Rachel Meghan Markle
Her marriage to Harry - what a debacle!
Meghan wed the royal prince with ginger hair
who'd never be King as he's only the spare!
Educating Rachel
Now, let us try this again to write a document
With one letter marching nicely in front of the other
Like adding instead of using numbers to give the written
words prettiness, even if the theme is about unnatural sex.
The fact is that there is a diesel smell at the bus terminal
At six in the morning, when the cleaning lady starts her
low-paid work has nothing to do with anything, had they
They're going to university, they could sit in fine offices
and go to the hairdresser at nine, a woman who can just
read and write, luckily for the ladies, she skipped school.
The driver of the bus enters farts loudly, and that is ok
But I could have shown some respect. It is odd to think
If all women had higher education and looked up to the blue
sky, who should make my dinner?
over 2 years have past now.
i serve my time everyday,
not knowing my offence.
i work everyday to meet your needs.
how long lord, how long….
my beautiful Rachel.
i am not Jacob in this story,
i stand the place of Esau,
what was mine taken by Jacob.
still i will suffer for Rachel,
for the love that once burned hot in winter.
it has not yet been 7 years.
so is there still a slight possibility?
not only i be with you in dreams,
a life of fulfilled desires,
for it has only been a few days.
we were only children,
playing in the frosty air.
now we are young adults,
separated in this life that is unfair.
When the devil comes
For you
He will be in disguise
To take you by surprise
And free you from
God’s defenses
Trick the trust
You have in your senses
The devil he cheats
Wins your trust by deceit
Rachel Marchand
I need you to understand
When i come for revenge
The only question you need comprehend
Is whether I will give to you
What you did not give to me
The opportunity to fight back
Elegance as far as my heart can see
Eyes as blue as pools of raw beauty
A Yorkshire rose as white as snow
Rachel a name that warms my soul.
Despite the distance my memories won't fade
Of a delicate goddess I was unable to tame
Sadness and tears sting my face
The smell of her hair from a warm embrace.
Her happiness conquers all the negative thoughts
To have met a woman so adored
My heart shall remain happy, full and alive
Rachel Elizabeth, the true beauty in my life.
Archibald the blue heeler was a loyal one
Frolicking with his pal Rachel under the Southern sun
Up for a game and a lick to the face
Running around outside was their place
And Rachel McCrow was called to the blue
To do her duty and to be true
She lost her life to the murderer’s gun
Passing as heroes with her partner Matthew their lives undone
When the blue gathered to honour them
Archibald was in the front for his friend
He waited patiently until the service had ended
And then went home without her now his love extended.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Rachel McCrow was murdered with her partner Matthew Arnold on police duty in Queensland. Archibald was her blue heeler dog.
The stone that was rejected
now hovers overhead.
The sword of retribution
still dangles by a thread.
The careless laugh and squander,
the hungry starve away.
Men mock the storm and thunder,
deny the coming day.
They bomb, exploit and plunder –
of necessity they say.
And Rachel still is weeping
for the babes slain at her feet,
in Ramah ever keeping
her bloodstained swaddling sheet.
No longer do they crucify;
they poison, gas and maim.
No martyr do they glorify
or honour by a name.
But the greatest lie they proffer,
it is not that God is dead –
“He’s sleeping,” says the scoffer,
“on yon high and lofty bed.”
Watched Rachel Maddow with her studio show.
great studio show
her home we will get to know
on us she does grow
She seems to have been in
contact with someone who
had COVID so she will be
quarantining herself by
staying home and doing
her show there. Sad that
she will be gone for a few
months. They are making
a movie about her book
about LBJ and need her
as a consultant.
When Bayt lahm guttured Bait lehem,
no bagels and baguettes are baked.
As hummus and labneh melting down,
prickly grapes grown in Golan Heights,
Awakened Elchanan terminated Goliath.
Raising Rachel tribes of nomadic life,
goes to a mysterious hypogeum.
The underground chamber,
forefather of Hebron and Nablus.
Your thinking led you
to become a Christian
and your family
disowned you because of that.
You were the journalist,
contributing articles
with business-like
editing decisions.
After death of your husband,
who passed the sickness on you,
you had to struggle with it for years
until you succumb victorious.
A song played in the background
One that made me think of you
Snow was falling all around
A soft breeze was blowing too
I was lost in the deep snow
How I hoped you would return
Oh, why did you have to go?
For you, my heart still burns
That song played in the background
As my thoughts of you still do
I've moved on, but I'm still bound
By snow that speaks of you
Reader
Athlete
Cook and
Helper
Enterprising
Leader
Rachel Turkey Barbequed
Size of big turkey had been rude;
Not fit in over and caused a feud;
Answer sought;
We had fought;
Big turkey had to be barbequed.
Jim Horn
This actually happened to Rachel Maddow.
I enjoyed meeting the two of you from a far away land.
It gave me a little glimpse of life in another country.
We swapped stories about our lives and where we stand.
It’s good to know that there others out there just like me.
Because of the people from all over the world that I’ve met,
My eyes have been opened to different ways of living.
I’m impressed with the openness and kindness that I get.
It sometimes takes a lot of courage to be so giving.
Of all the people that I’ve met, and there are so very many,
There are two in particular that I wish to point out.
I hope that I will never forget Rachel and Danny.
In the short time they were here, there was a lot we talked about.
I’ll put you in my heart as a couple of new-found friends,
With whom I hope to continue to keep in touch.
Who knows, a trip to London may be just around the bend.
I’ll have to stop by for a visit… I’d like that very much.
Rachel is a Great Britain Paralympic rower,
Who changed in 2013 from the sport of cycling,
Because she had a road accident, left her sore,
But she won god in cycling in 2008 in Beijing.
In 2007 at the Worlds in Bordeaux, two golds,
Then in Canada at the Road Worlds in 2010,
She cycled to gold twice. But then thresholds,
Her crash in 2012 sent her into rowing’s glen.
In Amsterdam at the World Rowing Champs
In 2014, she landed fifth place for her efforts,
Then Rachel won a silver medal with clamps,
At the 2015 Worlds in France: so Rio’s talks.
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