Best Dvd Poems
I wish I could have a beautiful wife.
With a cheerful smile.
A wonderful heart.
Ready to start a brand new life.
I wish I could have a brand new house.
Which has a cat, a dog, or even a mouse.
I wish our house could have a Christmas Tree.
With lots of pretty lights, and bulbs to see.
I wish I could have a brand new car.
A car I could drive.Very near or very far.
I wish I could have a brand new TV.
Big and wide, with a very large screen.
Full of color and DVD.
I wish I could have a Teddy Bear.
Cozy and cuddly.A bear like me..
I wish I could have a Grandfather Clock.
Ticking by day, and ticking by night.
Only ticking when the time is right.
And I wish there could be a Santa Claus.
Who can deliver my wishes by tomorrow night.
Because Christmas wishes should be for all.
Even myself, standing ten feet tall..
Christmas Wishes Poetry-By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 2004,2014..ALL rights reserved..
The night approaches me again and you're not here still with me
And here under my breath I call your name and I watch your loving face
And there among the dark shadows you'll come back again the same
I hear your haunting tune and I know that you'll be waitin' this time for me.
Release me from all this pain I'm sufferin "Come to me"and just take my hand
Hold me in your arms so tight and please never ever let me again go
Together we'll dream of that other time and fly away to that magical time band
There is no other place like this in heaven or earth where our love can only but glow.
Join me here tonight,hear my voice into the night and just be mine for all time
Come to me right now and give me all your love before the night is carried away
Let me kiss your lips,caress and love you all night til we both see a brand-new day
Disperse all the dark shadows in which I exist,come to me and be mine for all times.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010
July 18, 2010
Author Notes:
This poem amongt many others that I'd written in my life,had been inspired by
my very favorite and most beloved vampire character of all time,
"Barnabas Collins" from the most popular daytime soap opera series ever
produced on T.V. in my opinion, "Dark Shadows." This whole DVD collection is most
wonderful!
And Jonathan Frid is so awesome!
Once upon a long time,
The silence blanketed my world
Like snow covering an arctic forest.
The nooks and crannies of my days
Were filled with the wispy webs of quietude
Worked by whispering limbs
Mine was a vast tundra
Of silence
Across which great unheard herds
Of thoughts could roam
Freely, gambol and graze
Encountering nothing to disturb them
Rivulets of words
Gathered and trickled
Over the schisty shingles
Of my mind
Eons passed
But one cold, silent, snow flaked January morning
A pioneer strode manfully, meaningfully
Into my wilderness without warning.
Falling in love with all that he saw
He began to sharpen his axe.
Now the hordes of herds have all but disappeared
And the rivulets have been dammed and channelled
Into a thousand subterranean pipes
And there is TV and MTV and DVD and MP3
And my world
Is rich with sound.
Things I never thought I'd hear myself say
Back before my kids were born
Why is my toothbrush in the microwave?
And why is my recliner full of corn?
Who put my cell phone in the fish tank?
And why is there butter in my shoe?
I'd often scream "Get the bleach"
When I stuck my finger in their poo
Who left their underwear under my pillow?
And get that lamp shade off of your head
Quit calling your sister an evil troll
And there's no monsters under your bed
Who put the jello in the DVD player?
And no, you're not getting a pet snake
Who put this hot dog under the cushions
Get your sister's hair out of that cake
It doesn't matter what you ask them
The answer is always the same
"I don't know, I didn't do it"
And somehow they're never to blame
It's remarkable how strong denial can be,
It appears that the wise have it right,
As a race, we prefer to love flattering liars,
(Sticking head in the sand to a "fight.")
So we vote for our prejudice, opt not to think,
Even when facts are right in our faces,
Global warming aside, our death naps on the couch,
(While we wager our lives at the races.)
Fossil fuels are the heart of what matters the most:
Oil, gas, coal are all finite resource.
Human needs on the rise, linked to future that dies,
Expectations and wisdom divorce.
If your head is on straight, you know time's running out,
Solar power's not all that we need!
Fertilizer, clean water, what world's needing now
We respond though like rabbits: continue to breed!
It's the logic of math that spells out coming doom,
Population growth's not "easy" trick,
Listen now (hear world sigh?), don't want children to die,
When you vote, chose the humble, not prick!
Long Tooth
June 25, 2017
Poet's Notes:
What man fails to understand and appreciate is the implication of the exponential function of math. The ENTIRE PROVEN RESERVE that the new Alaskan pipeline will only meet US needs for 2-3 months folks (if that was all that we had) and we may run out of mineable coal in 25-50 years not 500 years. If you care about the future at all, you should check out the DVD called "Arithmetic, Population, And Energy" by Dr. Albert A Bartlett, Department of Physics, at the University of Colorado. Yes, you should be scared of both Pollyanna types and science haters in both political parties. Donald Trump is to me a clear indication of how fragile human civilization is.
