Best Ignores Poems
Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t hear what you said,
What was it you had to say?
Instead of hearing a rainbow of thoughts,
I heard a sort of a grey,
And I sort of deliberately wilfully chose,
To not move an inch, to remain,
When you began to shout louder than loud,
What was probably my name,
You see, over the fence and across the road,
Walking all over the path,
Is the girl from just down the block,
The one with the beautiful a##e,
And I swear that she is full on ripe,
I swear that she’s on heat,
That’s why my attention is set to her,
The b***h across the street.
Delighta did not know whose instructions to take.
Hummingbird in her left ear or monarch in her right?
She picked up a book of faerie spells and ignored them away.
Now she ignores me.
I know she does it everyday
I am aware. I know what lies beneath
Promises and believes now seems lost
I can understand her
You will go. You are irritated.
You are hurt and I am lost
Time is money
I will not stop you
Let the time roll
Someday everything might go right again
I miss you.
A snarly-mouthed, cross-eyed, pessimist with an attitude toward mean.
Ann Marie disregards opinions that are not her own.
The town has ignored her for so long, few people remember her name.
She speaks in a pirate’s brogue when she speaks, which is not often.
Mostly to a newcomer who is brave enough to say “hello” to her.
Her relatives parted ways long ago, even though she still lives here.
She is satisfied with their arrangement.
So are the other six thousand and twenty-two residents.
Shores Ignores and Snores
While I was watching some ocean shores,
Here in America Trump everyone ignores;
Put out of my mind;
Never want to find,
And you should hear him when he snores.
Jim Horn
What are you willing to do to show God you care?
My wife took our daughters from me and left me in despair.
She made up stories to the law, just to destroy my life.
She was my childhood sweetheart. How sad, I loved me wife.
A 17 year Army career ended and I'm now disabled too.
A wife lusting for money and no children, what would I do?
I was weekly seeing a VA Shrink, because I wanted to die.
One day an old woman in Food Service, said "give God a try!"
We met at the VA Chapel to talk to Him everyday.
I admitted without Him I was lost and to please show me the way.
We prayed for other people and let God speak to our mind.
One day He said "Go to Denver and I said "Is that You this time?"
I said "Lord I want to know if you're real, so this I'm willing to do.
I admit about this I am scared, but I'm willing see if it's You!"
I went back to the kitchen and asked how to resign.
I told them God had spoke to me. They thought I'd lost my mind.
One week later I walked out the door with $300 dollars in hand.
Didn't know where or what to do. He had given me no plan.
Two old women on the Greyhound, said "Child, the Lords on you!"
I said I'm doing this and I'm scared, but I think God told me too.
They wrote names and address in my Bible & for me they prayed.
We laughed and rejoiced until Atlanta. Then went our separate way.
Next stop was St. Louis. A woman that I didn't know.
Said her friend agree to pick up her child, instead she had to go.
I told her about my story, and where I was headed I didn't know.
That I was putting my trust in God and the way He would show.
She became very emotional, saying "This you won't believe!"
I felt God's call to the Mission field. His response I've now received
He sent me someone that thinks and feels like I do.
Who will trust Him blindly. Sir that person is you!"
We both were high on His glory, after what we just learned.
Shortly after they boarded for Denver. "By now, It's my turn!"
I sat down in peace. Smiled from there all the way in.
Reflecting on the talk I had, with my new Christian friend.
Miracle after miracle, too too! many to list here.
Experience things I can never explain. God stayed so very near.
He ask us just to only believe in Him and try to obey.
No matter the road traveled. God will make a way!
I won’t write, I tell my muse. I refuse.
She laughs at my won'ts, my cant's and my do’s.
Most know Trixie; she brazenly dictates to me.
She is puling my strings, never letting me be.
I’m serious, I say. She laughs at my plight.
She forces me to stay awake most of the night.
Magnificent poems climb into my head.
Trixie will tell me when I can go to bed.