Best Flew Poems
We knew , it was if a moment stopped in time
hearing the news before most of the World did
He loved to fly his plane from Colorado to Monterey Bay
He was a avid golfer at Pebble Beach respected
He had loves and passions from many places
deciding to fly low through the overcast red sunset
Not only did he love music and inspire all
He loved his Plane , he will always remain a beautiful Soul
The next day it was confirmed ..all saddened
It was John Denver's plane that went down
Today in Pacific Grove stands the Memorial
So Kiss me and smile for me we will ~
always in loving memory
OH babe , do we hate you go ~
Inspired by ; contest in Music and Loss of an Artist
"Leaving on a Jet Plane "
A kite is soaring through the air
I see your laughter, but I can't hear
except for something in the dark
that sparks a light from yesteryear
The reel unwinds, on fragile wings
No sound of wind, no sound of you
A spartan view upon the screen
that's faded, frail and sputtering
My throat is tight. You flew the kite...
The three of you, run down the hill
Your innocence, the timeless dance…
To watch you now, I feel the sun
A cherished piece from yesterday...
My throat is tight. You flew the kite
No whispered voice or word is said,
No measure of a favorite song
Just the silent movie, chattering
with bluebird sounds that tag along
in harmony with treasures, found..
You trampled grass one August day
and childhood quickly swept away
into the world, just like the kite
You soared so high, that I've lost sight
My throat is tight.... You flew the kite
A summer breeze has stirred your hair
Your smiles, carefree, are unaware
that childhood is a fleeting game
that takes you far away
The sun is like a tangerine
It blinds me from the serpentine
Your kite is lost to summer's sky
As I was standing by
I smiled and watched you fly the kite
And wonder where the years have gone
How fast you grew. Now, who are you?...
My throat is tight.... You flew the kite
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Looking into your eyes I felt the warmth in you
Smiles and laughter drew me nearer
How is it that we've never met before now
and yet sitting across from you I felt I'd known you forever
I felt the presence of others but I never saw them
There was only you.
So many stories we told each other
of our heartaches and our triumphs
but all of that was so insignificant to the way you made me feel.
Butterflies in my tummy flew away,
although my heartbeat grew fast
We spent hours... and I could have spent days with you
but you couldn't know that.
I think you liked me, our smiles were infectious between us,
I so hoped you liked me and more..
I ate cake and didn't care,
I told you things that even my mum doesn't know
Over the top of my coffee cup
I watched you... kind,gentle,funny,smart
I felt joy and excitement,
but you didn't you know that?
But I'm so glad you asked me to see you again
Because maybe then I'll get to tell you...
As a girl in my teen I did stray
to the circus I did run away
I wanted to fly
high in the sky
But, Mother wanted me to dance ballet!
Yes Debbie-Do flew upon a trapeze
in sequined tights with a rod 'tween her knees
her hair in a tail
her cleavage unveiled
I was the toast of the town if you please!
As I preened on the platform up high
and powdered my two hands and my thighs
one fine reporter
said I really aughta
Try out for the circus in Shanghai.
Antique fountain pens, I love;
magic wands of the finest make.
I love to collect and repair these
treasures, for my own creative
fantasies...
For my poetry, oh, how they bleed;
my sketch books are filled with
expressive zest;
essence of my imagination,
dreamscapes conjured during
REM moments.
Not all of my little dots and blots,
are contained in sketchbooks and journals;
sadly, some have escaped.
One day as I sat sketching,
a paper-fiber snagged my nib.
It spat out ink, just a blot
but, imagine how I felt when,
suddenly, like Tinkerbell,
it flew away!
After driving so far down the road,
I needed some sleep, so I slowed.
A sign said "motel"......
but one cannot tell,
when the weirdo is due to explode !!
This motel had declared a good rate.
So, I checked into my room, rather late.
But the price should be lower!
Compromised in the shower
By proprietor, young Norman Bates !!
I ran fast down the road, like a chicken !
While forgetting my clothes, panic-stricken !
No more showers, for me ! !
No more bubble bath glee ! !
Bare-assed, I might be, ....but still kickin' !!!!!
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4/30/15 For The Contest Sponsored By Tammy Reams
We meet with some friends once a week
One couple makes war when they speak
He can’t do what’s right
She starts a big fight
Our dinners with friends end up bleak!
This happens a lot I must say
Each time we go out we all pray
These two will keep still
Not each other kill
And ruin our fantastic day!
Last time we went out with this group
The waitress came by with our soup
Our friend with a snap
Poured it on his lap
Embarrassed we all flew the coop!
