Best Going On Poems
I am a Burn’s Night baby
(named after the Ayrshire bard)
So we’re off to hunt a haggis
locating one is extremely hard
We scour the hills of Scotland
and have dull and rainy weather
There’s not a haggis to be seen …
they’re all hiding in the heather!
All of a sudden we spot a rare haggis
So hubby fires his gun into the gorse
The haggis scurries into the undergrowth
Hubby missed the wee beastie of course!
We spend hours out there on the hills
All the little haggis are all lying low
I scour the land with my binoculars
But not a hair of one is on show
The sky is getting really dark
we are tired and soaked to the skin
so we descend the slopes to the village
we see a butchers, and swiftly walk in
Hundreds of haggis are on display
With gaping mouth I stare in surprise
Their orange hair is so beautiful
I cannot believe my own eyes
I tell him we’ve been on a haggis hunt
And he glowers at me in shock and alarm
says the one’s on the hills are protected
He gets his stock from a breeding farm
I choose a wee haggis from the shop
When it’s baked we both have a slice
Haggis is a Scottish delicacy
I’ve got to say it tastes 'offally'* nice!
* Haggis, the national dish of Scotland, composed of the liver, heart, and lungs of a sheep minced and mixed with beef or mutton suet and oatmeal and seasoned with onion, cayenne pepper, and other spices. The mixture is packed into a sheep's stomach and boiled. Information sourced from google.
01/24/18
Nearing four A.M. and closing time...
He says,"one more with double lime"
Meanwhile... brown eyes in the mirror gaze
She takes off his ring...puts on her face
Where makeup flows...more is required
Those telltale signs...sure cover hard!
Damn all those years...with pain condoned
She'll scream no more..She's got her going on
She's got her going on...in her silk Deville
Love pointed south...dressed fit to kill
Her cheeks are dry...her heart's a stone...
'Hell with goodbye..she's got her going on!
He runs to beg...It's past too late
Her burning tires.....Accentuate !
His staggered stare...meets the ice cold dawn
She's outta there...Got her going on!
Mid morning knock..at the front door
He smiles, "She's coming... back for more"!
Handcuffed.... in route...to his hoosegow home
He ain't getting out.... She's got her going on!!
She's got her going on...In her silk Deville.....
Love pointed south...dressed fit to kill
Her cheeks are dry...her heart's a stone
'Hell with goodbye...She's got her going on!
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Mom in her apron
to the kitchen goes;
I watch her get out
ingredients that
she puts into rows.
Bubbling in me
is a child’s glee;
no meagerness
of eagerness!
The oven
door opens
and closes.
Love the
smell of
Pies!
Parody of Sixteen Going on Seventeen Reprise from the sound of music
I am sixty going on seventy
I’ve got a dicky heart
Surgeon’s been kind and relieved my mind
My ticker he can restart
But I wonder, should the worst happen
Will my life be the same
Energy low ,lost my libido
It’s driving me quite insane
Unfit to make love to my wife
Bereft of all my vim
Unless I brave the surgeon’s knife
Our future’s looking grim
Heart disease is now my enemy
I hope I will pull through
I am sixty if I reach seventy
I’ll need a pill of blue
Just give me a pill of blue
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11/20/21
Going on this day
Thank you Lord for a great day.
Every way we pray
He decided to
go on vacations and changed bench.
The homeless man.
Is it the West Wing is not the Best Wing?
Is it the White House is not the Right House?
Is it the President needs a New Residence?
Is it the Democrats the “New Aristocrats?”
Is it the Different Changing or Staff rearranging?
Is it the Many allegations leading to terminations?
Is it the Confessions? The firing of Jeff Sessions?
Is it the Twitter Sitter has gotten bitter?
Is it the Fast and fury of a President weary?
Is it the Things going on that’s so unstable?
You should all be able to resolve the issues and sit at the same table
Is it the CNN banning from the White House?
What happened to Freedom of the Press?
So many things going wrong, it is just a big, hot mess
Is it the Migrant caravan which is said to be an “Invasion?”
Is it the Diversity of the Black, the Chinese, Hispanic or Asian?
Is it our election process and how it was done?
Nine days after and still unsure who won
Is it the Provisional ballots and uncounted votes
That’s making other countries look at us and take notes
Of what it is that they should not do
What happened to being the country that the others looked up to?
