Abra cadaver
What’s all this palaver
You’ll saw her in half
Can I have her?
?I'm in love with you
My body melts with you
My mind lost with you
'coz you always make me blu
?Whenever I look you
My lips get smiled
whenever I feel you
My heart get elated.
?Your beautiful eyes
your stunning smile
your gorgeous style
makes me shine.
?you make me happy
whenever I'm sad.
you make me good
whenever I'm depressed.
?you make me healthy
whenever I'm sick.
you make me content
whenever I'm mad.
?Thanks to you my dearest
My deepest gratitude for you
Thank you for being here
Thank you for being mine
My dearest love.
The gorgeous Nature!
Healing and dealing
Stealing and reeling
Feeling the feeling
Wheelies down the spillway
Three’s a thrill
Another bill
Still...
I will!
Chill, with the window sill,
Skilled at raiding the mills,
Tilled until everyone who wants a chance can dance until-
The rest are nil haikus 4 reiki suing spells four ewe
I’ll hang with Jill ... s
gorgeous autumn faerie with your light tangerine hair
your gray blue eyes so bright, your porcelain skin so fair
we have been waiting in the pumpkin patch for you
knowing you appear on October twenty-second, always true
You are more beautiful than last year, I think
your hair has a softness usually reserved for lacy pink
I feel an uplift in the breeze as you pass my way
you are forever in my heart, end of October, here to stay
we had never seen such a fancy, schmancy, gorgeous witch.
She is a siren, look at how her hat has a magical pitch.
This was told to us by a jealous crone with ugly teeth.
Her brain was full of worms, said my cousin Keith.
They were terrified of the gorgeous witch named Belle.
She was a siren witch, born six states away in a pumpkin dell.
Because she was a foreigner, they said mean things about her.
She was nice to me, so she became my friend for life, said Burr.
Burr made up her own mind about people and witches you see.
Others’ ideas and prejudices had no influences on her choices.
She liked siren witch, and talked her praises to Bree, Catty and me.
The only ones not convinced were two cousins, both Joyces.
They never gave anyone new a way to get into their clique.
Judging people upside, downside, their thinking distorted and thick.
She’ll always be a newcomer; we’ll never let her in they said.
These two were as welcoming as a corpse that had been overfed.
a gorgeous owl glided to my Kansas farm house in the middle of thunder
inspired my imagination, filled my writing pen with a bit of awe and wonder
I knew she was not a barn owl, for she did not have a ghostly white face.
She stayed around during the torrential rain, then she flew off with grace.
gorgeous berry bird
sparkling dazzling daintiness
reddish pink in hues
verdant crown of green
sitting on matching flower
an all-knowing eye
“Mystique”
by Positive Mark
My dearest, ravenous raven, I now approach you with the bill of a Blue Heron, and a one-track mind to sip your affection.
You’re perched in audacious submission, and it enslaves me.
You fit my lifestyle with your feminine wiles, you beautiful, gorgeous Black child.
Neatly petite, with the prettiest feet, my fever grows when you’re painting your toes.
How dare I let a day pass without writing a book about you?
There’s nothing I can do. I’m enamored with you, and engrossed in your mystique.
Your embossed physique drips past my eyes, to my lips, then I use it to moisten my quill.
What is love, but unwavering will?
Although she looked like a dainty delight
That gorgeous faerie queen was not quite right
Bad-talked people before they were out of sight
She was grouchy and mean, all day and night
Her green eyes were glowing, extremely bright
She had blonde hair that was curly and light
She appeared two weeks ago just past twilight
What comes from her mouth simply is not right
Gorgeous hula girls began throwing leis our way
The second we got off Plane Honolulu that day
We found these exquisite creatures every where
Dancing in celebration that we were there
Do you think they are all related? Asked my man
I could see he was truly an appreciative fan
A lei is a symbol offering friendship, love, a greeting
We saw beautiful hula dancers everywhere, even if fleeting
Steady breeze of today
Flips up the edge of my notebook
Maple leaves are sparking with movement
I watch their merry dance
Marveling at their reds, browns and yellows
November is gorgeous
My doc said that I have some sun damaged skin
He gave me some cream that I had to rub in
Just once a day for twenty eight days
My face is now changing in so many ways
In week one I thought it was not doing much
In week two I found my face sticky to touch
In week three I saw angry rashes appear
In week four the whole process stepped up a gear
There in the mirror, it could be an error
But have I turned into the Trollenberg Terror?
It’s itchy as hell and my skin won’t behave
I’ll have to be brave because I need to shave
Did I scrape my skin off, am I bleeding out
If I were a lady, I doubt I could pout
My skin is on fire, I’ve got a chapped nose
I pray for chapped lips, I’m okay with those
But I read the leaflet and Googled online
And everything told me that soon I’ll be fine
“The worse that it gets then the better it works.”
I’ll live with the giggles from passerby jerks
It’s day twenty-eight and I’m rubbing it in
I look like a monster as it heals my skin
I’m slapping that cream on for all I am worth
To make me the most gorgeous man on this Earth
Who loves...
Diana, Helen
Venus, Menierva
Tanya, Bridgette
Brenda, Amanda
Acheles, Aris
Mark, Michael
George and John
They are gorgeous people.
Relax you say, perhaps easier said than done
Time to let down your hair and go out and have some fun
Stress and tension team up to wage war on all of us
This dynamic duo is not happy unless they create a big fuss
They attack our positive emotions in such a profound and negative way
We can't allow these villains of mayhem to control our days
It is time to stop them in their tracks by fighting back
Take a holiday to an exotic beach and have some fun
They seem powerless against the pristine waters and the gorgeous sun
Go out for a walk breath the nice air, and think only happy vibes
In the end, it is up to us to banish these negative emotions for evermore
We have the means, we just need the desire to boot them out the door
she was a beauty
maybe she was a he
whatever they were
they were gorgeous
bioluminescent purple
with fluorescent green eyes
they enhanced the solid oak tree
their colors being almost
psychedelic
I wondered if they could make noise
often owls who are this gorgeous are deaf or blind
whoooooo whooooooo whooooooo
they were okay in that regard.
Even their hoots were beautiful.
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