I once met a girl from Beverly Hills
who sold a potpourri of mind-bending pills.
I bought one and ate it,
and my entire mind got negated.
It was one of my life's most forgettable thrills.
Categories:
beverly, drug, humor, psychological,
Form: Light Verse
A pampered poodle in Beverley Hills
browses Rodeo Drive for her thrills
Jeweled dog bowls she'll seek
and silk leashes tres chic
Her owner smiles --Just hand me the bills
2/27/23
Categories:
beverly, humor,
Form: Limerick
Beezus and Ramona
Are in mourning, as am I,
For she who gave them life
Has sadly picked this time to die.
Ms. Cleary published her first book
The year that I was born.
I read them as a child
And to my kids, our copies worn.
Not long ago, my grandkids
Heard some stories, which I shared,
Of characters so old I’d wondered
How, through time, they’d fared.
I am delighted to report
Ramona’s still a pest
Who drives her sister crazy;
They have passed the still-cool test.
For that, Ms. Cleary (Beverly),
I couldn’t thank you more.
You’ve earned the right to cap your pen
At age one-hundred four.
Categories:
beverly, books, tribute,
Form: Rhyme
Bite sized and sexy, your seductive lips
Entertained my eyes. Curled from end to end,
Visions of your grin inspired a trend,
Envisioning myself taking small sips.
Religeously, I would love to take trips,
Leading me to the place where two tongues bend.
Yes, signals like this are easy to send,
When destiny and desire take dips.
Read my words, and I will keep reading your
Insolent sensuality, my muse.
Teach me your tongue, and then teach me some more
Things about your savor that I can use.
Eventually, I will take a tour,
Navigating to where ever I choose.
Categories:
beverly, dedication,
Form: Sonnet
I have to pay a dollar to get on the computer
that's because I am no longer a resident
in the old days I had a library card
and I checked half the books out in the place
I read all day long in the library on the weekends
I still remember all the books
now, that I am no longer a part of the city,
I travel here as a guest,
I spent thirty five years in this town
and now I merely wander into it
what a funny feeling.
anyway, it is more modern nowadays,
in the old times there only one floor
now there are two
and back in the day
we had a card index filing system
and there was drawers filled with the tiny little index cars
and everything is computerized now, the cards are gone.
Oh well, I'm still here.
Categories:
beverly, absence, poetry,
Form: Prose Poetry
There once was a girl named Beverly
Who was endowed so very heavily
With a gorgeous rack
That brought you right back
To where she had wanted you to be
Categories:
beverly, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Complaining - the price for sure!
The brand of the gas not pure...
TP was Gold then
In line like a hen...
Would love to give his rash cure...
for Carolyn Devonshire's contest
Categories:
beverly, funny
Form: Limerick
Young hearts that start to race
Old flames that begin to embrace
A group of friends with looks that could kill
In a California town called Beverly Hills
He's with Her, She's with Him
Magical things happen as the lights start to di,
Love that's so true, it feels oh' so right
Just as pure and as fresh as a cool Autumn's night
Drinking, hangovers, partying, and barfights
Your heart won't go down without all of your might
Pangs of guilt and regretful sorrows
Something that may or may not be remembered tommorow
People come and friends go
As well as relationships that die and grow
Hopes are crushed and dreams are achieved
Help from our friends when we start to grieve
Compassion and Love fills the air
For lots of people with lots of flare
A group of friends with looks that could kill
In a California town called Beverly Hills
Categories:
beverly, may,
Form: I do not know?
Concrete bedroom w/ lights & sound.
People gather across wet streets --
The click of a women’s heel --
Many clicks like horses trotting.
Herds of clunking mares fighting
for the prize.
Recognition in being the first horse
across the finish line
The first blue suit from Calvin Klein.
Our country is at war.
Kids are dying!
I know those things but do you know
when the Rolex store closes?
Categories:
beverly, allegory, introspection, social,
Form: Free verse