Best Too Hot To Handle Poems
I picked up my tube of super glue
In hopes of piecing together
Sad lonely broken you
As I sifted through the bits
I wasn't sure what to do
Although there were many pieces
I was missing quite a few
Looking back to yesterday
tomorrow now and then
I Kept searching and searching
over and over again
To find the missing pieces
I looked to your pen
More than twenty-two missing
or perhaps less than ten
Imbedded in the paper
those pieces I sought
The lessons you had learned
and the pain they had brought
All your moments revealed
They came together in thought
I heard paper like screaming
cutting through me like a shot
The glue I was holding
Dissolved slowly like sand
so I gathered up your heart
and held it in my hand
My tears fell amongst the pieces
in a way I didn't understand
Your heart became too hot to handle
So I placed it on the land
Lifting heart up from the ground
You placed it slowly in your chest
All those bits that truly formed you
came together and we were blessed
Hidden answers you chose to scribe
where always meant to be a test
Revealing what we all are missing
those parts of us that go unconfessed
You look at me... with disgust in your eyes
At all of the flaws.. I can no longer hide
And I know in your heart... you want to throw me away
Forgetting it's you... who has made me this way
Yes! I know I'm no longer...the beauty I was
On the day that we met...and you fell in love
And I have been faithful... for all of these years
Through all of your laughter... and all of your tears
Through fallen Souffle's... and torched Flambe's
Your Chef dreams all strewn... in disarray
It is I who has taken the heat for you
Now really! ...is this what you want to do?
Throw me away... like a dirty old rag
Or hang me again...on that old wooden peg
There in my place...above the kitchen mantle
The Pot Holder who takes...what you can not handle.
Written: May 13th, 2020
Author: Elaine Cecelia George of Canada
Casablanca
Gone with the Wind
I've seen this movie before,
and I know how it ends
First we start off slow,
then become Best Friends
That's when the Love Story begins
We have ourselves a True Romance
which brings us skin to skin
And the way we are now
is The Way We Were then
Deja vu
Double Indemnity
We created the Perfect Storm,
our love has no Misery
You're my African Queen
and I'm your Lion King
We're on a Streetcar Named Desire
that feels like a Ring of Fire
Key Largo
Kate & Leopold
This love was Too Hot to Handle,
but we couldn't let it go
We found a way to hold on tight
because we were both Spellbound
Now it's A Wonderful Life,
our love is such a Phenomenon
Boomerang
The Baker Boys
Steel Magnolias
Sophie's Choice
These are just a few
of the movies I see
whenever I'm loving you,
and you're loving me
A Star is Born
A Place in the Sun
The Best Years of Our Lives
Strawberry Blonde
These are just a few
of the many movie scenes
that always let me know
what our love truly means
Braveheart
Moonstruck
Pillow Talk
Notorious
These are just a few
of the movies I see,
once I fell in love with you,
and you fell in love with me
Love Jones
Cleopatra
Wuthering Heights
It Happened One Night
These are just a few
of the many movie scenes
I always see you
when I'm looking at the screen
Casablanca
Gone with the Wind
I've seen this movie before,
and I love how it ends
Clouding my thoughts
you drive my imagination wild
I guess you could say you give me "wild thoughts"
I'm trying to pull myself out of this whirlwind of bliss.
It's great but I must get back to reality.
i'm Dorthy and you're my Oz.
you're the kerosene that fuels my fire
and this is way too hot to handle.
I'm living in a sea of emotion and I know i'm gonna drown.
I do this all time, when am I going to learn?
I wish i could calm this storm in my brain.
I feel it will make me insane, and you already drive me crazy.
I wrote this on the Salt Lake Express, enjoy.
Salt Lake Expression
I just got my phone and im travelling home
I havent been rappin since the age of de la soul
But i happen to imagine the things i dont know
Its all about where you are, however you go
My jedi mind is tricked out,
opposite of KISS- i lick it down,
i am about to be around,
instantly syncing experience into the sound, so listen now...
Whatever I sample,
its all too hot to handle,
i dissipate stress within damsels,
what's jack and a candlestick without a candle?
I describe inside my mind simply when i ramble
The rise and fall is epic like that of the Berlin wall,
hungry cows just in for the green, im herding you all,
transmitting transitions went from winter to fall,
this tale you're listening to is legitimate, it isn't tall.
