THREE
I have the best wife, for the Love of Pete!
My Little Potato ever Blesses me!
She helps me heal with everything I eat,
She leads me ‘cross the wide, Samsara Sea!
She whirls me, like a top, darkness spins off!
She’s patient with my weaknesses, and drops
The subject, once she’s done telling me off,
Abundance, Beauty, Joy, Peace, are the crops
She grows in Heavenly Gardens, rosy bowers…
There, hides a dagger, the fatal coup-de-grace*
…She fights with Principalities and Powers!
Word-forged the dagger is, a ruby cross
Adorns its hilt, see, it is of Words made
To obtain it, Laurie with her dear life paid…
*the coup-de-grace was not only a merciful blow with a dagger, designed to swiftly and painlessly end the life of a suffering knight, who could not be saved, this name was also used for the dagger, itself, which was designed for such a purpose
TWO
SO beautiful! And cutting up salamis!
She drops one, which I grab – I wash it off!
She radiates, just like the pregnant mommies
I see, passing the school… Now, now, don’t scoff!
The Love she bears for Children’s like a cloud,
It twinkles happily in her green eyes,
It’s like music spiraling up, not playing loud,
Like a Joy that makes me feel, ten times my size!
The feeling all about her’s soft, like fleece,
When I hold her tight, by God, the feeling grows!
It’s half akin to Love, and half, to Peace,
It smells like lavender, pine woods, and rose!
And now, she’s making sandwiches, great feat!
I have the best wife, for the Love of Pete!
Well dang and gosh darn
She sure got some charm
This dream walking down the street
Into a pole, I smashed
My old bean got mashed
Sure hurts bad for the love of Pete
She helps me get up
I thrill to her touch
Suddenly my head no longer hurts
As I get to my feet
I'm given a big treat
Viewed her assets up under her skirt
Think I'll try that again
Gotta wait until when
A gorgeous young female approaches
Crash into a pole
This pretty young soul
Says, “Too many scotch and sodas?”
Well so much for that
Fell right into the trap
Those girlies are smart little cookies
Won't try that again
It's a dangerous game
Serves me right for checking out the goodies
For the love of Pete
shut up and leave me alone
I have better things
Hope winter comes soon so we can turn on the heat
Ain't like the summers way back when, they were neat
Sweat running down
As us kids ran around
Sure loved the heat for the love of pete
© Jack Ellison 2015
Well dang and gol darn
She sure got some charm
This dream walking down the street
Into a pole I smashed
My old bean gets mashed
Hurt bad for the love of Pete
She helps me get up
I thrill to her touch
Suddenly my head no longer hurts
As I'm getting to my feet
I'm given a big treat
Viewed her assets as the wind blew her skirt
Think I'll try that again
Gotta wait until when
A gorgeous young female approaches
Crash into a pole
This pretty young soul
Says, “Too many scotch and sodas?”
Well so much for that
Fell right into the trap
Those girlies are smart little cookies
Won't try that again
It's a dangerous game
Serves me right for checking out their goodies
© Jack Ellison 2014
A bit of tongue in cheek as usual!
What is normal
Normal is in the eye of the beholder
Someone walking down the street devoid of clothes
Is definitely not considered normal
But who sets the standards
Who was the first to say we must cover up
That dangly thing down below
What makes it so offensive
Why does the sight of it make us uncomfortable
If nakedness was all we knew from birth
Then it would be quite normal
Society for some unknown reason
Aside from freezing to death in the winter
Has dictated it to be beyond common decency
Would we be having sex in the street
Would our sexual urge overcome us
Sure makes for some interesting debates
I'd be all for nudity up to the age of thirty
But then, for the love of Pete
Cover up!!!
© Jack Ellison 2014
I prophesize that I haven’t a clue what’s going to happen;
While the heavy air squashes my brain like an unresponsive idea.
I ask, what’s the sense of effortlessly trying not to strive
For the impossibility of always fulfilling your potential?
Is that too hard to ask even though I know the answer
Has tumbled all the way down to the tip of my tongue?
Can I make things any clearer on that puzzled face of yours;
The one where all the pieces are locked together in disarray?
So please, for the love of Pete who is despised when displeased;
Don’t ever toss up ideas like so many frivolous cannon balls.
And yes, that lesson learned is a forgotten experience which
Will always be remembered, like a prediction that can never occur.
For Juxtapose Oddly contest
Now here's a funny sight, my friends
People with extra long necks
Much like giraffes you see at the zoo
A really strange sight, by heck
They drive convertibles for obvious reasons
It sure ain't so great in the snow
Their houses are rather tall and skinny
How they sleep at night, heaven knows
There's advantages to having an extra long neck
Especially at a sporting event
Till the people behind start throwing things
Which there's gotta be a way to prevent
There's a pill that's just come on the market
To help shrink it down to size
But the side effects can be disastrous
It increases your bum and your thighs
Now you can fit into a normal size car
But you take up the whole front seat
That's sure better than a giraffe like neck
That's ridiculous, for the love of pete!
© Jack Ellison 2012
Now here's an unusual sight, my friends
People with extra long necks
Much like giraffes you see at the zoo
A really strange sight, by heck
They drive convertibles for obvious reasons
It sure ain't so great in the snow
Their houses are rather tall and skinny
How they sleep at night, no one knows
There's advantages to having an extra long neck
Especially at a sporting event
Till the people behind start throwing things
Which there's gotta be a way to prevent
There's a pill that's just come on the market
To help shrink 'em down to size
But the side effects are quite disastrous
It increases your bum and your thighs
Now you can fit into a normal size car
But you take up the whole front seat
That sure is better than a neck like a giraffe
That's ridiculous, for the love of Pete!
© Jack Ellison 2012
oh you handsome devil
carrying my across the throne
our lives so different, but yet the same
we live to hunt and found each other
i could not eat you nor you eat me
we are friends and loves and you hold my heart
now that i have moved you into my house
my master should be so pleased!!
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