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
My wife went shopping yesterday
Posted missing what do the police say
Her weight color and eyes
Please tell me he cries
I need to know for the missing's display
Hey dude can you help me a little more
I know the more you tell hurts you sore
Was she slim was she fat
As a matter of fact
For this loss I'm feeling you adore
What kind of car was she in when she went
Did you own or was it a rent
C'mon, don't be a schmuck
She stole my lovely truck
Charge her for this felony dissent
Hey dude, we apologise for this run of luck
Describe her, for your so out of luck
"Brand new Stealth Black 2015 Ford F150 Raptor
4x4 with eco-boost 5.4L V8 engine special
ordered with manual transmission. Black ARC
bullbar with winch and LED driving lights.
Rock sliders and snorkel. It has custom matching
black canopy over the truck bed.
Hayman Reece towing package. I added a 4"
lift kit with stealth black special alloy wheels and 3.5"
off-road Mickey Thompsons. Custom leather seats
and RM Williams floor mats. DVD with HEMA
navigation system, 21 channel CB Radio,
six cup holders and four power outlets.
She even scratched the door, as he fills up,,,,
Don't worry buddy, we'll soon find your truck
.
Another request to Limerick another Joke.
A little different from the norm, but who gives a truck ;-)
Community starts here
Under this tree of sprawling branches
With thighs pressed against sinuous gnarled roots,
Our heads nodding and shaking with whurring yellow leaves
Adorning our heads and fluttering off into the river beside us,
Only to stick to the dipping twigs of the tree in such cool August air,
Such a smoky light, community will start right here.
Community starts here
In this small over-crowded coffee shop,
with faces in late morning glow, as old friends reunite to
the clang of dishes and the sliding of porcelain
On faux-mahogany, elbow-elbow expressions brighten
from the whiteness of day: "I got a copy of my documentary on DVD
In my car that I can give you, if you like?"
"Oh really, well, okay..." This is the post-Sunday Mass air
Where light and love swirl as opportunity and re-emergence
And everything feels as natural as a breeze, with the fluttering of
Newsletters, roommates wanted ads, yoga lessons, and announcement
That a new spoken Word artist is arriving in town who's blind but has a dog and took the
bus from Ohio and reads his words like honey for angels,
This is where community starts.
Community starts here
On the playground of a hundred tumbling children
Screaming, tugging, jumping, laughing, crying, and dreaming.
Slow this time down and imagine them all 30-years-old with suits
And private thoughts and caged feelings and fully-fleshed with the
Citizen's kinetic energy to do right and wrong, good and bad,
Picture them as you, then picture how you're reflected in their eyes like
Revolving suns with times for dinner, and now flash back to the monkey bars,
Back to the open-souled shining young stars, here on their battleground,
in this galaxy of fun and terror our community finds it seedlings.
From the cafe to the riverbank,
From the playground to the People's Court of Whatever You Can Think Up,
Community starts everywhere,
Everywhere,
But my bathroom.
They planted Hank 'neath a lonesome pine when he came to the end of the trail.
Angels ushered him to the Great Beyond and through that Mysterious Veil.
Saint Peter greeted him, sayin', "I've been a-hankerin' to meet ya, mate!"
Hank noted a sign readin' 'COWBOY SPOKEN HERE' atop the pearly gate!
"I want ya to meet a posse of pards that've been awaitin' yer arrival Hank;
There's Zeke and Tex, Fred and Jack, Moe and Slade and Jed and Frank."
"Ain't no bacon er beans here" said they, "On the choicest grub we dine!
If'n ya hanker to wet yer gullet, there's a Feller who'll turn water into wine!
And then appeared his faithful hoss Old Dan a-sportin' golden shoes!
Old Dan neighed as Hank caressed his pal and they had a genial schmooze!
On Old Dan's back embellished with silver and gold was a western saddle.
Right then and there Hank mounted Old Dan and off they did skedaddle!
As the Lord promised in the Good Book, a bunkhouse was part of the deal.
He dwelt in a room fit for a King with TV and DVD, seeming so surreal!
Hank wore a cowboy suit adorned with diamonds, rubies and jade,
Plus pointy-toed Calvin Klein cowboy boots and a vest of finest suede!
Lastly, Saint Peter placed upon his brow a bejeweled ten-gallon crown,
Sayin', "Welcome to the ranch, pard! Ye've rode the range with great renown!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
The DVD lady came over today
And she was Chinese
She knocked at my door
And as soon as I opened,
“You wanting teefeetee pleeease?”
“I haw new mowie and ca’toon
Awl ve’y gooo’
I giw yooou gooo’ price, I p’omise yooou
You wanting Robin Hooo’?”
“I am free tonight,” I thought to myself,
“and a movie would be great.”
I thought I’d buy one, but she sure didn’t
So I ended up buying eight
“Sank yooou my f ‘ iend, I cum back agaiiin”
She packed her CD’s and left
I played the disks, they sure were jammed
… now that’s black market theft!
