Best Stanley Poems
Flat Stanley needed some time off
to have a little fun.
Cassidie thought her grandpa
would be the very one
to show him the sights and glories of
a great metropolis.
So she sent him off to Seattle
with a farewell wave and kiss.
Now I don't know all that Grandpa did
to show him a good time,
but Stanley came to see me too,
the reason for this rhyme.
April in our valley is
a true sight to behold,
with fields of flaming tulips
and daffodils of gold.
When first he came I fed him.
He looked so strangely flat.
If Grandpa gave him food to eat
I don't know where it's at.
Then i told him that I'd take him for
a long floriferous stroll.
I knew those fields of flowers would
be food for Stanley's soul.
When Stanley saw those lovely flowers,
all he could do was smile.
I took him from my pocket
and let him run awhile.
He smelled of the pretty tulips
and laughed with pure elation.
He was so glad to see them
on his Washington vacation.
I live in Northern Washington
in the wonderful Puget sound,
in the lovely Skagit Valley,
the most beautiful place around.
I'm Cassidie's great grandaunt Joyce
and I'd like for her to know
that I want her to come with him
if flat Stanley wants to go
On another trip to these parts
when he gets some itching feet.
Like he, she'd think this country is
extremely hard to beat.
The moral of this story is
if you're an imaginary kid
there's nothing that you cannot do
and nothing is forbid.
(You can find stories about Flat Stanley by googling him. He is a literacy project for grade schools.)
Categories:
stanley, flower, daffodils,
Form:
Rhyme
blood on the ice
going for the Cup
who’s going to get it?
Categories:
stanley, hockey,
Form:
Questionku
TYPICAL 30 - The Start of the 2013-2014 NHL Season
30 of them began their battle with hopeful beginnings
But 14 of them will have their early exit...
As for the 16 teams, their Stanley Cup Playoffs dream begins
The SWEET 16 were chosen, who will be the ones to take the fall?
Round 1 of the 2014 Stanley Cup Playoffs
Let the First Round Battle Begin!
SWEET 16 - The First Round of the 2014 Stanley Cup Playoffs
16 of them sprinted out from the starting line
But 8 of them fell short to advance...
The Tampa Bay Lightning couldn't produce any more thunder
The Detroit Red Wings ran its last engine
The St. Louis Blues have played its final note
The Dallas Stars could no longer lead the charge
The Columbus Blue Jackets fired its last cannon
The Philadelphia Flyers have crashed down
The Colorado Avalanche buried themselves in the snow
And the San Jose Sharks couldn't take a final bite
The ELITE 8 were chosen, who will the ones to take the fall?
Round 2 of the 2014 Stanley Cup Playoffs
Let the Second Round Battle Begin!
ELITE 8 - The Second Round of the 2014 Stanley Cup Playoffs
8 of them advanced to the next stage
But 4 of them failed to advance...
The Minnesota Wild could no longer pull a wild run
The Pittsburgh Penguins were left on frozen thin ice
The Boston Bruins were hunted down
And the Anaheim Ducks quacked no more
The FINAL 4 were chosen, who will the ones to take the fall?
Round 3 of the 2014 Stanley Cup Playoffs
Let the Conference Finals Begin!
FINAL 4 - The Third Round of the 2014 Stanley Cup Playoffs
4 of them advanced to the next stage
But only 2 of them will go to the final stage...
The Montreal Canadiens were left in a cold state
And the Chicago Blackhawks final stand ended in complete defeat
The TREMENDOUS 2 were chosen, who will be the one to win it all?
The Final Round of the 2014 Stanley Cup Playoffs
Let the Stanley Cup Final Begin!
TREMENDOUS 2 - The Final Round of the 2014 Stanley Cup Playoffs
2 of them danced on the big stage
But only 1 of them was crowned as the champion...
The New York Rangers could not lead the way to the finish
The ONLY 1 was chosen, a team who won through it all!
Los Angeles Kings - The 2014 Stanley Cup Champions
Let the Stanley Cup Playoffs End!
Categories:
stanley, fun, games, hockey, pride,
Form:
Narrative
THE 2014 STANLEY CUP FINAL
The grand stage. The big dance on the ice.
Two teams have overcome against their competitors
To try and conquer the ultimate prize...
The prestigious and coveted Stanley Cup
The New York Rangers have led the way over their rivals
And the Los Angeles Kings have overthrown their enemies
The Rangers will try to go all the way
To claim the long-awaited cup, two decades since 1994
However, the Kings will try to battle
To reclaim their lost crown jewel, once theirs back in 2012
Who will rise to the occasion?
Who will be the one to raise the cup?
The 2014 Stanley Cup Final.
THE FINAL BATTLE HAS JUST BEGUN!
