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Red Sun Rising

Mr. Sun awaken by Dawn
was all fired-red with a big yawn
Miss Moon waning away
from her pink fullness
wants to stay

they fought 
stretched, and yawned
until Mr. Sun won
 

Thus, Easter morn 
has finally begun

if you happen to be wondering
What the moral of this poem is
nature follows
patterns 
from the beginning of time
until Jesus (God) sets
change into action

Moose Encounter

Moose Encounter

In his element, with eyes glaring,
The beast snorts out of his nostrils
Like a steam locomotive
All fired up, flaring!
On legs as high as my shoulders;
His front hooves paw the ground,
And the muscles flex,
Beneath the thick, dark fur coat!
His head lowers;
Displaying
A massive antler rack
(Swaying back and forth;
And the bell
Almost touching the ground)
Preparing to do battle!
–I shudder!
And look to my escape.
Then things turn for the better.
The bull moose realizes
I am not the competition
Seeking a mate,
And continues browsing
As if I weren’t there.

I Like To Off

end
sofa ukk
ew
----e
did he mean shoop
or they and me
did he mean
so f**k you
yeah thats write
two times
Thrice you say
so faux yew
I say it all to destiny
to hope that never came
to all fired, by particles
to waves lengths
never swam
We are the ones
that f**ked us all
now feel ashamed
I AM

G'Day Australia

Good morning Australia!
How are you...?  Gday!!!
It's our favourite day of the year
And a national public holiday!

The weather is fantastic
And the days fully packed
Lots of great things to do
And the eskies fully stacked

Important things to remember..
The old slip, slop and slap.
Slip on a shirt, slop on sunscreen..
And slap on a hat!

The barbeques are all fired up..
The crowds are building up fast.
The footy is being kicked around..
And the kids are having a blast!

Turn your radios up real loud..
Sing along in your best voice.
It's the Australian National Anthem..
Come on now.... Let's rejoice!

The night sky is starting to darken..
And the momentum starting to build.
For the best sky-show fireworks..
Everyone watching will be thrilled!

So when the night is over..
Be trueblue and do the right thing.
Please keep Australia beautiful..
And put your rubbish in the bin!

The Game

The dating site all fired up
the red light on the door ajar
the neon light on the lap dancing bar
It beckons you inside 
the ladies of the night 
Don't  want to know the time
or even know  your name
The internet page checks your age
and just asks you payment details 
you put them on then watch the cloths come off 
sex for sale sex on show
but what most people need is just a hug.

A Debate For the Ages

Democratic front-runners take the stage
   All fired up with Progressive rage
Medicare for All, a higher minimum wage
   ~ The audience wonders about their age



  Ages as of Election Day 2020:
  Bernie Sanders     - 79
  Joe Biden             - 77
  Elizabeth Warren  - 71

Living On the Edge of Excitement

Once a habitual fellow
(who eats his oats from a bowl colored yellow)
(every day)
(it’s his way)
(He thinks of himself, “very mellow”)

while reading his poetry stew
(the words of fine folks he knew)
got all fired
up. Inspired!
and ate his oats from a bowl colored blue

On the Scrapheap

Oh in the early days you couldn’t wait to get your hands on my curves
Now I am getting older, you simply don’t want to know

The times you got my motor running
How you loved to get me all fired up
Engines firing we went the full distance

Suddenly you lost all interest in me
Cashed me in for a younger prettier model
Ruthlessly you cast me aside, left me all alone
All I need now is a bit of love and affection
Put some polish on my bumpers and I’ll be raring to go
How I miss you being part of my life
Even after all these years I still pine for you
Abandoned when I still had so much left to give
Past my prime, now I’m on the scrapheap of life

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Virgo

Well you are the Virgin of Chasity
All fired up in a warm shade of Indigo
You are the unification of cosmic
Forces in the shadow of Mercury
An adaptable soul but you never
Compromise your virtues
Born of the earth and the sardonyx
You are a beautiful maiden of
Royal dainties at summer's end
Your fruit is ripe and by a harvest
Moon your table is set with
This and that and it's never
Old hat oh at summer’s end
On a fat Wednesday night
Well you are a wonderful
Humanitarian touching many
A heart and many a life yes
You are the unification of
Cosmic forces in the shadow
Of Mercury and the last few
Days of summer all fired up
In a warm, warm shade of Indigo
In the wake of September
Enter, enters VIRGO!

