September is blessed with one of the best.
You'd remember him if you ever happened to meet;
Aaron is the name of that fine, dandy dude.
I'm building a tower of mirth with my virtuous dude.
We set each brick together - hand in hand always works best.
Today is his birthday, so for a fete, we should meet.
At a park, by a beach, or on a casual street is where we may meet.
Must it be a costly, boastful retreat when frugal is ten times best?
Simple but mellifluous harmonies created by a Pisces with her Virgo dude.
September's best, blessed to meet, and he's my dude, wholeheartedly!
alas
love's cast
cute boy
brings joy
just friends
fresh lens
looks like
luck strikes
sound choice
chill voice
vast arms
all charms
chums wed
well fed
fluffy
hubby
In Cape Cod’s quiet, Aaron was born,
A life of promise, soon to be torn.
From chess and robotics, to skies so wide,
He joined the Air Force, with honor and pride.
In San Antonio, his skills took flight,
A cyber defender, in the digital night.
But his heart was heavy, with the world’s plight,
Injustice and pain, kept him up at night.
He saw the conflict, the cries for peace,
In Gaza’s land, where wars never cease.
A voice for the voiceless, he chose to be,
To protest the suffering, for all to see.
On a February day, in twenty-twenty-four,
He stood at the embassy, his heart so sore.
With flames of protest, his message clear,
“Free Palestine,” he cried, for all to hear.
His act was bold, his life the cost,
A beacon of hope, for the lives lost.
Some called him a martyr, others in dismay,
But his message of peace, will never sway.
Aaron’s legacy, a call to unite,
To end the conflict, to make things right.
In memory of him, we strive for peace,
For a world where love and justice never cease.
The legendary teen idol Elvis Aaron Presley
was criticized for his gyrations, expressly.
And yet, this shooting star went supernova,
morphing into a teenage Casanova.
When this Memphis boy began to croon
he'd wildly grind his hips to the tune;
and flashing his ice-blue eyes,
he'd generate tears and sighs;
while making the young girls scream and swoon.
Born blond, he dyed his hair black
and the King never went back.
He seemed to suffer an itch,
the way he would twist and twitch.
I think I've fallen too damn hard for this man
He makes me happy
It's driven me crazy I think I've finally found somebody worthy
and the crazy is he sets me free
I'm just shocked he's my baby
and that he's fallen for me
he's mine to cherish, hold, and care for
he's mine to keep in my heart
he's the key to heaven's gates
and it's forever too late to stop my heart from racing when I hear his voice
his eyes got me floating by the stars
his smile gives me butterflies from here to mars.
he's mine
I'll love him for life even when I die he'll be mine
I'll still save his from anything that steps in his way
I just gotta say I'll love you everyday from January to December I'll forever remember the day my life got happier when you stepped in
even then I knew you were the love of my life
I love you, Aaron
Every time I cry I know it's all gonna be alright cuz you're by my side forever in even when we die.
forever mine
It's no lie
Lord bless you and keep you, Numbers 6: 24-26
Make his face to shine upon you,
be gracious to you Lord turn his face toward you,
and give you (His) peace. (2Xs)
Amen, Amen, Amen
May His favor be upon you,
to a thousand generations,
and your family, and your children
and their children. (2X) (4X)
May his presence go before you,
and behind you,
and beside you,
and around you,
and within you.
He is with you,
He is in you,
in the morning,
in the evening,
in your coming,
and your going,
in your weeping,
and rejoicing,
He is for you (4X +)
A-Men Amen Amen
A-Men Amen Amen
Grace and peace be unto all of you,
All of my love in Christ Jesus,
Respectfully submitted by,
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea/October Country
December 08, 2022
Aaron Rogers has lost his touch
which doesn't bother me too much
His team's record now is 3-4
with many more losses likely in store
League MVP two years running
this season for Rogers they've come gunning
No longer the toast of 'Packer-town'
Most plays find him flat on the ground
But he's 23-5 lifetime against my Chicago Bears
and it's even worse than that appears
'Cos in most Bear-Packer games his team trails late
when thanks to destiny or fate
Rogers mounts a furious comeback
as victory from my Bears he ransacks
So, please excuse me, I'll shed no tears
while I toast the end of Aaron Rogers' career
I started the engine of my wagon
And it began spitting the Fires of Dragon:
Hinckley’s alarming shots at Reagan!
But I kept firing Engine and Wagon,
And didn’t stop mouthing ‘Doggone!’
But they were still Hinckley’s insane bullets for Reagan
A finally vomited me at the Temple of Dagon,
For a Philistine bow by The New Pagan,
Wherefore God sent me a stopping Shagan,
With jealous instructions for me in Legon;
Into Smithereens blowing my wagon,
As idolatrous as Misguided Aaron
Oh, my boyfriend-on-demand
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of mountain dew.
As my fists fall from its grip, I am reminded of your squirmy nerdy body.
In the hushed, I listen for the last sounds of pee missing the toilet.
My heated Mad Face breathes inside my hardened soul.
I wait in the kitchen for your Ugly Head so that we may break up as one, Mad Face to Mad Face; in search of the glorious breakup, it's almost sensual saying the final goodbye of love.
A erobatics aeronautics
A irborne all ablaze
R adio ricochet rocket
O peration observation
N eurons navigating Neptune
AP: 1st place 2021
My cool and cultured uncle
Loved the theater, opera, art.
He opened up my eyes to worlds
That tapped into my heart.
In neighborhoods I never knew
He settled and he thrived.
His travels proved that from such trips
I shouldn’t be deprived.
He rose above his setbacks
With both confidence and grace
And every new experience
He’d conquer and embrace.
The yin to his kid brother’s yang
(That brother was my dad),
I treasured him as counter
To the growing up I had.
If we’re in luck, we love our folks
But also get to share
An aunt or uncle, giving life
A dash of extra flair.
Once upon a time a long long time ago
Prince Aaron was riding his unicorn
When he met his precious princess
In the enchanted forests of the Ottawa Valley
And saved her from flying fiery dragons
He was so strong valiant and brave
Thus started a romance that would last a lifetime
One day they would throw the wedding of the century
But for now the prince needed to go to sleep
And give in to the dream land of elves and faeries
As mommy continues to read his bedtime story
AP: Honorable Mention 2022, Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on June 8, 2018 for contest FAIRY TALE POETRY sponsored by ALEXIS Y. - RANKED 2ND
technology, trucks and mountains of toys
imagination triggered
five awakened senses
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Fortunes and fishermen
drowning in helium.
We should be priority
but we're
numbered
wings clipped
put behind bars as if
the sky has been ripped
from our grasp
and remains only a memory
in the aviary.
The word was boss,
top dollar diving
then hung on the cross
the word was still boss.
Along came ***** in pictures
the new pixels they sell us as scriptures,
but
nobody bothered to read
they just looked.
They'll celebrate revelations
drunken
besotted with their demonstrations
of faith.
But christ's on the freeway
doing eighty and
there's no way that he's
coming back.
Fortunes and fishermen who
hold tight to the talisman
praying
It'll be alright.
early one morning
born in late March
Arrived with a gust of spring
in time for awakenings
for trees to bud and come alive
for birds to chirp
their sweetest chants
born in late March
early one morning
in the midst of exuberance
as an awesome tribute to life
a prime chance for renewals
grand-daddy’s pride and joy
AP: 3rd place 2020
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