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LindaMarie The Sweetheartof P S

  ~ Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P. S. ~

When it comes to a friendly hi!
One of the best poetry, hearts we can't deny!

Our Sweetheart Linda Marie
No one is smoother and sweeter than her- our peach tree

Always stopping by to say hi, no matter, rain/sleet or snow
Her contest Zany Zoo, one of the soups best show

A woman who never judged me from the start
Linda Marie, thank you for being such a sweetheart

Sharing her delightful poems,  a double doze for me
Oh Me- Oh My- That woman can write so much poetry!

I am sure she is loved by the poetry soup staff
LOL! How this blonde bombshell  made us laugh

Remember, when she took her laptop to a sandy Island 
She smiled, and shared, how the laptop was damaged with so much sand

Hanging out with Linda, it's like singing "Kumbaya my Lord"-- I felt her holding my hand
How sweet of Linda, when she invited us to meet her new Husband?

Linda Marie is loved by her very own BBF team
Letting us know, life has been more than a dream

Her heart so big, she worried when her BFF's weren't around
Leaving notes, making sure we have not hit a poet break down

She keeps us in her heart when we are not logged in
Her beautiful and clever/witty poem will forever remain 

Most of her poetry made me smile
Linda Marie's poetry had so much Style!

We prayed for you when we heard about your son
Thank you for sharing your faith in God. -Linda You're #1

A poet I highly recommend
Linda Marie my poetry soup best friend

Dedicated to:
~Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P. S. ~ 2012
~I"M gonna miss you, 2013
Happy birthday to you :-(  Don't leave, 2013

NEW NOTE:  
(STILL MISSING YOU) Love always, YOUR BFF -- 2014
Sending my Heart, To one of the soups Leading Ladies
RIP. Linda-Marie Bariana You are forever loved


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Happy Birthday Carol and Antoinette

April seven is joined together in two special ways
My wife and Carol Brown were each born that day

In so many ways, they remind me of each other
For each one has the heart and soul of a mother

Like a great big clown riding a little bitty bike
Antoinette and Carol are the type we naturally like

Two separate women who hold pieces of my heart
Although, each one holds a completely different part

Antoinette was able to see what no one had seen
Inside of this nightmare lived a very beautiful dream

Carol’s beautiful heart was able to help me to see
Poetry Soup was exactly the place I needed to be

Two very different women with two similar souls
Played significant roles in my reaching my goals

One helped me piece together my shattered heart
The other helped me keep it from falling back apart

I think I’m truly about as lucky as any man can be
There are so many different people care about me

Carol is just one of many I love here on the soup
I’m lucky to have landed in such a beautiful group

Carol, never doubt the truth in these words I say
This is the highest complement I could ever pay

To be written alongside a poem with my wife
Means “I Love & Respect” every drop of your life

You’re the very first to have landed in this spot
Old friend I reckon that means I love you a lot

April seventh I’ll proudly find my knee’s and pray 
You’ll have a wonderfully blessed special birthday


i wanted to write Carol a Happy Birthday poem
but I wanted to give it special meaning. Anyone
who knows how much I love, admire, and adore 
my wife; knows that for me to place someone in
a poem alongside her, is the highest complement
I could ever make. Carol thank you for the love,
friendship, support and prayers you have given me 
over the years. I'm very honored to be your friend.











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He's Sexy and you Know it

When I read your words they hurt a lot
Some men are men some others are not

Perhaps sex appeal he doesn't lack
With his power women take him back

He's a women hater of the worst kind
He lives to play his games with womens minds

Telling you somehow you are not enough
Through his dark lies you re-live some bad stuff

Yet in the end you come to realize
This bad boy is a devil in disguise

When you reject him he falls to his knees
You see the real him he is a disease

He never deserved you just walk away
For in the end you have the final say


Inspired by Becca's poem "No longer will she agonize"


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An Awesome and Active Mailperson

Walking, the mail man once carried a bag
Slowly, he now drives a jeep to mail box

Brown spots over my mail; a little moist
Like coffee stain probably from the gutter

Lazy! just sit, won’t get out the vehicle now
Months ago, he walked until women came

Hissing teeth, “Just suits me fine, he mumbles”
Recalled my dog, Ruff, chased him one day

Running, the mail scattered all over the street
Like ginkgo leaves spinning in autumn’s wind

Now I wonder, “What in earth am I to do?”
This new mailperson, different yet the same

First a lazy mailman until women appeared
Rules of the game just immediately changed

It’s no longer mailman; it was never mail woman
Now just mailperson; wow women have power!