The Lady In a Nice Dress

We both met in a wrong place but in a right time.

We were collided magically to make such stupid crime.

You wear a nice dress every single day of your life,

No wonder your hubby loves you for being such a cool wife.

 

You easily get piss if someone messes you up,

Vicious wrath comes out when you are all fired up.

You make simple things into a greater one,

This is why many of us believe that you are an incredible one!

 

You’re sweetly different from the rest!

Your braveness inside is truly the best!

I’ve heard a lot of stories coming from your lips,

So much well! Thanks for your recommendable tips.

 

I haven’t met someone who is so much like you!

You’re a person who doesn’t give a silly single clue.

What we see to you is what we really get!

You’re my good friend that I will never forget.

The Shapely Type

I know how it feels to be crucially tormented,

Experiences in hell were ferociously augmented.

Sizes and shapes are tops of their gossips,

Darkest words people utter are so like but eclipse.

 

They secretly laugh and talk about your weight,

Don’t be so anxious because this is not your fate.

Whenever they mock you for being such a penguin,

Be as proud as I am because you are going to grin.

 

The real issue of life is not about your bulkiness,

Confidence inside is the boost of your gladness.

Speak it now even though you are really hurt,

Don’t let those stupid let you go now in to blurt.

 

Just stay what you are and keep everything calm,

You’re a priceless cutie tot who can’t be so numb.

Let those fatty words of your friends all fired up,

Prove to all those bullies that they are all tapped out.

Soul Searching

Do you know what I really love about you 
golden honey flows in each step
having walked in my words 
stepping over clouds 
Even the darkest ones
every inch of my soul opening
 
From this heart deep inside out 
it's pumping only for you 
knowing the deepest part of me is wishing 
away with the fairies 
that I could kiss you 
on those most gracious lips 
Right now it would take ones breath away 
in a silent gasp

The whispering of awe stuck jewel
living with you such a dream 
actually gets this mind all fired up 
deeply in thought 

Has it been you my love 
that I have forever 
dreamed my queen
Thinking about you  
passing you one of the hottest kisses 
With boiling hugs bubbling inside for you

Just One Brain Cell

I sit here at my computer
All fired up with thoughts a plenty
Check the list for the contests
Mind goes blank completely empty

See the forms that are asked for
Look them up to get it right
Thinking what have I let myself in for
Mind still a blank still can’t write

Then a light goes on in one brain cell
Murmurings start to waken my brain
Just one line will do I foretell
Brain says coffee might help the strain

Then the light goes on all over
Words start to tumble from my mind
In no time the poem is ended
Submitted and entered it when refined.


Penned 08/08/2014

The Cat's Meow and Then Some

Mr. Kitty Cat come this way.
Might I beg you please to stay?

So all-fired handsome, fit and strong.
And you've been faithful all along.

Those eyes so green and silky coat.
How you sing out and emote!

Prowling through the dead of night.
Bringing me gifts at morning's light.

You're such a vision to behold.
Always passionate-never cold.

Appreciative of the things I do-
this trait of yours is something new.

I've never had a love so deep.
Hoping you are mine to keep.

But wait-I've had an awful thought.
You've set a trap and now I'm caught.

This love will never come to fruition.
For in the past I had a mission.

Had you neutered to my regret.
When you could have been my best love yet!


Written July 21st, 2014

'altered Needs'

He was all fired up
he had it all figured out
this was it, the end of us 
"I need my space" or so he thought

until she entered the room 
dressed totally different 
to what is “her norm”
a black dress 
with high heels
legs that go on forever, 
he almost walked into the bathroom 
door 
mouth hanging open 

"Err did you go to work like that?" he 
asked
“Yep of cause I did, I always 
do,"was her reply

Uhm,  it's the first time I see you 
dressed like that

Nonchalantly while getting rid of her 
clothes she replied, 
“Well now if you more at home and 
less "at work"
 You’ll see me more in my work attire 
then in my pajamas”
 
Gawking at her scanty underwear, 
He saw her swing her hips as she left 
the room

Confucius Joe was left behind,
feeling less desperate for space and 
more a need for closeness


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