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Ten a day - inspired by Deb M's POTD

You woke at the stroke of midnight
Brain buzzing, "You simply MUST write!
You are filled with desire
Your muse is on fire
Creativity, you should never fight!

Each poem’s been penned by yourself
Not stolen off a high bookshelf
And you know PS rules
(Ignore all the blog fools)
And always be true to thyself

You’ve written ten poems ~ hooray!
In journals your work should not stay
So post ten poems on soup
It may inspire our group
Keep posting and do it YOUR way!"

A collaboration poem, Deb and Mark

A fatherless boy with a motherless son, wrote stories of nature to please everyone.

Stories from the meadow, stories from the sea, native son of Sandwich, we come to honor thee.

Five generations, of his family tree, native son of Sandwich, we come to honor thee.

Qop Strikes Again With Another Poop Poem - For Deb M

A student at Turdbois Uni
Is studying Scatology
Sue must write a thesis
On impacted faeces
She admits it’s a crap degree!

Deb Hankins

Love always finds away
When a cycle to understand,
Now together forever 
For Milt, his journey over
a gift so lovely returned.

Mark Toney's marathon mile 25 contest
25/1/2023

Second Hand Deb

I love to rummage through Op shops
Named Charity shops to some
I enjoy finding a bargain
Whether vintage, rustic, whatever….it’s fun!

I grew up poor having a single parent
So money was tight indeed
Being the youngest it was mainly hand me downs
Or a visit to the op shop to get what I need!

So, it is in my blood I do believe
My sisters and I all love a decent rummage 
Finding treasures at bargain price
Enjoying sister fun and laughter while doing it!

Sometimes you get caught up in the moment
And buy just for the sake of it
Get home at look at your treasures
Thinking… why did I buy this s**t!!

Justifying it by saying “It’s for charity”
Telling myself once again to refrain
Until, I  get a sister txt or call
It’s off to the op shops I go again….

Apologies To Deb M

I need to apologise,
To sweet Deb M,
In my poem about vegemite,
I showed my age again.

As I have mentioned many times,
I am 84,
I can see the old folk's home,
Opening it's doors,

To welcome this old duck in
Because, of course, this ancient one,
Has committed another sin,
I said I was a Viking,

Instead of a vixen,
It rhymed with Viking
So much for my diction,
I was a Viking throughout the rhyme, you see,

Although a Grey wolf Vixen
Is what I'd rather be,

Grey wolf Vixens are elegant,
My fellow Vixens,
Only do what's relevant,
Waving our flag gaily in the air,

Advertising Vegemite,
They wanted Marmite banned there,
The elegant Vixen ate her vegemite from a spoon,
Only one tasty teaspoon made this old Vixen swoon.

P S  Well, sweet Deb M,
I trust this is to your liking,
I am, a grey old, Vixen,
Not a crazy ancient Viking.

In Answer To Deb Ms Question

Idiosyncrasies, what are they?
I know I am eccentric,
I get more so every day,
My strange ways and weirdness,
Are always-on display,
I cannot hide it,
I often lose the plot.
I can't count my idiosyncrasies,
Because I have the lot.

thank you for your clever Poem, Deb
I think I read the lot.
Was it you that penned it, Deb,
Oh dear, I forgot.

My Story--Deb Wilson

Tumbled into this world head first.
Knowing not what was in store.
Along the way some bubbles burst.
Yet on this journey I found my core.

First years were filled with pain and grief.
Lost child was I with no direction.
Seemed I'd never be granted relief.
I was so hungry for love and affection.

As I grew up the colder I got.
Took myself down a rocky road.
Still there were many visions sought.
Yet couldn't shake off this heavy load.

Time spent in shadows then turned to dawn.
As life rolled on so much was learned.
Soon a lot of the pain was gone.
Calm set in ,the right bridges were burned.