Some women are awesome! Roses will be great
She ought to smile and bring much more mail

She may come to my door; sensational smile
Active! I bet she will get out of the vehicle

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©   Joseph Spence, Sr., February 4, 2009
©   All Rights Reserved
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Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is 
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which 
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the 
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine; 
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for 
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.

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My Mother

My mother takes me to different places
and laughs at all my silly faces.

She runs me a nice warm bath
and helps me with my math.

My mother makes me healthy snacks to eat
and sometimes let's me have a treat.

She takes care of me when I'm hurt 
and cleans me up when I'm covered in dirt.

My mother talks to me about all the dangers
and reminds me not to talk to strangers.

She tells me not to lie
and wipes my tears when I cry.

My mother always brushes my hair
and teaches me how to share.

She claps for me when I'm right
and comforts me in the night.

My mother is 5 feet, 4 inches tall
and she is the best mother of all!


by Ana Espinola Collins

I wrote this poem for children years ago....I thought today was the perfect day to share it with everyone!


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My Perfect 10

If I picked my Valentine
she'd be a perfect 10.
She'd have blonde hair with highlites
and answer where and when.

She'd be a little shorter,
yet tall enough to kiss.
Her reach a little longer
to torture us in bliss.

Her shape would be the bomb.
As sexy as they come.
With hair up for the moment
I'd meet her at the prom.

She'd talk a little faster
with words I'd say are smart.
Yet keep me to attention
in hugs up to my heart.

A smile just like a lion.
Her face a source of pride.
One to show my mother.
And then to make my bride.

My Valentine was perfect
as I lost her way back then.
How was I to know that she
would find her perfect 10.


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A Dark Fantasy

I’m on a planet with a golden kiss
It shimmers with glory, such bliss!

As I zoom in, it turns into a dark land
Peep in, I’m afraid, I cannot stand!

In darkness, I see a bright glowing tower
Inside, a plethora of so called ‘man’ power

Zoom in; I see ‘beast’ kind disguised as ‘man’ kind
Alas! Not a single kind beast could I find

I hear roars of uncivilized beings
And moans of so-called weaklings

I see a trail of emotional turmoil
Those 7 deadly sins wrapped in a dazzling foil

Gifted to humanity, his power, his grey matter
It separates humans from animals and allows us to shatter

The once created planet with a golden kiss
Will it ever show the signs of holy bliss?


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An honest lie

A girl who has beautiful eyes 
more honestly lies.


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The Poetic Warlock and His Women - Adult Content

I'm angry, about to throw a fit, and I wish a poet would challenge me.
Follow me into the fiery bottomless pit, and I'll show you demonic poetry!

I have a need to make a poet bleed, but no one can be found.
My mother was impregnated by a demons seed, and so i was already hellbound!

I may change my name back, and metamophose into my alter ego.
My back pack has more poetic bombs than Iraq in case you didn't know.

I am the Poetic Warlock, I cast spells with my illuminating writing pen.
When I grab my c#%k, I think of Ms. Comstock, and how I'd like to do her again!

I imagine being in the center of a group, several women surround me.
It's several beautiful women of PoetrySoup, and all wanna piece of my sexuality!

There is "Audrey" with her luscious ass, and exotic accent.
I'm a little tipsy from the wine in my glass, so be aware of the content!

There is "Deb" with her deliciously round breasts, and soft yummy lips.
I did her like I was possessed, and avoided being caught up in any relationship!

There is "Lay" with her angelic face, long legs, and thick thighs.
Such style and grace, for that booty in them levi's looks like paradise!

There is "Ali" who is sweet and innocent, yet ready to go down.
She blew me like an instrument, and so I passed her my crown.

There was Madison, A/K/A, "Ms. Poe," but she could not handle the humor in my 
poetry.
It was a poetic TKO, when I told her, 'I'll take her poetic virginity!'

There was beautiful Jennifer who wrote with a dark pen, and I felt our spiritual 
connection.
But I soon recognized her ugly sin, which deflated my raging erection!

There was my sexy Latina sister Skat, who played both sides of the fence.
My salsa couldn't tame this pussycat, but still I had plenty of confidence!

There was P.D. who thought she had me possessed, yet she was in love with a drag 
queen.
I just wanted soupers to know who's best, so I introduced her to my poetic 
guillotine!

