Best More Than You Can Chew Poems
(While Pondering The Pavement)
Pondering, we walk on pavements of summer days
Opening ourselves to the sun and its guiding rays
Neanderthals at heart we take the same path each day
Driven by our past we troddle on with sobering mainstay.
Every step propels us forward, ... take time to pray
Regardless of the outcome "belief will show the way"
Immigrant of earth keep walking even on a rainy day
No matter how old you are always remember to play !
Grass is never greener on the other side, so they say.
THE
Pavement can be slick or smooth depending on your view
Abandon not your dreams, don't ask others what to do
Victory is hard work but don't take more than you can chew
Eliminate doubt and fear be brave but know your cue
Meander slowly round the curves, whistle when your blue
East West South North, where you go is really up to you !
Nod to the crowd but share your thoughts only with a few
Take a path that will lead you to the roses filled with dew.
You work and work for years and years. You're always on the go.
You never take a minute off, you're too busy makin' dough.
Some day, you say, you'll have your fun when you're a millionaire.
Imagine all the fun you'll have in your old rockin' chair,
so enjoy yourself, it's later than you think.
Enjoy yourself while you're still in the pink.
The years go by as quickly as you wink,
so enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself, it's later than you think.
Your heart of hearts, your dream of dreams your ravishing brunette
has left you now and she's become somebody else's pet.
Lay down that gun, don't try my friend to reach the great beyond.
You'll have more fun by reaching for a red-head or a blonde,
so enjoy yourself, it's later than you think.
Enjoy yourself while you're still in the pink.
The years go by as quickly as you wink.
Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself, it's later than you think.
You love somebody very much, you'd like to set the date,
but money doesn't grow on trees so you decide to wait.
You're so afraid that you will bite off more than you can chew.
Don't be afraid, you won't have teeth when you reach ninety two,
so enjoy yourself, it's later than you think.
Enjoy yourself while you're still in the pink
The years go by as quickly as you wink,
so enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself, it's later than you think.
You never visit nightclubs so you never get a dance.
You don't have time for silly things like moonlight and romance.
You only think of dollar bills tied neatly in a stack,
but when you kiss a dollar bill it doesn't kiss you back,
so enjoy yourself, it's later than you think.
Enjoy yourself while you're still in the pink.
The years go by as quickly as you wink,
so enjoy, enjoy, enjoy yourself, it's later than you think.
Enjoy! Enjoy! Enjoy Yourself! It's later than you think.
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One day Diaz the Dragon was hungry, but too tired to hunt
"Hmm, what's good to eat, I've already had a lamb, but he was a runt!"
In the woods he spied, Alessandra the unicorn. "Hmm," thought he,
"Why if I ate her, I'd have the strength of three!"
But how to lure her in, close enough for his paws?
"I've got it! Why she'll step right into my jaws!"
He laid near her drinking spot with a groan.
"Oh dear, have you a spare eye to loan?
See, I've had too many sweets and treats
I've not got much stomach for meats."
She laughed, "Why it seems sir, I understand the gravity,
you've gone and given yourself a cavity."
"Would you be so kind as to look?
Here, stand in my mouth by that tooth with a crook!"
And she did. Diaz snapped shut his mouth,
But instead of her, he caught her horn with a shout!
"Ha!" said Alessandra the unicorn. "That'll teach you!"
"Never bite off more than you can chew!"
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I was going through an old notebook this morning and found this gem. So I typed it up and edited it quite a bit. And by quite a bit, I mean, I kept the plot intact.....
Hope you enjoy.
“One man, one woman”
My father will sternly warn me
And severally, oh! Severally
Will he repeat in my hearings
Loudlier than ever saying
“Son will you take on too many woes”?
“Oh! My father” of what do you speak again
My tender heart skipping a hurdle
A firm handshake erupting
Between my pounding heart
And my twinging left eyeball
Cry out then I unto him
“Oh! My father it is, but very early at dawn
And with his eyes wide open
My father beholds the fruit of his loins
Who erstwhile had previously
Been wrapped in swaddling clothes,
A tiny little young creature
My father takes in a deep smiling breath
And another deep breath quick to follow
And calmly says
“Son, my son -do not take on more than you can chew!
Listen boy, listen to me!
Beautiful many a women come,
Poison and woes their abundance bring
But of one man, one woman!
What potent panacea more would you request
One man, one woman boy!
One man, one woman Son.
