I like friendly, friendly is nice
The wave, the nod, the smile's the fuel we use to get through life
Restores faith in humanity, reduces the insanity of social fabric fraying
Courtesy and manners, just like your mother said
Aren't less important now, just because you got ahead
Payback is reciprocal and karma's always cyclical
Cynical's inimical to the prosper you can foster if you follow her advice
The wave, the nod, the wink's the link, the lubricant of life
It shortens all the miles and trials, the troubles and the strife
The longer that it takes to learn, the more you let the candle burn
Clock's been ticking, what's been licking soon's been licked
No wick is going to outlive its turn upon the wheel of life
Yet, if I lend it to you
Fairly, I need lend it to everyone,
Or have my motivations called into question
Acknowledging with conscientious grace
Always offering a kind smiling face
No brow beatings when someone nears
Cheerful greetings alleviate fears
Let those through the doors before yourself
Retrieve the book, the higher shelf
Pipe the answer they fail to see
Feed the fires of waning glee
The wind blows; so bends the tree
Fulfill the needs that fall to thee
A goodly mission,
But what pay is my part?
A kinder disposition,
A compassionate heart.
She made me of fun
I would have gouged her eye
To serve on her my turn
But doubt it won't break the aspiring tie
Though I thought she was but in fear
Of her doubt in words ladies hear
Yet, my response will never thought to be made
To one who stands not for others in the world
And this tongue of flame could have ceased to flicker
The true nature of my charming heart desire
But since, up from the ages past
No one has ever yet
Withstand the grief of regret
Turned encouraging unless had tried out his best
If what I know is true
Being cajoled will never break my flue
For at my back, I always hear
Age's pennate cart hastening near...
Laughing hard,
The tears still roll by,
Despite all the joy in my heart,
You’ll always notice when I sigh.
Over the hills of snow,
And the mountains on caves,
Above the stars, I know,
You are for my sake.
On the right and left,
By the galleys sole depth,
In the valley of debt,
You have me so blessed.
Kind indeed is your smile,
Going by the solo rhymes,
Playing high in the skies,
At the rage of nights.
To you the leaves bend,
And the showers will descend,
From now and until then,
And forever till the end.
Oh don’t bury courtesy
on the political Prairie.
Where politicians rant
And tell words I can’t;
Say in a crowd
or even whisper out loud.
Oh bury courtesy not on the political Prairie.
Where the politicians howl
and untruths flow free.
Oh bury courtesy not!
These words came loud and pleading
from many citizenry.
But they took no heed
those politicians breed;
And they buried courtesy,
on the political Prairie.
The sheriff of Soup Creek has returned from Soup City once more,
after a run in with the judge, some bars and a concrete floor.
We cannot defend Mayor Tom they say it’s against the law,
maybe it’s time for something different, and switch to south paw.
Jenna and I received ten days in jail for contempt of court,
some sensitivity training and a scathing report.
The judge gave me one more chance to turn my nose brown,
or he will take away my badge and run me straight out of town.
We were locked up in jail without a proper investigation,
as for the actual lawbreaker, he just ripped up her citation.
Our saloon owner Jenna is still stuck there in that misguided jail.
They will not release her, and they refuse to grant her bail.
We need some volunteers to help us break her out,
she has not been treated fairly, of this there is no doubt.
They want us to be submissive and turn the other cheek,
but we need to form a posse and bring her back to Soup Creek.
Cartwheels
Back flips
Standing on your head
The splits
Swan dives ~
You first; go ahead
under the golden sun
wish for the perfect moon
still smiling despite the rain
so soothing now is my brain
thought i had the just right plan
instead i was playing the all wrong song
when i actually did fall,
i knew right then and there what the hell was going on
kissing you under the New Moon
wishing for the Calm Version of the Setting Sun
still flirting with you despite the rain
so soothing now is your brain
i remember when you were my babysitter
you caught me checking you out daringly and with pride
you were the Inspiration for every Sunset and Moonrise to me
and that has never changed
Thank God For A Small World
The bookstore door
startles open with
a man's hearty hand
and sincere smile
landing upon
this skirted lady,
bashful to be
coddled, but
undoubtedly
wanting it.
Mirrored cheeks widen
like the open door
with hearts extending.
Thanks is verbalized
and humbly
appreciated.
He tilts his top hat
and I am flattered
by the flirt
of uncommon
courtesy.
4-9-2021
Held the hand of an elder
Whom ye passed by, and
Bring it towards thy forehead;
An apropos of respect!
Never questioned the face,
Never answered the light
Esteem them as thy highnesses;
A gracious child.
It should always come from our hearts;
if it does not it's all pointless.
For that is where the caring starts.
It should always come from our hearts.
Every person must play their part,
and never the task deem joyless.
It should always come from our hearts;
if it does not it's all pointless.
Written on 11/9/2020
For: Graciousness Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mohan Chutani
When your first urge is to say something mean
Take a page from the courtesy queen
She has lots of friends, actually they never end.
Clamp down your mouth; do not whisper or shout.
Make no sound at all. Look for good, no matter how small.
For if you jump in and say something deliberately unkind.
The person will look at you differently.
You will become the jerk in their mind.
DON'T SNEEZE IN THE BREEZE
Unless you say please.
DON'T OOZE IN THE BOOZE
No choice I would choose.
DON'T SNEER AT A TEAR
It's a matter of fear.
DON'T WEEP IN YOUR SLEEP
Your COVID may creep.
DON'T CRY WHEN YOU FLY
A tear of goodbye.
DON'T DRIP ON A LIP
No slobber is hip.
DON'T SNEEZE A DISEASE
On carrots and peas.
DON'T FLICK WHEN YOU'RE SICK
Whatever you pick.
DON'T HUG WITH A BUG
In place of a shrug.
DON'T DROOL ON A FOOL
At home or at school.
DON'T KISS WITH REMISS
Say no with a hiss.
DON'T BLEED WHEN YOU BREED
Whatever the need.
DON'T BARF ON A SCARF
The way that dogs harf.
DON'T SOB FOR A SLOB
Who took your old job.
DON'T WED IF YOUR DEAD
Your fluids may spread.
DON'T SLIP ON A DRIP
And fall as you flip.
DON'T DROOL IN A POOL
You naughty old fool.
DON'T 'BIDE IF YOU DIED
Just go back inside.
DON'T WOO WITH THE FLU
Nobody loves you.
DON'T MARRY AND BURY
A woman named Larry.
DON'T DRIVE NOT ALIVE
There's no chance you'll survive.
DON'T BORE WITH A SORE
That's itching once more.
DON'T GO WITH THE FLOW
Your Covid may grow.
Regardless of reasons, no one’s heart do tear
Beat your chest, but dare to care
In every eventuality, display care and concern
Above all, blame and game endeavor to discern.
Regardless of reasons, no one’s heart do vandalize
Beat your chest, but dreams dare to analyze and stabilize
In every eventuality, display courtesy
Above all, let personal pride amplify and dignify your partner’s mercy.
Regardless of reasons, no one’s heart do pulverize
Beat your chest, but your thoughts and actions dare to sanitize
In every eventuality, display consideration
Above all, multiply and satisfy amiable affection.
Regardless of reasons, no one’s heart do break
Beat your chest, but prized possession for love dare to stake
In every eventuality, display humility and honesty
Above all, for your partner’s sake cultivate tenets of temerity.
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