Best Gazillion Poems
Teacher said my decisions needed consequences.
I have to write a million gazillion sorry sentences.
Billy was stupid to tease me, call my family poor.
I had to kick Billy so he wouldn’t say it more.
Just like Dad does, I laughed when he hit the floor.
Dad would say I was strong, teach says I was wrong.
I don’t understand any grown up stuff.
They don’t act the same way enough,
or Dad is right; I’m so stupid, I can’t keep up.
I’m trying so hard to stop my eyes.
Things always get more worse when I cry.
Even when I’m quiet and being haved
my tummy hurts cause it feels afraid.
Everyone’s at recess, but cause I made an upset,
Teach said there’d be no play time for me yet.
I don’t know what she means by classroom policy,
but it seems like a plan you grow up and forget.
There’s no sorry policy in my family.
Dad never 'pologizes when he kicks me.
"I LIKE NONSENSE, IT WAKES UP THE BRAIN CELLS!"
a quote from dear Dr. Suess......
Dr. Suess and his Shoe Store
LISTEN, LISTEN! I have BIG NEWS
Dr. Suess has a store just full of SHOES..
A GAZILLION shoes I'm sure there must be
Line them all up, bet they'd stretch to the sea!
Small shoes and tall shoes and some with spots
He even has one covered with pink polka dots..
...... Lots of Dots....
Round shoes and square shoes and OH MY
Even lots of cool shoes you don't have to tie!
A snake came in cause he was going to school
And wearing shoes at school is a VERY strict rule..
Now where could a snake wear a shoe you ask?
Well he wore the darn thing like a Halloween mask..
You can buy just one pair if your feeling thrifty
But poor old centipede - he had to buy fifty
He first bought 25 pair, all were bright yellow
Then 25 orange...now he's quite a colorful fellow!
A kangaroo complained that his feet were sore
So extremely sore he could not hop any more
They fixed him up with a spring loaded pair
Now he can happily hop from here to there!
So if a GRANDUFULOUS sight your longing to see
Dr. Suess is waiting at the corner of 7th and G
With shoes for the young and shoes for the old
HURRY! HURRY! before the purple ones get sold!
This is an old poem of mine that I reworked a bit....
Some lions mate over 50 times a day
Now that's really unbelievable
I'm only good for about 40 times tops
50 is almost inconceivable
The dot over the “i” is called a tittle
I'm aware naughty words aren't allowed
Though this one's legit I looked it up
But don't yell it out in church too loud
Only one person in more than two billion
Lives to 116 or older
Sorry to disappoint you my P-Soup friends
I intend to be that record holder
An ostrich's eye is bigger than it's brain
Know quite a few people like that
Some are members of my immediate family
They's dumber than the household cat
The longest recorded flight of a chicken
Is thirteen seconds, quite short
Fleeing for its life from the butcher's knife
Screaming “Got wives and kids to support!”
Buckingham Palace has over 600 rooms
Elizabeth hasn't seen Phillip in years
Tried to pick up her up one night last summer
Liz promptly kicked him in the rear
Some worms will actually eat themselves
If they're unsuccessful finding food
There might come a time when I'd do that
But I'd really have to be in the mood
Beetles taste like apples, worms like fried bacon
What weirdo discovered this
Even if they paid me a gazillion dollars
You wouldn't catch me licking the dish!
Eeewww!!!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Quality Versus Quantity seems to be a reason for debate,
Although I don't know why or who would even hesitate
To set aside and place quality in a class much preferred,
Since quantity is a number and over quality, seems absurd.
When we think of friends, it's not the number of, the amount,
But rather the quality of our friends that does only count.
True friends are less in number but true ones always care,
While all the rest when you need them, won't likely be there.
I have to chuckle at all those who seek followers and likes,
Not looking for quality but quantity for their mood spikes.
I'd rather have a few who I know are supportive and true,
Than a gazillion who could really care less about what I do.
It seems in this world fake and artificial are in favour,
Leaving those who choose real as the element to savour,
As fewer in number and are becoming fewer, rarer every day,
But of the few I'd rather be; the fake game, I'll not ever play.
Written by Artsieladie/Sharon Donnelly
©2018-05-03 10:54:00 (EDT)
All rights reserved.
Because I want to, I conjure up
A gazillion of roses and butterflies
(From the tips of my fingers, the tears in my eyes
The love in my heart, the strong belief in magic)
Exploding all around us, and covering us while I say:
“For you, for me, for us all.”
The most beautiful of colours where
We never even dreamed of or longed for
Because we couldn’t believe
We deserved it
We deserve it.