Categories:
stanley, desire, destiny, hero, hockey,
Form:
Narrative
Born an American on eighth month
Stanley Allen Meyer, a man worth,
Designed technology of water fuel cell
Machines which as the perpetual motion.
Thing that retrofitted in automobile
Water as fuel instead of gasoline,
Cell which splits water's element
Hydrogen and oxygen purportedly.
Mixture of gases with specified ratios
Result of reaction came Hydrogen gas
Burnt to seperate water molecules,
Violating the laws of Thermodynamics.
Thus, his perpetual motion works,
The term known, Electrolytic cells.
Electricity, a chemical redox reaction
Which got patent in Nineteen-ninety.
Use of "Water fuel cell assembly"
Portrays fuel cell wall capacitor
Single unit producing fuel gas,
That's the method of his invention.
Ohio TV station turned the destiny
His invention termed as fraudulent
Two investors brought out dealerships
Came as witness for "lame excuse".
Claimed of using Electrolysis
Committed fraud, "gross and egregious"
Dollor of twent-five thousand,
Repay them quick, court ordered.
With Belgian investors at restaurant
"They poisonef me" He shouted.
Ran out, gained his death
It's over of a cerebral aneurysm.
An hour of death came to both
Meyer with his invention's death,
No other restriction, no royalty,
His work incorporated long ago.
The car that ran on water
Sank on it's master death
A legend's history people unaware,
Invention which had Meyer's depth.
Categories:
stanley, confidence, dedication, inspiration, jobs,
Form:
Lyric
Two teams met on ice
They played strong to make a goal
Three to two the end.
Categories:
stanley, sports,
Form:
Haiku
A mathematician named Stanley Quist
So impressed his fellow topologists
By finding a proof of a complex conjecture,
Then disappearing during his lecture.
For he had just proven that S. Quist did not exist.
Categories:
stanley, humorous, math,
Form:
Limerick
Hockey season has just begun.
Now glued to t.v. for my fun.
Canucks is my team,
We have common dream,
This year `Lord Stanley' will be won.
for "Let's Limerick" sports nut contest
Categories:
stanley, sports
Form:
Limerick
Here lies the body of Stanley Meyer
Inventor, salesman, and consummate liar
A brain aneurysm
Might have kept him from prison
Both he and his fuel cell patents expired
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https://environment.umn.edu/education/susteducation/stanley-meyer-an-infamous-invention-and-death/
Categories:
stanley, farewell,
Form:
Limerick
You were born in Clermont, Queensland on December, twenty-four,
Away back circa eighteen sevn'ty-two.
Edward Jones now had a fifth child, whom his dear wife Anna bore,
Their second son and both were proud of you.
They'd migrated out from Ireland back in eighteen sixty-three
And sailed upon the good ship Beejapore.
Landing at Rockhampton harbour in the Queensland colony,
Resettling on a strange and foreign shore.
Childhood days behind you Victor you then joined the work force lad,
Assigned to a gold mining company.
In the range town of Mt Morgan you enjoyed the job you had;
A diligent and loyal employee.
You assisted the paymaster, though you left your posting when
You chose to join your countrymen at war.
For you heard the call of duty and you joined Mt Morgan men
To fight for Queen and country 'gainst the Boer.
Volunteering as a member of the gallant Q.M.I.
You proudly donned that feather in your hat.
First Contingent of B Company you waved this land good-bye,
Enrolled as British troops and went to bat.
Rebel Boers embarked on raiding farms of loyal colonists
In Griqualand west district to the north.
Counter measures were then put in place to stop these terrorists
By sending Pilcher and his column forth.
On the last day of December circa eighteen ninety-three
This force would march from Belmont heading west.
Information was forthcoming as to where the Boers could be
And Ricardo led his party which was soon put to the test.
On the first day of that New Year Victor Jones you lost your life;
They buried you at Sunnyside that eve.
Since that day the world's continued to be filled with war and strife,
So many die for what they do believe.
But the nation recognises that the first Australian
To die upon the battle field was you.
So Mt Morgan folk erected to your memory young man
A monument; the least that they could do.
In the not too distant future Victor, nations may yet see,
How precious all their young men really are.
Then refrain from sacrificing them and let the young men be,
Fine fathers to their families, not memories afar.
Categories:
stanley, history, loss, social, day,
Form:
Narrative
Stanley Russell Harris (ME)
The new Mad Author
When my books begin to sell.
From, ‘feedaread,’ where they dwell!
And I’m as rich as blinking well…
You know, rolling in that thing called money.
With figures in front of those zeros,
so the balance is not funny.
Do you know the first thing I must buy?
It’s a house by the sea for the wife and I!
Then, after helping the family and things like that.
Do you know what I would do?
Well read on and I will tell you.
I would look at charities.
That closed their doors, to those in need.
That helped the sick in mind or lame.
Those by themselves who have problems, within their life, it to maintain.
