belize, dave delacroix: No: 51: Minestrone.

OUR MAN in BELIZE, dave delacroix: No: 51: MINESTRONE.

A DAYZ sans RAGE, a day where hugs and kisses prevail, a day of HEART, a day that starts WITH a new Start? How does curdle your Minestrone of Yesteryear? Get me a WITNESS!!!

A KICK INSIDE, that bambino who announced, I am ALIVE; who can forget the GIG, the UNCTION of your first embrace, your first kiss, the Babee, carried?

A DAYZ without NIGHT, that twilight,  that "joi da vie", that carriage ride in NYC Central Park or Paree-Bois de Boulogne, or Jekyll & Hyde in a London's HYDE Park where after midnight DOGS BARK and/ OR your shadows have no fear to tread? Cept the guilty pleasure of your OWN intrinsic-human  elexir?

Who WAILS for the immaculate conception? Better still?...

c.2021, sept. dave delacroix....."All shook up!"

OUR MAN in BELIZE, dave delacroix, No.50: Love Unlimited!!!/Corozal-Belize.

 

Our Man in Belize, dave delacroix, No.50: "Love Unlimited."/Corozal-Belize.

WERE U DANCED, were U kissed, was that in Corozal-Belize? Were U thrived, were/when U ruled the World, was that in Paris-France? Were U schemed, were U dreamed, was that in St. Petersburg, in the RUSSIAS, and were/when U lived or died, escaped the revolution or the FIRE, was that which drove U to me?

Were U DANCED, in a trance, when you CURSED or sprayed In-flections; that BUZZ that stings to break the wings of all adversity? Were U in flight with broken wings or vows, the kind of junction that kills the Cat's MEOW; did U curtail a LEGEND, did U INvent a Mask of Demitrios, the CHORUS of all mankind?

WHEN U DIED, though rumors abound, CAVES, lockets, Archeologists finger your itinerary in zealous pursuit of your BONES with salavic broth, a leer, a jest. that CONSUMATION of U, Love, yes Love. U!... NAMED!

When U despaired of mortal coils, did U take wing? A universal-visitation leaving your.....when U disappeared did U curdle a fond regret; the death of your spell or an INSIDIOUS regret? Even wise men and fools have yet to frame your symmetry?....Poets yet chant your POW-WOW! And all Lovers shunt in frenzied participation twix love and war.

Where did U dance my Lovely? Genetic Queen of Paradise and Despair? Were U once danced too?

c.2021, sept. dave delacroix

Our Man in Belize: dave delacroix, No: 49: ENGLAND-2021.

Our Man in Belize, dave delacroix, No: 49: ENGLAND 2021.

"OH my CHILDREN how can I lead U?"

Oh my Children how can I lead U, Lead U into terror & destruction? A Gunpowder Plot, negotiations with the ARMY/General Staff, over Coffee with that Prick-Chairman at the BANK of ENGLAND or several eminent investors of exotic Golf Clubs; all told AND in UNISON, perhaps the shit might fly whilst the ROYALS internet-ZAP their wealth to the Cayman Isles or Guillotine REES-MOGGS fly away?

OH my Children, who will pave your ROADS whilst rushing hoards stream "High-Street, smash windows, wreck your Lexus?" Who cries for the Bookseller/nobody shopping? Who cries for the Sally-Army Gift Shop? No-one donating? Just YOU, ya CAUSE and the RAVE down the Street and a SOCCER HOOLIGAN, the man, ex-policeman, in the violent street?

Oh my CHILDREN; wotcha-gonna-DO with them ATOM SUBS, sitting in the bay? Oh my CHILDREN how can ANYONE MAN/WOMAN lead U? No Prince, no Cavalier can REDEEM U from your plight? And all our tomorrows till dusty death debate our collective Night whilst CLOWNS/democracies-Usurpers sit on Britain's Parliament's throne?

c.dave delacroix.

Our Man in Belize, dave delacroix, No. 48: "Charlie."

Our Man in Belize, dave delacroix, No.48: "Charlie."

When the BOY KICKS or wipes U away... or the GIRL, in some scoundrels bed, or the friend who WASN'T, stabbed U behind, or a Political Cause, Usurped, left U, again, behind, and the Umbrella-Bank for a LOAN says "NO!"/when it rains or the "Times they R 'a-Changing" left U without a SONG, left U in the DRAIN and EVERYONE suddenly got that "thousand yard stare"; then U "CHARLIE", Charlie, can U lend me a Dime? Cause Charlie, Charlie  just don't SURF. A dude, a GIRL perceived with no spine! Charlie: the Boy, the Girl; circling OUT of time?

Maybe COOL in your 20's, 30's, 40's-GALORE but U'd better find your fixture in the WORLD'S  "Musical-Chairs" of your Folklore, that INNER-song where U belong, that VERSE, that CHORUS which GOD gave ya, C'OS Charlie, Charlie, U out on your own and Life's regrets assault your TIME like Piranhas!

Nibble-nibble!

When the Girl or Boy kicks, the GAL (or boy) says, "Hey Slick? Get outta here!" When the WORLD turns UP-side down and U got no Inter-net? Who U gonna cry to? To whom do U sing?...Maybe your last selfish thought? And all the WORLD, outside, goes around and round. Hey Charlie? "Hey watch Me, MOFO: I walk into my rainy oblivion!!!"

c.2021, dave delacroix.

Our Man in Belize, dave delacroix, No.47: "I-ACCUSE!!!"

Our Man in Belize, dave delacroix, No.47: "I-ACCUSE!!!" 

JACUSSE, I ACCUSE the UK, USA, CHINA, RUSSIA of FEMALE GENDER REPRESSION/EXTERMINATION in Taliban-Afghanistan!

I Accuse the USA. Cheerleader at the Rodeo!

I accuse CHINA!...Sweet Lady serving Tea.

I accuse Russia-Babushka!

I accuse the U.K. CRESSIDA, london Chief of London-Police!!!

I ACCUSE your SOUL; In shah allah or WHO in the ORDER of Angels hears these words!?

EDUCATION/TEACHING/ADMIN JOBS for WOMEN in AFGHANISTAN. NooooooO: AK-47 JUSTICE!!! INTELLIGENCE RULES.

c.davedelacroix.