Best Gal Poems
My best buddy, a blessed, blue butterfly
Cute, cool and colorful… kind and creative
She’s got wild words with wings to fly
She’s a darling dame, I’m highly emotive.
She is married to Steve… no trespass
I only cherish her happy heart and arms.
She loves to share and care, her kind compass
I’m cocooned in the crest of her cheers and charms.
Tirzah, a terrific talent … too tough… to tame
She’s a witty and wealthy poet… no shame
She wields wholesome words… her great game
She is flying higher, so funny and fiery… her fame.
Horsemanship, her hobby… her pleasant passion
She’s got a mighty mare, ready for the English riding
Right up in her alley, the mare is earning pride and passion,
She’s great and gorgeous; worthy of western… winning.
There once was a gal named Trudy,
who was extremely snooty.
Walking head up, nose in air,
she didn't have a care,
till she tripped and fell on her booty.
9/15/16
I’m a single gal who’s not looking for love
I’m a single gal who goes for the dreams I dream of
I’m a single gal
I like to spend time with me
I’m so into my own goals and dreams
I don’t want anyone
I’m at peace
Finally I’m living the way I want and prioritizing myself
My life is beautiful
My future has a lot of unknowns but I’m excited for them
I’m looking forward to seeing what’s to come
I never needed a man to be fulfilled
If the right one comes around
I’ll happily open my heart again but for now I’m the single gal who’s enjoying this peace I have
There once was a gal from Jebruit
Whom I heard knew how to mend fruit
I gave her a lemon
That she started hemmin’
But got it back in a lime suit
I have a Poetry Soup pal
She is some kinda gal!
Always replying with a hopeful post
This Sweetheart is one I talk to most
She is a mother, a traveler, a tiger and poetess
My friend claims no fame in her finesse
She writes of love, beaches and tropics
Incredible poet under any topic
She sent a personal gift
just for a spiritual lift
Is always the first to greet
A newcomer for us all to meet
She posts many a wise and kind word
An enchanting voice we have all heard
She adores ideas and company of nature
Ask for an aspirin, she will bless with a cure
Yes, this woman in my life is a blessing
Though we have never met, her words caressing
Sweetheart- true to your namesake
Know you have a true friend whenever you awake.
We all know who the Sweetheart is!
14th place in Adeleke Adeite's contest.
A. Green
Once was a gal by the name of Katrina
She acted superior like a Russian tsarina
Her nose in the air
Walked with a flare
Till one day she got served with a subpoena
(HUH!)
© Jack Ellison 2015
When I was green and clean and boy
I said to mom:
I wanna be a gal
and mom she asked me what I want
for she was not sure she heard me right
I said I wanna be a gal
a gaal a gaaaal
a beautiful gal
with tassels fair and fluffy
hanging freely on my back
an' big blue eyes
an' rosy cheeks
an' golden shoes like Cinderella
an' marry a prince and be his princess
an' dad he overheard me whine
an' raised his stick and
hit
hit
hit
But mom she wasn't gruesome at all
She only covered my face with spit
I once had a friend named Sally
Who loved the Fresno Valley.
Her desire to travel
Soon did unravel
A wee one dubbed Callie O'Malley.
Cranberry garlands the Christmas tree
Piña empanadas and gifts of filigree
Children’s faces aglow
Kissing ‘neath the mistletoe
Midnight mass tradition with family
Flights have been cancelled call the hotels!
Humbug to last minute changes and jingle bells
Lil black dress doesn’t fit
BYO Test My Drink Kit
It’s pub night with my standby drinking pals
Merry Christmas
Joyeux Noël
Feliz Navidad
Happy Hanukkah
Happy Kwanzaa!
The high-class Prostitute life
Her life full of secrets and lies
Untruths and betrayals are rife
But this life she vehemently denies
Her daughter, left to fend for herself
No choice but to grow up quick
Her needs shoved to the back of a shelf
Forgotten as the dust layers grow thick.
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©copyright Juanita Torr
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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Gal from Tucumcari
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: April/2017
The next woman I marry
will be a Gal from Tucumcari.
she'll be tougher than a
desert Tree Cholla
Wilder than a New Mexico
tumble weed -
Why sonny boy!...She can even
rope a steer, and bring it down
to it's knees.
She's adventurous indeed
that gal I marry from Tucumcari -
She'll know how to fix those
country vittles - biscuits, grits,
with gravy -
as she sips on a cup of her
favorite joe....
that gal I marry from Tucumcari -
When I see her come riding pass
my place off Route 66,
I'll know it's her - passing
my door.
She'll be driving in an old pickup
filled with hay, as she goes pass
the sagebrush.
She'll be wearing old worn out
dungarees, with a scarf around
her neck, and spurs on her boots -
Sonny boy, I'm here to tell ya
Gods, gonna send her to me....
That gal I marry from Tucumcari -
She breaks wild horses
to set them free -
she's rough and tough
with a whole lot of moxie
She's the woman I'm gonna
marry from Tucumcari -
Copyright (c)., Ken Jordan 2017
Shattered and broken
she stands on the precipice
frightened and alone
My Gal, Blue Bonnet, Black Hair
My gal, jet black hair and a blue bonnet
writing her a golden little sonnet
Just a few nice words to sweetly say this
to the lady that gave truest ever kiss
Give kisses, many more, forever more
I long for and do happily keep score
Hold me so tightly in the deepest night
You glowing radiance , the sunshine's light
Morning brings the pleasure of you there
lights are bouncing upon your smile and hair
Day gifts your soft touch to lift me up
time spent filling our sweetest loving cup
My gal, blue bonnet and long jet black hair
you are my ALL, knowing you truly care!
Robert J. Lindley, 08-18-2014
There is an odious gal named Meryl
Go meddling with Meryl at your peril
She bites where it hurts
And calls it her perks
For being an adventurous rebel.
Meryl once bit a fella on the neck
He said “dear, I only asked for a peck”
So peck she then did
And charged fifty quid
He shot off at once and said “I’ve no cheque.”
Meryl ran like a bat out of hell
Used to it Meryl was, one can tell
As there was no way
She’d bite without pay
For she was going through a dry spell.
The perfect indication
a smirk, with some flirtation
a special night
for dating
do you wanna dance with me
Suggestive comments got me thinking
that atta-bouis
and all that winking
laning on me
got me thinking
you wanna dance with me
aint got the right stuff for staying
work in the morning my Boss aint
playing
But you got me wanting
some forward thinking
the night aint through
when the band finishes playing
I got a kiss
after a whisper
the gentlemen said
she called me her Mister
Right night
the romance of the mmusic
dancing
smiling and grooving
what a night
what a romantic evening
got a foolish man
beleiving
take my time
clm all the feelings
freshen up for a specail evening