Best Siegel Poems
I'm an alien from Krypton and I'm able to fly.
I'm Superman and bullets don't make me die.
Bombs, tanks and nuclear weapons can't kill me either, I'm invulnerable.
I save at least fifty people every day, that's amazing and it's pretty cool.
Usually, the only thing that can kill me is Kryptonite.
But I did die when Doomsday and I had a massive fight.
We beat each other to death but I was able to return.
My death made many cry, I was touched by their concern.
I have X-ray vision and I can see through everything except lead.
Lex Luthor hates my guts and he says he won't rest until I'm dead.
Last week there was a forest fire and I put it out with my ice breath.
When I got through blowing on that fire, there was none of it left.
I can also make laser beams come out of my eyes.
When people see me, they say "There's the man who flies."
I have a girl who I love more than life itself, her name is Lois Lane.
When I'm Superman, she's nice but when I'm Clark Kent, she's a pain.
Some people call me a miracle but I don't think that's true.
If you're ever in danger, just call my name and I'll save you.
(This poem is based on the DC Comic Book that was created by Jerry Siegel and Joe Shuster.)
A Battered Woman
*
When God made woman, he gave her one of
mans ribs which made her part of him in spirit
and soul. So men you are to be as kind to your
wife as yourselves because they are part of you.
~
If you are beating on your wife, then what will
she have to give you in return? When you change
her character you’ll no longer have the wife you
married. Does that still make you feel like a man?
~
You men, you know who I am talking about, the
ones who never hit but use words to do their dirty
work for them. They’re just as vicious as their foil,
only they dig deeper and are much more hurtful.
~
Yep, these guys go where none has gone before they’ll
destroy her families cause they’ve got to keep her from
them; he’s done his evil by calling her all types of angry
names and tearing her down in front of their friends.
~
He’ll leave scars that run deeper in her which might
take an entire lifetime to heal ... Since these guys have
done their worst; now it is our turn, we’ll with patience
and understanding will try to help repair the damage done …..
~
Then we’ll reap the benefit of having a most
loving heart-filled woman melting into our caring
and loving hands. All because one man did not
take care of his most prized treasure, his wife…
~
Steve L. Siegel
May 16, 2010
View from the Shore
By David E. Siegel
Copyright (c) 2004
Above the lake, the angry clouds are ranked
Darkening the day with threats of rain.
Below, the wind has raised up little waves
Marching, row on row, towards the shore.
And on the farther shore, the trees are seen:
Near black between the lake and cloudy sky.
The light attempts to pierce the veil of sky:
The near clouds part, but not as clear it’s ranked
For through the hole, more clouds can yet be seen
To further emphasize the chance of rain.
I look out, from the slope above the shore
And watch the day, the clouds, the little waves.
Perhaps no storm impends, because the waves
And not so large and strong; because the sky
Includes the front-lit clouds; because the shore
is dark but clear, and where the trees stand ranked
their outlines are not blurred by sheets of rain
but clearly can their silhouette be seen.
There is more here than that which can be seen.
Not only on the water are there waves
A spirit can be drenched – or cleansed – by rain;
Be bound to earth, or flutter through the sky.
Now shall I be with fools or wise men ranked?
And shall I drown, or safely swim to shore?
And what shall be there waiting on the shore?
The future, I should know, cannot be seen
It can’t be safely filed and neatly ranked
Times changes come upon one as great waves
or tiny ripples. A light may pierce the sky
only to be masked by pouring rain.
I know that over fate I do not reign.
Only a fool believes the future sure,
Regardless of the world; thinks that the scene
His fancy paints, is writ upon the sky.
I daresay I shall not with such be ranked
All title as a prophet I shall waive.
What have I seen within this stormy sky?
And In the waves that endless lap the shore?
Times are unique, not ranked, each holding sun and rain.
-DES Feb 2004
Lady Ella, Queen of Jazz:
you brought so many songs to life.
Forget the words? Just make up new ones
like you did on 'Mack The Knife'.
Satchmo Armstrong, so unique:
in 'Summertime' my soul is freed,
with 'Hello Dolly', 'Cheek to Cheek';
'What a Wonderful World', indeed!
