Best A One Poems
Hills come alive with sweet sounds of birds whistling tunes
Filled with harmonious peace, you sail within time
Gentle whispering winds through branches of trees call
When you dare to take the first step forward
Everything feels so easy embracing such beauty
Mixing voices of nature talk deeply flowering
Thrown into the unknown life is truly magical
A universe inside feelings explode in one gift
The soul eclipsing delight warmed with sunshine rays
Like a virgin being on guard of the tiger claws, lions, bears and snakes
Only when your starlight kisses clouds evaporate
Time continues and the butterfly waltzes freely once more
Crossing paths in this journey new beginnings grow
Small wild strawberries threaded upon a stem beg to taste
Opening one gateway within thoughts
Setting sail into another world beyond
With you salt of the ocean waves rise and fall
Upon rocks kissing pillar of strength
A cool breeze says goodbye upon your cheek
Loving spices land this boat on paradise sands where gold sparkles warm beams
When we meet at Heaven's gate batting lashes close entering a doorway into a dream
Written by L. Mcdaid & A-L Andresen :) 05.09.2015
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
If the clock is ticking, what will we write,
in as conjure a rhythm, a soft beat,
which resonates with childlike heart’s delight?
To do so fellow souls, is no mere feat.
Save by making mind in sync with our soul,
enabled only if we surrender,
can presence hope to succeed in this goal,
which we will later behold in wonder.
As we auto-write, partnering with space,
are we disqualified right from the start
or can it be deemed were favoured by grace,
which we claim openly, is a learnt art?
So here we are then, expressing ourself,
music of the spheres, that flows by itself.
With a one rupee coin having tiny hole
to talk endlessly throughout the day
to reach to you ,fulfill my goal
shower love talks you can say.
To talk endlessly throughout the day
I tied a string through that hole
shower love talks you can say
bringing closer our thirsty souls.
I tied a string through that hole
to make phone calls without a pay
bringing closer our thirsty souls
from public booths on my way.
To make phone calls without a pay
inserted the coin holding the string
from public booths on my way
dialling your number tring,tring,tring!
inserted the coin holding the string
to pull it out after the call
dialling your number tring,tring tring
soon this trick was picked by all.
To pull it out after the call
so that I could call you again
soon this trick was picked by all
to make a phone call now and then.
So that I could call you again
to reach to you,fulfill my goal
to make a phone call now and then
with a one rupee coin having tiny hole.
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*The one rupee Indian coin doesn't have any hole;
people used to make one to make phone calls from
public booths without paying by the above method.
You read the title correctly,
I realize that everyone's entitled to their own opinion
But, please read the entire story before you decide
Yes, I fell in love with a one eyed Minion
Like most of you I really enjoyed Despicable Me
and in it there was this one little guy
a bit shorter in stature, hair parted in the middle
Deep sigh. love at first sight with a Minion with one eye
His name was Stuart, and he was so playful and intelligent
I knew I was smitten, but alas he wasn't real
And although I could say the same about some humans...
I could not show this Minion fellow how I really feel
Wishful thinking flooded my mind
as I curled up in a comfortable chair, tired, but not sleepy
Next thing I know I appeared to be computer animated...
yet three dimensional...and yes I'll admit, it was a bit creepy
And there they were, a pack of Minions in the park
surging forward as one, looking for another leader
Then I saw Stuart nudge Bob and say, "That's her!
That's the babe that was checking me out in the theater!"
I was surprised that his speech lacked that familiar Minion dialect...
Stuart stood on a bench, and gave me the sweetest little kiss
He said, "I have noticed you in the movies, dozens
of times, but never thought I'd see you like this!"
Initially embarrassed that he knew I've watched him so often
the shame subsided as I spent the day at his place
We dined on banana flambe...and drank frothy banana shakes
Afterwards he serenaded me with a ukulele, with such style and grace
After dark, we took a stroll back to the park
Laying in the grass, I couldn't decide which shined more bright
the stars in the sky, or the twinkling in his eye
How I wished it could be this way every night
Stuart told me he thought humans were a glorious species
and that he loved me with all his heart
if it weren't for our differences in composition
we would never ever be apart
Then the sky and the ground began to buckle
All at once I was taken completely unaware
Instead of snuggling on the grass
I was reclining on that comfortable chair
I haven't seen him that way since,
I guess blu ray or dvd will just have to do
Although I miss him terribly, at least we had that one delightful day
Yes, I fell in love with a one eyed Minion, you do believe me..don't you?
