Best Munroe Poems
dang,
grandma was a real hubba bubba-
killer-diller
khaki wacky boycrazygirl
a spiffy hot damn hoofer
during the dark hours of WWII
and the devastation
followed with
unrestrainedjubibilation
beat me daddy eight to the bar
grandma was a real hubba bubba-
franksinatracrooner
singing grandma put on her stompers
she was a babydoll soppysappysharp
a spiffy hot damn hoofer
worked in a factory
building partsforairplanes for the boys
no siree bob she was not giving up her job
she had
dreams
a white picket fence
in the
boondocks
grandma was-
a spiffy
hot damn
hoofer
no gobbledygook she told great stories
of what it was like
after the war forthetroops and all
pin-up girls like Marilyn Munroe
Elvis
Roy Orbison
Jerry Lee Lewis
drive-ins
fancy wheels ovaltine
casablanca goingmyway its a wonderful life
for whom the bell tolls earnesthemmingway
it was a time of attitude
no fuddy-duddy she had the gams
met grandpa doingtheswing
they had no lettuce moolah greenbacks
but they
were over the top
stuck on glued
bonkers in love oh grandma had
no fear of saying hi-de-ho
he said hey sugar are you rationed
dang
grandma was a real hubba bubba-
killer-diller
kacky wacky boycrazygirl
take a gander withyourpeepers
at this thingamabob poem
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June 2, 2015
Free Verse
Inspired by the slang of the 1940's
For the contest, Talk the Talk and Walk the Walk, sponsor, Debbie Guzzi
First Place
Charlie was the instrument
behind his investigating team
though no one saw his face
the telephone link worked a dream
John Bosley was the head
making sure operations did smoothly run
keeping the angels united together
in the battle defeating crime bar none
Kelly Garrett was the longest server
displaying her skills in every episode
her beauty and poise were supreme
as Jaclyn superbly showed
Jill Munroe was the pin up girl
with the blonde hair and figure to match
although only in for series one
Farrah was really quite a catch
Sabrina Duncan was the brainy one
with the looks also to combine
investigating with determination and insight
Kate J showed her to be one of a kind
Kris Monroe came in as Jill’s sister
one that knew how to shoot
small in stature but very petite
Cheryl certainly was a real beaut
Tiffany Wells took over from Sabrina
a real clever beauty you could tell
master of latin as well as the violin
real class is our Shell
Julie Rogers came in at finale
bringing real grit to the team
raised on streets of the Bronx
Tanya showed herself a real dream
What memories we all have
of the angels who were fab
we even can catch up on DVD
the loveliest angels we ever did see
poetgord
IDEA IDEAL TO DIE FOR
As much as we celebrate the organization of liberation
We also celebrate those that birthed the idea
Heroes come and go but their idea live forever
Life victory is rooted in he who perceive the path of freedom
Neither turning to the left or right just focused on the ultimate goal
Choosing to die or die trying that JUSTICE of Human Right must prevail
This is the IDEA IDEAL DYING FOR - Peace, Love and Life
Mother Teresa, Nelson Mandela, Martin Luther King Jr and Many More
They all lived and die for an Idea that was ideal to die for
The greatest LIFE, is the person that sacrifice his life for others
What if Mandala Sold the future, the Idea that cost him 30plus years in prison?
If it was you, would sacrifice your life – I mean idea worthy dying for
Knowing that you will never live to enjoy the benefits your blood
This is the IDEA IDEAL DYING FOR - Justice, Liberty and Charity
Why burry your head in the sandy of idealess freedom
Your life is worthless if it is all ingrained in your selfish benefit
Myles Munroe Said problem solvers should be paid more
Because their ideas benefit everyone – what is your idea?
That is why the IDEA of Purpose discovery for nation development was IDEAL to die for!
And still the idea for POVERTY eradication is ideal standing for
This is the IDEA IDEAL DYING FOR - Freedom, Family and Friends
(Anthony Ngabwe)
TONY THE POET
With pursed lips she thought of words with rhyme
The ticking time, hot tea, a short fun time.
Thus Rachel wrote a poem to search a mate,
Then replies start, some shy, some asked to date.
Raj chanced upon her gauntlet poetry
One sunny morn and wrote back something cheesy.
The tocking clock, earl grey, the bright of day
Brows focused on finger keyboard ballet.