The journey began from birth
Since presented out into this life,
The brow beating experience,
Gloom besetting this vagabond soul
Are harrowing like the trail in front,
The ancestors had proclaim the future
To be bright, baring all retributions
Encounters in life,
They have spat out hard wine
Cracked the obliging kola nuts
And chewed the Alligator pepper,
Honey gel and Adun had featured in my throat
I have been boiled in salted perfume
And showered with herbal spring,
My soap is dark mushroom from an ancient iroko
Soaked in the pot of palm oil
I am spick and span;
The red-hot emerald from ember of coal
Have burnt into my chord
And swallowed into my belly,
I, lifted up with shaking hands
And showed to the rising sun,
The two hands clasped together
Taken up at wrists with shaky hands
And showed to the setting sun,
My legs brought together
Gripped at the ankles with shaking hands
And turned upside down;
Showing me the underside, inner in of the universe
The world is not trust worthy
Don’t take more than you can chew
Don’t give more than you can chew
You will grow and yet old
Prosper in life yet progressive
Go in peace,
You will not miss it
You will not die
You will not smell
You will not wander
You will not miss the entrance to your abode
You will not suffer reproach
Go with joy,
I then gathered together including
Sack of experience of life on my back
Loaded with my egg on top,
They weigh a tone but, not a weigh down.
I have journey to the end of the ocean,
Climbed to the tallest peak
Tour to where the wind originated,
Seen and met genera diverse in
Mythology, taste, setting in milieu
I have gone to the end of pleasure
And back; still I am on trip.
Why go to sleep?
When we are the ones that have missing things.
Why take a breeze?
When I am the one that needs zephyr.
Why cry until you are satisfied?
When you are always dissatisfied.
Why go and feel contempt?
When we only need respect.
So, why do you expose yourself?
When you haven't cleansed yourself.
Why go and overreact?
When you sometimes don't make a great impact.
Why go and bite?
When you know you cannot eat more than you can chew.
Why give?
When you only deserve.
Why shed some tears?
When they sometimes aren't clear.
Why are you happy?
When you know you are lying.
Why are we bleeding?
When we only need healing.
So, why live?
When we go and die.
And why die?
When we want life.
We might fall down,
But it is never too late,
'Cause life,
Starts now...
Gossip here, gossip there - best to steer clear.
If you do not, you can pay for it quite dear.
This applies if you're in the west or east,
For you don't want a brittle bug for feast.
Gossip here, gossip there - best not to do.
Doing so can end with more than you can chew.
This applies if you're in the north or south,
For a fly does not enter a closed mouth.
8/7/2019
IT WAS A SETUP
In the beginning the was word
And the word became flesh
It was a setup! When a virgin was with a child
And the little child shall lead them.
Et tu, Brute? Et tu, Brute?
In exchange of your brothers blood for the kisses of death? Oh! Judas!
Is that your brothers blood in your hands, oh! Simone Peter?
Betrayal is deeper than a cut in flesh itself.
"Let him be crucified" they said.
In brutality they forced crown of thorns on his head
Knowing not it was a prediction
It was a setup!
Untransformed minds mocked him,
bowed and knee before him
Saying " Hail King of the Jews"
Knowing not the power of the tongue
It was a setup!
he dug his own grave
Creating the weapon
To kill the anointed
It was a setup!
They should have bound his arms behind,
Instead they crossed him, drank from the cup of confusion.
Bones crossed grievously,
Flesh ripped and blood pouring like water
To conquer, heal and to save children of God, they miscounted
It was a setup!
Eli, Eli, Lama sabachthani?
The Father groans for His only begotten son
for he knew no sin hence became a sin
For so He loved the world.
" it is finished "
The mouth of Sheol, swallowed him rejoicing
"You bite off more than you can chew"
Grave couldn't contain him for He has been crowned.
It was a setup!
By: Nosipho C Madywabe
Such is your 'No' phobia, you repeatedly bite off more than you can chew
Stuck as a broken record on yes, you agree to things you don't want to do
sign up for things you hate
Such is your 'No' phobia, you vote no to the life you want
and vote yes to the life you dread
foregoing your power to others..... bearing their crosses
Uncustomised for surrogacey....feathering their nests while yours
lies in tatters
Such is your 'No' phobia, you think it's a swear word
left you lawless and no boundaries - gained you nothing
but users, takers and abusers
A yesaholic in need of a 12 step program
'yes', yourself made titanic
sinking rapidly, but for a 911 sea rescue to change course
An Idiomatic Chicken Tale
Don’t count your chickens before they hatch,
you may bite off more than you can chew.
But if you do count, make sure you have
a bird in the hand rather than two in the bush.
When counting don’t put all of your eggs in one basket,
or you will be running around like a chicken with its head cut off.
