Best Number One Fan Poems
Hints not taken from countless missed calls,
and no replies to tons of texts.
Still she searches through social media clues,
pursuing like a hunter,
pondering why his green light illuminates.
Investigating google's archives,
she claims to be his number one fan.
She knows the clothes he wears
and the places where he eats.
Downloading images does not crave her fascination.
She follows him like the moon.
Lurking..
Standing at corners, hidden in alleys.
Her binocular eyes preying on him.
He can feel her watching silently.
Hear her obsessive deep breaths,
ensuing his every step.
The sight of her eerie image
is like a million beetles,
crawling under his skin,
driving him insane - controlling his mind.
Her nauseating voice leads to nervous sensations
with outbreaks of panicky perspiration.
His stomach tightens and heart beats violently.
His eyes glare in shock, his body seems frozen.
and all she can say is;
" I do it because I love you!"
Silent One
Simple Musing
7 November 2017
Just a quick example for the 'stalker' contest
The first to comment
Uplifting my soul
Did anyone know
How difficult to share
My thoughts
My love
My deepest emotions
Did anyone care
As I laid my soul bare
Tentatively putting my poems out there
For all to see
For all to stare
My first time was scary
I was so unaware
if my poetry
could move
or even inspire
or was it just rubbish
to burn on the fire
Confidence restored
my poetry is now
completely diverse
a veritable smorgasbord
of joy
of sadness
of life thus far
and all because she commented
my friend
my superstar
From the Isle of Man
I’m her number one fan
She’s my sweetest friend
And her name is Jan
Written 21st September 2019
1st Place
Contest Name Pick a Friend on Soup
Sponsor Bobby May
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Sponsor Brian Strand
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She told the dragons
where to fly
and which men
should helplessly die
She is the dragon queen
the ruler of flying beasts
she is so mean
but her lips are all so sweet
Her kingdom was vast
and it covered far
from the corner of the oceans
to the nearest star
But could she love
a mortal man
her destiny was to be tried
by her number one fan
Together they would dance
at the dragons feet
and their love would prosper
in sweltering heat
But the man would bite
the forbidden fruit
and he would die so softly
as he seek the truth
We Are Who We Are
We are the HFB
All my crazy and loving friends and me,
Everyday I try to relax and chill
And share my day and chat with Jill,
When I’m really down and feeling lowly
My best pick-me-upper is Debbie Ivey,
Mirian’s posts are awesome and she cares
I would love to meet her someday; hugs we will share,
This gal now works nights so we’re missing her at the party
The talented photographer, our caffeine-infused Marty,
Then there’s Katie who’s photos in the light and the dark
Are amazing, and she made me an Adam Lambert bookmark,
Summer Rae used to beg, “please, me, me, me”
Now she’s creating baby number three, Oakley,
Mikki’s had a very busy and winning year
She’s helped me out and I hope she knows I’m always here,
Making videos and winning cards are many
That’s our crazily creative Jenny,
Pet beds were made lovingly by our number one fan
Sandy’s talent is appreciated, especially by Kenn, her man,
Annette’s travels allowed her to meet Debbie L. in Disney
And at her son’s wedding were also Sandy and Jenny,
Bonnie’s wit and charm is reflected in those apples falling from her tree
Hilarious antics and wacky words of wisdom from Brendan and Bailey,
Patrick continues to inspire others and, of course, me
The lifesize model of the notorious PP,
Susan Weiner has become a winner
She’s a very gracious and talented beginner,
The Pattys, Donnas, and Debbies keep us entertained
And we try to keep Cougar Connie contained,
I was collecting books for a special cause
Honored to receive authored books from Connie, Marilyn, and Michelle Dokos
Uplifting posts from Lisa, Deana, Kristi, Rebecca, Jeanie, and Mar
Keep me going with how much they care
Also Leanora, I really do adore ya
And next time I’m on the Jersey sand, I hope to run into Dorann
Thanks to the Hallmark team
For fun competitions, flurries and blurries
Even for second guesses after hitting “submit” and the worries
We’ve all created a great community here
Where strangers have become friends we hold dear
I wrote this for my friends of the HFB on Facebook. I've made more friends since I wrote this in July for Fan Appreciation Month; this is for ALL of you...
