Best Roper Poems
Blank canvas
lies naked, cold and pale.
Master painter
paints a dream,
so a man without sight can see.
Master painter's palette enchants.
Sleeping grey pigments weep,
flowing crimson reds drip as
mellow yellows bring sparkle.
Navy blues dribble with royals,
as bright greens drizzle with
bursts of orange bowing
to sprinkles of gold.
Without a word,
each stroke dances
flowing like the sea,
where calm waves
salute unblemished shores.
Psychedelic impressions
shape illuminations,
creating images
like a mother's lullaby.
Silent One
Simple Musings
16 July 2017
Original limerick written by Jan Allison
A petite ballerina named Tina
Seemed serene but she couldn’t be meaner
When she got in the sack
She was on the attack
At the size and the shape of his ‘wiener’
Her suitors would then try to dodge her
After insults on their little todger
But listen up guys
I have a surprise
She’s transgender and she was once Rodger!
Continuation poem written by Sonny Roper
Tina wanted a special honeymoon night
She wanted everything to be just right
Into his drink she slipped two little blue pills
It was to enhance their midnight thrills
Into the bed she jumped with her stud
But the night suddenly turn into a dud
Fred was in the land of dreams! As a joke it seems
Someone had slipped Novocain into her Vaseline!
Original Limerick by Jan Allison - the story of Tina continued by Sonny Roper
25th March 2016
TEACH THE CHILDREN THE ALPHABET
A Dedication to Child Advocate Poet Teacher Eve Roper
It's up to us, the parents and other adults
What has happen to the village
Caring for children is an honor and privilege
teach the children the alphabet
so they can build the words
teach them how to read sentences
so that they can read God word
It's up to us, the parents and other adults
What has happen to the village
Caring for children is an honor and privilege
it's the fathers, mothers, grandparents
-our teachers and neighbors
we all have a commitment a service
-to teach the children
so they all understand learn how
-to praise the Lord
the world would be so much better
-if we teach the children the letters
to form words, read the words from the bible
-to learn about God and Jesus Christ
It's up to us, the parents and other adults
What has happen to the village
Caring for children is an honor and privilege
So let us TEACH THE CHILDREN THE ALPHABET
Dedication Poet Eve Roper
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.2018©
4/18/18
Her name is Eve and she is a special woman
she's got a heart of gold & a smile full of love
she's an artist of extraordinary talent, a poet
who shares her verses of excellence-divine
Today is her Birthday so help me to wish her
a day full of blessings and true family bonds
she's a nana who adores her little grandson
and she deserves years of health and beauty
Eve, I hope tonight your basking in the light
and I do believe Roper is blowing you kisses
I think he's smiling from above and beaming
so tell me its true and that I ain't dreaming...
The moon is shining a little brighter for you
and the stars are asking you to make a wish
Eve, I know your name means "she knows"
but I think it should also mean, " she glows"
Have a great birthday, know you are cherished
and that my love for you, will never diminish.
From Mystic Rose
A sweet poetess, most worth reading!
Not only prolific, but in her heart-moving words, terrific.
She waltzes far above professorial,impressive words,
Expresses herself above overdone imagery, that is absurd.
Does not try to be a poetic comedienne!
But pours her soul’s stars out, as softly as she can.
A great poetess, I am happy to say.
As sure as the sun rises, she lifts my soul each day.
How I admire her tender, genuine humility!
A woman who was raised with utter gentility.
Eve enjoys humanity, it’s so wonderfully obvious.
Roses to you, Eve~ we find you, a poetess, glorious!
With love and respect, Panagiota
7-6-2022
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Tina’s Fatal Attraction
With kid gloves Tina loved to play
When hubby was working away
She got a surprising fright
When he came home early one night
Instead of a fight
Off went the lights
Grabbing her lover’s clothes from the floor
While hubby was unlocking their apartment door
Lover boy was shoved to the window by his rump
With a bump and a shove pointing out she told him to jump
B-u- t w- h- y not hide you live on the thirteenth floor was his cry
Don’t get superstitious on me now, jump was her reply
By: Eve Roper COLLABORATION WITH SONNY ROPER 3/29/2016
Inspired by Jan Allison's"Tina's"poem
Eve Roper loves to read nursery rhymes
She's held contests for these many times
She's written some books
To get children's- looks
It was worth spending her nickels and dimes
Her nursery rhyme books are lovely and swell
And children must love them all, I can tell
So, do take my advice
You should read them- once or twice
I am sure, you will enjoy them as well
*Dedicated to our dear friend and wonderful poet
Eve Roper
A DEDICATION
RAPPING BROOKS
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Many brooks I've heard rapping,
I dance with joy, end up clapping.
All have spirit, what err the land,
meandering journeys nature planned.
To sit on their banks, meditating,
to them babbling over rocks, relating.
To times gone by in Wiltshire,
I first dedicated my heart to nature.
No regrets, not ever on my part,
bar one, humans, they broke their hearts.
Most brooks now dehydrated, gone,
but hark, their spirits still rap on,
memories, the day spent on their banks.
Evoked by you Eve, my special thanks.
world poets’ nursery rhymes - kids’ dreamrockets at modern times
A Verse by Eve Roper and James E Lee Sr- ALL CHILDREN OF GOD-IT’S UP TO US TO LOVE-
"Thank you”, Father
For the Children, all children
Oh! Lord
"Thank you”, God
For the their lives, all children
Oh! Lord
And God.. It’s up to us
To love, teach and model
What is good God bless the little ones..
Oh! Jesus it’s you whom are a true role-model
It’s neither those peers nor pressures of this world
And My Lord it’s you that we should follow
Not man, not my earthy father or mother
Oh! Jesus you, teach and model and take care
It’s you whose the true and the light that shines here..
It is good, you are good God bless
As we do thank you for those little ones..
We’re all children of God.. it's up to us to love, teach and model what is good
"Thank you”, God
For the their lives, all children
Oh! Lord"
5/23/19
A Dedicated verse to Eve Roper
BASED OFF WORDS BY EVE ROPER
A Verse written by Eve Roper and James E Lee Sr
I'm Eve
Led by God
My faith in God has always guided me
in my life. I find refuge in, poems
I write, books I read, composing descriptive
paintings, wrap myself around my computer,
a desire to acquire more knowledge,
It's everything I need.
I am a coward of the booming thunder.
My Heart is as warm as the summer sun,
My husband insists I am too honest
and too forgiving. I embrace the flow
of life with love, dance, and listen to
many genres of music. I love to save
family mementos of the past that
brings back memories. I married my soul mate
a retired Navy Chief thirty-five years ago.
I have three wonderful sons accomplished
in their own field, two daughters’ in-laws
that should have been my own, five
grandchildren I deeply adore.
My Yorkie Peanut, is a very clingy, stubborn,
a little handful. I am a Christian Catholic,
taught fifth and sixth grade prep. I also taught
in the public schools with special needs children
from kindergarten to twelfth grade with stern rules,
but compassionate to all for fifteen years.
My husband and I are retired and up there in age.
Friends are very special and also my family.
I love to walk hand in hand with my husband
through the wood of the tall pine, look at the pond
that lies beyond, and listen to nature.
I'm tired of getting old and tired of being tired,
but I would do it all over again.
I firmly believe I have to see it before I believe,
you learn right from wrong with experience.
©Eve Roper 4/7/2015
revise
Voices, whisper in one’s ear
Acknowledge
Inspiration
Advice
Challenge
Hope
Transform words into a descriptive work of art
Criticize
Offend
Denunciate
Provoking hurt feelings and low self-esteem
We cannot please everyone in our world
But if I can reach at least just one out of ten
Then I’m pleased
If you can't say something nice, don't say nothing at all”
You're invading my space so please “GET OFF MY CLOUD”
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By’ Eve Roper 6/10/2015
Contest Name : Hey you, get off of my cloud (MY CLOUD By: ?????) -
Sponsor: SKAT A
It hung so limply like Niagara
Doc told him to take some Viagra
Just one little blue pill
Gave his wife such a thrill
It sticks up so high it could stab ya
Inspired by Eve Roper’s and Jack Ellison’s poems
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/viagra_691812
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/odd_on_viagra_691713
18th July 2015
Eve Roper
Eve .... “Life”, living, lively from the day it began
Very much a woman because she was taken out of “Man”
Eager to please fellow man
Raining with budding inspiration for creativity in the arts
Overly sympathetic nature arouses storms of emotional feeling in the heart
Peace of mind and the love awakes for true relaxation creed
Embodied with ambitious and open to rational ideas that led
Rooted to responsibilities and harvest religious belief
By: Eve Roper 11/23/2015
The mouth of Donald Trump
is bigger than his rump!
Both pump hot smelly air
which is hard to bare,
responsible for prolonged slump.
If he would only shut his mug
and his backside plug,
so the air would clear
and pleasant things we might hear,
instead of the nasty humbug.
6/11/2016
COLLABORATION WITH SONNY ROPER