So many women along the way, and all were she-devils in disquise.
I've kept all these poets lingerie, still inhale their scent, and fantasize!

As I end this last couplet, how can I foget the first woman that touched me.
Charma's sexuality was like playing Russian roulette, and I wanted no part of her 
poetry!


NOTE: This poem was written all in fun, imagination, and to satisfy my own dark 
humor. If poets take offense, they should just frankly "Lighten the hell up"



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His Ass A Tale

His ass; a tale each women said.
Of one held high - he rendered it.
Like men of past to honour it.
A rogue like him - a dawn of wit.

They followed him a stern dead hem.
Each judged him; sire'd for him.
To each love they were fair and grim.
And some would say they're all a whim.

Some do bawk and claim him nay.
Most keep circles; waits and times.
Elite approach to spread their chimes.
While late provoke him for his crimes.

One man's wake that goes oblivious.
Her clueless cause for dancing.
Love together comes 'a prancing.
THE END; his soul will wait for lancing.


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Right girls

Girls aren't sure if they are always bright.
And they are often absolutely right.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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Blue Women

If married women were painted blue
so men knew who to hit on to.
And fatter women came with numbers
so men could tease their weight than wonders.

If meaner women wore bright socks
so men could save themselves hard knocks.
And stupid women's shirts had stripes
that dumb old men could find their types.

If all these wonders became true.
The day when women paint themselves blue.


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George Dunlop Leslie : Potpourri

It takes planning, a graveled path, herb sets
to create a heavenly perfume

some time around bloom time
excess pruned down by a third and hung.

We see a bit of the hanging God then
in the silky down of lavender, thyme

offer homage of pressed violets, 
golden suns of marigold as tune of awe.

The mincing of the mints is heavenly
as candy, sharp peppermint, mellow lemon balm,

the bedding down of chamomile, poppy maw,
the spiral sweets and gingered leaves of geranium

shavings of orris root, too many iris anyway
so free them all and set the scent create a smelly sum.

Add carnation stars, sticky sweet hollows of fennel
to tell the men, here is where the women live

won’t you remember your marjoram, your rosemary
with the pots on to boil, or laying head on crisp sheets and sigh.

It all takes planning, to decorate, alleviate, scent
create the corners of a life. Let’s go set the herbs.

Then breathe in the heavenly scent of potpourri lent
as offering, homage to all the plenty wonder of our lives.


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peduncle prick

betwixt the circuitous cocoon of rose hips wrestles a world of unfathomable infamy 
induced by light and shadow murmur influences ridicules scent.

conscripted into nature's loggerhead shrike chirp by forces unknown
influenced by the pestilence of greeds monkey see monkey do, ovary retards.

up from the grave of the anchor root rises the sun of expansion
cleansing the cane to shoulder its crown watching bud eye fornicate.

obliging the filament petition to pullulate the wind bats its lash
awakening the anther to feed its feeder roots.

efflorescent anatomy of stamen and pistil captivate beauties awe
apathy will bloom its withered rose until perceived with the nose!


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Unreadable

Drinking in the reflections of you                                                                                Your poker face on I’ve not a clue                                                                                 All the right moves one step ahead                                                                            Calls are opaque and never shed                                                                                   Lightly your misty eyes do betray                                                                              Closer I draw the heart does weigh                                                                      Balances are overturned today                                                                                        If it was not it should be written                                                                                    By your beauty I was smitten


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Why ladies keep themselves always clean

Ladies keep themselves always clean, 
if some gentleman by chance will lean.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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The real beauty's No

The real beauty's "No" 
does not offend, you know.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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Our age

Even our serious age
does not make us all sage.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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A lady in arms

A lady in arms 
more rapidly charms.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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A marriage and a bet

One’s meanness and the other’s foolishness abet
them in arranging both a marriage and a bet. 

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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An itch

An itch 
reveals a bitch.

Volodymyr Knyr
2013


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The smartest cavaliers

The smartest cavaliers at the command 'To horse!' 
contrive to be in time for both a horse and whores.

Volodymyr Knyr 
2014


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A chick and a crone

Any chick is prone 
to become a crone.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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Ale and love

If there's not enough ale 
all attempts to love fail.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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Racketeers and tears

Some rich men are bored to tears 
with visiting racketeers.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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Eve

Only Eve is a madam, 
who is known from Adam.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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White and black

The only thing the white people lack 
is something black.

