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Gathering of the Golden Girls - Soup Convention

Four “Golden Girls” seated at a table
Grey streaks our hair, but minds remain stable
     Convention is underway
     Michael has something to say
He opens our meeting with a fable
 
It’s about a tortoise that beats a hare
Some of the “fast writers” begin to glare
     Joyce, Francine and Barbara know
     It takes time for verse to grow
We’re the queens of rewriting; this we swear
 
Iolanda’s introduced to read her book
“Lava of my Soul,” no gobbledygook
     We’re mesmerized by each line
     At the end we toast with wine
Joyce says, “Now those words took some time to cook.”
 
It’s Karen’s turn to read “Silent Whispers”
We see tears falling into John’s whiskers
     “Tears of joy,” Francine exclaims
     For Karen’s Best Seller fame
Applause rings out from grateful listeners
 
After the “meet and greet” it’s nearly dawn
The crowd starts to thin as our comrades yawn
     Joyce, Francine call it a night
     But Barbara still sits upright
We two remain when most others are gone
 
One poet called us “Late Night Cockroaches”
This indignity did not encroach us 
     We call ourselves “LNCs”
     Awake in wee hours with ease
Waiting for our princes to approach us
 
That’s when the James Brothers draw near
Peranteau and Fraser, to make it clear
     With two erotic writers
     LNCs pull “all nighters”
Knowing that we can propose; it’s Leap Year!
 
 
*Entry for Michael’s “A Table of Four” contest
At my table: Carolyn Devonshire
Joyce Johnson
Francine Roberts
Barbara Gorelick
 



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December 21, 2012

The world as we know it will end!
This warning the Mayans did send
But yes there's still time
After reading this rhyme
To honor Black Friday and spend


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Rock, Paper, Scissors

I have a theory to test
I always thought scissors was best
When I throw scissors down
A rock comes around
I should have done paper I guess

Next time it is paper I throw
And just like that don’t you know
His scissors appears
And my paper it shears
A rock would have won it and so

The next time it’s rock in my hand
I’ll win it this time – I’m the man
Then his paper comes out
Wraps my rock without doubt
This game I just don’t understand

But you know the next time we meet
He’ll be the one that is beat
I just have to think through it
Don’t know how I’ll do it
But somehow I’ll learn how to cheat

Mdailey	6/11/11

2nd place finish in contest




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JoJo's Memory

There once were two people online
Through e-mail their lives intertwined
They swore in each letter
That they'd get together
Neither one knowing what they would find

So one day when both had the chance
To see under what circumstance
They would think of each other
Be it friend, be it lover
Either way it'd be one heck of a dance

So the one went to the other's town
To see which emotion is found
But they must grow a bond
Before taking love on
Even buildings are built from the ground

The first day they soaked up some sun
Followed by dinner and fun
There was no stopping
Their bar-to-bar hopping
both drunk by the time they were done

They ended up at his hotel
"One more drink", she had said, "that sounds swell".
But the kissing, caressing
Led to them undressing
Ignoring their White Zinfindel

They woke the next morning perplexed
The ache in their heads had them vexed
They both had enjoyed
What they tried to avoid
Neither knowing what they should do next

So neither one spoke of last night
And both were nervous and uptight
But it would be a shame
to be pointing the blame
at what at the time seemed so right

But knowing it couldn't be ignored
They talked and their feelings were poured
They both felt confused
And a little bit used
But it was something they both could afford

When the trip came to an end
They enjoyed the time they did spend
With a kiss and a sigh
they both said goodbye
And to this day remain closest friends


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The Modern Pirates Life

Out apon the sea.
Its hard to catch some relife.
Or find some time to set willy free.

It's a priates life no need to back your 
bags.
Just grab a pint.
When in port avoid the sea hags.

Swab the decks and please if 
ya gotta puke lean over the side.
Be a good little sea bandit
or you'll be learning were Davey Jones does 
reside.


We got fish for breakfest supper and lunch.
Can somone please help the captain.
ya know with a hook for a hand its easy to
get your pants in a bunch.

I gotta walk  the plank  again ?
Hey it's really rude sticking me with that knife.
It sure would be nice if we put this ship in the water.
Do more than drinking and dreaming of the pirates life.

