Best Track Down Poems

It wasn't because he brought her flowers....
 It wasn't because he wined and dined her....
   She loved him because he spent hours on the computer
       trying to track down the 1970 Brooks Robinson baseball card
  ...

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My imaginary restaurant will be named “All That You Imagine.”
Any food you can imagine, you will be served.
Thanks to technology and a world-class cooking staff,
I can offer my patrons any food that they desire.
However, they must book their table three days in advance!
If their wish...

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This situation has no basis in reality; in fact, it is ludicrously unreal. However, the likes and dislikes shown of its author are completely true!

Scene: A comfortable office where Andrea Dietrich is finishing up with one of many interviews looking for Mr. Right: Jotting down...

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Diana, Nature’s Guardian 

Defending purity, virtues, by preordained, destine.
With faithful diligence I oversee all life that’s birthed.
Celebrating nature as its radiant guardian 
Fulfilling life’s desire with independent strength girthed.

I am Diana, Goddess of hunting wild animals.
Protector of the natural world both domestic and wild,
Camels, beetles,...

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Magic Beans Magic Beans
Sure Jack was swacked
On the tip of beanstalk
He was bivouacked

He met a giant's wife
Who gave him food and drink
When the giant came back home
He had to recoil and shrink

You know the story
And I am sorry to tell
He got the magic beans
By the...

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But later that night the girl tip-toed out,
And went down to the registry desk.
She picked up the ledger, poured through it all,
There was something that she had to check.

Back upstairs she went, content to wait
Her quarry had not yet arrived.
He loved was awake, and smiled...

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Raisin liked to make her bed upon a shelf up high
She said she likes the feeling that she’s almost in the sky
One day she fell and bonked her head and Rum could only stare
And wondered why a cat would land with four feet in the...

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It wasn't because he brought her flowers....
 
It wasn't because he wined and dined her....

She loved him because he spent hours on the computer
trying to track down the 1970 Brooks Robinson baseball card
for their oldest son's birthday

She loved him because he played with their kids,...

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The sun burst out from underneath the clouds
Ploughing through the merry crowd
The impact of nature is closing in 
sucking the joy  from within
Trucks and cars  littered the streets
Adding more pain to  the bloodstain
The sun is blazing with toxic lies
And shame is dripping...

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He was rsised in New Mexico
and became feared more than Geronimo
The army enlisted  him as a brave
to track down other braves.
Accused of many crimes
he escaped many times.
He led many raids
with his four braves.
He didn't trust his tribe 
so he stayed on the outside.
People say...

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Donut People

Not all donut people are large or police or thieves
Nor are they thin, eating only greens and leaves and vitamins
Or exercising on the side of reasons muscularity
All this takes time to digest of course

Another hole, another donut down
Finding the criminal intent within is not...

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Quick bold drums start out loud 
Pounding out the terms of war 
Race through the frantic jungle thick
Rhythms of pursuit take to the beat

Let the chase begin with heart in mouth
Track down the sun burnt frantic man
Stripped naked by his captives
They pushed him into foliage...

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For those not familiar with Banjo Paterson's poem LOST you may like to read it first to 
understand the sequel below.  You can find it at 
http://www.uq.edu.au/~mlwham/banjo/lost.html


He stood by the pepper tree down by the stream  
and his eyes were cast down at...

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I took a stroll on a wet November day
following a track down to the byway
there was a pile up causing a long delay
nearby some heaps of trash left to decay
rumbling sounds as I cross the tramway
then down the steep hill to the walkway

Into the park...

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Let me tell you a story, a story of woe:
a tale of a pup who got lost in the snow.
Daughter Laura, our eldest, came up to see us,
drove home in a Jeep (to rhyme, insert Prius).
She and her niece, my granddaughter Marion,
had come packing heat;...

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