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If I Had a Computer Instead of Just a Phone I Would Be Able To Download a Picture of My Face

If only I had a computer

As opposed to this here phone
I have and currently still possess
to write and post upon this site 

Which only provides me with a
certain amount of limited functionality 

Then I would then at least be 
enabled to thus provide you a 
picture of myself 

And what both I and my actual real
face look like in the flesh

Upon which you then could base
to judge me on the cover of my book
of virtual poems 

And put a face as well as to my name
and see or judge for yourself does it
match or does it fit

What at 1st you had at or did have
in your own mind

And whether or not the cut of my gib
and outwardly appearance

Leaves you either pleasantly surprised

Or otherwise leaves you wishing you
rather I hadn't or you had

As it's left you sadly not wanting to
but having and being unable to do
anything else but view me as a
turn off 

But sadly so much like my writing
is like the big reveal

I only possess have and was born
with 1 face and this is it

Just like I only have 1 way of also
both writing and thinking

And this is it
Categories: gib, 1st grade,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberBreaking News Skiberty Scab

Breaking News 
David J Walker

Fliberty flimm flamm 
Giberty gib 
Skiberty skib scab 
Floperty flib 
Zippity do dah 
Pigerty pigg 
Rigerty wash rag
Oily rig
And that’s why 
You will die
Unless you 
Giberty jig 
More as details become available
Categories: gib, allegory,
Form: Free verse


Premium MemberMy Gib Gabs

My train wreck Gabby
was a gem indeed
A giant Newfoundland
a stubborn breed

Loving and gentle
all 180 pounds
She was a mighty hunter
and she protected our grounds

For fourteen years
I loved her dear
Even when she ate my dinner
and drank my beer

I miss that dog
three past eleven
She is now with my Mom
upstairs in heaven

August 7, 2020
All Pets Go To Heaven Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Categories: gib, dog,
Form: Rhyme

Schoenheit

Schönheit hat ihre Krallen in mein Fleisch gesetzt,
Schmerz, den ich nicht glauben wollte. 
Denn ich wusste nichts von deinen Mühen;
wie verloren du bist in deinem Bild.

In deiner Hand war Komfort eingraviert,
wie süchtig du die Schwachen machst.
Zu lieben heißt zu versuchen,
doch meine Augen belügen die Seele in mir.

Schönheit, gib mir etwas,
etwas das mein Glaube nicht bereuen wird.
Doch was ich da verlange,
macht dich nur stumm, da du mir nichts geben kannst.

Deine Schwächen sind meine Sucht;
wie sehr ich dich wollte, da du es sehen konntest.
Ich zahlte mit Sünden den Sold für dich;
dich zu berühren war wie ein Versuch, dem allen nicht zu widerstehen.

Du bist so leblos deshalb brauche ich dich.
Du bist so unwichtig deshalb will ich dich.
Categories: gib, best friend, deep, devotion,
Form: Ballade

A Good Day

We pick de cotton,
yah gib us mo' seeds
We plant de wheat and corn,
yah gat us pluckin' up mo' weeds
We gather all de fruit,
yah ke'p it all from us
We boil de dry roots,
yah eat de fresh bulbs
We git de guts, tongue and feet,
yah git de best choice cut meat
We only git to have
what yah th'ow 'way
We only be free,
on de good burial day


A tribute to Frederick Douglas,
a homage to his poem, "We Raise de Wheat"
from "My Bondage, My Freedom" 1853
Categories: gib, death, freedom, pain, slavery,
Form: Dramatic Verse


David Gibson

David Gibson is who we know;
But your friends, colleagues call you "PRO."
I knew you as an humble child,
You are going to be missed for a long, long while.
You were firm & tall,
You played that ball.

Your number "8" that's new beginnings,
Now you are on a team that is always winning.
"GIB" or "PRO," you have game,
Yet now you are resting in Jesus name.
We thank God for your time spent with us here,
And in our hearts you will always be near
              
                                         With Love
                                          Ms. Daisy
                                          "The Lunch Lady"

David Gibson at this time was a senior at FAMU.  I am not sure where he received his scholarship but he was going to check out a school in Atlanta, GA when there was an accident and his life was cut short.  He is missed so much.
Categories: gib, basketball, child, death of
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberSailing

The sails snapped in the wind as the yacht changed tack
soon to refill as the yacht skimmed over the sea racing onwards
riding the large waves with adapt aplume slicing them apart.

Dolphins playfully following as they leapt for pure joy
spinning several times before diving down deep.
Ganging up on a lurking shark they soon send it away.

The screech of pulleys as we prepare to tack once more
as the boom crashes past to be brought up sharp 
when it takes all of the free lines and sails puff up.

The ocean is sparkling in the sunlight with white crested waves
as we round the headland and now can sail with the wind
the yacht leaning far over as her gib sail speeds her on.

Now it is time to add more canvas as we flash by
the winning line now in sight and with a great cheer
from the yacht club Casaroba crosses the line in first.
Categories: gib, ocean, race, sea,
Form: Verse

Pogonophobia

Fuzzily Wuzzily
Benjamin Gib-a-ney
Grew him a beard which was 
Coming in fine.

Then he found out he had 
Pogonophobia.
He can shave his, but he'd
Best not touch mine.
Categories: gib, fear, funny,
Form: Double Dactyl

The Dyslexic Teop

I rebmemer when I was a cute, little dik
underneath my steehsdeb I would slip.
retfA finishing one fo Dad’s chocolate stressed -
ymmoM would daer me The Three elttiL sgiP.

As I nageb to worg into a fine, erutam nam
I wenk I was different morf other fellas -
Didn’t want to daer Ayn Rand’s - The deahFountain
I was totally derutparne by Keats and yellehS.

And when it emac to a laugh-aloud eritas -
my admired rotnem was Sir Odgen hsaN.
For erom deeper prose I’d inhale the segap
fo words penned by Plath and notxeS Anne.

Edward eeblA is my etirovaf playwright  -
I am in total ewa fo his powerful sdrow
and I truly leef his most gninnuts masterpiece
is “Who’s Afraid fo Virginia flooW?"

I have gib dreams fo being famous eno yad -
like a Eugene Neill’O or na Arthur relliM.
But in redro for one ot rehpiced my writings
they’ll have ot hold it ni front fo their rorrim.
Categories: gib, imagination
Form: Light Verse

Tu

My Aunt in California, she called to tell me good morning.
Her name is Tu, it's true and she's a gem of an Auntie too.

From Vietnam she came, in the year past my mother's flame.
With her eyes she looked at me, in her smile, my mother I see.
Her voice a reminder to me, that my family is near.
Dear to my heart  while far apart, her words wash away my fear.

A charm of broken accent, her words are heaven sent.
"You smaaa and much to gib, big heaaar and li to lib"

You're smart she says, with much to give, a big heart you have.
There's life to  live!  A charm of broken accent, her words so pure
when sent.  

Deciphering is what I did, through my life the words they gave.
Through the times of love and pain, charm of the broken...
whisper my name.

"I go to America schoo, wor tree job to do"
"I come here at forty fi, go to schoo when I forty.Ni"
"I cry, becau no one know my nam"

I love my Auntie True.  Her name my friend, is Tu.

She came at 45, went to med school at 49, 
learning English at the same time.

Now as I sit in rhyme... 
I find courage in broken chimes.
Categories: gib, family, lovewords, heart, heart,
Form: Rhyme
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