I really dont trust a captian with a poodle.
It really gets old being harrased.
And cleaning up fee fee's doodle

Dont let Larry steer.
After the tenth time  it gets old.
running a ground to go fetch a beer.

No sir I dont belive we'll run into the loch ness monster
off the jersey shore.
No I dont belive the worlds flat.
And I dont care if the five year old first mate swore.

The crows nesk is a perfect place to hide from your
wife.
Were heading  the wrong way check the gps.
Yes I really cant take this pirates life.

Yes captian I really doubt A mermaid stole 
all the rum.
What's the catch of the day?
Sea monster sure I'll have some.

The captian is crabby and it's time for the
first mates nap.
The cook isnt crying cause he's choppin onions 
Its cause he finished the briges of Madison County
yes he's a bit of a sap.

It's probaly not best to duel with a butter knife.
As we set sail yes mam we''ll have the first mate 
back befor sundown.
It's kinda messed up living this modern pirates life.


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A Farmer Named Brock

There once was a farmer named Brock
Who was proud of his timely cock.
‘Cept it rose too early
Surprising his Shirley
On the day we turned back the clock.


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Sweet Valentines series

My first sweetheart soul was  extremely sweet
The sweet fact, she was sweet enough to eat
   An agape valentine          (a·ga·pe [aa g? pay] 3 syllables)
   My beautiful Clementine
My fault, marriage not given time to seat!

My next sweetheart from the very first start
Almost evident that we would soon part   
   Creature from black lagoon 
   Must get rid of her soon
This sweet’s nagging, truly her state of art!

Most valentines are sweet enough to eat
Giving a marriage time enough to seat
   You wish you had of eaten
   It would save from repeat-en 
Romance is treat, alas she warms you feet!

For contest: Valentine Day Limerick
For and in honor of Francine Roberts


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Tax Time Again

Once again it's that time of year.
The time that we've all come to fear.
   They take every dime,
   It's tax season time
And poverty's getting so  near.

All year I try to scrimp and save
And with spending habits to behave.
   They snatch my savings
    Despite my ravings.
Depression makes my spirits cave.

No matter how much you have paid
Your hope for a refund will fade
   When forms are revised.
   You'd best be advised
They really want ALL that you've made.





for Carolyn's "taxing time" contest
Francine Roberts  29/01/2011


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A New Year's Limerick

And so a New Year has begun,
And old resolutions are done,
But whatever you do,
When making them new,
Remember to make them all fun!


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IS IT RESOLVED

The holidays are a time when we hold loved ones close

making New Year's resolutions to be better and not so morose.

With trimming the tree,  the gifts, the cards, the good wishes for all

Spending too much time and money at the mall.

Our hangover on Jan 2nd makes our resolutions go out the windows.


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Soul Mates First Date

Prologue...

Should I lurk or should I lure?
I really don't know for sure.
But at any rate I shan't be late,
For I do not wish to hesitate
To appear at your front door!

I will walk,
And not stalk
Along the way
Will not stray...
(Jump that chalk!)

For your face doth wait
On our very first date.
I surely would hate
To show up late
And miss my fate!

Epilogue...

Now it's time to go,
Wouldn't you know?
I had a good time 
And like this rhyme
I did love it so!

But we need to kiss
And then must miss
Each other's face
Away from this place.
(I'll remember this!)

Yes, you can now bet
I'll never forget
How I so love you,
And you love me, too!
(And also how we met.)







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Dawn the Stalker, part 3

She devoted her time to poetry and blogs
Addressing his many nonexistent flaws
As if his was the family, being neglected
While she refused to address his rejection
And became something too sad to even mock

You see, Dawn had succumbed to her invective
Unmedicated and overprotective
But of all the wrong things -
The lies about herself she struggled to maintain
And an impossible dream objective

And so, Dawn rots away
Her own twisted mind's slave
Spending time on a man who will never love her
Of whose affections, she is quite sure
While the ones who do care about her are estranged

She thinks only of herself
And ignores her child's wails
Mocks her husband's needs
She is the epitome of greed
And of failing mental health

Her words against him are an inner reflection
Of the emptiness that has become her own life's direction
She gets more repulsive as she pines away
And her husband is tempted to stray
But she thinks he is a fool to her deception

And most of us caught in her narrative live on
While she babbles like a moron
Taking her hate and lies wherever she can
To try and further convict an innocent man
Oh, what a sad old witch, that Dawn!