Try not to let any hatched chickens escape because
they may try to cross the road.
Try to remember to count slowly because
slow and steady wins the race.
Someone else could count but for now
the ball is in your court.
If you decide to count you can’t do
it at the drop of a hat.
Fortunately, having to count will only
occur once in a blue moon.
If you don’t really want to count
remember, there are other fish in the sea.
You can always ask them to do it
and rain on their parade.
Whoever counts can’t slough off
they will have to go the whole nine yards.
If an error is made, don’t blame the process
because a poor workman blames his tools.
Someone who doesn’t understand what you
are doing may figure you are off your rocker
and not playing with a full deck. But I say
people who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones.
Always keep in mind that you have to break a few
eggs to make an omelet!
Are you blue because the place you live is like a zoo and you don't have a clue of what to do? Your spouse is acting a louse, kids driving you mad, you feel you're in the monkey house.
So you grab a cold brew to bring you through, you have another and another, keep faking the funk until you get drunk, now you're in the stew, you have bit off more than you can chew.
Then you retreat to the back room where you resume to consume now your head is going Vroom. Then you start to fume because the loom of gloom has filled the room, now you're in a tomb.
But before you resume take it to the drawing room cause there's too much on your plate, you can reevaluate. So, if you find yourself in a zoo you won't have to reach for a brew because you'll see it from a different point of view.
Moving Your Metatarsals
This is dedicated to Julia Ward
Unsure of where poetry ship is moored.
Distinctly from every ones due accord
We are looking forward to reading Ward
Who has been known as new creator
Of what we call the jovial Julia navigator.
Look forward to having her poems around
Read them and end up becoming spellbound
By each and every intricate item she will write
Tasted like steak and out of want to take a bite.
Never need to bite off more than you can chew
And without further adieu there are a few
Of her profound poems issued out in parcels
To access better start moving your metatarsals.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
RiverSea Plantation
Bolivia, NC
You always do this to me
spend money on things we don't need,
stop spending more than you have
you act like you're filled with greed.
You are always biting off
more than you can chew,
we would have more money
if you would stop buying booze.
Twenty dollars here
and thirty dollars there,
stop wasting what we don't have
I feel like pulling out my hair.
You must be severely stupid
and you always complain,
about not having any money
stop playing this dumb ass game.
Stop being a jackass
and realize what you're doing,
guess you should be treated like a baby
sitting in your juices and stewing.
Why can't you be a saver?
You've always said you can't trust yourself,
quit drinking, then you'll see
we'd be up to our eyes with wealth.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
May.13/2015
Guess I'm the only smart one in this so-called relationship.
Inside Myself
Inner strength,
Bring me peace.
Cover me over,
To be released.
Beauty inside,
Reveal yourself.
Find within,
The forgotten wealth.
Determination,
Prove to me.
So I don’t fail,
Or cease to believe.
Forgotten glory,
Shine again.
Return unto thee,
My heart to mend.
Veiled character,
Remain unstained.
Remove the dust,
That still remains.
Tampered spirits,
Revive your song.
Sing once more,
To whom you belong.
Unnamed splendor,
Rise again yet.
Though it may vanish,
Do not forget.
Traveled feet,
Wander from afar.
Yet never be fooled,
By who you truly are.
Opened eyes,
See the clear view.
Do not bite off,
More than you can chew.
Exhausted ears,
It’s hard to know.
Who to trust,
And who to let go.
Everyday there's something new
What can I do when my sky is blue.
Everyday there's something new
Now I wish I had a better view
Everyday there's something new
And there are some things I never do.
Everyday there's something new
And some things I wish I never knew
Everyday there's something new
Some couples stick together like glue.
Everyday there's something new
People act crazy and the world is a zoo
Everyday there's something new
Gardeners are happy with what they grew.
Everyday there's something new
After a rain I examine the dew
Everyday there's something new
For many circumstances we go through.
Everyday there's something new
If ,it doesn't fit you, don't wear the shoe!
Everyday there's something new
Why to eat more than you can chew
Everyday there's something new
But, for some of us nothing is new
Everyday there's something new
Some people are walking news.
Everyday there's something new
I wish I didn't have to hear more bad news
Everyday there's something new
I see good deeds far in between few.
Everyday there's something new
I always wish for love to be true
Everyday there's something new
Some people make other people blue.
Everyday there's something new
And some people just love trouble to brew
Everyday there's something new
Let me help you when you're blue
Everyday there's something new
Let me show you, that my love is true!
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2005
October,27,2014