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Word Piles

“You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.” — Dr. Seuss

There was an old man, he was tattered.
He’d piled his words like it mattered,
all of his life
through trouble and strife,
while his wonderful wife, well, she nattered.

Oh why do you pile those words over there?
They’re taking up space much needed for air!
Forgive me my dear,
I like them quite near,
without them, I simply don’t care.

He pushed them and nudged them, those words that he loved,
but his missus attacked them, often ungloved.
The man only smiled,
which left her unstyled
like all of her wits had been shoved.

One bright summer day the man took to flight,
off to the place we often call night.
His wife was aghast
as she stared at the past
and those piles of words in her sight.

She sat in their midst, breathing a sigh,
missing her husband caused her to cry.
The silly old pest,
could only but jest,
she missed him, but didn’t know why.

Until she began to shovel and scoop,
all of those words piled like poop,
throughout her house
by her missing spouse.
The thought made her lips start to droop.

Suddenly a baby word drew up quite near
and nudged at her eye, releasing a tear,
which started a flood
turning words into mud
who then giggled out loud with good cheer!

Contagious it was—all of that mirth,
more precious than gold (what it was worth)
turning around
her well-practiced frown,
releasing a smile on the earth.

What she’d never known, what she’d never seen,
was, though he’d loved words, she was his queen.
The joy those words brought
was what he had sought,
to give to his wife who’d been mean.

Now she saw through the mud his bright smile,
amplified much by the pile,
full of whipples and wots
and twisted what-nots
plus words not used in a while.

The funny ones, much in disuse,
discarded and thought too obtuse,
pronounced with a quack,
or maybe a glack,
were enough to plant grins on a moose.

So she gathered those words with great care
She even put some in her hair.
They whispered to her
like a kitty-cat’s purr
and her smile made onlookers stare.

She threw out her lonely big bed
and slept on those word piles instead.
The man of her dreams,
although silly, it seems,
was the hubby she’d deemed loose at the seams.

Finally she really did love him, him and his odd-wording ways.
She reads his words without ceasing, on her many, colorful days.
Her nights are now filled with chatter
and nattering, nat-nat-nat natter.
Those words and hers, joined as one voice, singing a word-piler’s praise.



John Wulf  08-11-15 for Dr. Seuss Quote Prompt Contest


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To Charmaine

There was a girl named Charmaine
So sweet, not one to complain
Her words did ignite
Put flames in the night
Her rhymes are pretty not plain

Her use of each metaphor
Will lead to visions galore
Like honey and cream
They sweeten each dream
That’s why her rhymes we adore

She writes with class and finesse
Each line has her sweet caress
She flirts with the moon
And makes poets swoon
Her heart is sweet, I confess

So, Girl…here’s looking at you
You bring us visions brand new 
Your words are sublime
They have a sweet chime
For you're are a poet so true

Eileen Manassian

I’m blessed to call Charmaine a friend. I adore her heart and her spirit. She doesn’t have a shadow of malice in her sweet character. Her poetry is of the finest…and yet she is so humble about it. This was inspired by her latest poem….I Think of You. It is just…..sublime. I truly can’t do it justice. Love you, Charmaine….I truly do!!





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Moonshine

Observing the brilliant moon's shine
o’er the Isles of smiles is fine
a magic elixer
an attitude fixer
works better than any fine wine



*maayong gabii sa akong rayna


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Andrea's Poem Buffet - Tribute Limerick

A Lyrical Chef we'll call 'Dre',
whips up Writes for her Poem buffet.
She bakes Words into Rhyme
and roasts Prose in the time
it takes most just to cook a Cliché!



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This limerick was written for 
my Soup buddy Andrea Dietrich. 
Thank you for your positive 
input and excellent support - 
you are appreciated!. xoxo


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The Sweetheart Of The Soup



Charmaine my love, you're the sweetheart of the Soup Everyone adores you including this nincompoop If you ever leave So many would grief Probably thousands would leave including this old coot © Jack Ellison 2015


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To Bring PD a Smile

Our lauded poet’s PD
With a soul sovereign and free
She knows what to write
It’s sheer dynamite
And her posts fill you with glee

Her work just drips with honey
As cute as she is funny
She’s one of the best
And this is no jest
Her words are oh so yummy

PD, our hats off to you
In this site, you are the glue
Your poems rank high
And that is just why
Our praise is honored and true.

In Honor of PD
NOT for A.O’s Contest- I didn't read the rules before I wrote this! :(
May 23, 2013


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Tributick - Bev Smith

There’s a versatile poet named Bev
her words give my emotions a rev
for they reach deep inside
my indelible hide
for such work I should pay many lev*

*the basic monetary unit of Bulgaria, equal to 100 stotinki
(according to Macbook’s onboard dictionary)


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Tributick - Theresa Marie

O’er beautiful hills there’s a valley to see
Another more special, never will be
way up in the north
sweet songs spring forth
From the heart of Theresa Marie


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Tributick -Eve Roper

Colors make love to the eyes
Words can be colors disguised
from Eve’s poet pen
her paintings begin
artistry I highly prize 


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Tributick - Richard Lamoureux

This partic’lar tribute was so hard to write
For I did not want the wordsmith to slight
his words are precise
whether naughty or nice
figg’r ‘em out keeps me up in the night


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My Sweet Kimmie



I know a young lady named Kimmie A big smacker I wish she could gimmie Plus a long distant squeezie From this dear Asian sweetie Would sure put a zing in my dinghy © Jack Ellison 2015


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Connie Marcum Wong

              My dear friend Connie Marcum Wong planted a rainbow tree
                   Under Luna's night she wrote a God's Kind Of Poetry
                              Embracing mother Earth she stood
                                In life's garden- bird in a wood
                    Laid golden eggs in silver beds for all of us for free









A Tribute to Connie Marcum Wong,Moon Maiden of Poetry


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On Viagra and Poop- Jan Allison

Rhymes of Viagra and Poop
Our Jan will serve the real scoop
If fun is your thing
She knows what to bring
Your lips will smile and not droop

She is our humorous Queen
Displays the heart of a teen
She's funny and nice
She adds the right spice
A sweeter girl....I've not seen!!!