***
March 12, 2017
Meme by Mel
© Darren White
in temperate climes of valleys yonder
gazillion lavish blooms and eager buds
burst into spectacular rainbow hues
granting a new lease of life
to dreary seasons gone and past
sunny skies usurp possession
of a crystal heaven’s sweet complexion
sprinklings of glitter dust of gold
adorn untrimmed vines in every shade
bestowing their divine enchantment
to each horizon across the land
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on August 1, 2019 for contest A SUMMER’S DAY REDO sponsored by MICHELLE FAULKNER - RANKED 5TH
Father God, as I look into your beautiful eyes
They are so brilliant, loving, kind, peaceful, faithful, and forever wise
There in your pupils are so many shades of blue
My heart and soul aches for you
I see the world begging and pleading for your return
I also see the hands of times turn
Lost souls and forgiving spirits craving your attention
Through your eyes I marvel and I can’t grasp the beauty of all your creations
As my tears roll down my face, that stare you give me such an inviting embrace
No one in ten gazillion life times can ever take your place
Unconsciously, I feel all my worries, pains, grief, stress, and anxiety suddenly leave me
I never felt so safe and free
Joy just came over my whole body, mind, and spirit
That look into your eyes I not only see it, I feel it, I can also hear it
As I drop to my knees to give you praise
Father God I love you forever and all of my days
The eye through which I see God is the same eye through which God sees me; my eye and God's eye are one eye, one seeing, one knowing, one love.
Meister Eckhart quotes
One in a million, gazillion, bazillion
Worth more than gold dollars a trillion or a billion –
You are my beacon, a Christian, love driven.
No heathen, no herdsman, no huntsman or felon.
No elfin, no ermine, no coward or chicken.
No Klansman, no demon with madman's affliction.
No Gremlin, no goblin no devil dare action.
No draftsman, no doorman, no footman in fashion.
No henchman, no lynch man, no hack man or hangman.
No plowman, no pressman, no herdsman or ranch-man.
No oarsman from Dublin, or coachman from Britain.
No Cajun, no Haitian, no Frenchman, not Latin.
Not even a Martian with earthly transactions.
My hearts guiding light, my soul's satisfaction,
I know your great love by your kindness in action.
You read every thought and broaden my smile.
You stand close beside me mile after mile.
No hardship that comes can tear our love down.
Nor turn your demeanor into an endless frown.
Brought together by fate, marriage became our ensign.
We walk together on a straight and narrow line.
You are my fortune, my gladdening in famine.
My almsman, my sweetheart, you loved my tears away.
My one in a million, gazillion, bazillion
I thank God everyday that you came my way.
A gazillion, bazillion, and trillion thanks I send to you.
I promise that my love will never say adieu.
My Norwegian, I love you.
© November 12, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen
LISTEN, LISTEN! I have BIG NEWS
Dr Suess has a store just full of SHOES..
A GAZILLION shoes I'm sure there must be
Line them all up, bet they'd stretch to the sea!
Small shoes and tall shoes and some with spots
He even has one covered with pink polka dots..
...... Lots of Dots....
Round shoes and square shoes and OH MY
Even lots of cool shoes you don't have to tie
A snake came in cause he was going to school
And wearing shoes at school is a VERY strict rule..
Now where could a snake wear a shoe you ask?
Well he wore the darn thing like a Halloween mask..
You can buy just one pair if your feeling thrifty
But poor old centipede - he had to buy fifty
He first bought 25 pair that were bright yellow
Then 25 orange,now he's quite a colorful fellow
A kangaroo complained that his feet were sore
So extremely sore he could barely hop any more
We fixed him up with a spring loaded pair
Now he can happily hop from here to there
So if a GRANDUFULOUS sight your longing to see
Dr Sues is waiting at the corner of 7th and G
With shoes for the young and shoes for the old
HURRY, HURRY, before the purple ones are sold..
...OH NO!..
Trustworthiness, respect, caring, fairness, charity of spirit, Integrity, benevolence and love, are important human characteristics and traits,
Why are they not practiced by Americans diligently?
“We are the best! We are number one!” They shout.
Which begs the question, “At what?”
“Well, we won a gazillion gold medals in the Olympics.”
“Yes, but we didn’t win them all.”Which still begs the question,
“We’re number one at what?”
Where are we, really, in the world’s most important human issues?
We're 7th in literacy, 27th in math, 22nd in science, 37th in Health Care,
49th in life expectancy, 178th in infant mortality, 3rd in wages
No. 4 in labor force, No. 4 in exports ...
So when you say we are #1, why perpetuate the fallacy? When it’s not true.
Better to work from truth towards truth than to believe the propaganda;
it’s insidious, and not at all in America’s best interest.
We are riding on the back of Time.