For Deborah Guzzi's "Dialects Make the World Go Round!" contest
I over heard Momma Bear telling Papa Bear to get a better job,
You remember him from the Goldilocks fame, yessiree-bob.
Our Trolls in Mayham Falls, in the quest, he came across,
And in my experience this could be his complete loss.
He asked for their help, and I have found this very clear,
That having Trolls on the Internet is something to fear.
He explained to the Trolls he would like his space,
So the Trolls understood?, and will give him a place.
At B-Air Aerospace Company, a position they did find,
Papa Bear was overjoyed and told them they were kind.
The Trolls were told that it would be a twelve step process,
Papa Bear was used to some hoops, no problem, more-or-less.
Step one, can he handle subjects that are quite hairy?
Papa answered that he knows, Shemp, Moe and Larry.
Step two, the company required, for background, a resume CDV,
The Trolls gave, understandably, a very funny DVD.
Step three, what it would be or if he knows, if he had a weakness,
Papa said, it was a long story, but he cannot run in The Preakness.
And so it went, questions and answers, he flew through each hoop,
Towards the end, he indicated, it was like eating a giant fruit loop.
The Trolls were happy, helping Papa Bear from a job drought,
So Papa Bear ended up getting his space, as B-Air’s Astronaut.
Momma Bear was elated, and wanted to throw a party, she decided,
All from Mayham Falls, Trolls, Dragon, even Goldilocks, were invited.
Written by Hubby, after woofy-poo encouraged him to write this story.
Actually, she laughed so hard that he had to buy her an ice cream to quiet her.
8-9-2015 Written by Michael Eastman... My real Hubby
I was in the garden tending gladioli
and collecting rosehips to make wine
When I glanced toward the sky
A cold shiver ran down my spine .
Hurtling toward me
At what seemed a thousand miles per hour
Was a sight I never thought to see
and I was beguiled by its power .
I stood as if I was paralyzed
As the peregrine falcon swooped ever near
It was as if I had been hypnotised
By beauty mixed with fear.
I flinched and turned my face away
From the injury I expect
but Falcon has its tiny prey
I stand in awe to pay respect.
Into the eyes of a cold blooded killer
My frightened blue eyes glance
I'm reminded of the scene from thriller
When the zombies rise to dance.
How effective was that immortal scene
When first we watched that DVD
Am I awake ? Is this a dream ?
Naught with the falcons eyes on me.
I know he see's but seems to pay no heed
As he pops onto my fence post
He nods his head as if to thank me for his feed
But though it is my garden, I know he was the host.
An important man suffers a serious head injury.
It’s a cerebral blood clot requiring surgery.
However, it cannot be performed the usual way.
Here is an ultra modern method available this day:
This is a scientific advance quite difficult to realize.
They shrink a submarine and its crew to microscopic size.
The ship is injected into the patient’s body.
Only a short time is available to reach the injury.
The surgeons on the ship use a laser to cut the clot.
A maximum time of sixty minutes is all they have got.
The patient’s immune system will easily realize
when the ship and crew begin to restore to normal size.
White blood cells will engulf them and eradicate.
The crew has to escape before it is too late.
Want to know what will happen in this science fiction fantasy?
If it is available, just watch the DVD.
Based on the 1966 film “Fantastic Voyage”
Popcorn popped and pop standing by your side just waiting to be devoured,
Your mate is putting in the DVD while you are waiting to watch it.
Candy and other sweets sitting on your other side already open waiting for there time,
The couch is soft and comfortable packed love and patience.
Your mate puts the movie on and comes to join you,
he puts his arm around you.
You snuggle up to him and smile,
you eat your sweets like a child.
You both get into the movie and even cry together,
you wipe his tears away and he wipes your and says, "I hope this is forever".
You smile back at him and give him a peck on the cheek,
he takes the remote and turn he movie off and takes you to the sheets.
Charlie was the instrument
behind his investigating team
though no one saw his face
the telephone link worked a dream
John Bosley was the head
making sure operations did smoothly run
keeping the angels united together
in the battle defeating crime bar none
Kelly Garrett was the longest server
displaying her skills in every episode
her beauty and poise were supreme
as Jaclyn superbly showed
Jill Munroe was the pin up girl
with the blonde hair and figure to match
although only in for series one
Farrah was really quite a catch
Sabrina Duncan was the brainy one
with the looks also to combine
investigating with determination and insight
Kate J showed her to be one of a kind
Kris Monroe came in as Jill’s sister
one that knew how to shoot
small in stature but very petite
Cheryl certainly was a real beaut
Tiffany Wells took over from Sabrina
a real clever beauty you could tell
master of latin as well as the violin
real class is our Shell
Julie Rogers came in at finale
bringing real grit to the team
raised on streets of the Bronx
Tanya showed herself a real dream
What memories we all have
of the angels who were fab
we even can catch up on DVD
the loveliest angels we ever did see
poetgord