So, Jan, here's looking at you
For me, you chased away blue
You are a real friend
Stay true to the end
You make my heart feel brand new

Eileen Manassian

Jan....thanks for being such a sweetie pie. You've always been there for me!!!

Hugs


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Tibutick - Andrea Dietrick

sub title:  Always cheerful Andie

There is a fine soup poet called Andie
With lim’riks she’s really quite handy
I’ll also tell you,
it’s certainly true
the rest of her poems are quite dandy.


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Tributick - Catie Lindsey

Catie has a wonderful smile
Catie has a heart-bending style
writes poems with emotion
but no excess commotion
with me, her words linger awhile


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Kim Patrice Nunez



There's sure a lot of sweeties living amongst us Kimmie is one, her charms make me gush She lives far away But we talk every day One could say it's a long distance crush © Jack Ellison 2015


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Tributick - njeri hunjeri

njeri hunjeri’s a lass
with grit and plenty of sass
she oft makes me smile
and linger a while
with words that send me to class


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Big Jungle SKAT - Tribute Limerick

There's a ravenous rhymer named SKAT
who prowls prose like a big jungle cat
Check your door cuz she might
(if she likes what you write)
leave a word for you on the front mat




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This limerick is for my Soup
buddy SKAT who was the very 
first person to welcome me to 
the Poetry Soup community.
Thank you for your encouraging
comments and continual support.
You are appreciated! xoxo

08/03/2015


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Kims Poetry Gym - Tribute Limerick

An eloquent lady named Kim
works her Words at the Poetry gym
Limericks put on mass
while Haiku takes spin class
and her Couplets are healthy and trim!



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This limerick was written for my 
Soup buddy Kim Patrice Nunez. 
Thanks for your positive input 
and excellent support. Hugz!


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Jan's Sonnet Sedan - Tribute Limerick

When an Ode Operator named Jan
hits the road in her Sonnet sedan,
she keeps Lines in their lanes
riding Rhyme's rough terrains
and drives home every Poe'm that she can



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This limerick was written 
for my Soup buddy Jan Allison. 
Thank you for your playful 
input and positive support - 
you are appreciated! xoxo


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POETRY HEAVEN

oh what a wonderful group we make as we pen our poems and take a break our traits range from weird to strange in all probability certifiably deranged leaving legacies of genius in our wake


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Tributick - Jan Cervenka

There’s a somewhere Texan nearby
wait, “nearby” in Texas won’t fly
to Jan, my soup friend
so good with a pen
from this winter-Texan...Goodbye!


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Kim

A good friend to us all is our Kim,
Who wears bikinis when off for a swim,
Of course we all dig her,
With her gorgeous figure...
But it’s Jim that Kim is keeping trim.


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To Heather Ober

The sweet girl’s name is Heather
Wispy…light as a feather
She read my first rhyme
She thought it sublime
Her words bring sunny weather

Straight off she made me a fav
My little heart she did save
She liked what she read
My starved heart she fed
A boost to my soul she gave

Oh Heather, this one's for you
You're a sweetheart through and through
You’re eyes sparkle bright
You light up this site
You’re a dear friend tried and true!

Eileen Manassian Ghali

Some time ago, I was going through my first poems trying to find something out when I came upon this post from Heather on my very first poem published here, Dying Young:

"Oh, wow, Eileen... This is heartbreaking. I've had thoughts like these before. I am adding this to my faves - and I'm adding you to my fave poets list! You are awesome!"

Today I was reminded of it, and I just want to thank Heather personally for being so kind to a new poetess! How absolutely sweet. :) She is adorable, yes? And with one accord they all gave a resounding...."YES!"




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Judy, Judy, Judy



Judy, Judy, Judy... Judy Konos is the one I mean Not the famous Cary Grant quote, he uttered on the screen In “Only Angels Have Wings” His famous quote still rings But Judy Konos is the one who makes my old heart sing © Jack Ellison 2015


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Tributick - Broken Wings

'Tis a poet writes in shades
sharp and clear, as with a blade
words of night
words of light
measured words, precisely weighed


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Tributick - Kim Patrice Nunez

sub-title:  Kim and the One Thousand Aisles


Uh pardon, I think that’d be Isles
Also the land of plentiful smiles
like our poet Kim,
who isn’t a prim
she’s a lady who turns up our dials.


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Dear FJ Is Back



Dear Flo is back, hang out the flags It's been way too long, a real drag She's promised me this She'll honour my wish So we'll once more enjoy this sweet scallywag © Jack Ellison 2015


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Mistress Of Mirth



Her real name's Jan, the Mistress of Mirth She tickles our fancies with every verse Where are our “fancies” Are they inside our panties With two minds like ours it could have been worse © Jack Ellison 2015


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Tributick - Jan Allison

O ‘er in the Brit Isle of Mann
Lives a sparkling fire named Jan
With a flick of her wrist,
her poems give a twist
So, often I’m knocked on my can.