Before I begin writing down my
Bizarre thoughts in a poetic form
Beware, you have been forewarned.
Baffling blend that defies categorization
Bedazzled, you’ll be, I am sure
Baleful and quite a bit, say, unsettling;
Besides all that, you’ll be surprised,
Breathtaking will be your experience
Beautiful even and at times, oh, I say
Brilliant, for I write outstandingly.
Bashful I certainly am not, you see
Babbling drunk but speaking the truth
Backpedaling is simply not my trait,
But you will enjoy whatever I write—
Bewitching, bold and beyond compare.
To The North Pole Of Course (Part Two)
The farmlands, bridges and countrysides woosh by in a rush
then vanish before my eyes at a hundred and twenty six miles per hour.
My mind is traveling at the speed of Donner and Blitzen. It goes through a magical hourglass only to nestle inside a cinnamon scented wagon that is infused with the clanking of fine china cups. A peppery scent of hot chocolate perfumes the air and lands on my palate, sweetly.
While I am being ushered forth into Christmas, I sift through time, backpedaling swifter than Santa's mistletoe kiss.
I hear his rippling laughter and melt like butter.
My extra sensory perception picks up the echoes through the halls of my memory
and I say to myself, " I think I'm going home, to the North Pole of course."
Last November's Election And Now
Hillary's ship hit a mound of cheese
And the pied piper lead his mice
A Ferris wheel spins and spins
With Trump laughing her cow
She milked ghosts of yore
And spilled her mail
Then she's sank
Now Trump's
quenched
connie pachecho
6/15/17
Note-Trump's current approval rating is at 40%. From
what I see, he seems overwhelmed with the job,
oftentimes backpedaling his march into office.
Maybe whatever flame he had in the past is quenched.
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