Sassy, classy Sarah Vaughan:
your 'Autumn Leaves' fall scattingly.
Your 'I Feel Pretty' makes me 'Misty',
'They Can't Take That Away From Me'.
Mel Torme, the Velvet Fog:
'The Christmas Song', 'How High The Moon'.
I love it when you scat away
The 'Lullaby Of Birdland' tune.
Astrud, 'Girl From Ipanema'
walks on by, a sight to see.
Your 'One Note Samba' swings so lithe,
Brazilian skies in harmony.
Basia sings of 'Time And Tide'
and woos me with 'Astrud's tribute.
'An Olive Tree', 'Baby, You're Mine';
Each song you sing, a perfect beaut.
Time and space do not allow
for Nat, Al, Tim, or more such names:
Diana, Johnny, Janis, Cheryl*,
Jazz burns bright - you light the flames!
//Poet's Notes: Mentioned here are my favorite Jazz vocalists (*with a quick nod and smile to Nat King Cole, Alan Paul, Tim Hauser, Diana Krall, Johnny Hartman, Janis Siegel, and Cheryl Bentyne). Let me know in the comments if you have favorites I did not mention. Perhaps someday I'll write a sequel for my favorite jazz instrumentalists. //
When God Made a Woman
~*~
Steve L. Siegel
November 20, 2014
~+ ~
To my loving wife Sally Ann
When God made a woman
I am so thankful that when God made a woman,
From Adam's ribs that before He made her
That He also added a bit firefly spirit, a touch of
unfiltered love that goes right to the man's heart.
~
That He also had time add that composure,
Made her little stubborn at times;
That to make us men behave, so badly,
That she'd get what she wanted in the first place.
~
However, He also added a soft spot in her,
Her heart always had room for her children,
Yet there is just enough room for her man,
She would show him her passion from deep within.
~
But, don't let another feline try getting near her man,
Her claws would come out, taking on any who wanted hers;
God must by accident took some man's backbone to put in her,
Because once she is in love, she'll try anything to keep him,
Fully to her alone; so there's no looking back.
~
Yep, I am glad and thankful to my Lord
That He chose to use a part of me to make a woman,
And that He lead her to where I was,
That between the two of them I now have this grand wife.
I am an American
-:-
My Americans, what America is going through right now
Is not about politics; or Democrats versus Republicans.
It is an assault on the American way of life; because of
What it stands for, freedom. This is not the time to
Look away and not make waves. No this is the time
To be informed, some Muslims like ISIA has said it is
Their goal to get rid of our way of life. It is time to pray
For God help and give us the wisdom to know what is needed
To be done, not leave it to our children. This is what I
Believe in: I am an American. I believe in God, family
And country. I don’t have much to give, but I’ll share
What I do have. I have been beaten down by politicians
And liars. They have tried erase my identity and my pride.
However, I’m an American, I was a soldier, I will salute my flag
(The red white and blue.) honor and respect my
Constitution for the right to be free; I will bow only
To God and I will stand in for the truth. So no man can
Ever take that away from me; the right to choose
My region, my God and all men and women to be free
And I will never turn my back to my country or God;
I do swear.
Steve L. Siegel
February 10, 2016
My Love, My life
~
My life have been without any feelings or love
I felt like I might go fade away in some place
My life felt tangled as if stuck in a mangrove
With no way of getting the hell out the rat-race.
She would at last make me feel complete to my soul
Just maybe we were both prime and ready to be caught
We both met for me be strong enough and to able hold
I’m bit of heaven when I’m in her arms at night
Lose all track of time but who is counting anyways
When we are in each others arms on weekend-nights.
Sally has brought joys into my life; into my ways
The day we were married she set free the doves,
I knew I’d be with you till I die my dear love…
~
Steve L. Siegel
January 23, 2013
A Soldiers Last Taps
Steve L. Siegel
July, 2015
~:~
Yesterday as I walked among long rows of crosses
To where a soldier was being put to rest
I heard twin sounds of bugles playing taps
We all stood with heads bent low in prayer
~:~
It brought back thoughts of my fallen buddies
I had known such a long time ago
They came from across this fertile land of ours
From the cities and the farmlands.