Now love surrounds me as does laughter.
I've found peace and also strength.
Finally know what I'm dancing after.
A road like this takes lots of length.



written 4/16/2015
for Bio of a Poet contest

Creature Comfort-Collab With Deb Wilson

In the midst of the dewdrops that sparkle the morning
the bluebird of happiness sang without warning.

Basking in the sun of a new day's light
then spreading it's wings for a first day flight.

The sun grew so large in the painted sky
while creatures stirred in the forest nearby.

Frolicking in the shadows the animals play
in search of new adventures that may come their way.

They stop and they sniff as humans come near
to their woodland home but they feel no fear.

As the dewdrops fade into afternoon delight
the evening comes a calling with a beautiful starlit night.

The furry ones scurry towards peaceful repose.
In the forest they'll sleep till the morning light glows.

Peace and love flourish in this forest all day long.
May your mind enjoy the beauty before it's all gone.



7-15-13
Thanks Deb... I enjoyed working on this with you as well...

Deb Gs Syllabillables

hot air is what i mist, 
syllables don't get as crisp, 
less yer hanging by hand of wrist, 
but the great fall from cliff is inviting:)

betwining betwixt,
nah i don't lisp,
just roof of me mouth bloody lining,
no rum i aint pist,
just some syllables missed,
 2 short says Deb,
she's divining....

Don Johnson

Deb Radke

She liked to read any limerick of mine.
I also thought her work was fine.
One of the finest writers any souper knew,
Deb was also adept at haiku.
She has not posted anything since May.
What happened to her?  Has she gone away?
I check the new material each day.
None of Deb’s work appears to my dismay.
Reading your material was such a delight.
Deb, you are welcome here at this site.


Robert Pettit 1-5-12 for Cyndi's Contest

To Francine Roberts From Deb Wilson

Of nature's beauty,the lady writes.
Spring's renewal or winter squall.
Her eyes drink in the many sights.
From summer bouquets to trees in fall.

The words come sweet and gently flow.
About her animal friends she writes.
Birds in flight,creatures below.
Those sunny days and moonlit nights.

Along the paper her pen cascades.
Bringing color to the world out there.
She enjoys life's little escapades.
We're happy she will continue to share.

Merry Christmas Francine!


for p.d.'s poetry gift exchange contest

Bc For Deb

B.C.
 Before Christ walked the planet,
Civilization’s rose and fell,
Pyramid pics show a light bulb,
Underground and lighted well,

Batteries from ancient Iraq,
Are in the worlds museums,
Cataract surgery, done before the Romans,
So we had to learn it soon.

Power sources of the crystal,
Vibration have we at the core,  
All of life vibrates, the mystical,
Tuaoi stone was one power source.   

might it still be in the triangle,
used for directing  ancient  Aeroplane's ,
Submarine's followed yes,  its angle,
centuries now in the great abyss.


Spirit is our natural state,
On this physical earth adventure,
When death comes it’s out the gate,
Take another childbirth censure?

4-Aug-11

Loving You--A Collaboration With Deb Wilson

I'll be your Bonnie if you'll be my Clyde.
Together we'll swim out against the tide.

I'm your queen and you are my king.
I can't describe the joy you bring.

My best friend ever and the love of my life.
I want nothing more than to be your wife.

You get me like nobody has before.
You're my lover and so much more.

I know I'm your soul mate and you are mine
sure as I know the clouds' design.

I'm wrapped around your finger forever.
Loving you is my life's endeavor.

You are an angel that fell from Heaven;
From one through ten-you're an eleven!

You know you are all I completely adore.
I've given you the keys to my hearts corridor!

You are the answer to my raging desire.
My midnight dancer and you have me on fire!

You know you are my idea of perfection.
It's amazing how we share this spiritual connection!

You complete me in more ways than one.
Loving you is my life's mission under the sun!

Message In a Bottle-Sing-Deb

I left this message here to tell you
Lived a life of joy and laughter
Always tried to make you smile
Loved with all of my soul
Had a heart of gold
Was a word smith
Played guitar
Loved to 
Sing






**for Linda-Marie's contest-"Message In A Bottle"

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