Best Rochelle Poems
This is my Homophone contest submission
Ewe No A Lyre
their once was a man with a bore
who worked down at the local bizarre
the bore eight corn colonels four lunch
and blew genes whir awl the man war
owe the bore eight serial two
from a plait unlike me oar ewe
we wood knead a bowl and a spoon
ore a mop wood bee totally due
won fine weak day mourn wile working
he brood tee four the men who maid toys
making tee and giving assistants
was that witch maid the mane men
his buoys
his gnu fame was nice
and it urned hymn
a day too lien back and relax
sow he went strait too his sweet
and wile still on his feat
he eight mince, mustered, pees and bare meet
at work he aloud his ant two chute bawl
butt four know obvious reason at awl
she through bred and plumb pi at
the goal
he chaste her aweigh
butt owe my he felt sow bad
sew he cent her to scents and a flour
and aloud her two come back inn an our
the gilt she felt
brought her pane
four she new she ode hymn sew much
she gathered her teem just inn thyme
two sing thank ewe sow very much.
win he herd the whey
they whir singing
it brought a tier too his I
he ran too the gait
two waive wildly
wile screaming a hi pitched buy by.
by Rochelle Harris
Our Alphabet Tree
A, B, C
oh look at me
I’m as pretty (handsome)
as can be
D, E, F, G
sit back and see
how we add more letters
to our beautiful tree
H, I, J, K
I’m learning today
two more
and we will be half way
Now L and M
I’ll go grab them
and place them
right here on this limb
N, O, P, Q
oh look at you
you’re getting it now
and I am too
R, S, T, U
see what we can do?
I’m proud of me
and proud of you
V, W, X, Y
time to say goodbye
our play has reached it’s end
so let’s count to three
then add our
Z
to the bottom of our
beautiful alphabet tree.
by Rochelle Harris
Touched, Near the Danger Zone
The sun tanned your bod like a toaster
my heart bounced like a roller-coaster
each luscious curve drew me deeply in
my mind smoked in delicious sexual sin
The bikini left so, so little to imagine
raced my motor like a racecar engine
strips so like little racing stripes
reveling in all almost naked types
When you flipped like a hot pancake
I saw nothing curvy was at all fake
Sweet mountains rose to great my eyes
I prayed you not hear my lustful cries
Then you smiled so sex starved at me
I knew Cupid dared to answer my plea
a question you asked stilled my heart
will you oil my back, can you start
Thunderstruck , I managed a weak yes
I am good at it, I am the very best
my hands shook as I touched that bod
I felt something and it was not a rod
Gentle touch just near the danger zone
you mumbled out a sweet little groan
daring more I stroked the inner thigh
soon lust had us both so very high
Date made for that beautiful June night
you appeared a ravishingly sexy sight
a quick dinner we both so quickly fled
on our minds were escapades in a hot bed
Next morn I saw a bod that knocked me out
woke my queen with a rip roaring shout
let's go once again just for good measure
gotta have some more of that sweet treasure
Robert J. Lindley
08/17/1977
Wrote this account of how I met Rochelle decades ago,
we dated for 5 bliss filled months. She moved back to Cali
to pursue a modeling careerWhile I continued on in my
pagan ways. That gal was a peach! She sent me her address a
few weeks later and asked me to move there. I declined to
leave my hunting grounds, friends and family . Never heard
from her or about her ever again.
That was life in my twenties.
Angel of Mine
I knew I’d soon go places
my life had never known
a land of battles, snags and snares
things I would not condone
I knew that I would soon become
her biggest enemy
I couldn't let that stop me now
‘cause life was calling me
calling from a distance
a place we’d all once been
but none of us have memories
of times before we sinned
I’d always been very well protected
with bubble over head
but with no bubble o’er me now
these visits I would dread
for she dabbled in a world
so treacherous and seedy
that losing some or all of me
held great possibility
I was honest and up front
for I knew I had to be
for as much as I had checked her out
she too was checking me
we were guided by her heart
and I followed my own
an unlikely pair to be paired up
prior to this unknown
polar opposites at best
and opposites attract
the journey was destined to be long and hard
but we were now attached
mine was an awful foolhardy addiction
I was lost to even myself
she was the carrier of my drug
I’d put caution on the shelf
I felt that I was losing
my fears were for us all
but God’s grace was upon me
and He wouldn't let me fall
days and weeks and months went by
and when late June rolled ‘round
I gathered up my frazzled nerves
and dressed in that green gown
the doctor walked into the room
and things took off real fast
when he handed that angel over to me
I said “thank God, at last”
her APGAR score was perfect
no problems there to bare
I’d be taking my angel home real soon
oh yes, this life IS fair
by Rochelle Harris
Redeemed* by God’s grace toward eternal regeneration
Offering to the Lord am I my everything obediently
Called as His child along His compassion and care
Hoisted for faith increase through fervent prayer height
Loving my Saviour, and for Him, gladly living
Learning from His Word with great lessons
Ever-faithful to Him, aiming for His exaltation.
