Best Alexis Poems
Old King Troll
Had a very long pole
And a very long pole had he
He called for his wife (she’s his trouble and strife)
And he called for his mistresses three
King Troll sat in the middle … his wife said you’re on the fiddle
This fact King Troll couldn’t deny
All the women took a swipe at him and gave him a black eye!
Alexis challenged me to do a parody of Old King Cole nursery rhyme
10~03~16
Where is the magic?
We all start out knowing magic.
We are born with hurricanes
and whirlwinds, oceans
and galaxies inside us.
We are able to sing to birds
and read the clouds
and see the destiny
in grains of sand.
But we have forgotten the magic
and we feel without compass,
alone and desperately,
only selfishness, only pain,
fear and darkness.
But, magic of love has never
disappeared from the life,
the love hold the life.
I love a flower,
i stretch my hand
and touch his soft leaves
and it sends me a sweet smell.
it's a tacit love,
in the sense of wonder
we found in each other,
secret signals from another life
that bring poetry to my heart.
French, English or Greek
Alexis defends them all
This beautiful name means
Help and Defend
A poet of sound she is
Honest true and strong
Generating laughter
While blending in fear
Steadfast she is among us
Weak I have never seen
Strong are her words
Creating unique poetry
Always standing by me
Waiting and wanting to help
Named with the perfect name
Always helping and defending
Dedicated to my soup poetry buddy and friend: Alexis
Original nursery rhyme ~ Old King Cole
“Old King Cole was a merry old soul
And a merry old soul was he;
He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl
And he called for his fiddlers three.
Every fiddler he had a fiddle,
And a very fine fiddle had he;
Oh there’s none so rare, as can compare
With King Cole and his fiddlers three"
My original parody
Old King Troll had a very long pole
And a very long pole had he
He called for his wife (she’s his trouble and strife)
And he called for his mistresses three
King Troll sat in the middle …his wife said you’re on the fiddle
This fact King Troll couldn’t deny
All the women took a swipe at him
and gave him a black eye!
Alexis challenged me to do a parody of Old King Cole nursery rhyme
10~03~16
New Poem
Old King Troll was out of control
An Internet stalker was he
He sat at his desk (he was really grotesque)
And he made lives a misery
With computer sites he’d fiddle, (only leaving for a piddle)
He would lurk there for many hours
The cops finally caught up with him
And now he’s put behind bars!
Poem re written 10~23~16
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10~23~16
Don’t tell me the stars
stopped to dream.
Don’t tell me the birds don’t fly.
Don’t tell me the kids
stopped crying.
Don’t tell me the lovers are lost.
Observes occur around you.
Listen blessings dropping
their blossoms arround you.
Don’t tell me!
I saw a angel on heaven
and he invited me
to be neighbors to the stars.
''How can i fly? I don't have wings''.
''I know you're encased
in an old human's body
with frozen souls and
unused magical dreams''.
''But remember,
you know quiet well,
deep within you,
that there is only a single magic,
a single power and that
is called loving.
Love is Your wings''.
A writer, who also loves dance,
Life, good music, and making friends;
Eagerly setting her own trends,
Xeroxing sweetness in advance.
Inspired, a creative trance
Sparks a creative ode, that blends
Favorable phrases, that send
A nice message that takes a stance.
Not all girls deserve such an ode,
That takes such an effort to write.
Rarely, does my creative code
Offer me the chance to shed light.
Yet, I walk this creative road,
So that I can climb a new height.
In Britain a trump is a fart
My father perfected his art
Foul farts he would push
Right out of his tush
Gasping for fresh air I would dart!
So... I guess that means the Potus is just an old wind bag
10/27/20
When the birds
take back their language,
when the trees
unloose
their tenderly hands from around you,
when the air doesn't breathe
and the fish are crying,
when the seas are tearing
and the flowers whisper:
No, you own nothing,
then remember:
You're visitor, honoring the hospitality
Be like the sun
for grace and mercy,
be like running water
for generosity,
be like death
for rage and angry,
be like the earth for modesty.
Appear as you are,
be as you appear.
Kimber:
Hi-coo
I feel so angry
Only a fool could not see
Sadness takes my heart
Alexis:
Why?
Kimber:
He said I was sick
"stay away that is gross"
my heart weeps now
Alexis:
(Haiku)
My dearest Kimmy
That is truly to bad
Try to be happy
Kimber:
I will Alexis
I may be difficult now
But I will try hard
Alexis:
That makes me happy
My heart jumps with glee
Don't be difficult
Kimber:
Happiness, joy, glee
All these emotions are gone
I'll bring them back now
Alexis:
YAY! My cheer replies
I like to see you happy
Geometry YUCK!
Kimber:
Ha! You make me laugh
I am glad we are friends
I heart your lipgloss
Alexis:
I heart my lipgloss
It makes my lips shiny
Here you can use it
Kimber:
I stole your lipgloss
I don't need your OK
I do as I please
Alexis:
Just like my Kimmy
To break all the rules (wink wink)
tee hee tee hee ha!
Life is hard and complicated for me
Raising my three girls is not real easy,
But I am there by there side holding them up with confidence and pride,
I've made my mistakes as every one does but I am past that now and I am full of love,
I see my mistakes and I'll never go back to that hard life when I fell in my tracks,
My girls are the most important thing to me for their nick names are.....
Logie,lexi,and lili.
Darkness at the shut of day,
broken hearts and silent tears around me
the words are sad,
the clocks stopped,
but the light from a dead star
will live in infinity,
its rays will continue
to cross the vast starry heavens
and they will illuminate worlds of miracles.
YOU WERE BORN
with dreams and ideals
you were born
with love and trust
you were born
with potential and greatness.
You were born with wings.
Don't forget the gift.
Don't give up the miracle.
Appreciate the Life.