He said to once again enquire
About the things he should acquire,
Which their Law School Programs require
From one seeking to be Esquire
And he's shown a gown of a Choir
He'd seen in a jeep like Sequoia:
On a good friend,catechist Isaiah,
Then,firing the jeep in a mire
In front of a kiosk Of Keziah
"No to a choir- like esquire:
Readers of Book of Obadiah..."
Categories:
esquire, career, devotion, image, religion,
Form: Rhyme
Your great collection of vinyl.
It is your own attire.
Room's painted with acryl.
It is my suppressed ire.
Your gave me yet another drill
By the electric fire.
In hopes to develop a skill
Of plausible liar.
Your dear place has far too much frill,
Outside there is barbed wire.
You like the melody of trill,
Nice voices in the choir,
Along the calming sound of quill
And a piano wire.
Did you ever hear horror shrill?
When living rights expire?
Do you possess just enough will
To set my soul on fire?
What should I do that you could kill
In rage out of desire?
I went outside to play with Jill
A mere half hour prior.
Lunch of salad with pickled dill.
Bypassed a black friar.
When will you finally retire?
Do not get mad. You chill!
And give me that pocket hair dryer.
One hundred dollar bill?
Please, there's no need. There is no dire
Emergency. So chill!
Pass me my magic happy pill,
You're elegant esquire!
Categories:
esquire, men, woman,
Form: Lyric
You should have seen this tree before the winter came
Before the sun broke faith with its suckling leaves
Before the heavy ice of time sagged its limbs
Before its roots were singe in a frigid flame.
Did you know HG Daniel then, did you walk with him
Through spring and hear him sing of his king
Did he teach you "the elements of survival," when Eden
Closed its gate on us did he tell you its lore
And make you long for earth's long lost heaven
Though he struggles "not a man as before"?
I knew this tree when spring was a leaf of tongue
And poets sip the nectar of imagination young
I read him in rhyme and works of tribute
To fair Barbara and other members of the soup
Before the strokes, his loss of wife, and the loop
Of pall upon his hand with which he paint his love.
He is a noble tree, a great one in our forest of rhymes
A brother in arms of faith, a comrade, a friend
I send him prayers today, and wait for yours to come
This tree still from autumn mist a few fruit holds
Of friendship, love, and loyalty to the babbling scrolls.
Categories:
esquire, dedication, friendship, on writing
Form: Dramatic Monologue
His students proud to so declare
He is a Chef Extraordinaire
Keeping love for evermore
His late wife, sweet Lenore
From his mountain he looks out
Finding inspiration all about
Writing words from living life
His past, his share of human strife
He writes with such emotion deep
Poetry that often makes me weep
He hasn't written much of late
Ill health has been his recent fate.
But, thanks to God he's on the mend
My best wishes I daily send
For all my life, my dearest friend
HG, my love to you I send...
Categories:
esquire, friendship, lovelove,
Form: Couplet
Scarlett in "Gone With the Wind" goes --- AFTER
Ashley even though she has thus far had in --- ALL,
Two husbands, and says she'll think about things ---TOMORROW
She marries Rhett and ---IS
Never satisfied with her life, always wanting ---ANOTHER
Man. But when Rhett leaves her in the end it's a sad---DAY
This POEM is an Example of a New Form of
POETRY Dane-Ann and HGarvey Daniel Esquire are trying to sanction
They call it “ End Line Word “ Poetry Thank-YOU
Categories:
esquire, lost love, love
Form: Narrative
Computer problems have struck HG again..he wanted me let you all know that he misses
being able to be on line with you all..hes working on some new poems while hes "down" and
hopefully will be back before to long. He logs on at the library from time to time so you can
leave him a message.
I miss him and bet you do too.
Barbara
Categories:
esquire, computer-internet, life, natural disasterstime,
Form: Free verse
It seems you were gone for ever so long,
Your soup friends were all feeling blue.
We missed your wonderful heartfelt writes,
And were eager to share a laugh with you too.
Crashing computers are so terribly frustrating,
When there are words thatyou just must share,
I suppose you could always use paper and pen,
Just keep posting, and know how much we care.
Categories:
esquire, happiness, on writing and
Form: Rhyme