Best Miller Poems
Inside our parents’ bedroom by the door,
our sister Jenny played the old piano.
From all of us a melody would soar
in varying degrees of voice soprano.
A high soprano Jennifer would sing
as pretty Melanie would sing along.
The house with lovely harmony would ring
when I and Dori “seconded” the song.
For church we’d often render “Silent Night.”
Our tiny congregation made such fuss
as if we were four angels in their sight,
and Mom would fairly swoon with pride for us.
Of whims that took no flight I am lamenting;
Mom’s dream, “The Miller Girls . . . now presenting!”
For Sonnet on an Intimate Relationship Poetry Contest:
My best intimate relationship began at home. My four lovely sisters, three of whom are mentioned here, will always be the greatest of my friends.
I did not know how brave
she was, ninety-two,
and I, seventy less...
so young that old age
was textbook stuff:
a fact of life, but not mine.
I was alive and free
to stride the world,
a colossus of youth--
whereas she had ate
almost a century:
and all her friends
and all her family
lay dead somewhere,
except in her mind,
still crisp, poignant
in its memories...
of a wealthy husband,
a daughter dead young,
her own youth and her
beauty remaining lonely
in a silver-framed photo.
She never complained,
this old lady--never once
did I hear lamentations,
a bewailing for the lost
richness of life:
that ripe fullness
she must have once felt
as a wife, a mother,
a woman of grace and beauty,
a living queen in her time.
Now she lived alone in a cold
basement flat, standing barely
five feet tall--yet I've never known
any being braver. But it is only now,
when I am become old myself,
that I envy such courage.
[rec'd n/a in Brian Strand's #2 contest, judged 6/29/20]
~Glenn Miller~
(acrostic)
G-lenn Miller, his music is so wonderfully sublime, enchanting.
L-istening to his "Moonlight Serenade" makes me think of love so tender.
E-ndless joy, in my heart,his music always brings to me. His given
N-ame was,Alton Glenn Miller.He was born in Clarinda, Iowa, U.S.
N-otoriously,performed the trombone.His Glenn Miller Orchestra is divine
M-usician arranger,composer,and great band leader in the swing era.
I-n The Mood",is onother one of my favorite music pieces of his to this day.
L-ittle Brown Jug" "American Patrol" "Tuxedo Junction" and so many more, his
L-egacy is filled of of so much dancing and romance under a moonlit and stars.
E-ntertaining the troops was something very close to his heart.Glenn Miller,
R-emains one of the most famous and recognizable names of the big band era.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
July.21.2015
Author's notes:
My humble poem tribute to one of the greatest and most
unique bandleaders of the big band era,Glenn Miller.
One of my very favorite band leader I personally
love and enjoy hearing the most.I listen to his music
for many years now.And I believe that theres no one like him,
his music can never be duplicated by anyone.
His beautiful music just transcends time and space,forever.
(Born March 1, 1904- Missing December 15,1944)
Years active 1923-1944
In 2003 Miller, received a Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award.
His plane dissapeared while flying over the English Channel.
His remains and that of his crew has never been found.
Miller's status is missing in action up to this date.
Long live the King of Swing!
~Glenn Miller~
(acrostic)
G-lenn Miller, his music is so wonderfully sublime, enchanting.
L-istening to his "Moonlight Serenade" makes me think of love so tender.
E-ndless joy, in my heart, his music always brings to me. His given
N-ame was, Alton Glenn Miller.He was born in Clarinda, Iowa, U.S.
N-otoriously,performed the trombone.His Glenn Miller Orchestra is divine.
M-usician, arranger,composer,and great band leader in the Swing Era.
I-n The Mood", is another one of my favorite music pieces of his to this day.
L-ittle Brown Jug" "American Patrol" "Tuxedo Junction" and so many more, his
L-egacy is filled of so much dancing and romance under a moonlit and stars.
E-ntertaining the troops was something very close to his heart. Glenn Miller,
R-emains one of the most famous and recognizable names of the big Band Era.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
November.28.2018
- “Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain
Author's notes:
My humble poem tribute to one of the greatest and most
unique bandleaders of the big band era,Glenn Miller.
One of my very favorite band leader I personally
love and enjoy hearing the most.I listen to his music
for many years now.And I believe that theres no one like him,
his music can never be duplicated by anyone.
His beautiful music just transcends time and space,forever.
-Born March 1, 1904- Missing December 15,1944-
(Years active 1923-1944)
In 2003 Miller, received a Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award.
His plane dissapeared while flying over the English Channel.
His remains and that of his crew has never been found.
Miller's status is missing in action up to this date.
Long live the King of Swing!
~Glenn Miller~
(acrostic)
G-lenn Miller, his music is so wonderfully sublime, enchanting.
L-istening to his "Moonlight Serenade" makes me think of love so tender.
E-ndless joy, in my heart,his music always brings to me. His given
N-ame was,Alton Glenn Miller.He was born in Clarinda, Iowa, U.S.