When it comes to the friction, what's really going on? Everyday there's something new, but nothing better. Right now there is no control, so much is out of control, so many wanna control. The conflicts, disagreements, war of words... really yall??? We are so much better than the behavior being demonstrated.
To me personally, it's not about the Democrats winning or the Republicans winning if when it's all said and done, the country is losing.
The Constitution of the United States (Preamble) begins by saying, “We the People…” Which means, it’s about coming together, uniting and winning for The People! It is about us! FIGURE IT OUT!!!
The bickering and fussing, it all just needs to stop
Let's get this country where it belongs - And that is back on top!
Life Would Keep Going On? (song version of If You Were Gone)
Someday if you ever chose to go,
This is what I would want you to know:
My life would keep going on.
I would allow you to go free,
To be who and where you’d want to be,
Without annoying you or clinging on.
No, I wouldn’t drag myself around,
Mumbling around, staring at the ground.
I’d still drive to work each day.
I’d watch too much television,
Or bury myself in religion,
Because my zest for life would go away.
I’m not saying that I wouldn’t miss you,
Because deep inside I would.
I wouldn’t ever try to replace you--
I wouldn’t even If I could.
My favorite foods would all taste bland,
And I’d cease to play my baby grand.
I’d stop writing songs and poetry.
My house wouldn’t feel like a home;
All it’s pastels would seem monochrome;
And my pictures would seem a mockery
I’m not saying that I wouldn’t miss you,
Because deep inside I would.
I wouldn’t ever try to replace you--
I wouldn’t even If I could.
If you were ever taken from me,
Freed from the bonds of mortality,
I wouldn’t be left behind.
I’d rather be with you up there,
Than without you in any anywhere.
Your loss would always dominate my mind
Going On Small Vacation
Went to sleep after much sedation;
Woke up and went on a vacation;
Forgot to bring paper to write
With pen and became up tight;
More age on me was a formation.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON
SOMETIMES I JUST HAVE TO ASK...WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON.
AM I REALLY... HERE ON EARTH... OR DID I GO BEYOND.
VOLCANO'S HEATING THE OCEANS TEMPS.
LAWYERS TWISTING LAWS TILL BENT.
HOMELESS SLEEPING IN LITTLE TENTS.
WORKING PEOPLE CAN'T PAY THEIR RENTS.
SOMETIMES I JUST HAVE TO ASK...WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON.
AM I REALLY HERE ON EARTH OR DID I GO BEYOND.
BANKSTERS CONTROL THE CURRENCIES.
PRESCRIPTIONS WRITTEN WITH URGENCY.
ZOMBIES PASSING IN FRONT OF ME.
SO MANY THINGS ONE CAN'T BELIEVE.
SOMETIMES I JUST HAVE TO ASK...WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON
AM I REALLY HERE ON EARTH OR DID I GO BEYOND.
DRUG MANUFACTURERS, POISONING MANY PEOPLE.
MAIN STREET MEDIA TURNING THEM IN TO SHEEPLE.
INTERNET VIEWED BY MANY AS A DIRTY LITTLE PEEP SHOW.
I FIND MYSELF ON MY KNEES UNDER A CHURCH STEEPLE.
SOMETIMES I JUST HAVE TO ASK...WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON.
AM I REALLY HERE ON EARTH OR DID I GO BEYOND.
ALL RELIGIONS CAN'T BE WRONG.
IF I DON'T BELIEVE SO I DON'T BELONG.
HATRED SPREADING FROM A SONG.
GOLD BOUGHT AND SMUGGLED THROUGH HONK KONG.
SOMETIMES I JUST HAVE TO ASK...WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON
AM I REALLY HERE ON EARTH OR DID I GO BEYOND.
THIS CAN'T BE HEAVEN, IT MIGHT BE HELL
ECONOMY ISN'T DOING WELL
LOOSING FREEDOMS FROM WHAT I CAN TELL.
NOTHING TAUGHT ABOUT LIBERTY BELL.
SOMETIMES I JUST HAVE TO ASK...WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON.
AM I REALLY HERE ON EARTH OR DID I GO BEYOND.
OH MY GOD...LORD HAVE MERCY...HELP ME UNDERSTAND.
I REALLY BELIEVE THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG.
WITH OUR MODERN MAN.
I KINDA FEEL ...I'M CONFUSED..I'M REALLY IN A JAM.
