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Last Night I Dreamt

Last night I had a dream
I’d met the king and queen.
I was among the guest,   
waiting to be seen.

They sat in separate rooms
and interviewed each guest,
When it was my turn,
I curtsied and begun

I spoke to only Charles
and even danced with him
Diana was there too,
she spoke to but a few.

I wondered if he knew,
If the rumors were all true.
That she was not to be
with him eternally. 

Then one day she was gone
She left her loving sons
her dreams to carry on
The work she had begun



Humorous Rhyme - 8/2/2013

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Popeye The Sailor Man

There once was a sailor named Popeye
He got through the navy with one eye
Wherever he sailed 
The dames would all hail
They knew Popeye was not a bad guy

Popeye you know had a sweetie
A long legged gal not to meaty
Olive Oyl was her name
Popeye's love was insane
For his love was always entreaty

The trouble you know was called Bluto
A very strong sailor who knew judo
He was after the girl
That made his head twirl
For he felt they made quite a duo

Popeye was not very happy
He spoke to his father name Pappy
Pappy said to him son
Get rid of the bum
You don't want to lose and feel crappy

Popeye was really quite angry
He was really upset and cranky
So he took his old friend
Tied him up in a bend
Walked away a proud and true Yankee

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The Garbage Can

There I sit in every home, 
in the corner of the room.
I collect discarded items
including bottles of old perfume.

Bills and advertisements
magazines and letters too, 
especially those that come
with urgency typed in blue.

You never seem to take the time
to appreciate what I do, 
with all this information 
I could really blackmail you.

So don't you think it would be nice
if you took care of me?
Just clean me up and wash me out
this way I stay germ free.

When you're done
Just line me up, 
with a garbage bag
To show you care for me.

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A Stormy Day

A normal sunny day begins
Black clouds have just rolled in
The sun will hide behind them
Signs of a storm to come

With winds so strong, they begin
Churning the leaves about
communication of all goes out
Signs of a storm to come

We rush for cover to protect
Things we love and care for
We beg and plead in total fear
Signs of a storm are near

It’s almost scary 
Day becomes night
Flowers close, birds disappear
Signs of a storm in sight 	

The rain and wind are here
We sit and wait till silence comes
We open the door and see its destruction
Signs of a storm gone by

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Trust

I was wrong to believe in you dear

It was as if you knew me well

I noticed a change in you

Why were you so untrue?

I felt like a fool

You lied again

How can I

Trust you

Now

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cruise ship

morning fog
a cruise ship appears
in the horizon

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cutting coupons

cutting coupons

from paper left

on the john

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Depression

To hear your whispers and your cries,
The anguish kept deep inside.
The mind not sure of all its fears,
Makes you think you want to die.

I’ve often wonder how could I?
Bring you back from where you hide.
To take part in your life once more,
Among those that do adore.

The way you are when all is well,
A difference  your smile can tell.
A voice we heard when you would sing
with tenderness each note would ring.

Yet something always keeps you there
Where hate and anguish have a place.
In a heart filled with empty disillusion,
Of all your dreams of grand illusions.

Allow yourself to take a step.
To bring you back from emptiness, 
To trust and love those close to you,
Give yourself a chance to see.

Your life can truly be
Filled with joy and ecstasy
The time is now for you to see
It all can be achieved

 

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The Bookstore

Sitting in the café, of my favorite bookstore,
Writing poetry for my book
I find myself staring at words, close my eyes  
And let the words just pass me by.

People walking past me, wonder what I do
I continue writing as if I knew.
They seem to think I concentrate
When all the while I hesitate

I’m looking for some inspiration
Interest and communication
Inspired by some motivation
To help me write with dedication

But all I do is fall asleep.
Picking up my pen at last
Returning to the words that passed
Is what I want to-do

Sitting in the café, of my favorite bookstore,
Writing poetry for my book
I find the inspiration needed
In the words of the poets on the shelves around me

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impending weather

rainbow sky

in the distant

impending weather

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