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From the Underside (Chair Speak Limericks)

Why is it you never show me your face?
My feelings are hurt, so you I’ll replace!
     Find another on which to pounce
     Each time your team takes a bad bounce
The damage you’ve done cannot be erased

Even my fine leather is marred with grooves
From all your fanatic football fan moves
     Get off your duff, I must rebuff
     You’ve made my lining far too rough
Each time you move, I hope the team will lose

I have already called a moving van
To transport me to a gentler land
     Where people of grace sip green tea
     Pontificating times that be
By dawn in my place you’ll find the trash can


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Yesterday, today, tomorrow

Hey, today's just today, you say!
Well, then, what about yesterday?
Wasn't today tomorrow yesterday?
And when tomorrow is today
Is today not yesterday, eh?

Yes, t'is not yesterday, today or tomorrow
For any way you say you must borrow...
To solve that old riddle you need to know
That you can avoid that serious sorrow
By admitting that each day is NOW, no?


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Where Did It Go

As I sit here and wonder where did it all go,
  Why did I hurry to get here is something I do not know.
My life has pased by so quickly just a blink of the eye,
  Can't remember all the things I've done or the reasons why.
What was the purpose of this it all seems so insane,
   I'm left with nothing but emptiness am I to be the blame .
Where are my friends and family am I the only one left,
   I guess because of what I've done this is what I get.
This isn't what I was looking for not what I imagined at all,
   There is nothing I can say or do and theirs nobody I can call.
Will it ever become clear to me why don't I understand ,
   Is this that wonderful plan was that God has made for man?
The path I chose to follow always seemed to take so long,
   I'm begining to believe that just maybe that I was wrong.
Thinking about all the things in my life that have come to past,
   Down deep I have always known that they were never meant to last.
So this is what it is like to reach this old age of mine ,
   I'm starting to see that it was never really about time.
Waiting seems to be all there is for me to do these days ,
   Untill the time that light shines bright showing me my way.
Feeling much better now that I have come to see,
  That there was a plan and it was made especially for me.
TAC


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It's Iron Bowl Time in Alabama

It’s Iron Bowl Time in Alabama

By Elton Camp

Watching football may be okay

Even following it, play-by-play 

However, I say, “Ho, hum”

Don’t care about the outcome

For I will use my time another way



(For readers outside Alabama, this refers to the extreme fanaticism so often seen here about the football teams of the University of Alabama and Auburn University.  People who have attended neither school get all upset over it and tend to build their lives around the fortunes of the two teams.  I think that’s going way too far about a dangerous child’s game.)



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Tone it down to ''at least for the duration''

Time does our earth presence sever
But the post office is clever  
And offers for sale
For its eternal mail  
A stamp that is good forever


Author's note: The idea that anything associated with this planet will be consumed "forever" is peculiar and laughable.  It is also destructive in that business holds the truth in shadows.


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Jock with his Cock

There was once a Scotsman called Jock Who was always stroking his cock But when the clock struck ten He then turned to his hen The egg basket is now restocked . 05/07/2014


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Annoying Image


My mirror continues to annoy me Its contorting the face that I see I cant be that old But the truth be told My birthday and the image agree


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You create a world all Alone

So many days have gone by 
I wish I had wings to fly
I would of never done wrong
If I knew I would be here for so long
My life is within these four walls
Oh how my life has taken such a fall
It still shocks me to think I'm still here
I still have to wipe away my tears
One by one I count the long days
Higher it gets the days I've been away
I never seem to know
The day I will get to go
So I created a world of my own
With so many people I've never known
So many come and go
Its sad to see them go
Some say they'll keep in touch
But it doesn't mean that much
Cause many who leave this place
Run far from here like its a race
When they're finally out they start to forget
The ones in green so many of them they met
No matter how many friends in here you make
Whether they are true to you or fake
Always keep in mind
This one little line
You come alone 
You leave alone


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Acts murder

lets Rigor mortis stiffly sleep
under the acts, of cold blooded murder 
and watch the cool driven cradle's of death
stab and bleed out 
open and wounded 
sheltered from none 
there in its, pool of darken, drying blood  
 
so now, murder me this, and murder me that 
how is it, that my enemies find me 
in any place, and any time 
could it be placed upon on my person 
or inside of me 
that you find me so completely

so is it legal or is it a crime
i 'm sure in time 
we will all have one up our ask...


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My Sweet Ride

~ There once was a car that never did start it sputtered and spit and even did fart I love that car dear to lose it I fear I shall never forsake that quaint Dodge Dart Each memory of joy of days long ago still fill my heart in times I feel low you are my sweet ride for we stand side by side although our time spent is a time in-tow ~ "Contest" LOL


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And Now For The Next Half A Century

.......And Now For The Next Half A Century!

Over 50? Bring it on!
Feeling so empowered
Learning now that life's for grabs 
So much to be devoured!

Over 50? Piece of cake
Sitting on my laurels
Fed them, read them, washed them, wed them
Taught them all their morals

Over 50? Feeling great!
Welcoming that wrinkle
Gravity -  go do your thing
My eyes will always twinkle

Over 50? Never wiser!
Learning to say no
Earned my moods lost some feuds
Now basking in the glow

Over 50? Liking me
Dressing as I please
Goodbye fads, hello plaids
I ve no one to appease

Over 50? No regrets
Think it s pretty nifty
Guess I ll stick around a bit
To check out things at sixty!


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Times Running Out

The days seem so much closer together now , It is hard to keep up. Months click by me like weeks . Is this my time running out.
 I seem to lose things more often then I remember annd sometimes I need help . Am I going to forget it all before my time runs out.
So many more soreness it seems and I am sleeping alot . Will I sleep my days away? 
My dreams are confusing to me , I sometimes am not sure what is dream and what is real . It wont matter cause my time has run out.
It's a wonderful thing this life we have , But it is much better when your time runs out. That' what this life's about. Flow with time and dont worry about time running out . 
Tac


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The reluctant companion

The wife plans a spree to buy all
With husband on board at the mall
But as this takes place
He just looks for a space
To sit on a bench in the hall


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alfred coleman

daddy youare sick now and my heart is breaking allthe way around!you have aways loved me and gave me what i need!my love for you will never die and we will meet in the heavenly sky!as days pass i wish time would last so i could spend more time with you ilove you true!im your only son and imss the times when we wher so close i love my daddy my friend you se from now and in eternity!


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Time to Read

As you take the time to read
You cultivate the knowledge seed
But take you the time to care
And please do be aware
On what your mind doth feed


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Letter to Home

When I look around... I See that It's abound
 Whatever it Is... It wants Peace 
 Peace of mind... An everlastingly Bind
 No racketeering... It isn't Blind
 It Sees More than what you see.


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Finally, I Awoke

As if I've been asleep, caught in a dream
My life took a leap, oh how far it may seem
The mountain was steep, still I reached the suns beam

Finally, I Awoke


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Old Straw Hat

                    The old straw hat was worn,
              Its top center was torn.
              Some scissors and thread,
               Fixed the hole in its head.
              Till it is worn out once more.


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FEBRUARY FUNNY BONE

The clock is rapidly ticking, ready to subtract
another year; is it a possible threat?
Once a traveler told me I could buy time,
but it would cost me more than a gold mine...
and he swore by the thick blood in his powerful wrist! 







Written by Andrew Crisci
for Linda-Marie's contest,
" February Funny Bone..."


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CHILDHOOD

Those days when the hours fluttered by
Like the wings of a bright butterfly.
Suntanned skin and bare feet--
And the breeze was as sweet
As the fragrance of blueberry pie.


