Spring is sprawling
out there somewhere
in a Bikini on a Beach
drinking Beer
toes in the sand
glass in hand
while snowflakes are falling
and winter's still here
then when good old
sunny summer comes
(and swallows do too)
oh to go Barefoot
in a Boat on the sea
Barbecue in the garden
play Ball in the park
fun in the sun 'til evening twilight
lowers the night a curtain of dark
Terrific
I'm Only Prolific
When I'm
Tom --- TERRRRR-IFFIC
And My Wonder Dog
Isn't A BIG OLD
WONDER DOT.
I Meant To Say
SPOT!
Come 'eer BOY!
Oh, What A GOOD Boy You Are.
Will You Wait?
-Gray Squirrel
05-19-2025
Love the landscape of your heart and soul dear brethren
Open your mind and understand the importance of love
Veer towards it with wings wide open and fly with sweet
Incline. Divinity is raising you to a level of higher thought
No greater virtue exists than Love. So bequeath it with
Goodness to all and watch them bloom of their own accord.
Trust in the Divine ability that God has created in you sister
Hold them all to your heart and feed them compassion
Only Love can save only Love can heal only Love can give life
Undress the wounds that fester beneath the sinner and
Grease them with spykenard oil and Godly kisses ...
Humans need Holiness as a goal for eternal life, so
Trust in the heavens that have created both stars and moon
Saints are made on earth through sacrifice and pain, we learn.
Love is a breath of fresh air in the park, a sapling inhaling sunshine
Open your heart to it and it will surely make you feel wonderful
Veer towards it and it will take you through the dance of life
Each and every one of us is capable of such, don't ask too much
Icebergs melt at the sight of it, icecaps too by Love's hemisphere
Sintillating emotions bubble up when it draws close, just enjoy it !
Eager to please love is always on the roll cruising right past go
Veer towards it and it will take you through the dance of life
Eye candy it is not, its much more than that, its enduring and strong
Regard it with great passion and zeal, for its something you can't steal
Grow with it and know that when its true love, it never dies, like the
Rose, even when the petals fall away the memory of its scent remains
Enameled in the heart forever and a day, Love is like an evergreen tree
Enlisted in nature's plea, it is always well taken care of, by the dovotee
Night never closes in on it without a sweet goodnight, love oh love, it is !
Once upon a time
Behold the stream of everlasting dote
The fiddle and a young stag
Cute, happy, naive young love
Happiness lighten their infinite world
Hidden deep in those pages of memories
Prompt the deed sad wound
Covered with a rosy smile
Even with the blissome past days
Comfort were never felt
Life become the hardest to live
As the felon become dark
The eyes, chico they never lie
He became her sickness
But silence was the best she could give
as days went by
heart became the betrayal
As her wrath world lies within him
The past always win
It becomes her sickness even when she has no weakness
Yarning for the old memories
no words are sent to say 'hello'
Love walks away slowly over
For months they haven't spoken
Will the beautiful night be killed with silence?
More days paved sorrow disguise in joy garmet
For, the beauty tears can wash a country eer
There is no point in trying
He died decades ago
Day after day; she tried, oh so many a try
But will the flame of love be quiet forever?
There, my home
There, where good never comes within bull's roar of eer
There, where penurious rule the penury
There, my home
Where hazy are hopes and aspirations
Extort common men for piles of gold.
What a great leader! Please keep it up
Lo! Blotted copybook with corruption
Oh! Lord of karma
Shade is now on our beam ends!
The earth has swallowed and digest the good
Today, all heads above stinks
Indeed, they are pure
Words are more eloquent than silence!
For tomorrow holds cloudy sky
We need more voice to win!
To pull up one's socks on damnation
Our needs calls for strong constitution
Which extinguish the fire of starvation
And also stands as protection
For us and them the future generation
Deliver onto me the strength to carry on my Lord and don't let me fail
I love my family and I don't want to see them suffer on account of me
Veer me towards truth and honesty, allow me to be part of a greater plan
Only you Father have the ability to heal my soul and ease my heart, so please
Remind me every day to do my very best for it is only in the letting go that
Closure can finally bring the peace I so much need. I am like a wounded
Eagle flying towards gateways of a stranger's land so please, help me cope.
"balderdash"
there once was a man named Lear
it can be said it can't be quite clear
if none of the nonsense he wrote
would in a pea-green boat float
but he wasn't King or Norman
that's q*eer
q*eer canucks be warned
the state of the states at stake~
freedom conundrum
Distant sounds are calling from yesteryear
Messages now cold from long, long ago,
Important voices I often refused to hear.