Ladies please take note
this is a massage for
the little man in the boat.
To whom so much of myself
I willingly devote.
I hope you understand,
the way you melt in my mouth
and not in my hand.
I am forever
your number one fan.
You spend more time
than any dentist,
looking down my throat.
And I have to admit,
I've always admired your boat.
From the first time
you taught me what to do.
We had fun like teenagers
skinny dipping in your canoe.
As I became the engine
to your motorboat,
you laugh whenever a hair
gets caught in my throat.
You say I'm doing it right
when I can't breath.
I thought it was funny
the first time I sneezed.
Will you take this chance and hold me like you never could,
hold me close as though our last day we should.
Wipe the tears that my eyes will drop
Show me unconditional love to the point of none stop
Smile for me if that is the only way to make me smile
Find little ways to make our time worth the while
Will you take my hand
Feel my heart for where you stand
Walk with me and not alone
Give me the gift of a happy home
Warmth and security
Together as two
Will you grow with me
and still remain true
Cherish my name as a scar by your soul
True love to strong to let go
Remember me as I will remember you
Without a doubt believing the "I love you"
No question in mind
knowing the truth is beyond blind
Understanding who i am as an individual bean
Give me the strength to see the unseen
See me outside the light's pure sun
Help me forgive the undone
Recognize my like's my wants and my fears
Be my number one fan to throw all my cheers
Respect me and my life's view
And see past the words that are untrue
Can you build the ground for which i walk
Or enjoy the words for which i talk
Love the woman I want to be
Will you be able to walk with me...
Remember me, that is all that I ask,
It is not an obligation neither it is a task,
But please remember me, and whatever I did in the past,
It was not my intentions for us to be apart,
Remember this poem that it was coming from my heart,
Even though you're alone, I just had to do that,
Kimmy & Thura you are always at heart,
Remember me and my name, put 'Mute' on your heart,
Remember that people do not live Forever,
Asking for the world to remember me now or never,
Aslong as you are on this earth, all you need is favour,
I may not be some one you like or do better,
But I once wanted to be if you can only remember,
'Better Days' Ooh 'Better Days' I say to you in this poem,
If you stare at my Picture you'll be like "Is This Him?"
Because someone like me ended up in a dream,
You'll ask many people about the book of this poem,
Remember all the people that I used to love,
I never wanted to loose them because they got my Love,
Remember all my friends that I give and gave my Love,
Won't forget about Mailess the only girl I truly do love,
I send happiness to you and you guys much love,
Remember me, I just came here to see,
Even those that hate, I know they miss me,
10 Years from now I guess you won't remember me,
For school Bloods hope you'll remember me,
I am your number one fan & Matthew you're part of me,
The family that I belong to I know it will remember me,
Lemans's Fourth Born Son this won't be a tragedy,
Remember that you people were my inspiration,
Remember how I turned Haters words into motivation,
Remember that this poem is just a Dedication,
Words from my heart I say to at this session,
Will you remember me??
Mutesha Lemana
© All Rights Reserved 2016.
I'm very outgoing, yeah I talk to some girls,
but you got to understand, you're the queen of my world.
Honey, If I had the money, I would glitter your life.
I'd buy you diamond rings and I would make you my wife.
It's true, you've put me through, I'm stuck to you like super glue.
I just wouldn't know what I'd do without you as my boo!
I stand grand in this land, with you at my hand.
How can I make you understand that I'm forever your man?
You're like the leader of the band and I'm your number one fan!
You're totally fine, you're fun, crazy, sexy, and cool.
So glad you're mine, the one, that makes the other boys drool.
When I think about the times I brought a tear to your eye,
It makes me break down and cry. Sometimes I wish I would die.
Girl, you are my Angel. You were sent from above.
You saved me from this hell and filled my life up with love.
Where we'll go from here on out is a mystery to me,
but I know I'll be all right with you, always, next to me!
I'm about to have a toe curling moment
thought you'd be interested.
Laid up in bed in inverted positions
so pillows muffle affirmative actions.
Any idea what any of this means?
Should I add a little devil in the details?
Make it hot as hell, wet like a church member
who always says "well."
Girl, I know I've been changed.
Elevated on this going down skill set,
I love asking if you've had lunch yet.
Heard I am what I eat which means I must be you
cause you sustain me boo with the things you do.
The way you hold it down and stick around makes
me wanna hustle for you. My number one fan.
Feel it rising, slowing so it surprises us with an unforgettable
my, my, my, stains on red dresses
might as well stay undressing.
And like the champ you are, you put your mouth where
the money is and start counting my Benjamins.
Got me screaming in pillows thinking bout you.
Love you times three. For the things you do,
those I do for you; and the predicaments
you place my mind in.
Inverted experiences on elevated levels
"ah damn" wonder if this makes you want to
have birthday celebrations every Sunday?
Your lips all over my chocolate cream
I'll give you 31 flavors and the sweetest
of dreams.
You hate your dad, I know
but I can't choose between you two...just no
I'm sorry.
You're right, I probably would never see
how bad I screwed up, but
without you, I've gone nuts.
Seriously, I will keep trying
to have you back, 'cause I'm crying.
I don't wanna lose you, o.m.g.
I'm really sorry...
I know I was a terrible girl
but I'm a clam and you're my pearl.
Without you, I have no value
without you, I'm no longer cool
I missed everything we've been through.
Your voice when you sing, I'm glued to you.
Hey, I'm still your number one fan
and you'll always be my sweet, young man.
you're the water, and he's the sun
without you both, I'd be done
I hope you can just understand
I'll always wanna hold your hand
no matter what happened, I'll love you still.
We used to hang and used to chill.
now I'm mad we can't do that
but again, it's my fault the balloon went splat.
I'm desperate to hear you say
'I love you mom, it'll always be this way'
I want your forgiveness, seriously
I'm really sorry.
Well how about this, it's been more than a week
Haven't gorged on goodies or junk food to speak
What a good soul I am
I'm my number one fan
I'll be a skiny-ma-link before next week
Hip-hop hooray !!!
GOD is the dj!!!!
what else can I say..he spins the needle of the record of my soul,
every other record gets old and cold...but this record, his record, is as fly as Gold.
I am on the life request line....o this song is mighty fine!! On the phone......Oh Mister
DJ keep playing my song!! Everybody else keeps gettin it wrong....disco club heaven
is bangin.....sho nuff where I belong!!!
Night after night.....getting tipsy off of virgin drinks.....I'm eyeing you LORD....praying
you give me just one wrink!! Yes, meet me on the dance floor...... so you can pour,
your love on me some more!!! You don't play heart hockey.....that's why you are the
flyest disc jockey!!! I am thankful that you introduced me to your music!! Can't get
enough of this stuff! Can't stop moving to the rhythm..... sent evia email from the slain
lamb.....this is my jam.....I ain't never goin to stop listening to this holy program!!
