Un-certainty..' Events beyond Biblical..
Being prepared for you.' Fire
For for your desire, a black heat though.?
Coming from just where
( you do not know )
It is intense, with the energy; all the energy
Of lives you have sqandered, including the
Ones that collectivly you self-relinquished
Such will your future be.' The delivery in inevitable..The sender is satan, he in indentured to dispense you wages, this is
( the gift that keeps on giving ) guys..' or gals...? I does not really really ( matter! )
View it as 'gender-indifferent?' Though most malevolent he can't help it by the way ' he is typecast by choice..And i beleive he ( means well?) Well for himself
Anyway..' But he can't cut the mustard.'
his gambit is completely busted, a busy fool is he, gambling on hostage taking.'
Obstinate to the enth; hell, of all degrees.'
Dear Barbara.
Before Fed Ex or UPS delivered rapidly,
There was USPS with Special Delivery.
Before them all, God delivered freely.
There are two treasured gifts most heavenly.
God blessed me with a wife and a family.
There's no one else with whom I'd rather be
Than the one that God clearly gave to me.
All that came before you
Lit a flame that quickly vanished from view.
For 54 years, there's been 'Just Us'.
It will be this way until one of us bites the dust.
Steeped deep within my memory,
I'll always remember the start of our story.
In a college town,
In a church pew,
You turned both my head and heart around.
From that moment on, everything became new.
In very short order,
I knew you were a gift from my heavenly Father.
His first delivery
The Retired Ladies Knitting Club
he knocked on the door
when opened they were all laughing
hysterically
he smiles but was curious
what's so funny?
they all said "ssshhhhhhhhh"
The second deliver
to the Painters Watercolor club
he was now amused
they too all laughing hysterically
he asked what's so funny?
they replied "sshhhhhhhhhh"
Next delivery
to the Gardeners Association
he walked in to a mob laughing
he was ok, what's so funny?
they all replied in unison
"sssshhhhhhhhhhh"
Now off to the Weekly Book Club Group
he was suspicious at this point
and yes, they too, all laughing uncontrolably
he couldn't resist
what's so funny?
the replies "shhhhhhhhhhhh"
The last deliver to a funeral home
at least they would not be laughing
to his surprise their laughter the loudest
he asked again, "what's so funny?"
reply the same, "shhhhhhhhhhhhh"
His shift over
he was mystified
at the laughter
but I guess
Silence was the answer
ssshhhhhhh LOL
You pour your heart out in a poem
bursting with emotion and sincerity,
then share it with the world to see.
You rush delivery ignoring any typos.
Your readers may not be too understanding
that you did not care to make an effort.
Readers honour you with their time
when they read the lines you've written,
the least you could do is make it worth their while.
If you don't think highly enough of your poetry
to warrant scrutiny and revision,
you'll find many will not take you seriously.
Not only will you be overlooked...
but you may just come off as the amateur
in competition with a fifth grader
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Amazon's delivery prime
Anything to anywhere your choice
Key to success always on time
FedEx an international voice
Been around for many a year
Reputation of being Rolls-Royce
D H L delivers far and near
Commercial opportunity founders sussed
Parcels will arrive have no fear
United Parcel Service a must
Another outfit comes into play
U P S organisations trust
Millions of parcels worldwide every day
Delivery logistics work come what may
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Porch becomes an altar of anticipation~
another box, another small salvation.
Who knew joy could arrive so flatly packaged,
wrapped in tape and mild neglect?
We whisper sweet nothings to the delivery app,
tracking miracles like digital wise men.
Out for delivery—the sacred hymn
of last-minute repentance.
Without Prime, we’d be marooned
in the land of sold out and backordered,
forced to gift IOUs and half-hearted hugs—
a truly unholy end to December.
Holiday Humor Limerick Poetry Contest
Tania Kitchin
Trump traded in his suit and decked the halls
To play Santa's helper and make house calls
Air Force One takes to the sky
Red noses' smiling eye-to-eye
To each, a gift of my bobble-head dolls
Destitute, O destiny?
Thinning at the ranks?
Doubtful, thy delivery.
Whom to give our thanks?
Riddle red run roundabout?
Automaton, flee!
Rhyme, ravine, regime, rot, rout!
Blessed, blackout, be...
Unity of message?
And what would be the point?
Straits, afford the passage?
O yellow priest, anoint...
Teeth, open in serried row!
Faces, peer in deep!
Broken is the golden bow?
O my masters, weep!
Weakness in the belly?
There's always lots of that.
Predators, hie to hell. He!
Nameless names from hat...
Ocean water, rush in quick...
Break the candlestick.
Light the match, ignore the wick.
Give the end a flick.
Burst upon the basement?
O slaughterhouse, succor.
Evil case of easement?
Weathervane, point to war.
special delivery the snail-man said as he came up the walk
the recipient was so surprised, she forgot how to talk
the letter had been mailed from Viet Nam in seventy-two
How many years back? Let’s see…..fifty-two
what kept you? she asked, her fingers shaking the envelope.
I brought it straight to you, said the snail, thinking she was a dope.
He had brought it to her as fast as he could and on the double.
Maybe hiring snails to deliver mail is asking for some kind of trouble.
the dogs are barking violently
at an intruder I cannot see
a delivery man comes into sight
fearing he might become their next bite
They are penned, I point out to him
He does not look confident, his body thin
He throws the package and runs off
I roll my eyes and the dogs both scoff
under the serpent mound prudent
demons (NOT monsters) preserve the
nuts and
endosperm meant for
later day
postmen to deliver
when the time is
all too convincingly ripe
a punch in the nose
what punctation deserves
~ punctually yours
Alluring
Bouquet
Carnations
Delivered.
Envelope
Florist
Gorgeous,
Honoring
Inks
Journey
Keeping
Love
Moreover
Needing
Ours.
Purposely
Quickening
Revealed
Safety
Transforming
Unselfish
Value
Wreathing;
X-raying;
Yearning;
Zen!
The Wait
Anticipation
A Situation
The Call
A Circumstance
The Follow Up
No Response
Four Days
Out for Delivery
Haven’t Received
Rage
Air traffic control has spotted a strange object in the sky
Moving at the speed of sound, bright lights flashing by
Radio contact has been made, a request to land on every roof in town
Air space has been cleared, and the landing textbook without a sound
A man in a red suit climbs out to check the flight crew of eight reindeer
A last chance to view the naughty and nice list before he disappears
The elves have reported all the chimneys are clear
Santa has been on a strict weight loss program, no need to fear
Presents are all separated and ready for delivery, must be handled with care
Timeline to get moving, such a big job no time to spare
Christmas comes but once a year, enjoy it spread goodwill and lots of cheer
Thank you Santa for another job well done, and we will see you again next year
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