I shut out many of them because of fear,
Some considered from an acknowledged foe
Distant sounds are calling from yesteryear.
Reminding me of my own Mother dear,
Who warned me life was fraught with woe
Important voices I often refused to hear.
Now I wrestle with my conscience’s tear
To escape nagging advice, where do I go?
Distant sounds are calling from yesteryear
Wherever I go, they are pleading in my ear
Their sacred origins I believe I know,
Important voices I often refused to hear.
Didactic words of advice, strangely **eer,
For times have changed dramatically, so
Distant sounds are calling from yesteryear,
Important voices I often refused to hear.
written March 5, 2022
An amateur archer, Antoine,
Bodaciously bragged beastly brawn.
Crushed counterparts,
Dispatched deadly darts,
Electrified everyone!
Fly fisherman Freddy flung far.
Gadzooks! Great gobbling gar!
He hooked half-heartedly,
Inverted inartfully,
Jettisoned jumbled jig jar!
Kenneth keeps kitchen knives keen
Love’s labors leave lanky, lean
Mills metal mightily
Nibbles Nightly
Overweight outcomes: obscene!
Peter’s pickled picked peppers: premiere!
Quoted quantities: questionable, q*eer
Ration’s Redeeming:
Scofield scale screaming,
Terrifies tongues, torrents tears
Ultimatums unduly unclear
Varnished vengeance veneer
Wipeouts, whiteouts
Xeroxing x-outs
Yielding yoked yeoman years
Zanax-zombified zebras zig-zag zanily, zap zooming zeitgeists
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Alliterative, Abecedarian Limericks!
Ran out for 'Z', so I made an alliterative monoku there. This was hard! The last stanza stretches the imagination a bit :-)
We are all part of the sun, particles of His beautiful vessel
we are all atoms of His great love and astounding creation
Lift your eyes upwards and you will see that we are one
Like stars in the sky, we shine with similar light and spark
we all all part of His Kingdom on earth, so let us love....
Love one another without resentment
Open your hearts and allow the healing
Veer towards each other, greet the
Effervescent soul that knows you
We are all part of the Son, elementary humans of peace
We are all fragments of His plan, awaken and breathe
L O V E , I N .
I see the wary, self-satisfied leer as you approach
because I carry on my right shoulder
the expensive leather bag my wife gave me
for Christmas three years ago
when the doctor said “Don’t put stuff
in your hip pockets!”
Stuff, it seems, forces one’s spine to shift
In ways spines are not supposed to shift.
Your sneer tells me you think it so qu*eer
for a man to carry a purse –
[deep inside you may wish you had one]
My sweet, loving, caring wife has been gone
now for three lonely years,
Only special memories I have remain, like when
I said, “Are you kidding? I can’t go around
carrying that thing over my shoulder!”
“I do,” she said.
She packed everything I could possibly ever need
wallet, checkbook, toothpicks,
fingernail clippers, pens and pencils
Proudly she walked beside me
while I learned
to carry my murse
with confidence.
So, when I see you I smirk
I say to myself, “What’s it to you, jerk!”
Insanity constantly enslaves and mocks
No break, no pause, the appetite always knocks
Enough, never registers, his life, it sucks
Beer and gin, in his long gut line up and flock
Rich pockets, poor soul, behind the prison’s lock
Inversely proportional life, on the pluck
Always emptying bottles all round the clock
Time is in motion but his, suffers a block
End of this story is bottom of the rock
Melania spotted a louse
And caught a cab home sans her spouse
When Barron asked, "Why?"
She said with a sigh,
"Your father is in the dog house!"
Well, Ivanka soon learned the score
And despatched a nurse to the door
Nurse said, "There's a nut
Who barks like a mutt;
And groped me like I was an whore!"
Well, Ivanka's heart was so glad
For she knew that nut was her dad
She said, "Never fear
My dad's somewhat qu*eer;
His manners are ever so bad!"
Melania went out on the lawn
Exactly where Donald had gone
She called for a scoop
To pick up the poop
That Sessions had left and stepped on
Donald thought he'd bark out a tweet
Then he saw Melania's feet
He said, "Its a pity
That you feel so shi*ty
But the nurse has got something sweet."
Melania could smell a rat
And looked where the nurse had just sat
It seems a quick cuddle
Had left a wet puddle
Proving Donald had got it down Pat
Melania noticed a trend
Where Donald went off the deep end
So she could surmise
The President lies
And on that she could always depend
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