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Everywhere I looked for you
places where I travelled,
For I couldn’t comprehend at all
stories that unravelled.
Swear they lied that you had died
the things that people say,
Why keep me sad to feel bad
when ones on holiday?
Though people grieve from your leave
with sorrow and great pain,
I know I've only missed you
to see you once again.
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Here comes Santa-Dave, here comes Santa-Dave
Decorating our front door
Poinsettias dressed in garland yards
Red and green galore
White lights shining through holly clusters
A sprinkling of Yuletide luster
Our front porch, a holiday card!
Here comes Santa-Dave, here comes Santa-Dave
Putting up the tree
Silver tinsel draped ornaments
In festive finery
Heirloom angel in cloth and lace
Lending us tradition's grace
Glittering in merry vestments
Santa-Dave knows what we crave
Rumballs and gingerbread his Christmas art
Baked in sugary snowflake surprises
And growing his wife's grinchy heart...
By three sizes
12/9/19
For Writing Challenge- December, 2019 - I Want Christmas Poems
Sponsor, Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode
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Couplet
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Love un-required of a mistletoe, Un-lived by a holiday
Such that it is shown, On a day to day
A unique sense of two, Lighting each others way
A Fire burns, Needless of water to douse
If compared to water, I'd gladly drown
In a sea lit with red, A carpet he spreads
As if I'm the only one, He claims my fame
He is my Paparazzi, Therefore to him I show off my frame
Still photos embedded, In our brains
To die and be alive, for a love we claim
I walk upon the clouds, Never looking down
For he is my sky, in all of weathers renowned
Unpredictable despite being predicted, Told with Time
He is mine, like a winters blues
Left wants of cuddles, In warmth that soothes
In his summers, I am the rays
Sun kissed Skin, his body I bathe
You and I, Our daily holiday!!!!
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If I could only take away your pain
You would always find my hand in yours
Need you by my side
A love for you so strong and never dies
Friend, husband, my lover
I’m forever yours
Sailing together on life’s rough journey
Right by your side forever
Behind us all our troubles, we just look forward to the future
Like our holiday in the sun
A break we need so much since you have been so ill
Bridge built, no barrier we cannot overcome
Over all the years together
Troubled times are now in the past
Water under the bridge, your cancer is gone forever
I will be yours until the day we die
Will stay by your side
Ease back gently into the peaceful life we once knew
Your ever loving wife
Mind body and soul forever yours
Written for the Competition sponsored by Roy Jerden
Bridge over Troubled water - Word Acrostic (my first ever acrostic poem)
Dedicated to my husband with all my love
Jan Allison 17th February 2014
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lips like wet Vagina
if am good
they talk
if am bad
they talk
they always wet
their mouth with
their spit through their
lips like wet Vagina
lips like wet Vagina
if i live they will talk
if I fear to live
they will talk
if I talk they will talk
if I don't talk they will talk
they love to talk
their lips are always wet
like wet Vagina
lips like wet Vagina
on my issues their lips
remains always wet
I wonder what time they
got to waste
I guess they lake water(common sense)
that why always their
lips like wet Vagina
lips like wet Vagina
I write they talk
if I don't write
they can still talk
I sing my heart beat
they feel me yet they talk
if am silent they still talk
I can't here them quite
not for once in a while
they are use to talking
their lips are always wet
like a horny lady
about to hit my rod
in a high state of
talking confusion
through my sweet
wet
lips like her wet Vagina
lips like wet Vagina
if am brave they talk
if am calm they talk
if am proud they talk
if am humble they talk
if am intelligent they talk
if am dumb they talk
they have no holiday
their lips knows no stop time
always they are with
lips like wet Vagina
lips like wet Vagina
I thank God am not perfect
am happy at least am human
I got a heart and I never
want to live without my soul
my desire is not difficult
my dreams accommodates
all humanity all mankind
to live with the greatest gift
of nature of God
what more is more than a life
of peace happiness joy
in an atmosphere of love
this has been my poems
this has been my crime
this has been my opinion
yet they still talk me down
to their wet
lips like wet Vagina
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