Jack Ellison Poet Quatrain

A Down To Earth Type Elf

When you get right down to it
That's exactly where I'll be
A truly down to earth kinda guy
Pretence is not for me

Others try to show a bravado
They think it's what ladies like
It's very true some of  'em do
But more like the tender type

When a man cries, the girlies swoon
Cuddle you to make you better
The mother instinct at surely at work
Right on down to the letter

It isn't difficult, should come natural
Just gotta try being yourself
Girlies aren't looking for a hero type
Just a down to earth type elf

So now you know how to score
A big hit with all the dear ladies
Just be yourself, stop trying so hard
You'll find the one, no maybes

© Jack Ellison 2013

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Gwen Benita Mason Gibbs October 20, 2013 at 8:55 AM You give great advice, love this poem. Jack Ellison October 20, 2013 at 9:13 AM You are my new bestest friend, my dear Gwen!!! Yee Haw!!!!! xoxox

Nette Onclaud October 15, 2013 at 2:14 PM you are a woman's man, jack... so finely written from the heart and experince(?).. :) hugggs Jack Ellison October 15, 2013 at 4:04 PM WHOAAAAA!!! Can I be your friend... huh... can I... huh! LOL You are a sweetie... jugs, Jack xoxox

Poet Tacito October 15, 2013 at 9:36 AM "I need a HERO...blah blah blah...to the edge of the night! And he's gotta be strong...etc" Sorry, I lost control there...the song attacked my brain as I read this. In ANY case, yes, be yourself. Always. =) Wonderful! Jack Ellison October 15, 2013 at 11:15 AM I think, for the most part, poets are being themselves when they write and expose their souls, their innermost being. Well in most cases anyway! WOOP!

Carol Eastman October 15, 2013 at 8:57 AM Mike spent a lot of time lately up in the air... On ladders cleaning out the gutters and the mess from the fallen limb... He made great friends with the Gutter Frogs... It started raining and before he got back down to earth... They preformed their a rendition of singing in the rain for him... When he sleeps they serenade him... Isn't that cute! Pay attention Dragon! They worked together and not one flame erupted... SEE! It can happen! Hey! Leave the Gutter Frogs alone! They're not competition! Jack Ellison October 15, 2013 at 9:06 AM Sounds like you have a good guy there. Tell him to take care on that ladder! Hope you guys all have a great day! Hugs xoxox

Charmaine Chircop October 15, 2013 at 7:36 AM I love the down to earth elf..and don t like the macho ken of barbie type..Never did like them.A lesson in your sweet poem to act who We are..Yep that makes a hit : ) Jack Ellison October 15, 2013 at 7:40 AM As always, it's so nice hearing from you my dear Charmaine! Thank you kind lady... hugs xoxoxox

Russell Sivey October 15, 2013 at 6:59 AM I found her, and she love me...now that's amazing in itself! This is a terrific and dynamic write my friend! I really enjoyed reading this supreme poem this morning! What a lovely piece, Great Work!! Jack Ellison October 15, 2013 at 7:17 AM Well... who's first to comment on my latest posts? Why it's Russell of course! Us early birds catch the worm eh! Cheers!