In the Almighty can my testimony create good impact
Thankful am I to Him for trials toward triumphs
Letting Him direct me with His wise leadership
Instilling in me truth needed for godly influence
Only around His fellowship is peace-optimization
Nourished so well by His blessed nurture…
Gratitude fills my heart as I serve Him with gladness.
*Isaiah 43:1 But now thus saith the LORD that created thee,
… and he that formed thee, … Fear not: for I have redeemed thee,
I have called thee by thy name; thou art mine.
January 17, 2022
Dear ROCHELLE, a belated very blessed birthday to you.
Love, Ma’am Bhee
Winning Hand
When she took her very first
Breath of air that night
The dealer smiled and shook his head
At such a precious sight-
I looked into those big brown eyes
My heart began to melt
I knew right then— without a doubt
The hand that I'd been dealt-
The cards were stacked against me
Those eyes…I could not bluff
Those tiny fingers in my hand
Were river card enough-
I raised my face to heaven
And said to God- "all in”
For I knew that He had blessed me
With my lifetime biggest win
Rochelle Harris
Heroines fought battles, overcame
hardships to proclaim victory
Lena's sedentary reel, same same
Pristine paged humdrum story
Secure foundation led steadily wed
Chores' blur bolstered home
Wholesale whore for husband's bed
Battle liberated life bemoan
Pencil skirt vixens strut on television
Bold shoulder pads deception
Kids' Father ensured ample provision
Fed a fortress family protection
Frumpy comfort hot oven soap opera
Glazed gaps, glassed gorgeous
Razzmatazz Rochelle dating a doctor
Lena's latent longing engorges
27th June
Heaven for Heathens
They say the good die young
But what about the sweet and old
Or the middle aged woman
Who kept her family from the cold
Pray for those whom she touched
And many more like she
For this one moment let’s be equal
And pay silence so they travel in peace
Release at least one from all sin
The story of Carmelita Rochelle Gibbs
Is what this piece is about
I truly send my heart out to her kids
And hope their future holds grace
Let them hold a falling star
And know the soul of their MOM
Will never stray from their heart
"You were my sister,My friend, 27 yaers old"
You wouldn't wake,
your life was at stake.
I cried many tears,
there shouldv'e been more years.
Your heart had no beat,
One day we'll meet.
In heaven's place,
you will never be replaced.
I didn't have a chance to say bye,
begging God why.
He took you so fast,
now all I had was the past.
He took you so far away,
now my life is in dismay.
Death is all around,
so hush, don't make a sound.
I'll take your soul,
so make your life whole.
Don't be nieve to death,
because you never know you'r last breath.
R.I.P. Rochelle Dee
Happy birthday, dear Rochelle Ann,
A climber reaches the summit;
That man makes it there in less than
Fourteen hours and a minute.
Topic: Birthday of Rochelle Ann Ebanculla (March 23)
R-eading
O-utstanding
C-omments
H-as
E-levated
L-ovely
L-ine's
E-xcellent
C-ategory
A-s
R-ighteous
D-esign
U-ses
C-lassic
E-xpression
Topic: Birthday of Rochelle M. Carduce (April 01)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Two lakes in equal size stand side by side,
separated only by a patch of land.
They were the entrance to our high school.
In the history of muddy waters, clear waters and
tragedies of some falling through the ice, it
was one of my foundations.
In the quicksand of struggles, the droplets of
those lakes finds me now.
The moisture hardens up the ground beneath
my feet just enough to stop the decline.
Am I special? Are my twin lakes special?
Is my hometown New Rochelle special?
No, for everyone may have a foundation
of home, that settles their life.
Or a new one that carries them past the waves.
R-age
O-f
C-oronavirus
H-urts
E-ach
L-ung
L-etting
E-veryone
C-lean
A-s
R-isky
D-isease
U-ses
C-ontact
E-xecution
Topic: Birthday of Rochelle M. Carduce (April 01)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
R-adiance
O-f
C-lear
H-eaven
E-mploys
L-ovely
L-ight
E-ndorsing
V-ividness
A-s
L-ucidity
E-rases
N-ight
T-o
I-llumine
N-ew
O-penness
Topic: Birthday of Rochelle Valentino (December 11)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
R-ead
O-r
C-omprehend
H-oly
E-xcellent
L-ine
L-etting
E-xceptional
A-nd
N-oble
N-ote
D-o
E-xpress
L-ove
A-s
C-ompassion
R-emains
U-sually
Z-estful
Topic: Birthday of Rochelle Ann Dela Cruz (March 29)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic