Best Samara Poems
I'll do anything
for My Girl Samara, anything,
because she means everything
to me, it's true.
I'd risk anything,
for my Ms Everything.
Yes I'll do anything,
anything for you.
Anything?
Would I care for you?
Anything.
Do all your chores too?
Anything.
Would I lace your shoe?
Anything.
Go to Timbuktu?
Anything and back again.
Yes I'll do anything
for My Girl Samara, anything,
because for me you are everything,
and I'll do anything,
anything for you.
1
At peace perhaps too much
a fine Spring rain
we seek news from the desert or capitol
of those who have dedicated their lives to losing their lives for us
adventurers, ancient honor, land runners
this campaign a must to advance one's career
a war president needs war
2
All you need to know is the names of things
chambers of commerce and large corporations
elements, products, decay fungi, egg masses
cultivars and their relation to wild grasses and the edge
uses of herbs, languages of mammals,
purposes of insects, placement of rocks
the names of everything by which we know our way
3
I've read about those remarkable souls who maintain self-control
among murderers and the unentertained multitude
who may have even spoken persuasively
at the right moment for speaking
and thus attracted a now unwanted immortality
there are only two ways you can tell
a bird of prey from a vision - humor and ritual
4
the Fedex gal
would be unlike taking off Emily Dickinson's clothes
over the counter perfume and spray paint hair
postman's shorts, black socks
a woman's legs are much like a man's
yet she too is beautiful, too beautiful, weekends
boating with her man
5
Suburbs, lawns, blankets
in a long, long nursery of babies
napping, old, blameworthy
and, I say this respectfully, blind
certain and uninterested
in motives more subtle than their immediate comfort
Who am I to complain?
6
Plants, poems: riches
our financial advisor doesn't count. Good and simple
a man as he is. Comes tousled
from early morning golf and eyes puffy
from a late night fight or lovefest with his wife.
Inchworm
letting out its rope down an oak.
7
Late afternoon meeting
like the dry samara, achene or capsule surrounding a seed
how often have I tried to escape
my need, community, chamber of commerce
you cannot drive
the roads are theirs and the signs, perhaps
you can walk if you can name the plants and rocks and are willing to die
8
O happy family
there's some contentment in letting community and family decide
your place in it. Gatekeepers -
unconscious god, invisible hand, natural selection -
kind when refraining from violence
when not responding with force to the universe's effort
to extinguish us.
I have my suitcase and bag filled with cute clothes and a camera.
I have a car full of my closest friends and a full tank of gas.
It's time to hit the road and just drive all the way to Samara.
Its a little town in Costa Rica
where the wine flows like a river
and the people dance until there knees grow weak!
The sands are warm
the drinks are strong
the music bellows while people swarm.
My hair thrown back
my sun dress tightly tied around my neck
I hook arms with my best friends as we scan the bars food racks.
I have a shiver run up my neck as the foam of the ocean laps at my feet.
I spot a handsome Costa Rican and give him a grin.
I decide it's time that we actually meet.
We dance and we dance
we drink and we swim
before the night's out I discover a new and burning romance.
Thank you Cost Rica for my wonderful vacation
I'll be sure to come back
and discover a brand new sensation!
Roxanna Johnson
4/20/11
Vacation contest
If you find yourself crying, think of me there with you,
because thinking about you every moment is all I seem to do,
just know you are always in my heart, you are always on my mind,
Know that in spirit I am always with you, and you will soon cease your crying.
You are one so very unique, lovely but fiercely strong,
still, I would hold you in my arms, protect you from all harm,
This bond between us can't be broken until both of us are gone.
You are always in my heart, despite however great the miles apart.
You are always in my heart, however near or however far,
You are always in my heart, every moment, every day.
You are always in my heart, my every thought is you, always.
I can't understand this way that I feel,
I have never known a love like yours, nothing this real.
We are both so different, yet not so truly different at all for sure,
because you are always in my heart, and I know I will always be in yours,
from this day on, now and forever more.
Don't listen to those doctors because what do they know?
All we need is each other to have and to hold,
You'll see sometime, I just know.
If the reaper pays you a visit, you must stay strong,
I may not be there with you, but you must fight on.
We will both crush this beast one day, This I Know,
Both Of Us Together, Everyone We Will Show,
because you have always been in my heart,
from the moment I first made eye contact with you at that bar,
and from that very moment I knew it was the very start
of My Samara, Always And Forever, Always In My Heart.
You will always be in my heart, light or dark, night and day.
You are always in my heart Samara, always, Always.
If you don't know the original song for this parody,
the YouTube web address below will bring you to it directly.
You'll Be In My Heart - Phil Collins
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=igrBykTxNPw
Samara's Medical Fund
https://www.gofundme.com/yvjnxk
Cancer, you're a real tough cookie with a long history.
You've been breaking hearts of loved ones for an eternity,
but that's okay cancer, because you just blew it,
so put up your dukes, Let's Get Down To It!
Hit her with your best shot,
go on cancer, hit Samara with your best shot.
Hit Samara with your best shot,
you'll never blow her away.
You come on strong and you don't fight fair
but that's okay cancer, see if she cares.
You can knock her down but it's all in vain,
she gets right back up on her feet again,
so hit her with your best shot,
go on cancer, hit Samara with your best shot.
Hit her with your best shot,
Fire away.
You'll never add this notch to your cancer case,
because Samara's going to put you in your place.
Cancer should have done it's homework before messing with her,
because Samara's the Samonster, The Cancer Crusher,
so hit her with your best shot,
go on cancer, hit Samara with your best shot.
You can hit her with your best shot,
but she'll blow you away.
So hit her with your best shot,
that's right cancer, hit Samara with your best shot.
Hit Samara with all that you've got,
She's Here To Stay!
*
Dedicated to my Friend,
Samara Kimiko
Out of maple trees comes the samara.
Like a little angel, the seed takes wing.
On summer days in North America,
carried by the wind is this little thing.
Ever so gently, it is gyrating.
I watch each achene spiral to the ground.
In great numbers these wonders can be found.
Just to make sure that there isn't any confusion,
I feel that I must make this public declaration:
Samara is and always will be My Girl.
My Girl is my term of endearment for Samara,
because she's enhanced so much of my world.
I have had many cherished moments with My Girl
that otherwise would have been spent depressed very deeply,
until that day when Samara and I met at a pub called The Levee.
I was there drinking away all my miseries,
when My Girl Samara appeared out of nowhere and saved me.
My Girl has a way of making even the biggest nobody
feel as if they were truly somebody,
and that's what My Girl did for me.
Samara is NOT my girlfriend, ex girlfriend, wife or ex wife,
My Girl is just plain and simply, sincerely and truthfully,
The Best Friend I Have Ever Had In My Life,
who is currently fighting the fight of her life.
https://www.gofundme.com/yvjnxk
Inspired by Josh Rosenberg's Introduction
@ Samara's Medical Fund
Samara is the most loving, kind and very funny,
outgoing human being, always warm and friendly.
From the first minute you meet her she immediately
makes you feel as if you've always been part of her family.
I challenge anyone to spend 5 minutes with her
and not laugh harder than you've laughed in your entire life before.
In 2012, Samara was diagnosed with breast cancer sadly
and after numerous surgeries and a lot of chemotherapy
we believed she had beaten her cancer once and for all finally.
All this treatment came with a humongous price tag unfortunately,
which she is still trying to pay off to this day desperately.
When Samara went in for her quarterly check-up appointment
they found that her cancer had come back with a vengeance.
It is now stage-4
and her battle will now be harder than it's ever been before.
Her medical bills have already been astronomical and frequent.
There's no way she'll win this battle without proper treatment,
so we've started this campaign to help her receive
the care and treatment she so desperately needs.
Your love and support will go a long way in helping my friend
win this battle, and bring her dreaded cancer to its ultimate end.
Thank you all very much in advance for your donations
and please share Samara's story with everyone you can.
*
https://www.gofundme.com/yvjnxk
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You screwed with her before and now you're back again.
You're nothing but a whore addicted to her pain,
but here's a thought for you that must have run amiss.
You can't touch Samara cancer, no You Can't Touch This.
She can crush you on her own, she doesn't really need,
any help from any doctor, any treatment, anybody.
She is The Samonster, who will again crush you into bits.
You can't touch Samara cancer, no You Can't Touch This.
When you screwed with her before, I was not around.
I've got some bad news cancer, there's a new sheriff in town,
and he and The Samonster who together will Never Quit
will always say, until our dying day,
"SCREW YOU CANCER! You Can't Touch This!"
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Ghouls and goblins, ghosts and Ghidora—the three headed monster
Dracula and demons, dragons and dementia—insanity
The Ripper and Reaper, Rosemary and Risiki—inside the dark forests
Spike and Samara, Sasquatch and Sabrina – the teenage witch
Jason and Michael, Freddy and Chucky – Child’s Play
They shall frighten you, they shall humor you
They live in your head, in your mind
in your thoughts and in your dreams.
Flooding the light with darkness or
Evasion of darkness, therefore being unafraid
Horror – shuddering fear, frightfully shocking.
Serenity – being serene, feeling calm,
and the line between the two, being one with no life.
Lifeless.
I am so tired constantly.
I awake and go to sleep always feeling very sickly,
and yet I know there is absolutely nothing wrong with me.
My best friend Samara is feeling very poorly,
no doubt from her massive doses of chemotherapy.
I think I'm feeling her pain out of sympathy.
I feel so helpless. My poor baby.
single samara
swiveling down creates a
great impediment
for minute passing life and
a dam for trickling water.
The term "angel" is used quite regularly.
For example: Guardian Angel is a term you use continually,
often when you are referring to me,
and I am honored that you feel that way about yours truly,
but the truth is that you in so many ways have always been an angel for me.
While you live your life embracing all the love and joy life offers everybody,
I live my life so deeply depressed, 24/7, lost in my misery.
You and I are the perfect balance, at least for me selfishly.
Every moment I have ever spent with you has relieved me,
from this chronic depression I've lived with throughout my life's history,
and for those moments we've shared, however long or however brief,
I Know How It Feels To Feel Truly Happy,
and for that My Angel you will always be,
the angel who would save me, with only just the thought of she,
from this dark existence I live constantly,
You My Angel Samara, Will Always Be My Angel, until the last breath I breath.
Yours Always My Angel, and by "always" I mean eternally.
xoxo
Samara's Medical Fund
https://www.gofundme.com/yvjnxk
To little Samara
Once, I found a bible lying on the street
I found it in the parking lot of the grocery store
I took the book to the library
I did not know what to do momentarily.
As I am recollecting this memory now,
I do not know why I recalled her face again.
She posted her status on Facebook
A Smiling picture with her colleague
I can still recall her post
It started with a typo
“0n an official trip……”
And, I was noticing that it began with a zero,
A zero instead of an O letter, capitalized.
She was a kind soul, gentle and straightforward
Something was very natural about her
I envied her simplicity in a real sense
I liked her smile, such a genuine smile!
Smiling is hard for me, especially nowadays.
When thinking inline is tight with the apparent face.
Within two hours, the plane crashed,
Made big news on the internet
She left a little girl,
I was thinking about her smiling face
I was thinking about the little girl.
Her last photo, taken on an airport lounge
Had her naturally glowing, smiling face.
It had a simple girl starting her journey with a big, big zero.
You are the lifetime companion,
I never found in my youth.
You are the daughter I never had,
one I would have been so proud of too.
You are the best friend,
I have ever had in this world.
My Samara, now and always,
Forever My Girl,
and I will do anything,
for my Ms Everything.