“You're pretty witty”, his first failed attempt,
“Be my Munroe hoe?”; second so contempt.
Feeble empty, would surely seal his doom
Honest reflect, might lead his words to bloom:-
My mind identifies lies as clear as day
My mind though open battles not to judge others
My mind sees positive amidst oceans of other's despair
My mind seems complicated with it's simplicity of thought
I like to wiggle around and masquerade it as dance
I think about pulling monkey faces at naughty pensioners
I bought a maiden hair fern plant and now worry if it is happy with me
I once told a distraught 13 year old that I too wet the bed at his age, when I didn't
My passion is the morning calm before the bustling day
My passion is for art though I know it helps just a few
My passion is planting seeds and waiting for miracles
My passion is syntax, with rhythm and depth
And those were the words which Raj wrote to share
With feathers crossed on a wing and a prayer
The rhyme escaped and the iambic lost
Was it a worthy risk or would it cost?
Courage is a quality that describes well this star who fought an uphill battle since childhood when abandoned by a mother suffering from mental issues, and later having to overcome sexual abuse in several foster homes - then trying to build a career for herself while trapped in an era where sexy women weren't taken seriously.
from pin-up girl to leading lady
sultry goddess
cultural icon and phenomenon
movie star
sex symbol
her public mesmerized
a beauty mark
red sumptuous lips
trademark blonde hair
photographed at every angle
product of an unstable childhood
early scars that never healed
deep down just a girl shy and insecure
hooked and determined
to defy odds and make it big
Norma Jeane
in over her head
in a conniving
vicious shark tank
fame but at what risk
just wanting to be loved
but never enough to fill the void
the little girl
in the skin of a strong woman
issues of trust and abandonment
not so easily conquered
addiction depression and anxiety
lurking in the dark
Norma Jeane
Marilyn Munroe
larger than life
her name still conjuring a dreamy aura
enigmatic her candle in the wind
Read on air by invitation ~ September 19, 2020 'MYTHS & LEGENDS'
AP: 1st place 2025, 2nd place 2025, 3rd place 2020
Submitted on September 5, 2020 for contest COURAGE sponsored by CHANTELLE ANNE COOKE - RANKED 3RD
Har, ya say it aren't so.
Yer holds a black spot.
Ye won't live to be old.
Grow short on the clock.
We want that, Gold.
Those cobs in a box.
Nice to know ya Munroe.
Pistol shot, flintlock.
Plentiful clover carpet compresses
Set up, sat on, months of manuals
Scripted mouth emits, put to practical test
Three leaf varieties finally defeated
Select among smutty monotonous menu
Virtuous entry through untainted eyes
Coveting customer jumps at his chance
Increased green providence giving
In response to her simplistic pitch
From a patch of debauchery, needing more
While desperate to escape, proposal hatched
Parched plucked stem becomes framed image
Portrait four concedes its feature
Velour wrapped, museum artefact
Standing on verbal agreement alone
From her newborn forty year old soul
Sighs, exclamations, ancient albums emerge
Butterfly Marilyn Munroe emolument ascends
Nectar injector helicopter hopeful clover hoverers
Pick three leaved generic green challenges -
Platter of arrangement layers sensation
Sweets tweased by fingers allergic to trauma
Avoiding at all cost chaos of civil gambles
Defence of dollars steps boldly, saves them
Delivers love instant pizza piping pineapple
Peppers boundaries between enamour and business
Eaten with gusto of negotiations fixed
Good luck grabs devoid of caution
Displays desired quatro leaf, ego inflation
Sprite ties his Tinkerbell in tacit consent
20th August
Renting Return Lust
Of the original three
One has left our shore
To grace the heavens
Of whom they'll adore
Jill Munroe
Golden haired girl
Whose looks and posters
Brightened mans world
Charlie's angel
Where she made her name
TV and big screen
As she rose to fame
But this dreaded word
Ended her life
As Ryan declared
For her to be his wife
But at 9.30am this day
This golden blond, has drifted away
To rest in peace, relieve her pain
Earth's loss is heavens gain
For white wings she'll grow
And grace the clouds
Her ability, applause out loud
This, Angel with the Angels
" Dedicated to Mary Farrah Leni Fawcett - one of Charlie's Angels "