CAN YOU PLEASE...SHED SOME LIGHT...SO I CAN UNDERSTAND.
SOMETIMES I JUST HAVE TO ASK...WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON.
AM I REALLY HERE ON EARTH OR DID I GO BEYOND.
sixteen going on seventeen
caught up in her own mind
of fears and dreams
of love and lust
of sex and dreams
with no idea
of her place
or which path
caught up in her mediocreness
of her mediocre talents
of her dreams
of boys and men
of magazines
telling her who to be
what to see
what to write
what to wear
caught up in society's games
of eating disorders
and depression
of rebellion
of responsibility
of anger
of angst
stuck between not caring
enough
and caring too little
of being herself
or being the person
she has imagined herself to
be
her only escape
is the poems she
writes
an the music she
listens
she tries to talk
to her parents
to her friends
but none take her
seriously
they see her
as the person she has
pretended to be
she
was not
mediocre
at pretending
the person she imagined herself
to be
was the person she actually
became
this
was a
typical poem
written by a
typical teenage
girl
sixteen going on seventeen
The haystack yields more than just giggles
It shakes first then wobbles and wiggles
A month has now gone by
Can someone tell me why
She now craves ice cream with dill pickles
© Oct 14 2010 For PD's Limerick contest
I'm going on a cyberfast
some folks doubt, say it won't last
"What will you do, instead?" they ask
I'll lock the screen and blithely cast
the whole thing out, I'll have a blast
I'll read, I'll write, I'll live and bask
in warm sunlight, in nature's vast
delights, and daydream of the past
cuz' I'm the quintessential iconoclast.
Written on 7/30/2016
Our debt’s sixteen trillion going on seventeen
Obama it’s time to think
Better beware coz your new health care
Is putting us on the brink
Our debt’s sixteen trillion going on seventeen
No reading between the lines
We are indebted and surely headed
For a dreadful decline
Totally unprepared are you,
To cut government spending
You’re unfair and narcissistic
With you there’s no happy ending
You need someone older and wiser
Telling you what to do
But seventeen trillion going on eighteen
Is more your cup of brew
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I owe sixteen trillion going on seventeen
I know that I’m naïve
Cronies I meet tell me I’m sweet
And willingly we deceive
I owe sixteen trillion going on seventeen
Innocent of why that rose
I think it was Bush giving me dirty looks
My how my nose grows
Totally unprepared am I
To face a world of reality
Crafty and sly and scared am I
If they learn the truth about me
I need someone older and wiser
But don’t tell me what to do
Coz seventeen trillion going on eighteen
Is in store for all of you.
A little parody where 'face the music' meets 'The Sound of Music'
there's a whole lot of shaking going on and you're all shook up
but that is how life is when you drink from God's cup
life can take unexpected turns and have you all spun around
just remember who's in control and has the power to settle life down
now Paul and Silas were in prison for simply preaching the gospel
but after praying to God He then did the impossible
when life has you all shook up you need to stand back and sit still
don't be negative, have a little talk with God and then wait on His will
continue to do what is required of you and trust in God to show you a plan
for God can open new doors in a way you might not even understand
but that's okay as the word of God says to lean not towards your own understanding
but to wait for the will of God to intercede and to do what the Spirit is demanding
if you have a relationship with God He might shake up your normal routine
to take you out of your comfort zone and into a place you've never seen
it might not make much sense to you and you might even disagree
but God knows what is best when it comes to your destiny
accepted beliefs, traditional concepts and that's how it's always been done
but a whole lot of shaking will be going on and your faith may be under the gun
sop forget those accepted beliefs and let God guide you along
allow Him to shake things up and put you where He knows you belong
as no weapon formed against you will prosper nor come to fruition
allow the will of God to shake things up and put you in a better position
now the adversary also has the power to shake things up in your life
just recognize the enemy for what he is and then call on the power of Christ
a young girl who was demon possessed had caused a riot to manifest
with lies told against Paul and Silas they found themselves under arrest
but Paul and Silas did not possess the spirit of fear
for they knew that the Lord God would always be there
so at the midnight hour when all hell tends to break out
that's when to the Lord our God Paul and Silas did pray and shout
and lo and behold God answered their call
an earthquake occured and shook the prison walls
then all the cell doors flew open
and all the shackles were then broken
for when the praises to God go up the blessings of the Lord come down
and there will be a whole lot of shaking going on
but that's okay you're on sacred ground