~:~
I feel a little guilty at times my sacrifice was small
I lost only but a little of my time
But some of these men lost their all
They kept the faith, and fought the fight.
~;~
Through the delta to jungles of I-Drang up to Kay San
We fought the fight and gave our lives for freedom sake
Earning our last reward to God and Country
For that’s job of your Soldiers and Veterans...
~+~
P.S. On this picture I took it Near Port Angles WA.
It had been raining most the day and just before sunset
This is what I got. I had this picture in my file for a long time
Just never seened like it fit in until now.
NO PICRURE HERE IT WON"T LET ME PUT IT ON
Old Man Sitting Alone
Steve L, Siegel
Sept. 2015
-:-
I sit here with my dog as cars go whizzing by past
Time even seem to go by slower yet
Most of my friends are now put to rest
Soon that be my fate, as well as my pet.
-:-
I sit here as an old man looking up at my flag
Seeing all the trouble around me
I know my time here is starting to slag
When I’m looking at my flag I want you to see what I see.
-:-
A country that is strong and full of fight
A spirit that will never die
All working together can sit in the light
Neat and tight as a well tied tie.
-:-
I ask you not to forget your brothers and sisters
They are what holds this great nation together
Their sacrifices were great, do not shed tears
They fought for you even in the worst of the weather
-:-
It’s our spirit and dreams that gives this nation breath
Giving it, its life and freedoms that we get too enjoy
Helping a neighbor is not a sin, let that be our wealth
For everyone in their lives is needing a little joy.
-:-
GB. This Country of Ours.
Listen, My Son
Steve L. Siegel
July, 2015
~:~
My son, don’t tell me that you’re not important!
That is simply wrong and not ever going to be true
The fact that you even was born
Should give you proof that God has plans for you.
~:~
The pathway may seem unclear to you right now
But one day, soon I hope, you’ll see
That God has plans for you all along
And you were truly meant be part of this life.
~:~
God has already written the book that is your life
That is the thing you need to know my son
Each and every day that you are living
This book was written for you a long time ago.
~:~
Oh my son, know that God does not write duds
He only writes the best sellers
So be proud of what and who you are
Because in Gods book you are the star.
~:~
I know that, so does God!
If you need help don’t feel lost
You can call either one of us
And we’ll be there help you out.
~:~
What We American Soldiers Stand For
Picture by Pinterest
-:-
A Story of an American Soldier
~ + ~
When I decided to become a soldier I took an oath,
The same oath every branch of military takes,
This oath that we freely take does not expire
Once we exit the military, it goes like this.
I do solemnly swear that I will support
And defend the Constitution of the United
States against all enemies foreign or domestic;
That I will bear true faith and allegiance to the
Same and that I will obey the Orders of the
President of the United States and the orders of
Officers appointed over me, according to the
Regulations and the Uniform Code of Military
Justice. So help me God.
-:-
Here is what you see in me as a solder.
There is discipline in me as a soldier
You can see in me when I walk;
I walk is a little taller now.
There is honor in all I do as a soldier
You hear it when I talk, listen to me.
There is a new found courage in me as a soldier
You can see it in my eye’s, there is no backing down.
There is something in me as a soldier
That make me stand apart from other men;
There is a new found strength in me as a soldier
That beats deep inside of my heart now!
A soldier isn’t the title of any man or woman
That can be hired to do, very few do so;
A soldier is the very soul of that man or woman
That is buried so deep inside of him.
A soldier is always a soldier even when time is done
He or she will never be able stand by when needed.
A soldier always serves his country first
The rest of his life he or she has to leave it all behind.
A soldier has to sacrifice what never
Come first into a civilian mind.
If you are a soldier I am saying this to you,
May God Bless and thank you for each and every soldier.
Because some gave it their all…
Steve L. Siegel
Feb. 11, 2016
When God made a woman
Steve L. Siegel
July, 2015
To my loving wife Sally Ann
~+~
I am so thankful that when God made a woman,
From Adam's ribs that before He made her
That He also added a bit firefly spirit, a touch
Unfiltered love that goes right to the man's heart.