2/25/16
"I'll cook you dinner, and breakfast is on me"
.
She always cries when she laughs
And every time she takes a bath
She soaks until her fingers wrinkle up
She’d give you the food off her plate
Everywhere she goes she is late
And she drinks fine wine from a paper cup
She likes to dance in the rain
Adds orange juice to her Champaign
And always stops to make faces at the kids
She skinny dips in the moonlight
Knows how to make your wrongs alright
And remembers everything she ever did
She listens when you speak
Lends a hand to those too weak
And always has a word of kindness to share
She drives a bit too fast
Waves at the people she goes past
And the wind loves to tangle up her hair
She gives until it hurts
She looks best in her t-shirts
She wins when she plays poker with the boys
And, she wears my wedding ring
I am lucky to be one other thing
She counts as those things that she enjoys
Once was a folk singer back in the sixties
It was surely my time to shine
Along with the great Peter Paul and Mary
They seemed like good friends of mine
A group of six, The Canadiana Folksingers
Appeared on Canadian TV
A couple of albums and two or three shows
Played banjo, sure looked geeky
Hi Jolly was our biggest success
Wherever we went they clamoured for it
Did I tell you Bruce played a one string bass
It added some charm I'll admit
Wife Linda was one of the two girl singers
Sure prettied up the group I'll say
Didn't make much money but that didn't matter
The joy hasn't left to this day
Not everyone can say they were part of a group
Twas a very special time in my life
Wish I could go back and relive it again
A great time for me and my wife
© Jack Ellison 2015
I am just a one woman man
Written By Dean Masciarelli
October 25, 2010 (9:10am)
I am just a one woman man
And when that time comes
And I meet the right person
They will find out on their own
That I am the kind of a man
That will take my time
getting to know them
And as time goes on
If there is truly a connection
And I know in my heart
that
they are the right one
I’ll promise them that
I’ll give them
A life time of warmth
and love and dedication
Hills come alive with sweet sounds of birds whistling tunes
Filled with harmonious peace, you sail within time
Gentle whispering winds through branches of trees call
When you dare to take the first step forward
Everything feels so easy embracing such beauty
Mixing voices of nature talk deeply flowering
Thrown into the unknown life is truly magical
A universe inside feelings explode in one gift
The soul eclipsing delight warmed with sunshine rays
Like a virgin being on guard of the tiger claws, lions, bears and snakes
Only when your starlight kisses clouds evaporate
Time continues and the butterfly waltzes freely once more
Crossing paths in this journey new beginnings grow
Small wild strawberries threaded upon a stem beg to taste
Opening one gateway within thoughts
Setting sail into another world beyond
With you salt of the ocean waves rise and fall
Upon rocks kissing pillar of strength
A cool breeze says goodbye upon your cheek
Loving spices land this boat on paradise sands where gold sparkles warm beams
When we meet at Heaven's gate batting lashes close entering a doorway into a dream
Written by L. Mcdaid & A-L Andresen :) 05.09.2015
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
"Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces"
John Ruskin, 1853
In my younger days thought much about fame
And went on laying the edifice of prosperity
That envisioned in the clear light of eternity
And might properly house the glory of my name.
But thoughts swifter than wind pushed my plan
Though the fair foundation has yet begun
And started with friends dallying in the sun
Scrambling awkwardly and the liquors ran.
Was too late to see my vision shape and rise
In the place of lofty peaks and towers.
Mind’s pieces drifted the conscious premise
Drowned by flotsam-jetsam in sluggish currents.
Later friends gulled and well-wishers deceived
And now have no regrets, nothing unachieved
Fragments left me to collect the pieces together
Spending all my time of bliss at ease forever.
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*This is not biographical write but based on the life of my childhood friend.
