The white ones glisten
in a beaded sweat of sleep,
exposed in beds
of ruffled, scented petals
as if this falling into sleep
had been a struggling
against the night’s inducement,
requiring great effort.
Now morning has arrived
with its cool, gentle light
to awaken these roses
to yet another day or two.
But they sleep too soundly,
perhaps still indulging
in amorous dreams of
the night before. Who’s to know?
I take my leave, whispering:
Ladies, when on awakening,
should you get word I called,
I beg you, please, pardon
my pure, though less than
modest, peering eyes.
Edited 7/2/2025
I postulate ocelots
as proselytes for chocolate:
they’d get word out on the dot;
they’re easy to spot.
And I’d tell a parable
or something comparable,
with a nugget of caramel
to be retold a lot.
Earth brown exterior:
clearly superior;
heavenly interior,
delicious and gold.
Here comes Sir Lancelot,
riding his ocelot.
Yeah, sure, it costs a lot,
but aren’t you sold?
Adieu
Abschied
Proshchaniye
I have the dreaded Covid
I cough
I sneeze
Everything tastes bland
I can’t smell the flowers
Oh life
You’ve forsaken me again
With the borders closed
Houses locked down
I’m a prisoner
In my own death
He circles my bed
With his foul breath
His garbs
Of mystery and menace
Oh
Its just the plague doctor
Breathing gets harder
Even with the ventilator
That suck the life out
Then pushes it back in
Make up your mind
Stupid machine
Is it the black death?
Or bat death
Pass the point of caring
As I won’t be here
To write that poem
After the plague
If only
They did
What was done in old
To close the playhouses
After the first thirty
In one week
When even gods messenger
To call it time
Or stumps
Is caught in quarantine
I won’t get word
Of my impending death
Till long after
I’m laid to rest
Since I don't have premium membership now this is the only way I can get word out to my soup family..
Our daughter and her husband went to court today for a hearing about guardianship of Karter..
The judge ruled in their(our daughter and husband) favor with them getting permanent guardianship until he(Karter) is 18 years old..The parents(biological parents) parental rights were not revoked and they were given orders by the court on items to get accomplished if they want to regain custody of Karter..They(the biological parents) will have a year to do that and in one year if they have not done what they are suppose to do then they(biological parents) will lose parental rights. Then our daughter and her husband can petition the court to adopt Karter..
I kept Karter today for them to go to court..He is a little handful but we love him..
Sara
Be you a fun lovin slammer or be you a true bully,
I am one who can truly appreciate either's creativity,
A True War Of Words Between Me and another poet (aka True Bully)
I can also appreciate and enjoy as if I beat the crap out of them physically,
but I'll cut to the chase right now to any bully out there reading this.
We have children on this site. Innocents with hopes of true bliss
and if I ever get word that you've crushed any one of their sweet spirits
I Will Kill You Mercifully & Quickly I Promise You This!
My troops will flood complaints to the soup staff about you and before you know it
overnight you'll be kicked off this site. You will have permanently blown it.
True, you may resurface once more again
but if you're still a bully your character will soon reveal you again my friend
and I have no problem killing you again and again and again.
So if you are a bully. You Have A True Enemy Known As ME my friend.
To All bullies On This Site. This is My Threat NOT My Warning.