Im like Rafiki just seeking to speak with the king,
i ford rivers to Mordor to find the Lord of the Ring,
this isn't a hobbit talking but when i walk i sing,
playing the harp with heart strings,
hark the lion king
versus shot in the dark, bark, then endangering,
i dine with fine eats at a Chinese restaurant called Ming's,
before the crack im born to rap, let the liberty bell ring.
Crazier than Nicolas cage,
i face the machine with rage,
i speak on street corners, concrete is my stage,
I'm going to flee to Indonesia seeking to speak with a sage
Gourmet food for thought is about to blast off,
get on this hip hop or listen to Slim and kick rocks in flip flops,
this is not a shot in the dark or a walk in the park,
im a man ready on his mark to rock steady like Bob
and drop heavy as wonder bred never forget that's who brought...
...This to you, get in-tuned
it's not on your radio so plug in your ipod,
im not a rhyme god, but I've got my lines off
like Joseph is how my coat is, mad colors,
i think the big government is actually a bad brother,
im blessed since I have my mother,
and we all are cause we have each other.
Dragon likes secrets but can’t keep them… UH UH! No way!
But he’s also, often confused by what he sees every single day.
Now he got interested in Area 51, and wanted a meet and greet…
Of aliens, so when he disappeared we sought him in the streets.
We checked out Hwy 51, mile marker 51, and the 51 mph speed limit sign.
I know it’s weird, but for us 51 mph is perfect, for giving speeding fines.
We checked with the Sheriff of Crazyland cause of the history they’ve had.
We were finally, really worried, and about to list him in a lost and found ad.
He told us of visiting with an alien, earlier, on a silver motorcycle, here about.
Silver jumpsuit, helmet, boots, and silver all the rest… so we put an APB out!
I was getting more than worried… As panicked, I was very quickly becoming!
Next time I’ll listen, when my little widdle Dragon starts his mouth a running!
Suddenly in the front yard, in the sky, came a flash of silver and green light!
And out popped The Green Lantern plus the Silver Surfer, in all their might!
From behind the Silver Surfer, Dragon leaped into my open and inviting arms.
Naturally with us both, landing flat upon the ground… stopping all my alarms.
The Silver Surfer had given Dragon a fun ride, but Dragon had gotten kinda lost!
He’d looked away, and Dragon being curious, had at that moment, wandered off.
Then Dragon was kidnapped by an alien gang, who wanted to sell him to a Zoo!
In Alpha Centauri! But his fire saved him, it became way too hot, when it blew!
Dragon was scared, as he learned not all alien’s are good, as he bowed his head.
Plus flying a space ship isn’t good, when fire blows all around, it has been said!
Thankfully, they’d needed an SOS, which had saved our little sweet Dragon guy.
Then the Silver Surfer & Green Lantern, brought our little one home, now wise!
Of course a naptime was in order, as we tucked him into his soft, safe bed, too.
But he now knew: Alien Super Heroes do exist, and that dreams can come true…
And to never go anywhere without, his family, with him, but we can now say…
For a Hero Dragon and his new friends, it was an Interstellar Great News Day!
Some bad guys learned that: Dragon Heroes are just too hot to handle! No cliché!
And Dragon was good… for the rest of the Day! Thank goodness! And Hooray!
Written 7-29-2016, This one is for my friend Steve….
The US Election Blues
Two heavyweight fighters
standing in a ring
who’ll make it to The White House
who’ll get the final swing?
Drink, till it’s all over
take a round the world cruise
I’ve got the transatlantic
no hope US election blues.
I feel sorry for the voters
disillusioned and depressed
who wish the warring couple
would give their ears a rest!
Backed into a corner,
whoever wins, they lose,
it’s the rock and a hard place
US election blues.
Donald reaches people
he’s got some new ideas
Hilary’s got pedigree
she’s been around for years.
Hibernate or emigrate
whichever one they choose
it’s the wind of change or stay
the same US election blues.
Every day, a skeleton,
a secret or a scandal
she’s a shady Ice Queen
he’s just too hot to handle.
There’s an S rated movie
coming to a state near you
it’s the polling booth, forget
the truth, US election blues.