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Dr. Ram Mehta
June 24, 2011
Sixth Place win:
Contest: All the Little Pieces sponsored by Constance, The Rambling Poet
Such beauty that I see in you,
white feathers gleam in misty dew.
Above the water’s sparkling edge,
I see you stand amongst the sedge.
You think that I don’t see you there
and sway like reeds in open air.
Your heart I wish for us to share,
I know inside you really care.
Please let this be a loving start
and never more to be apart,
the feelings that we both could share,
much more than just a love affair.
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I see you swim beneath the wave,
my life I know that you will save.
Now quick I reach for you and then
it’s down my throat it’s you I’ll send.
11/08/2017
Am a one man army
YOUR THOUGHT IS WHATS IN ME
WHEN I OPEN MY EYES IN THE,
MORNING I WAKE UP WITH,
THE THOUGHT OF YOU SUNSHINE.
THE LAST PERSON A THINK OF,
IS YO WHEN EVER I CLOSE,
MY EYE SIGHT AND SLEEP
THERE IS NOT EVEN A SINGLE,
DAY THAT PASSES BY WITHOUT.
THE THOUGHT OF YOU IN ME
AM A ONE MAN ARMY,
FIGHTING WITH THE SHADOWS,
OF YOU GORGEOUS IN MY HEAD
MY HEART ENJOYS THINKING OF YOU
WRITTEN BY: SBUH AKA S.M.S
FOR: ZAMOKUHLE MAZIBUKO
Scene 1
Curtain rises. Spotlight illuminates a selfie. Notice her beauty. Notice her confidence. Cue likes and comments. A gentle waltz of "yasss queen" and heart eye emojis enter the stage. Cue **** shaming. Up through trapdoor in center of stage jumps slurs. A grand ballet of "put on some clothes" and "wear less makeup" attack the confidence of the girl. Audience applauds, glad it's not them getting harassed.
Scene 2
Enter from right strange man. Cross to stage left and grab hold of girl. Girl yells "fire". Audience reacts in confusion by the lack of an actual fire. Sudden flashback to girl, younger, being told by her mother that if she is attacked in public, to yell fire, for no one will respond if she yells rape. Audience woos at the reveal of institutionalized rape culture. Audience romanticizes the ensuing rape. Audience blames girl for being raped rather than man for raping.
Scene 3
Enter girl, walking through the cemetary of her femininity. On her right, "here lies her dignity". Rest in pieces. On her left, funeral goers asking her why she climbed into the grave they dug for her. Cue music. Orchestrations include the songs "Catcalls on a Dark Street at Night" and "The Hypersexualization of Young Girls".
Scene 4
Lights reveal girl standing on empty stage. Cue final monologue. Girl opens her mouth to speak and… Lights dim. Curtains close. Audience is relieved they didn't have to listen to the girl speak. Relieved they didn't have to hear her opinion. Relieved they didn't have to acknowledge her as being a human being just like them.
A humble heart is the hallmark of an honorable human being.
7/11/2016
One-Liner Contest
Today my flowing pen
Streams screaming words
Cascading to hungry eyes
And thirsty ears of waves
Of the oceans of minds
Waiting to be sailed upon
In the winds of whatever
The day has decided to blow
Into sleeping sails awaiting
To be blown into awakening
Awareness breezing their way
Over wrinkling waters
Tearing to froth upon healing
Shores to be absorbed by
Dry sands of hope seeking
Long awaited rehydration joy
Waiting to be indebted
To imagine messages of love
And forgiveness raining down
From the cistern of clouds
Of joy thundered with canvassed
Guidance pitter patterning
Divine wisdom in a soft sweet Niagara
Flow frothing bubbles of keloid
messaging memories of 21 years ago
When we collectively died and survived
Together in a Bermuda-Triangle less
That taught us how we can and must
Live together here on the blessed
Shores of the land of the brave free
Who must now seek to finally become
Debt-free graduates of the oneness
Of living together in a unified America
Where we have rolled away the stone
From the tomb of onement releasing
The onederful echoes: "...One nation...
Under God...indivisible...with liberty
And justice for all..." in this sea of life:-