N-otoriously,performed the trombone.His Glenn Miller Orchestra is divine
M-usician arranger,composer,and great band leader in the swing era.
I-n The Mood",is onother one of my favorite music pieces of his to this day.
L-ittle Brown Jug" "American Patrol" "Tuxedo Junction" and so many more, his
L-egacy is filled of so much dancing and romance under a moonlit and stars.
E-ntertaining the troops was something very close to his heart.Glenn Miller,
R-emains one of the most famous and recognizable names of the big band era.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
July.27.2017
- “Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain
Author's notes:
My humble poem tribute to one of the greatest and most
unique bandleaders of the big band era,Glenn Miller.
One of my very favorite band leader I personally
love and enjoy hearing the most.I listen to his music
for many years now.And I believe that theres no one like him,
his music can never be duplicated by anyone.
His beautiful music just transcends time and space,forever.
-Born March 1, 1904- Missing December 15,1944-
(Years active 1923-1944)
In 2003 Miller, received a Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award.
His plane dissapeared while flying over the English Channel.
His remains and that of his crew has never been found.
Miller's status is missing in action up to this date.
Long live the King of Swing!
~Glenn Miller~
(acrostic)
G-lenn Miller, his music is so wonderfully sublime, enchanting.
L-istening to his "Moonlight Serenade" makes me think of love so tender.
E-ndless joy, in my heart, his music always brings to me. His given
N-ame was, Alton Glenn Miller. He was born in Clarinda, Iowa, U.S.
N-otoriously, performed the trombone.His Glenn Miller Orchestra is divine.
M-usician, arranger, composer, and great band leader in the swing era.
I-n The Mood", is onother one of my favorite music pieces of his to this day.
L-ittle Brown Jug" "American Patrol" "Tuxedo Junction" and so many more, his
L-egacy is filled of of so much dancing and romance under a moonlit and stars.
E-ntertaining the troops was something very close to his heart. Glenn Miller,
R-emains one of the most famous and recognizable names of the big band era.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
July.22.2016
Author's notes:
My humble poem tribute to one of the greatest and most
unique bandleaders of the big band era, Glenn Miller.
One of my very favorite band leaders I personally
love and enjoy hearing the most.I listen to his music
for many years now.And I believe that theres no one like him,
his music can never be duplicated by anyone.
His beautiful music just transcends time and space, forever.
(Born March 1, 1904- Missing December 15,1944)
Years active 1923-1944
In 2003 Miller, received a Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award.
His plane dissapeared while flying over the English Channel.
His remains and that of his crew has never been found.
Miller's status is missing in action up to this date.
Long live the King of Swing!
My favourite film
which tells the story
of trombone player
and big band leader
Major Glenn Miller
This love story
shows his rise to
fame and fortune
and tragic death
His music
still enjoyed
by people
To this
very
day
Contest: Favourite Movie
Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron
01~02~16
~Glenn Miller~
(acrostic)
G-lenn Miller, his music is so wonderfully sublime, enchanting.
L-istening to his "Moonlight Serenade" makes me think of love so tender.
E-ndless joy, in my heart,his music always brings to me. His given
N-ame was,Alton Glenn Miller.He was born in Clarinda, Iowa, U.S.
N-otoriously,performed the trombone.His Glenn Miller Orchestra is divine
M-usician arranger,composer,and great band leader in the swing era.
I-n The Mood",is onother one of my favorite music pieces of his to this day.
L-ittle Brown Jug" "American Patrol" "Tuxedo Junction" and so many more, his
L-egacy is filled of of so much dancing and romance under a moonlit and stars.
E-ntertaining the troops was something very close to his heart.Glenn Miller,
R-emains one of the most famous and recognizable names of the big band era.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
March.12.2017
Author's notes:
My humble poem tribute to one of the greatest and most
unique bandleaders of the big band era,Glenn Miller.
One of my very favorite band leader I personally
love and enjoy hearing the most.I listen to his music
for many years now.And I believe that theres no one like him,
his music can never be duplicated by anyone.
His beautiful music just transcends time and space,forever.
(Born March 1, 1904- Missing December 15,1944)
Years active 1923-1944
In 2003 Miller, received a Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award.
His plane dissapeared while flying over the English Channel.
His remains and that of his crew has never been found.
Miller's status is missing in action up to this date.
Long live the King of Swing!
- “Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain
Attended a performance of the old Glen Miller band
You younger folks might not remember this man
Back in the war years
We all shed a tear
Missing over the Channel, but we all remain fans
© Jack Ellison 2015
The headline screamed, or so it seemed,
to those who had known her well.
Said: Killer's Confession Solves Case
(from eleven years ago).
The headline shrieked so now at last
we would know all the horror
of how she was strangled
when they were both drunk
and high on something evil
when he stuffed her body in a log.
Today, his conscience broke down.
She was a sweet big-hearted woman
living homeless in an alcoholic fog.
She kept coming around to the rooms of A.A.
and even though for her we would pray,
we worried her days might be few.
