Space Cappers, Part Three

By Alan C Hall II

For what seems like a mission of exile or provocation, such thoughts, actions, and perspectives within poetic instrumentation ultimately fluctuate between manic depression and cautionary clarity. Mars... past. Venus... vast. Explorations through three volumes of solace create unparalleled areas of aura. Eight more chapters of poems, lyrics, and personal angst, the journey progresses. The tunnel’s complete.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alan C Hall II
• Release date: Feb 22, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005086725

Alan C Hall II

Alan C. Hall II, also known as Hallzzz..., an artist of numerous forms of medium, including graphic and web design, music, poetry, and art. He has made it his life's mission to influence, innovate, and evolve what is considered art while blurring the lines between each with absolute precision.A tea 'drinkingly' athletic, detail-oriented, tech-savvy, and weirdly apparent man from 1984. Not the book/movie but the year. Former Navy sailor of eight years with a martial arts/boxing background and bully repellant.Man of few words, yet when he speaks... it's powerfully enticing! His way with words spurred at a young age as a student of lyrics, rhyme and poetic expression. It has later evolved from just art to everything that he represents presently.Connecticut born and currently residing in Austin, TX. Man on a mission... catch him if you can.

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SPACE

CAPPERS

PART

Three

POETRY BY

ALAN C HALL II

© 2022 Alan C Hall is Hallzzz…

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Thanks for reading!

To… those lost via Coronavirus

Kings and Queens remain long beyond this life we’ve spawn.

CHAPTERS

CHAPTER 0: FOREWORD/INTRO

CHAPTER 1: JUST ANOTHER...

CHAPTER 2: VISION UNCLARITY

CHAPTER 3: OVERWHELMED HELM

CHAPTER 4: THE TRIALS

CHAPTER 5: SMOOTHIE

CHAPTER 6: LEDGER LETTERS

CHAPTER 7: POINT OF EXECUTION

CHAPTER 8: AQUEMINI

FOREWORD

Sentence concludes… journey receives dues. What’s past is present once again yet learning forth can morph what chews. Much a couple of months can crush or lump when ways awaken and body straightens to strengthen patience. Done with distance since persistence couldn’t resist nor respect true business. Fractured by obstacles and artifacts, endearing eyes and sweat combats. A false sense of spacial awareness, is life a fence that opens uncontrollably inhibiting poisonous? What causes such contractions… passion, pride or privates denied? Yes, temple sufficient mental but butterfly hide. Frail unstable not stale, just fictitious to earn trust. If lust is rushed then rain will flush or cleanse… each is must.

Passed through two when one was none not expecting injecting shuns, yet here no puns or crumbs to confiscate within creative hums. Wake with thanks without restraints or baggage, sighting new tactics. Pivotal monuments with rich rewarded haptics. All math is this… lead and follow, solve today and plan tomorrow. Sorrow shouldn’t borrow nor sparrow spar when chasing stars. Mars was manners, Venus was genius yet questioned seamstress. Mind on mercy me Mercury… a menace but more to be.

Intro

Oath no time for prime examples visiting for quicks and cancels

Amples cramp control solely centered as goals mantle

Respond or spawn a severed savior when anger deflects each stranger

Wager favor as service approved, don’t danger remainder capper

How far should stars fall for spars marred in jars?

Hardly barred as keen would kin guitar

Repertoire a memoir unraveled saddled, frazzled in babbled paddles

What’s raddled sees face of grace, no sleep but deep embrace waddled

Fatherly phantom until such blush should brush a crush

How flush is thus to laver valor rather than rush

Depart apart in three or two however new to ado or ecru impromptu

Screw percentages, love does hard does hard does love continue

View value venue, we’ll seated and treated greeted heated

Undefeated but mistreated and secretly cheated

Uncompleted deleted works that bellow in thirst

First was flowing follows and mottos, now grottos reversed

Breathe belief from beneath, action coursed in enforce

Even corpses endorse… enter sinner or Saint, leave coarse.

CHAPTER 1:

JUST ANOTHER…

One… wouldn’t have expected turns out turn without concerns. Here one is in loyal bibs to sponge the values that live. Bygones aren’t even easy yet beset when corrections represent such majority minority from views or news one scan inspects. Sighting clues, filtering hues and chasing woos. Youth is proof that age alone is skewed to dues prior appliers