Capricorn and Aquarius;
One from Iowa the other from Texas;
Texas drew a gun, on a hold up;
Iowa upheld his pen paged up;
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Lightening flash drawn gun;
The other beat the dead line;
Comic book artist and
Texas Ranger Sheriff
How! droll, THEY DREW-
4/1/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
Sue, girly snail with eyes of blue
Your charm has bowled over bull frog Drew
He wants to court you, to truly woo
Sorry, said the snail, but my love grew
For another creature, a moth named Woo
But Woo had his eye on his cousin Curly Sue
A caterpillar who was fairly new
A love song that most of us never knew
Keeping this quiet was Drew and Sue
Embarrassed and a bit upset too
Lord Harry, King of Hell
Living where the bad guys dwell
Stirring up fire and brimstone too
evil tone for my cousin Drew
I drew you today,
your butt came out too big,
your arms weren't as broad as I wanted them to be,
your hair is fine.
There are no hands and feet,
there is no face.
I wanted to show your chest,
your hair that grows there,
I wanted to show your muscles,
I wanted to show more,
but I didn't.
It didn't come out as good as I wanted it to,
abstract is fine.
Maybe one day you'll pose for me.
After I read all of the Trixie Belden books I could find
My aunt Janice allowed me to read one of her Nancy Drew books
She had a book case filled with them.
She was chintzy with them, only allowed me to borrow one at a time.
I used to beg to take two, but she had her standards.
So I took one at a time, disliking how she was slowing down my progress.
I never liked Nancy Drew as much as Trixie Belden anyway.
I want some excitement in my life,
Other than just day dreaming all my life.
Thinking about the past days,
Where trust was the biggest maze.
Now all I can think about is my past fallacy,
When I thought friendship was easy .
When I thought life would be simple,
When I thought solution could easily be kindled.
Though not everyone can have a life of Tom Sawyer and Nancy Drew,
So stay strong and learn something new.
Follow your dreams too,
And excitement will come running to you!
A crystal dew drop
sustains itself at dawn wheel
at apex of branch
but don't
thats the place i live
best trip is when the best trip
and you are there to see it
how about this for rhyming
I didn't have a clue
Never knew
my sweat glands were filled with glue
guilt has turned his hue
see mommy she will know what to do
Newspaper reports too few
Harry flew
This is just personal
F**k you
Prince,,,
Sometimes I get to wondering, why?
Almost any old subject will do,
For I have one of those curious minds
Like a three-year-old named Drew
Sometimes he tugs on my trousers
And stares up into my cloudy eyes,
Like he thinks I can answer anything
When I can’t, I hear disappointed sighs
I asked why he thought I would know
Why the sky is blue, the grass is green
And he, without hesitation, replied,
“Papa, from all those years you've seen!”
nEVEr stopped chasing waterfalls
eyes catch fireworks
Feel the bullets tip
as i step in front
for you
D-Dreamed of the Possibility
R-Realized the team potential
E-Enveloped a city with love
W-Worked hard at his God given talents
B-Believed in his faith beyond measure
R-Repeated that faith by acts of kindness
E-Exponentially gained love by showing it
E-Expessed his love of family
S-Superceded the thought that One person can make a difference
The line I drew
becoming shorter
and shorter
as I become older
and older.
She drew the clouds apart
bid me: “Look beyond”
my darkness
exhale a cleansing breath
whisper: “Let it be”
wave an open hand
in silent peace
inhale the unheard cries
of scentless petals
falling
listen to the mantric drone
of honey bees
watch the darkness shift
through thinning veils
ease into the light
that is your own
She drew the clouds apart
so that I might see
my darkness
John G. Lawless
©7/28/2018
The line in the sand which we drew in my bed, do you recall how we drew them, the things that we said? Was it just hot air to keep my balloon afloat, rambling and kidding before grabbing your coat and dropping an anchor to try sink my boat before disembarking?
The line, those words, full of promise and hope anchored me in a storm, my heart crashing on the rocks of harsh disappointment, trapped and abandoned. Oh but for my resilient, stubborn soul, which refuses to be tied down and stay in the harbour waiting for another voyage to abound. I am as tall and proud as The Royal Clipper and on every strength i will raise my sails and use the storm to draw new lines which you can see where it dragged that anchor back out to sea, i am free, no longer your nonentity, i am woman and deserve more you see.
Good luck on your journey, watch out for the storms, always look for the lighthouse, it has saved me.
Drew A Diagram
Or is it a diaphragm?
While drawing crowd also did draw a diagram,
And it up does seem like we had tried to ham;
Broke all rules,
With loose tools;
Picture was of some people caught in a scam.
Jim Horn
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