Because he finally confessed
manslaughter is the charge he will do.
Twenty years in jail.
Twenty years seems way too few
for the Dixie we once knew.
Poem For Deacon Jeanne Miller
Was amazed when I found my worst enemy
Actually ended up being I, myself and me
Throughout all of time and deep into space
And, of course, it was me setting the pace.
Out of complete control turned out being
And only myself who was worth seeing
Had an ego within my bright, big head
If only I had listened to God instead.
Should know that blessed will be the one
Who gave God credit for what they had done
It is He who I have religiously recognized
While devil down deep there is disguised.
With devil many times I have been annoyed
God removed my sins and then devil destroyed
A tremendous thought from God did did occur
Instead of him what if Devil had been a her.
So ho, ho, ho and have a very merry time
Up tree of life you will start to timidly climb
When gray, old and top you tried and reached
Was due to great sermon to people you preached.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
So blessed be our beloved Deacon Jeanne
Never short sighted but hard to see her bean.
John Miller and William H Bonney,
are both one and the same apparently,
at least that's what John Miller would claim occasionally,
but never when he was sober, drunk only.
John Miller and The Kid most legendary,
did indeed share a lot of similarities.
John too was small in stature with a frail framed body just like Billy,
and his shooting skills were extraordinary.
No one could match his speed or accuracy,
and whenever a gang rode into town,
it was always John Miller who would confront them and stand them all down.
Both hands on his pistols openly displayed,
often was more than enough to send even the most hardened outlaws on their way.
Friends and neighbors would then celebrate at their local saloon,
buying drink after drink for John Miller to consume,
and then after many a shot of whiskey and pint of ale,
John Miller would start spinning his Billy the Kid tales.
Always in great detail he would share these stories,
of how he wasn't John Miller but William H Bonney,
but hung over the next day he would deny all those stories completely.
''I was drunk,'' John would always say,
''and I guess I got a little carried away.
Billy Bonney is not me,
I'm just an ageing relic with a checkered history,''
and up until the day he died he stuck to that story.
He was only John Miller and not William H Bonney.
Shortly before his death a mysterious purchase was made,
for a new headstone for one Catherine Antrim's grave.
Catherine Antrim was Billy the Kid's mother,
and the bill of sale record clearly reads,
PURCHASED BY: John Miller
Was just a young'un in the big band era
But it seems just like yesterday
Listening to Glenn Miller and Tommy Dorsey
Still love it right to this day
Miller's Modernaires, and Dorsey's Pied Pipers
With their smooth harmonic blend
Chattanooga Choo-Choo and The Trolley Song
Brought me so much pleasure no end
Guess I was influenced by my older sisters
Was not even ten at the time
It just goes to show the impact they had made
For those long ago days I still pine
It wasn't until Elvis debuted in fifty-six
When Rock'n Roll took over
The Big Band era came quickly to a halt
And ended it's popular exposure
Don't even know what is popular today
Or even if they've given it a name
Guess I'm just an old guy living in the past
Progress is the name of the game
A beautiful human being,
Lost her life, and no one seems to know why
If only her silence could be broken, If only her
Soul would wander around and deliver the untold
The story no one could tell,
The truth about what happened, Someday will be revealed
Classification and separation, Is what we often feel
Taken so violently, Bared the brutal pain,
An innocence loss, Is what she became
No matter the shape or life that she led,
She didn't deserve the death she was fed
I feel for the mother, The loss of her child,
Can be filled with no other ,The father and sister
Aunt,cousins and family will remember Tyisha,
All the good memories
Tyisha?
Do you remember the silly arguments,
We used to always have
Sitting around our desks in our elementary class,
You were mad at me and I was mad at you
Because we had some much in common,
And yet we hated to
You carried my birthday, I carried your age,
You carried my year, I carried your first name
You were like me, as I was like you,
But Tyisha Tyisha, you were taken to soon
We had our differences, We went our separate ways,
But still I remember you, Just like it was yesterday
You carried my first name, As I carried yours,
I carried a tone, Much lighter than you
But still you were taken, To soon To soon,
A home you found in heaven
With our lord, Jesus Christ,
So sad you had to leave this world
And join another life,
Nine years had gone by, Before I'd seen your face,
And when that day had finally come, It was on the newspaper page
I couldn't believe it was true,
So much sadness I felt for you
I know it wasn't right, A shameful breach of trust,
Your life was taken so quickly but the memories nobody can touch
From this day forward, Just trust and believe,
For the Master will surely supply all your needs
Tyisha don't worry, You're safe and your sound,
No longer are you burdened , No longer are you bound
Tyisha, Tyisha, Please remember me, I'll see you again,
Rest in peace, Rest in peace
(December 1998)
(By Tyesha Ehigiator)
(Aka Tyesha Miles)
(An Old classmate)
One sunny day little Mary Miller
Picked up a mottled green caterpillar,
Which became a monster moth.
One fine morn her dad grew wroth:
Her moth laid eggs in his denture filler.
5/2/2023