They’re like the taste of Marmite
you either love or hate,
wake me up for Christmas
when it’s really much too late.
I’m leaving with Obama
and switching off the news
I’ve got the dirty tricks
mud sticks, US election blues.
Let's try to be funny, we're not being mean
Was your daddy a baker? ................cause
You got the best set of buns I have ever seen .
How about some fries baby, you got some shake,
Add a cherry to my cream and see what we can make
Baby you're like a hot burning candle
Once you get going you're too hot to handle
If I said you were like a magazine, would that be too bold,
I know you got issues, but you're hot, like a centerfold
Is that a mirror, you got in that dress?
Cause I see myself in it, I do confess
Baby, Don't you know what you do to me, I'm beating like a drum,
I'll let you play my harmonica if you know just how to hum.
Darling oh darling, don't get me all wrong
I'd tell you that ***** joke...but it's way too long
A wink, a smile, buy them a beer or some wine
Nothing starts the conversation off better
Than a funny little.............. pick up line
If you're out tomorrow, next week, or tonight
Use one of these beauties to your dates delight
There once was a man from Warangal
who stirred up quite a big scandal,
He loved a good girl gone bad
She was the best he yet had,
So was shunned as a hardcore vandal.
~04/26/2017
~Limerick contest by JAN ALLISON
a candle’s flame moves
in the breeze from the window –
her gaze lowers
the sizzling dish
is presented, white chicken –
salsa, red and green
a margarita
wide mouthed, salted and chilled –
her laughter rises
silverware moonlit
stands out against the red cloth –
a knife is dropped
Mexican coffee
arrives a two tone mixture –
too hot to handle
Lounging on the beach supine
With Rayban sunglasses on.
At last, summertime is here;
A hot one at that!
The heat could roast a chicken;
A sun too hot to handle!
I am a corn on a cob;
My kernels popping!
Hey, friend, aren't you feeling this?
You're a corn on the cob, too.
I don't see you popping off!
What's going on here?
The croft was the centre of our universe,
About it all day we kids would converse.
We talked of raiding a few streets away,
We would steal their wood without delay.
Then on the night, we stood, eyes bright,
As the grown ups, the fire did light.
The flames at first were yet to sprout,
We all shouted "the fires gone out".
Then with a woosh the kindling caught,
It traveled fast through the rest
We kids watched with bated breath,
As the flames began to beat,
All stepping back from the heat.
The fire consumed all we had stacked,
The old folk sat on old furniture with care,
Supping stout from jugs by their chairs.
Then the kids cries did rent the air,
The flames had reached Guy Fawkes chair.
He went up in a blaze of glory,
But that's not the end of my story.
Out came the boxes of fireworks now,
Rockets and bangers and Catherine wheels,
All the sparklers to make the kids squeal.
Roman candles, volcanoes, we had the lot.
Then out of the fire came the baked spuds,
Too hot to handle, so were spiked with wood.
Toffee apples and brittle treacle squares.
All the Mum's were proud of their wares.
We kids were covered in muck as we ran about,
Hoping that the fire would not go out.
Our eyes streaming from the smoking fire,
Our Mum's decided it was time to retire.
Aw just a few minutes more, we pleaded to Mum.
Ok then it's bed cos I'm tired ee ba gum.
© Dave Timperley for Bonfire night 2018
Fingers on keyboard music in the ear;
Wishes too hot to handle recently seared
Black light lighting extrapolating words
Pleasures deny most of what is heard.
Searching for extraction;
Lost in a maze of our own distraction;
Things once done things once said;
Perhaps it’s make believe some may dread
This is for girls filled with fire,
the ones who have been told
‘Tone down. You’re too hot to handle.’
To all the girls who light the way,
the ones who have been told
‘Stop. You don’t have what it takes.’
This is for girls who refuse to listen;
To the ones who take the unfiltered flight?
Those wings are your magic carpet ride;
To all the girls built on rebuilt ashes
the ones who crash and get up again,
those flames fuel your reincarnation;
For all you girls made of fire?
Burn.
a balmy evening
sweating out rivers of heat ~
sun glares in silence
too hot to handle
sounds of summer pierce the sky ~
cicada chorus