You do your job so well...the vibrations of this track breaks every spell...it enulled our
appointment in hell!! No more captivity...cause I'm singing along with the son of
liberty.....loving his diversity.....delivered from all captivity!! I'm free......cause you put
it on me!!! This world is full of hocus pocus......but you have all my focus!!! All
theses other so-called jocks, can kick rocks!! My mind you fix....with an daily dish of
salvation remix!!! Can I join your band? Cause I'm your number one fan!! It's
destiny....i got your lyrics/autograph tatooed within!! I'm over-va here like ruth....on
the threshing floor...kneeling down at the dj's booth!!! Most high I exalt thee....I vow
to carry on this soul-ish legacy!! I got the key and it's your cd!!! I pop it in the radio
of eternity. It's playing from coast to coast..I offer up a toast.....as I boast...about
your name...... this album right here is on flame!!!! So,I say...hey hey, Mister Dj
Michael the first time I saw you singing got to be there I wanted to be there with you
Michael as you grew a little older I never wanted to say goodbye
Michael as you became a teenager I felt your lyrics from the heart break hotel
Michael when you became a man I became your number one fan
Michael when I saw you do the moonwalk on Motown 25 I wanted to be Billie Jean
Micheal when I heard human nature I wanted to become more apart of you
Your style your essence I never knew could ever touch my soul not
just your physical being it's just everything
Michael when I saw the video the way you make me feel you really turned me on
you really knot me off my feet and, yes my lonely days were gone
Michael when I saw you in Thriller you really scared me you were that good
Michael when I saw you in the Man in the Mirror I never knew how hard
you worked on social conciseness which made our whole universe aware
you made me wanna make that change
Michael when I saw you in Remember the Time I remember once again you
stole my heart as I saw you dance and disappear I caught a glimpse of your magic
Michael when I saw you in Don't Stop till You Get Enough I was in awe of your every
move I never saw such a smile that lit up the screen your whole being danced like
I've never seen
All these things could hardly express how you touched my life in some many ways
On the day you left I was sitting here at this desk playing your music little did I know
on that day my heart would be broken with tears and sadness forever
I love you from the very beginning with all the sounds of my heart
the love I have for you will never part until we meet in god's promise
land in god's heart.
R.I.P Michael Jackson
Copyright@September 2009
There was a man's man, you could say he was grand,
who blessed the cinema screen and had millions of fans.
When he swaggered into a room, men stepped aside,
their wives and their daughters they would all try to hide.
He had something about him, some called it true grit.
Others would say, "What ever it is, I wish I had it!"
He stood around six-foot-four, larger than life.
If you crossed paths, you had better brought more than a knife.
On and off the screen he got his respect,
actors today, sorry to say, don't have that effect.
Willis, Deniro, Pacino and the Rock all rolled into one,
wouldn't come close to John Wayne and the things he has done.
Now I've seen all his movies, thanks to my Dad, his number one fan.
From Rio Bravo, Rooster Cogburn, Chisum and The Quiet Man.
That's just a few, to list all would take too much time
and drain all my ink and ruin my rhyme.
The Duke didn't lose many fights that he fought,
the man he portrayed was invincible we thought.
The battle called cancer he just couldn't juke,
but I'll always remember this pilgrim, known as the Duke.
10/12/18
I guess she wasn’t good enough for that little man.
When my parents were having words,
my father would give my mother the back of his hand.
But it’s not with her husband my mother wanted to fight.
She knew, he was listening to his mother
who always thought she was right?
I guess she wasn’t good enough for that little man.
But I don’t know, backhanding my mother
may not have been part of my grandmother plan.
But what happen the next time,
made me my mother’s number one fan.
Now I was too young to witness this.
My mother told me about its years later.
She even showed me the clipping from the newspaper.
She was ironing his shirts for work one day
and they were having words their same old way.
He turned to backhand her like he would usually do.
But she grabbed his hand before he could follow through.
She... Ironed a wrinkle on his shoulder
and another one on his chest,
manage to get his mid-section as he hollered and professed.
He tried to get away, but stumbled and fell.
It’s a good thing he found religion, because he sure caught hell.
The police were called, and a newspaper reporter made it there too.
She explained to them both, in defending herself.
She did what a woman in her position had to do.
I had to kick his behined and his ego too!
oh, and he’s going to need some help removing my shoe.
I changed my husband’s attitude with an iron,
He is not a man! No husband of mine!
And that’s why I put my foot where the sun doesn’t shine.