My friend from Trinidad
has swagger like no other
Grew up drenched in music's rhythm
surrounded by storytelling musicians
who'd belt out proud social messages
To this day he lives and breathes music
Transports him to that soulful party place
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
A wee witty ditty about Chris (the Hawk) on BBC 6 Music - as they celebrate World Poetry week
“There is a deejay called Chris
Who loves to play.. go on the pi*s (or take the p*ss)
Getting squiffy he won’t miss
Who went from spiffy quiffy bliss
To an iffy monk haircut abyss
Be remiss not to hiss at this
But still gets the gong & a kiss
Names in song we’ll never ever miss”
YouTube and Chis Hodge
It came as a surprise to me that Chris Hodge
has been banned on YouTube, a man of knowledge
worth listening to
He is an honest intellectual; as such, it is hard
not to be critical of the Jewish negative influence
in the world we inhabit
Of course, I see on Facebook that I have become
skeptical of, the wiseman Chomsky often appears
his criticism of Israel doesn't plow a deep furrow
The Iranian attack on Israel was a warning
as they couldn't let the Israelis bomb their
embassy go unnoticed.
I fear, since the Jews are always righteous and hard
done by, will retaliate, thinking by pushing the envelope
further, will get the USA involved
This will not be too difficult, as the Jewish lobby
practically runs the US's foreign policy, and for us
who have a dim view of Israel and are not optimistic
You were stalwart, my Navy shipmate,
you didn't hesitate,
you knew as you earned the title Navy SEAL,
war would become much more real,
Those who criticize,
don't realize,
it's easy for them to misjudge from
their cozy armchairs,
they should thank God they weren't
sent over there,
as war causes so many of our
soldiers despair,
these haughty critics would of been
the first to call out for you,
if the merciless enemies walked down
the avenue,
You defended us, your people, and
you we deeply respect and appreciate,
rest In God, our gratitude, shipmate.
ministers of Christ stood the battles - devil lost lots of followers.
Chris the Christmas dog was a large black mutt
His inimitable spirit was planted down deep in his gut.
He was clever and fun, and we watched him with mirth.
Glad he was born on our dear Savior’s birth.
He was patient and kind, and he watched everyone.
Glad for anything good that happened, he was lots of fun.
Is that Chris the Christmas dog? Strangers would ask.
We did not take him in public without his mask.
For they would come running toward us with pens in hand.
Asking Chris to sign autographs, people all over our land.
His unique response to everyone was to give them a lick.
He was beloved by millions; this dog was incredibly slick!
How I long for days of yore,
Young at heart with open door.
Wishful, bashful, silly grin;
Wearing smooth and silky skin.
Now the years have passed me by,
My wrinkled face makes me sigh.
Cream it, stretch it, make it tight;
Purely for reflective sight.
Thinking of those times to come,
When then I can't remember some.
And even though a dermal sin,
I'll pray for crinkled skin again.
My name is Chris,
Her name is Alice,
We’re cocooned in
A plantastic palace,
While balanced on
The woodlands eaves,
We banquet on
What others leaves.
We’re pillers of
Socie-eat-he
We pay our debts
And dine for free,
But our sights are set
Up in the sky,
For we’ve been promised
One day we’ll fly!
Will Smith resigned. Listen to me. Will Smith was not "Acting it seems to me when he slapped Chris Rock for disrespecting his belove "Wife" who suffer from a "Disease"that is not funny! Suffering is never "FUNNY"!!!!!! Stupid People do anything for "Money"while trying to be funny!!!!! Will Smith showed "Real Love " for his beloved "Wife" whom he wants to keep in his "Life"!!!! It is not good to disrespect any mans "Wife"!!!!! Some have lost their life for disrespecting someones "Husband or someones "Wife"!!!!! "THAT SUFFERING FROM THE DISEASE THAT CAUSES A WOMAN OR MAN TO LOOSE THEIR HAIR IS NOT AT ALL "FUNNY"!!!!!!!!!!Will Smith does not need to resign because making fun of a "Disease" is a "Criminal Act" and is totally "UNKIND"!!!!!!
....BREAKING NEWS
BREAKING NEWS......
Bye, Bye, Chris Cuomo!
Gee, no tears will be in my ale!
Such be the high cost,
To keep brother, Andrew out of jail.
Now, you can both go to MSNBC!
And with Rachel Maddow ?
You will be twins of news frivolity.
John Malone headed to clean up CNN.
Good luck, Malone, there are more to
fire, for sure, before then.
We need news not mean, vicious
propaganda.
To dance and drink lemonade, finally,
on a truth constructed news veranda.
***John Malone.John was the head of a
huge cable company years ago.
He is a man of integrity. I used to work
for him. Best wishes to CNN.
John runs a tight ship!PR
12/4/2021
I reminisce, I miss
My beloved friend Chris
If only just once more
We could stroll ‘round the block
On evenings beneath starry skies
Chris sang, “Strangers in the Night”
But we were far from strangers
For 18 years we were like siblings
Inseparable
Traveling
Laughing
Sharing a love for football
Working side by side
Broadcasting state news
Chris drove me to the doctor
When I was afraid to go
Then stayed in my guest room
During his two bouts with cancer
Dad wanted me to find love again
“Why can’t you find someone like Chris?” he asked
But I’d already found him
Platonic, but strong, was our love
Now on lonely evenings
I search my heart for memories
So dear was our time together
Sixteen years later, I still can’t believe he’s gone
I picture him with health and humor
Sharing endless conversations
To this day
My beloved friend Chris
I reminisce, I miss
*March 22 2021.
For James Edward Lee’s “I Reminisce, I Miss” contest
The truth has always lay behind the lens,
Despite how the words of a conflict may twist and bend.
Bullets fly and shells shatter the earth and youth,
Tear at flesh and souls and try for the truth.
To tell a story, as writ by action,
And recorded in frames, under fire, an austere reaction.
Before opinion, before judgement, explanation or denial.
And lest the world take notice if only for a while.
Enough to make, some good of ill,
Whether be one child, or a city you can fill.
An eye for slices of humanity in the chaos of war,
The silent photographs, like a lion’s roar.
The compassionate soul, will not in mortal life wake,
And to die, on a stage of violence, will make.
The world see there are wrongs left to right,
And following the horrors of a day, can be a peaceful night.
And when the smoke clears, the truth has always lay behind the lens,
It did then and it will again...and again...and again...
Missing Chris
My little dog hides in high grass;
Her blackness crawls between iris stalks,
I spend my time spotting her,
That she not find her way away.
The fence is chain link, covered with ivy,
She hides even there, I worry.
Maxie is my friend, she comforts me.
Love to all, good night.
His enchanted romantic gems send me afloat in a cloud serene.
12/31/19
Contest: Who Flips your Trolley Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Bobby May
NEVERMORE FLY AWAY, CHRIS
Ahh, romance from the hand of God -
Oh how does he keep finding more ways
To stoke and stir the scents of perfection,
To dab perfume on pulse points each day.
Good Mornings and Good Nights released
Like lovebirds from a celebratory wedding.
Nevermore fly away, Chris, to the sun nor moon.
The absence of your poetic art, we be dreading.
12/11/2019
Tribute to Chris Green
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