Volodymyr Knyr
2013


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By fluke

Unpretty women by only fluke
can give their children a pretty look.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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LADIES FIRST

FOR SO LONG WOMEN HAVE BEEN CONSIDERED SECOND CLASS NOTHING BUT SERVANTS, MAIDS AND CHILD BEARERS.

BUT NO MORE WOMEN BEGAN TO VIEW THEMSELVES AS RESPECTABLE AND OPINIONATED WOMEN.

WITH MORE THAN A PHYSIQUE OR A SKILL FOR COOKING BUT WOMEN WHO HAD A BUSINESS SENSE AND THE BRAINS TO BECOME ANYTHING THEY WANT TO BE.

FOR MORE THAN 2 CENTURIES WOMEN HAVE OVERCOME MANY OBSTACLES WHILE TRYING TO BE WIVES AND MOTHERS AS WELL.


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A skin peel

The thorougher the skin peel, 
the stronger the sex apeal.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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A VIP

A VIP while making pee 
looks like a not-quite VIP.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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The rest

Usually the best 
is among the rest.

Volodymyr Knyr 
2014


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On how to slacken men's pace

A lady slackens men's pace 
by only a pretty face.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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Show Them Which Way

Show Them Which Way

World may have blanks as well as zeroes
But many in military happen to be heroes
Leaders who always love our great land
Which is what our gracious God had planned.

God placed them on this tremendous earth
And each one he made was beyond all worth
Soldiers' and sailors' souls shall constantly
Live bravely in America home of the free.

President, professor or people of means
Should surely be shown all of the scenes
Not only that will be an astounding sequel
To God's story which never had an equal.

God's Son will soon return here again
To be with the military's women and men
Who worshipped and prayed through dying day
To heaven, God will show them which way.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran


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beyond comprehension of reason

my appreciation of your friendship is beyond comprehension of reason
the sincerity of your love and your loyalty is my strongest common denominator for breathing

the fresh air feels nice and your company is always welcome
for it is this company that i become to count on that i receive so very seldom

as we begin another excursion into the endless empire of the great unknown,
i pray that you know how indebted i am for all the positivity and the internal fun shown

i know God love all men and women beyond comprehension of worldly ways
when the world as we know it becomes a portrait of masterful creations, i happily conform myself into a dandy daze


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Battle Cry

Leaders yell,  Leaders scream, taking no more.
Men howl,  men swear, calling out for war.

Soldiers march, Soldiers pray, going to face death.
women weep, women wait, holding their breath.

Soldiers stalk, Soldiers charge, running to the wire.
Leaders yell, leaders scream, commanding them to fire.

Bullets sing, Bullets whine, flying all around.
Bombs sail, Bombs burst, slamming into the ground.

Troops scream, troops fall, help a wounded friend.
People cry, people cheer, praising the wars end.

Soldiers march, soldiers smile, walking along so proud.
Women wave, women wink, yelling their love aloud.

Leaders watch, leaders wait, planning the next war.
Soldiers watch, soldiers wait, wanting peace more.


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Have you ever

Have you ever loved someone so much that it hurts to be a part?

There love burns like the eternal flame deep within your heart.

Have you ever needed someone so much that without them you just cry?

Like a love that last forever and will never die.

Have you ever wanted someone so much that they never leave your mind?

As if to be with them some how stops all time.

Have you ever found someone that is truly your best friend?

Someone who always has the time with you to spend.

Have you ever found someone that makes your heart race?

Just thinking of her kiss and the way that she tastes.

Have you ever found a girl who tastes like a sweet peach?

A girl who with one look can stop your speech.

Have you ever found a women who will give her heart to you?

A women who will promises to always be true.

I found this women who i thought was just a dream.

Now i know what true love is i know just what they mean.

Many poets talk of women and compair them to many things.

Like the beauty of a flower or the song that a bird sings.

But she is so wonderful that nothing ive experienced can even compair.

To the way she feels when shes in my arms and just knowing she is there.

So as i finish this i would just like to say.

Deanna i love you more each and every day.



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Some Time ago . . .

In a time when War bred pure malevolence and sheer cunning
In a time when women were just adornment of fruitful raison d etre
When pillaging and plunder ruled spaces humanity filled yonder
When nature's heart was adept to solitary bliss thereunder
When waterfalls thundered overhead in colossal wonder

In a time when deep dark days were few
And powerplay hurt just animals a few
In a time wherein women bare kith and kin
And talking seemed out of the question

That is the talk of times gone by
Which wandered by and fairly flew by