~
That He also had time add that composure,
Made her little stubborn at times;
That to make us men behave, so badly,
That she'd get what she wanted in the first place.
~
However, He also added a soft spot in her,
Her heart always had room for her children,
Yet there is just enough room for her man,
She would show him her passion from deep within.
~
But, don't let another feline try getting near her man,
Her claws would come out, taking on any who wanted hers;
God must by accident took some man's backbone to put in her,
Because once she is in love, she'll try anything to keep him,
Fully to her alone; so there's no looking back.
~
Yep, I am glad and thankful to my Lord
That He chose to use a part of me to make a woman,
And that He lead her to where I was,
That between them both I now have this grand wife.
Those Who Watches Over Us
~ + ~
The other day we drove to our National Cemetery.
As we dove through it, I saw something out of the corner
of my eye, a slight movement; I did a double take to make
sure of what I had seen sure enough it was really there!
~
There standing in front of each grave instead of headstone
was a soldier standing in his finest dress uniform,
each looking his best with their top SSgt.
squaring them away like they've always had done before.
From the Indian wars, to the war between the States,
from the Alamo, to war in the trenches,
from Wake to Normandy, from Korea to Vietnam,
from Iraq to Afghanistan, and all who have
given their lives for this nation.
They were all there and looking so good,
while kidding each other about
who was looking the best;
in their best dress uniforms.
~
You should have seen it; then my
wife woke me up so to go home.
But, I bet if you should go to there today
and look just right you too can see them
standing there looking so grand, instead
of looking at those cold gray white stones.....
~
Steve L. Siegel
December 1, 2014
A Single Tree
Steve L. Siegel
August, 2015
-:-
Up on the upper Hoh River there is a trail
Only two and haft miles long, at end of trail is a tree
Were it has turned into a cross all by Gods own hands
People have been coming up there for years to see.
-:-
There is no pastor up here
Only a log beam made into a bench
Where people come pray or meditate
Some getting closer to God within the tree’s reach.
Myself it was time for self-reflections
I knew that for me it was time to grow
Where I learned that a little rain must fall
Some-times for Jesus, so that I can learn to be the show.
-:-
I sure don’t know why this tree grew this way
By the laws nature it should not have
Nothing has ever hurt this tree
No fire or lighting has ever have.
-:-
I do truly believe that this tree
Has seen more people turn their lives around
Then any church or pastor on any Sunday
Maybe, that’s why God put this tree in this piece of ground.
-:-
Author’s Notes
This tree is for real it is a big spruce somehow instead going straight up
It has two branches that forms a cross.
It at Olympic Nat, Park, Hol campgrounds
A Victim of the war
*
Steve L. Siegel
December 2, 2014
Once there lived a fine young city boy,
once so brave, true and Restless, filled with
energy And somewhat foolish too He went to join
the US Army Adventure filled his mind He knew that
for a soldier's life, all of this he was destined.
He did his training in a camp at Ft. Ord Calif.
Than on to Ft Benning GA, home of the jump school.
Where he became a member of the 101 First Airborne
Oh, man did he ever wear those silver jump wings proud
and the Wings of the 101 First, Screaming Eagles.
He did not know it at the time, but maybe he did,
for he was destiny was Vietnam.
They stole his feelings, taught him how to kill
and walk those jungle trails And taught him
that the enemy were the evil men
Then he went off to fight a war that he might not
of believed in but the call went out, now
he'll serve his country's need; just as his dad
had done in the last great war.
Now the old young man of what was,
Only now he's a shell of a man,
A victim of the war now too.
He can't seem to find himself in this world.
His own nation has turned against him,
the nightmares never seem to go away.
His next door neighbor that he knew forever
called him a baby-killer. Don't that beat all?
Now he is on his fourth marriage, and they wonder
why he can not stay put, his wife wonders why
she end up going to bed alone most nights?
It's because he has to make sure that
everything is in place before
he goes to bed; Yes,
It's hell being a Victim of the damn war...
For my bother who was killed in May of 68 and
myself who I think sometimes part of me died
at Albany with the 120 brothers of mine who
did answer the roll call the next day in Oct of 65.