Time which waves at those racing towards oblivion.
Winter treads on tender feet,
covering autumn’s fall
with soft, white fleece,
whiter than summer clouds.
People grouse and groan, shiver
in winter’s icy cape, enfold
themselves in rubber and wool.
Yet I, who shivers no less,
stand mystified by beauty
and awed by power.
Nature’s coffin wraps death
in a gown of splendor,
greets dawn sunlight, winking
like a gazillion scattered
diamonds on a velvet frock.
He had concubines
He had call girls of curls and of wool
He had gigantic heart and tender soul
He had had desire for his nurse
He had witch hazel blending with his kisses
He had invited comfort and joy to partake
He had hunger beyond measure
He had his menu spread out before him
He had an ear for foreign music
He had the nerve to eat and become gluttony
He had licked clean the plateau of plenty
He had had dinner, desert, and adoration
He had keen understanding of a woman
He had stood seven feet tall, yet silent
He had puppy dog eyes with tears when I left
He had gazillion stories undocumented.
*
Joyous rapture awoke sleeping animalistic giant:
carnal, feral, gonadal horniness in deed, when defiant
this primate crossed figurative
paths with a stunning woman
older than a spring chicken freed
via ma hen nah paws van
jealous (of casual suitors),
when I figuratively crossed urban
paths with delectable dame.
This hedonistic mwm veritable tan
tin nab buell lay shun caged in rein
mister experienced euphoric San
ta Claus gifted encounter merely
approached a female stranger ran
king as absolutely beautiful asper
Samson recounted Delilah, Qan
i.e. qualification assurance notification
within this poetic blurb. Pan
dum money yum (does not come close)
upon entering a nan
oh meter times a gazillion equals
scope of super sized ALDI's, every man
woman, and child could be housed.
This supermarket (anchored lan
did at one end of a string of bungle
low slung businesses conveniently kan
struck ted adjacent to popular stores,
which aligned buildings a haven come Jan
ewe weary, these newly constructed
bricks and mortal portals along Ian
eyesed, seen as primary corridor
i.e. Ridge Pike (linkedin with Han
sill and Gretel recently rural gingerbread
cookie cutter communities). Gan
a mead by Jove, said affordably priced
food store noticed as a fan
tass tick location along the driver side
heading towards Limerick, ean
at dark hours within Pennsylvania).
This patron (me) of aforementioned Dan
dee nofrills modestly priced franchise
espied an available card soon after Can
Nudda entered this outsize place
to buy groceries. Another shopper (a bon ban
Joe plucky strung string apetite
slip sans attractive gracefully aged gal) anan
Born in a nebulae, a spiders web of gas,
coloured by temperature, weighted by mass.
Nuclear fusion keeps them shining bright
just like on that first day when God created night.
So they don’t burn us He cast them way up high
to illuminate our world He lit up the sky.
The coldest stars are red, the hottest are blue
our star is orange to sustain me and you.
A gazillion balls of light, Arcadian fire,
or could they be the angels of Gods holy choir?
Fifteen million degrees keeps them alight
no wonder the poor shepherds fell down in fright,
their signs in the heavens are celestially awed
witness to life through a child still adored.
Astrologers use them to predict our days
while Astronomers study their galactic ways.
A billion years trip past, the mere blink of an eye,
their cores rapidly depleting our stars start to die.
Expanding shells that twist and morph
snuff out the light as they turn black dwarf,
as a swan song gesture, it’s almost over;
in a brilliant flash they turn supernova,
a nebulous cloud of gas is then formed;
the birthing place where stars are spawned.
There’s nothing finer, in a sense,
Than certain words in present tense.
Words which are incredibly,
Etched on your mind indelibly.
Immaculate, petulant, magnificent, sinew,
Incredulous, superfluous, to name just but a few.
Sacrament, procrastinate, intestate - may seem,
Draconian, Dickensian, obsolete, obscene.
Gratuity, embouchure, gnaw with silent 'g',
Juggernaut, cantankerous, words which I must decree,
Are remarkably, stupendously, fantastically sublime,
And should be used magnanimously, each and every time.
Biblical, whimsical, statistician, brie,
Words which are surprisingly, absolutely free.
Insatiable, perpetuate, onomatopoeia,
Existential, exemplary, words you shouldn’t fear.
Exponential, candid, xylophone or muse,
Malign versus benign - never to confuse.
Reptilian, gazillion, fragility, beguile,
Elucidate, excruciate, go the extra mile.
Psychopath, pedestrian, sesquipedalian,
(That last word I must admit is somewhat alien),
But never doubt, you have some clout, with words that randomly,
Demonstrate, accentuate a sense of liberty.