Lions were talking about the ABE (amazing beautiful elephant).
Which one is it? Someone asked.
They stared at the newcomer.
You mean you cannot tell?
She had not seen the ABE yet.
The ABE came from the north, her ears flapping.
Painted in a multitude of gorgeous colors, like a monarch.
I see her now, the newcomer said.
What can she do?
Just being gorgeous is enough, isn’t it? Asked a meerkat.
I bet she might be tasty too, said a lion cub.
Categories:
abe, animal,
Form: Free verse
Written on 7/27/2021
By Gail R DeBole
Updated on 8/17/2021
My granddad’s five-dollar bill in hand
Was blown by a breeze through farmland.
Our dog, King, “saved the Abe”
Fetched the bill straight away
To return it to my grandad’s hand.
(True Story that happened in the 1960s)
Categories:
abe, animal, dog, grandfather, grandparents,
Form: Limerick
Abraham Lincoln
A secular person who stood against the elite and ended slavery
A Prolific President and brand ambassador of bravery
One Man Army and Alpha Bravo Charlie
An example of honesty for dishonest democrats and those who lie
We don't give and we don't serve
Hell deserves us and hell is what we deserve.
Categories:
abe, appreciation, dedication, encouraging, england,
Form: Classicism
Abe Lincoln returned for a day
He looked about him in his curious way
Mused to himself, must be mean pirates here
Everyone and his sister sports a blue beard
Categories:
abe, humorous, word play,
Form: Light Verse
With Presidents Day coming up this Monday, I submit my tribute to the president born Feb. 12, 1809:
Ode to My Hero: Dear Abe
At many things, Abe Lincoln was the best.
From boyhood to manhood, how he shone.
Foreordained to lead, dear Abe was blessed.
I picture him a farm lad poorly dressed -
kind soul and working so hard all alone.
Foreordained to lead, dear Abe was blessed.
Entertaining, Lincoln liked to jest.
Tall and strong was he when fully grown.
Foreordained to lead, dear Abe was blessed.
Great intellect and talents he possessed.
Many things he learned all on his own!
Foreordained to lead, dear Abe was blessed.
He led a nation facing great unrest,
for slavery dear Abe could not condone.
Foreordained to lead, dear Abe was blessed.
Feb. 15, 2020 for Sheri Fresonke Harper's
Ode To A President Or Politician Or Leader Past Or Present Poetry Contest
Categories:
abe, presidents day,
Form: Ode
When Honest Abe and Liar Trump
Ended up in the City Dump
Because it rained
Just one complained
Big Liar Trump, The Tweeting Grump
Categories:
abe, political,
Form: Limerick
Honest
Wrestler, self-taught lawyer, eloquent writer/orator, and man of integrity.
Son of Nancy Hank and Thomas Lincoln; beloved stepson of Sarah Bush.
Lover of books, animals and a good joke!
He felt empathy for the downtrodden and sadness, yet the need to persevere.
He feared slavery’s expansion, the collapse of democracy and failed leadership.
He wanted feedom for the slaves, freedom for women and a better world.
Born in Kentucky, he gained experience in IL., and fulfilled his destiny in D.C.
Abe
(Dedicated to my Hero, Abraham Lincoln. He also wrote a little poetry!)
Categories:
abe, leadership,
Form: Bio
Abe’s barber, Chris, got so confused
because strong cold pills he’d abused.
Chris hacked up Abe’s haircut,
declared, “I’m NOT drunk, but
EYES fail me!” Abe was not amused.
“For Heaven’s sake!” Abe did exclaim.
“Glad you’re not a doctor. You’d maim
heads—not only head HAIR!”
If you want to be fair,
just don’t cut hair when your brain’s lame!
January 11, 2019, entered in Joseph May's Limerick II contest Placed 3rd
Categories:
abe, anger, hair, humor,
Form: Limerick
Sixteenth president “Honest Abe” Lincoln
did a lot of mighty fine thinkin’.
Though born in a cabin dirt poor,
he’d rise to free the slaves with a civil war.
Written 5/30/2015
for 'A BRIAN STRAND JULY' Poetry Contest
Categories:
abe, political,
Form: Clerihew
How many legs does a dog have
when you count the tail as a leg?
Lincoln gave the answer of "four -
calling it a leg don't make it a leg."
What would Abe Lincoln say today
about the verbal gymnastics
that plague our political scene?
Truth is strength that empowers.
Printing money to pay one’s bills
is bogus when it all comes down.
Giving a person sugar
does not deal with his cavity.
Saying emails have gone missing
is not saying they can’t be found.
Telling liars they are lying
doesn't diminish depravity.
written: July 24, 2014
Categories:
abe, truth,
Form: Verse
WHOOF!
We are not all chasing our tails in the very same way
We are not all praying for the same thing every day
We are all just hopeful that he or she will come along
And we will find the embrace in which we belong
She’s chasing her tail with cockiness and guile
He’s using his witticisms and cogent smile
Other people use some subliminal style
While that one over there uses her tail to defile
There are people chasing their tails all around
And it’s discouraging not being aware to where you are bound
So we spin in circles getting to a place called “nowhere” with speed
All trying to get the satisfaction from someone else to fill our need
Our needs are invisible inside us but you can still see our tails
And some even resort to lies and deception when all else fails
As for me I’ve stopped chasing my tail and now simply chase peace
and if you ask me the cyber-deception should be sequestered and cease
(c) 2011....~free cee!~
Categories:
abe, angstpeople, me, people,
Form: Quintain (English)
May be is forgotten
I am the light in his dreams
Love and respect for him
In memories I catch to him
Walk to momentum
In love become of live
In shadows turn corner
Woves of fight walls in light
In clear deeds piece in future hopes
-Your truthfulness
Fight in truthfulnes making this country in destiny
We all in piece to survive-
Categories:
abe, peace, people, philosophy, political,
Form: Imagism
Ok Abe, you’re up next
Oh the fickle finger of fate
HG tags me..the hour is late.
I’ll be glad to pass on the spud..
Please…don’t drop with a thud
Our talented Abe will surely respond
By tagging someone of whom he is fond
This game is raucous, writing such fun,
For our Souper Abe ..take it and run….
Categories:
abe, funny, on writing and
Form: Light Verse
Not only is he my friend;
He’s the Mayor of my hometown.
His eyes oversee the place,
That I so love to be around.
Whether it’s canvas or a page,
He graces it with artistic hands.
Bringing out his desired emotions,
That his patient heart commands.
With a love for teaching art,
His creative mind explores.
And amps up all who know him,
To want to accomplish more.
We have the same passion,
In the landscapes that we shoot.
And have our haiku sessions,
And post them on Poetry Soup.
He has a vast love for helping,
And dabs carpentry.
He gives his best to the canvas,
And to the stanzas of his poetry.
His giving heart keeps giving,
And he loves it, is what he says.
He’s a master of the short form,
And his name is Abe Lopez.
________________________
For Abe Lopez, a fellow souper
and friend for his support on and off
Poetry Soup, God bless you.
Categories:
abe, heart, love,
Form: Quatrain