Sandra M. Haight
~4th Place~
Contest: The Pigeon Who Flew the Coup
Sponsor: Tammy Rams
Judged: 06/01/2015
one day the flightless peacock
got a message from above
and when it filled his heart
he gave the message to a dove
when he received it he knew it was true
this was something special
and to all the world it should be flew
the dove gave it to a crane
and the crane gave it to a duck
which went south for the winter
where the message was also brought
but then the dragon got word
and he didn't like it at all
he flew around the world
saying the message was false
but all the birds knew it
and the woodpecker too
the message of God's love
is very, very true
(This goes with a presentation of origami birds and a dragon that can flap their wings.)
Little Ila of warm Indian waters
was born without fins but with feathers.
“Fishes don’t fly,” they constantly told her
wings in water are just a bother.
Tightly she wound them close to her
and tried her best to keep up with peers
Oh, she once even tried to pluck out her feathers
so she wouldn't look like a fish out of water.
But as she grew, her wings became larger
and surely you realise, swimming became tougher.
Was she the only freak of nature,
she spent her time in depressed wonder
Then she met the turtle who seemed wiser
and gave her a dream of a sky up higher
There’d be hills and vales and trees and flowers
and an eternally bright cloudless summer.
The journey was arduous but nothing could deter
little Ila to defiantly labour up to the border
Then the sun shined in her eyes, struggle just a blur,
with a leap of faith soon she flew… out of water.
A smiling dancing singing bird one day
Came in cool colors in a rhythmic sway
Hugged the pink twigs of a bleeding heart
Pleasant current of warm air playing under the shirt
Unfortunately I hesitated a little and the bird flew away
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February 25, 2016
Accident-prone
Waitress work is interesting and busy
It’s not fancy and puts you in a tizzy
On my feet all day long working
Carrying trays to customers that can be entertaining
No time for errors on full course dinners
We want the meals to be winners
People come and go
Some I know, some to the door I would like to show
Some have humors
Some are charmers
Some enjoying their food and think the service is just perfecto
Some are disgusted with both; I want to give them the heave-ho
I want to throw away my apron, I’m going wacko
Carrying a full tray I trip on a loose carpet
Food all over them and me on my butt I set
Fortunately, they were understanding didn’t make a racket
Felt like an idiot, I wanted to exit
Try not making it a habit
Pouring coffee, someone distracts, oh a bad mishap
Turn and pour it on the customer’s lap
A five dollar tip was left on my cap
That l’d left behind because of my mishap
I melted and hid, I actually felt like I was in a trap
Now I have to face the boss’s wrath
Can I survive the aftermath?
©4/27/2015
Contest: The Pigeon Who Flew the Coop
Sponsor: Tammy Reams
My life is a mess without you by my side,
The whole tragic story started with a simple lie.
Then the lies became bigger as bits and pieces of my heart blew away.
I wanted to be strong as you played me along,
Watching me praying, pondering, with my heart rapidly flying away.
Your lies became realities and my heart was soon gone because
Sadly enough you sang the same song.
When I know and have proof that the thing’s you’re doing are wrong.
But apparently you don’t care because you are already gone.
It’s funny how someone can break your heart but you can still manage to love
them wit all he tiny pieces.
Arriving all the way from
the Black Forest which
is somewhere in Germany,
came a medium sized package,
which was made out to me,
inside the cardboard box
was a beautiful cuckoo clock,
which apparently I had won
even though everyone had mocked,
I looked at it and thought it cute
while my husband acted like
a little kid with a new toy,
and when he wound it up
and it started cuckoo-ing
I thought he'd jump for joy,
so it started to cuckoo every single hour,
with the little animated cuckoo bird
showing up expressing his power,
the first week I heard the
cuckoo clock every single time,
especially when I was
trying very hard to sleep
or when trying to think of a rhyme,
my husband snoring loudly
as well which didn't help,
I thought of myself as someone
being serenaded by
an orchestra from hell,
when finally I arose sometime
at night during the second week,
feeling like a crazy woman
from all the lack of sleep,
going to my husbands
locked cabinet
where he kept his glock,
I finally couldn't take it anymore
and murdered my cuckoo clock!
I clung to you
I cried, scared
You're so small
You put your trust in me
I felt failure, fatigue
Held hands, one finger
I wept while you flew
Tiny arms strapped down
A rooster flew the coop
We don’t know where to find him
He took off and ran away
At the thought, twas just a whim
Now my roosters ran away
I don’t know where he could be
Look high, look low, and in between
Hey look! He’s in that tree!
My rooster flew the coop
And him I surely found
Now what I must do the next
Is get him on the ground