By the time we entered the halls of
High School, something had changed.
We saw each other at a distance, in the
Hall, across the campus. If we were still
friends, we certainly were no longer close
And buddies as we once had been, such a short
While ago. We were Yates, Yank, Fonzy, Bobbie,
Jordan, and me, Cj.
We cared for each other, but time and space,
new place and new faces changed all that.
How amazing to think that after elementary
school, we dispersed and went our separate ways.
I heard that Fonzy died some 50 years ago. I spoke to Bobbie once by phone some 25 years ago, but have not seen any of them for nearly 60 years.
Oh how refreshing it would be just to see
Any of my long lost buddies just one more time.
In the late 60s, I heard the song,
'Ode To Billy Joe' by Bobbie Gentry.
Some time later, I heard the song,
'Take Me Home' by John Denver.
Bobbie Gentry's song reminds me
of my Southern roots not far from
the song's theme location in the
Mississippi Delta.
John Denver's song clearly paints the
picture of a place to which I would like
to return, if only it still existed. The name
lives on, but the people are gone. The fields
of corn and cotton remain but not the homes.
John's tone is magical, and I am mesmerized
by that country road. although my surroundings
were not mountainous but near sea level, John
still takes me home with his matchless lyrics.
Ilene's son was in a Dublin pub
When someone gave his leg an rub
"A copper to spare?"
"There's one over there
But he looks a bit like Beezlebub!"
I will shop with my eldest daughter today
Needing shoes that are not sandals, hooray!
We will not go until the break of the new day.
Meeting at nine, at a store far away.
I smile as I see her coming my way.
Remembering her at ten when we lived by the bay.
She would crawl out of the backseat of the car
Each and every fine school day
Not wanting me to meet her friends Bobbie or Fay
And of course never introducing me to her buddy big Jay
Afraid they would make me a bestie; what can I say?
I had the same problem with my own mom, back in the day.
Since Billie Joe jumped off the Tallahatchie bridge
Nothing has been the same up on the Choctaw ridge
Since Bobbie Gentry, it appears
Up and completely disappears
The Mississippi delta has a new drawbridge.
May 20, 2021
Remember the 1967 hit "Ode to Billy Joe"?
Number one on the music charts is where it would go.
It was recorded by country-western singer Bobbie Gentry.
This singer-songwriter reached world-wide popularity.
Something she mentions in the song remains a mystery.
Bobbie, when you and Billy Joe were up on Choctaw Ridge,
what exactly did you throw off the Tallahatchie Bridge?
Robert's cause of death will probably be:
Corona Virus, at age 20
~ Character Cause of Death Profile ~
Death
Probable age of death
20
Probably cause of death
COVID 19
Other likely causes
Heart Disease
Diabetes
Liver condition
Noteworthy funeral attendees
Trisha Patsy Vau, aged 19 -girlfriend
Virgil James Cull, aged 81 -friend
Basic Information
Name:
Robert Micheal Best
Nicknames:
Bobbie / Tall Robert
Reason for nicknames:
Derived from Robert / Descriptive
Date of birth:
Thursday, 6th Jan 2020 (Age 20)
Star sign:
Capricorn
Nationality:
British
Ethnicity:
Caucasian
Social class:
Middle class
Religion:
Atheist
Sexuality:
Straight
Education:
Some college
Course:
Sports science
Political views:
Far-left
Relationship status:
In a relationship with Trisha Patsy Vaughan
Career path:
Athletic/Profession Poet
a fiction write
6/24/20
WRITTEN WORDS BY James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
Been off work since twelve nineteen
Should be happy
Some say
But I don't look at it that way
I know in the back of my mind
The work on my desk is piling up
You would think
A co-worker would help me out
But every year
They don't have the holiday spirit
And never go near it
So instead of enjoying my time off
I calendar watch
Dreading that first day to back
After the holidays
Bah! Humbug!
BEYOND THE NICETIES OF CHRISTMAS Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Bobbie Burns
Through
blood stained aeons
religions
tiding astronomical
assuring
the birth of the sun
Shines
the near dead
seasonally depressed
atheist
Glowing
It sure is nice
to celebrate
with everyone
*SAD: Seasonal Affective Disorder
12.20.2019
Beyond The Niceties Of Christmas Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Bobbie Burns
Sara married Charlie, and instantly became caught up in his web.
He was a Catholic, so she converted. He was a Democrat, so now she was too.
They were both serious now, even though she had been a party girl before.
His opinions were her opinions. Charlie says. Charlie thinks. Charlie, Charlie.
But that got boring, so she married Bobbie. They were exactly the same
After she converted and became Southern Baptist. She learned the guitar too.
They played the guitar for two years all over West Kentucky. Joined at the hip.
His opinions were her opinions. Bobbie says. Bobbie thinks. Bobbie, Bobbie.
Sara is on husband number nine. His name is Chet.
She is now an independent, not believing in any politics, a New Age convert.
They go to psychic fairs, showing gemstones. They both read Tarot cards.
His opinions are her opinions. Chet says. Chet thinks. Chet, Chet, Chet.
Sara is still trying to find herself, but going about it in a very strange way…
From the dock, our boat speeds off
Into a channel to the calm Gulf of Mexico waters
Stopping when the GPS identifies our favorite reef
Hoping to catch a tasty treat, we cast with anticipation
It’s not until sundown when fish start to hit
Nibbling at our bait in a frenzy until finally
Grouper is on our dinner plate!
January 31, 2019
For Bobbie May’s “Word Play” contest
Bobbie Jo does not like the rain
She pouts until she sees the sun again
She stays indoors not to get wet
Come sunny forecasts she’s all set
Bobbie Jo dislikes clouds she says out loud
Though the light fluffy ones are allowed
It's dark heavy clouds she dreads with most disdain
They're the ones who bring oncoming bouts of rain
Bobbie Jo doesn’t like to frown
So when it rains she doesn’t let it get her down
She plays all happy tunes and paints a big bright rainbow
Then calls her closest friends to say hello
AP: 1st place 2021, 2nd place 2022, Honorable Mention 2020
I have seen a red sunset at least a thousand times
I've watched how the Northern lights play in the winter skies
And I have heard it all described within a poets rhymes
But I'd never seen Bobbie Ann bat those big brown eyes
Now the world is upside down when I prioritize
7/26/2017
A year has passed since Bobbie dropped,
Leather and lace with riding crop,
She left too fast, left too soon,
She left many like me behind to swoon.
Her words of comfort never faltered,
And our minds she always altered,
Stories of sexual glitz and glam,
Simply saying 'this is who I am'.
Never afraid to speak out,
That was what Bobbie was all about,
Barely a day has past since I last thought,
Not ever forgetting what she had taught.
Now and then I admire her past,
Ensuring her memories will forever last,
I'll never forget that starry night,
When she announced I was such a delight.
Nothing turns back the second hand,
To bring back her warmth to our hand,
But her words of love will never impart,
From our fragile and broken hearts.
(C) 2016 PJ Bayliss
Bobbie Phillips hunts 4 men hoo steel babeys .
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And what duz grae,s wife think about all this ? Noeboddy noze !
But thay all wirry about Mackenzie Phillips , b-cuz she never seems 2 eat !
So Valerie bertinnelli sends her fruit baskets ! Now isn,t that sweet ?
Megan follows is Val,s sykologist , she wants 2 put Val on a dyet !
Ike eisenmann is Val,s boyfrend , he,d love 2 help her try it !
3 orange haired girls bake and sell cup cakes from a truck !
But these girls cry a lot , b-cuz thair fave writer just died ,
And he,s Steve gerber , creator of Howard the duck !...
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