Best Melissa Poems
Melissa Lont
1825 - 1911
How does one as low and humble as I
Sum up my life of 86 years
In a mere poem as brief and short-lived
As life itself?
And what is the secret to my long life?
What do I know that you, my friend,
Would like to know
About success and survival?
About good health and good luck?
My answer is this:
Do not complain and do not explain! Never!
And as for being married all those years to Doctor Lont?
Well, truth be known, like Hera,
I knew of my husband’s infidelities.
But I also knew to look the other way
And pretend to not see or know!
I admired Ida Kincaid for her sacrifices to maternity.
But I loathed Ida Kincaid for her matrimonial mendacity.
At her funeral in June of 1903
I aloofly stood across the way
There on dusty Broadway Street
Under the bulbous blue jacarandas
Screaming hallelujahs!
As Mr. White lowered her cream-colored coffin into the Netherworld!
And when Doctor Lont, my husband of 41 years, died of the consumption,
I did not cry nary a tear!
Why should I have?
Now I too am resting within this hard ground next to him.
Next to the man, my man in perpetual suspenders from Springfield,
My man who never ceased being a boy.
Melissa always dreamed of being a beach lifeguard,
But when it got to the age when she asked about it,
She was told she could not because of her eye sight,
Since she is visually impaired and so can't see well.
Whilst studying sports science she found the triathlon,
To be a sport which she could do - a guide sees for you,
And so trained hard every day on a static turbo trainer,
Where you don't need someone to show you the way.
Her swimming background means that she does best,
At the swimming part of the three-disciplined triathlon,
The other components being cycling and running, PT5,
But the honest truth is she really loves the whole thing.
In 2013 in Antalya, Turkey, at the ETU European Champs,
Para-triathlon, Melissa won the hip-hop, most desired gold,
And in 2014 in Kitzbühel in Austria, Melissa won the silver,
At the ETU European Champs, where everybody else was.
2015, and the ETU Europeans again but this time Geneva,
And Melissa took the bronze, then 2016, the Netherlands,
And Melissa bagged another bronze. She teaches swimming,
Was born Nottinghamshire in 1990, and trains in Cornwall.
In Rio she won a bronze and so stood tall on the podium,
When the GB anthem sounded for her and Nicole Walters,
She’s already training hard for the next Paralympic games,
Which are to be held in Tokyo, Japan, in the year 2020.
On the Rockies,
on the Kilimanjaro,
on the Himalayas,
and even on the
Everest.
Sojourn wherever
you please,
my desperation
will surely
find you.
abover of music
looney tunes can be woman
digital author
my senior edsil
my broken pony,lovegun
it was fun.knowing
The epic behind the satellite epic that was and remains...the career of lewis Findlay.....
He who calls his brother races is endangered of council
Thank you twiggy for all those dedications of carly simon
And you're re so vain
Vanity of vanities
My darling Sheba
You were my joy and pleasure my sorry shame.
We brought the midnight sun to rise
Across the eb,ny starlite skies
Again like us more shall not come
Barbara srreisand , Kris kristofferson
so crushed by the love
simple,above me they fly
fly high,skip away
I drove
A cab
Twelve hour days
Of sullen streets
Strangers
Wild kids
Bored cops
Pushing through
The clogged veins of the city
People and traffic everywhere
Moving
Searching
For
Something to buy
Or someone to own.
It was a summer
Of hot days
And slow nights
When I picked her up
I didn't know her name
So I called her Melissa
Long brown hair
Form fitting white top
Tight breasts
Friendly smile
Perfect tan
And a look in her eyes
All the way up Madison
She talked
In her preppie school accent
About her husband
Her small apartment
Her job
And the kids
She didn't have.
She talked and I
Wondered what else did she want to forget?
She called me Charlie Brown
"You're the man
Charlie Brown"
She was pretty
And I was lonely
So I smiled
Nodded my head
And listened.
I liked her
But I knew my place
I was the driver
And she was Melissa
When we stopped
I glanced at the fare
It looked small in my hand
Melissa was not a big tipper
Still I watched
The way her hips and thighs
Slid across the back seat.
When she got out
Her smile froze
And she
Never looked back.
Every time I drove up Madison
Past the expensive stores
Shoppers
Strolling by
Carefree
Not a worry in the world
I thought of her
Wondering if she made up with her husband
Had kids
Or moved out.
I would slow down
Hoping
To catch a glimpse of her
Somewhere in the crowd
But I never saw her again.
Dear sweet Miss Melissa
Fallen head over heels for you
A welcome breath of sweetness
Genuine through and through
Midst all the raucous behaviour
In today's entertainment scene
Stands tall above all the madness
So honest, so real, so clean
No airs, no ego, no hidden agenda
Unaffected by fortune and fame
Loved you my dear Miss Melissa
Winning at the “Dancing” game
Surely belong on the silver screen
I'd part with big dollars to see
My dear sweet darling Miss Melissa
So genuine, so honest, so free
Dear sweet Miss Melissa
Fallen head over heels for you
Sending love and deep devotion
Long distance but oh so true!
© Jack Ellison 2012
Dedicated to "Dancing With The Stars" winner, Melissa Rycroft
Melissa The Vampire
Melissa is a vampire
They say she is a disgrace.
She never brushes her hair
Or puts make up on her face.
But Melissa has a problem;
A handicap you will agree.
When she looks in a mirror,
Her reflection she cannot see.
Barry Stebbings
24/10/16
You are the blank canvass
On which I would ever paint,
The art that no ill will surpass
Neither could hatred make faint.
Each time before me you pose
Like a replica of the Mona Lisa,
My ink is aroused to compose
Beautiful arts to you, my Melissa.
Oh, I wonder what I would do
If I was gifted like Michelangelo...
Perhaps all I'll always paint is you
If I ever become like Picasso!
Yet I need not to be that excellent
To paint you my love, every moment.
Minute after minute, hour after hour
Every moment of my sanity is you
Loving you is more than a fantasy
Incomparable among the rest
Some might tell me you're beyond reach
Some says stop dreaming
All I can say to them, I won't and I will keep it that way
Melissa
Outgoing, Passionate, Insane, Friend
Adoptive daughter of Carol and James
Lover of Pittsburgh, poetry, and music
Who feels pain, depression, and occasional joy
Who fears stars, death, and heights
Who would like to see Italy, Greece, and success
Resident of Warrington, Pennsylvania
Ross
Here is a little poem to let you know,
that when we are together again i'll never let you go.
I remember when we used to watch the hocky games together,
it seemed like the game would last forever.
I miss all the fun times we had together.
When I think about it now it makes me sad.
But when we are together again,
I know we will be the best of friends.
Daddy just wanted you to know that I have loved you everyday.
So to the lord I prey,
that we will be together again someday.
And when we are together again,
Daddy will be in your life to stay.
So this is what I prey about everyday.
I love you Melissa, forever
Daddy
deep look to her pic
shows the art of da Vinci
Melissa Lundeen