Help those homeless as well.
If only my bank account would swell.
Alas, until that I cannot do.
And that is all down to you!
As you have none of my books, you know.
Not one is in your bookcase so.
I will now tell you what to do.
Visit, ‘feedaread,’ that’s spelt right too.
Look for Stanley Russell Harris. That's me.
Then for. ‘Poems. Some happy, some sad, some to make you glad.’
Ten books of poetry there do be!
The adventures of, ‘Smarty a search and rescue dog.’
Many books his adventures do hog.
Then there is, ‘Smarty the Future 2061.’
His secrets here I cannot tell of one.
As that might ruin your enjoyable fun!
Anyway that's a trilogy
So you might have to buy books all three!
‘Short animal and bird tails (tales, Dragon tales.) Is what I said.’
Of course the first book I did write.
Was, ‘A patient from Papworth, yes that’s right.’
How the NHS saved my life no less.
Got me out of a hell of a mess.
So now you know the books I did write.
Spread the words to your friends tonight.
Okay, it can be in the day.
So please get your fingers clicking right away.
And let’s see who’s next, we’ll help one day.
And on this subject, that’s all for now I will say.
I’ll save the rest for another day, lol .
Stanley
(The new mad Author)
PS. I know it is too long. Nicole Harris. I know!!
lol
Categories:
stanley, adventure, animal, books, meaningful,
Form:
Personification
A
man who
wanted to
invent things, he
claimed he had made a
car that ran on water!
Said to be bribed and threatened
by Big Oil, he was deemed a fraud
when he refused to let the court test
his creation. Did no one see it work?
This is but one of the mysteries that
surrounds Stanley, who died after he
sipped some juice at a restaurant.
He gripped his throat and said that
he’d been poisoned, but this
was not proved. Why? Was
he gas-lighted?
Or was he
conning
US??
June 8, 2022
for Joe Maverick's Life Death And Aims Of Stanley Meyer Poetry Contest
Categories:
stanley, work,
Form:
Etheree
Lola Stanley
1913-1918
This side of the veil,
No living human has ever seen,
No mere mortal has ever beheld,
The diamond stutted rainbow face,
Of the One, Iam
With streams of flame,
Flowing from the Axis,
His all-seeing eyes,
Can be felt like crashing waves,
Of silent sound, silent…
Like rushing ripples of watery light,
The Eternal Seed,
The everlasting bloom;
Of the One, Iam
The only flower, silent…
There is no softness of sleep here,
No mark of darkness or sweeping escape,
We spirits of the Eternal Seed, instead
Fly as the dandelion blooms fly, silent…
Weightless, floating and drifting,
Seizing the morning shade of timelessness,
A multitude of soaring souls,
A single speck of mercy;
No. You have not seen what I see.
Now and forever-
His magnificent being embraces me,
As a silvery swan
Embraces a goddess!
Categories:
stanley, heaven,
Form:
Epitaph
I’m like, “Yo!”,
and he’s like, “Woh!”,
and I’m like, “Good to meet,”
and he’s like, “Real neat,”
and I’m like, “Jungle sucks,”
and he’s like, “It’s big bucks,”
and I’m like, “It’s the pits,”
and he’s like, “What a ditz!”,
and I’m like, “Where’s the beer?”,
and he’s like, “Why you here?”,
and I’m like, “I got sent,”
and he’s like, “Excellent!”,
and I’m like, “let’s shoot pool,”
and he’s like, “Way cool,”
and he’s like, “You from Alaska?”,
and I’m like, “Nah – Nebraska”,
and he’s like, “Go Huskers!”,
and I’m like, “No tuskers?”
and he’s like, “Had a cull – food”,
and I’m like, “Radical, dude.”
Categories:
stanley, history,
Form:
Couplet
Mr. Stanley died today.
His nurse had been puttering around
in his room,
straightening his bed clothes,
taking his vital signs.
He decided to let her have one more go at it.
“Mr. Stanley,” she would say,
“Your blood pressure is a little bit high.
Think of pleasant things.”
Mr. Stanley didn't know pleasant,
or comfortable, or nice and kind.
He was a man unto himself.
Relatives had little choice but to see him –
it was the duty of family to visit those who are sick.
But in the past few days, less people visited.
He wondered why –
When he awoke in the morning
of his last day of being earthbound,
there was sunlight streaming through the windows.
Mr. Stanley didn't approve of sunlight in his room
and it dampened his spirits more.
“Come close this damn shade,” he yelled,
hoping someone would hear.
He preferred calling out over pushing a button.
Suddenly the shade
seemed to matter less.
Mr. Stanley felt a lightness,
an incredible lightness;
he took one last look
around his tiny room
and flew away.
Categories:
stanley, death, farewell, goodbye, grief,
Form:
Free verse