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awake

awake, it has risen, awake!
it is time to make and take
it is time to think and be
Take it now for a robe
before the world rises to bake


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THE WEDDING CAKE

It is an important cake that I had to bake with out a rake so that it would be 
real   It has a special filling that the groom himself requested and has not been 
tested  a flavor that is also a favorite of mine no matter where I dine even with fine 
punch  It must not even come close to being dropped nor even flipped 

  It is a family specialty both with and with out the decorations with not one 
splotch not one drop of scotch although my watch seems to have been some 
how misplacedplus every step retraced although perhaps it’s in the van with the 
pans of sandy ham  maybe even on the can of Pam- wherever it is I can not put 
down the cake to look

 My book when last seen was next to the cake which was nowhere near the 
hooks my watch may have been there too when I was using my decorating tools 
with out boos but wherever my watch happens to be I am grateful I have not run 
into any yellow bees  I hope I am not late regardless of the fee because I have to 
make a delivery even if for free

 Well whatever the time even if I only get a few dimes and limes this is a 
special occasion   so this better be the right destination regardless of 
instantaneous regeneration of plants with out procrastination or any kind of 
hesitation despite some close calls that would make it   resemble the leaning 
tower of Italy here comes the wedding cake!


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Santa Claus Gets a Break

So many years of traveling back and forth to the
North Pole, where the weather's blustery
and the winds are extremely cold,
Santa always prevails as the Postal Sevice does,
Tackling hail, storms and blizzards,
His love for gift giving never wanes,
persevering through torrential rains,
But as time goes by, Santa's getting older,
The ride with the reindeers is like twirling
around in a roller coaster,
So, the elves decided to give him a break,
delivering the presents during horrendous earthquakes,
The ground rattled and  shifted while the little elves
presented the goods,
passing the heavy items around with pieces of wood,
"Many elves make light work, " they chanted while
on their way,
"Santa's saving his strength," in order to travel for
several more holidays,
One Christmas of rest out of hundreds was the world's
present to him,
Saved from his rigorous schedule and idle banter,
He was free to preserve his vigor and vim,
with all his free time he may learn to croon or perhaps
become a Cantor,
All will be merry, all will be bright,
when the little elves arrive  on Christmas Eve Night!



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Lizzie Lizard

At the hour of one
The housework is done
It is time to leave the nest
A sand coloured skin
She wears to blend in
Lizzie Lizard soon is dressed


At the hour of two
When dinner is due
It is time to find a treat
Any fruits that fall
She savours them all
Lizzie Lizard likes to eat


At the hour of three
Beneath a tall tree
It is time  -  again is time
How high I can go!
She calls out below
Lizzie Lizard likes to climb


At the hour of four
Beside the seashore
It is time on gulls to spy
How lucky they are
She thinks from afar
Lizzie Lizard wants to fly


At the hour of five
( So fast to arrive! )
It is time to homeward walk
Going to her house
She meets Littlemouse
Lizzie Lizard stops to talk


At the hour of six
( The clock quickly ticks )
It is time for counting sheep
Without more to say
She goes on her way
Lizzie Lizard wants to sleep


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Freedoms Not Allowed

Not allowed to chew gum anymore,
What will be next, not able to open door?
This may seem frivolous.
Will be advantageous,
To profiteer, he will know the score. 


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2012

Theres been movies and myths for sure

Only time will tell if there will be gore

So we wait and wait

For our what if ending date 

So now we wait, time is a bore


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She Missed Me

I remembered each night and how she held me tight
I remembered the way that she kissed me
The stars shone above. We were so much in love.
I would go for two days and she missed me.

Then I would come home. Her hands they would roam
She would say she couldn't resist me
Then it was time to go and I'd let her know
And each time I left, she missed me.

Then I said goodbye and she started to cry
The Navy, they did enlist me
We wouldn't be tying the knot, so she fired a shot
And I was thankful to God that she missed me.


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Echo of an Echo


           A quiet sound that lingers long with Time's every ebb, every flow,

                    memory is an echo of an echo heard faintly long ago;

                                                lonesome shore,

                                                like tales of yore,

               the waves of forgetting, of remembering just come and go.


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King Clock

                         Everyone huffs and puffs in a muffled scream,

                          hurrying, worrying, distressed to the extreme;

                                                         it means it,

                                                        each minute,

                  in the work place the clock on the wall reigns supreme!


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Thirty or Eighty

                    Whether at thirty or eighty, we all can grow truly old;

                not by the years, but by the ideals that we no longer hold;

                                                       of truth, that is,

                                                      of good, justice,
      
                     when we grow cynical and jaded, hesitant to be bold.


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The Poet, ‘Neath a Tree


There once was a great man named Poet,
He sat, ‘neath a tree, with Bob- his pet.  
He would wish all the time
That he could write a rhyme, 
But instead settled for cigarette.