Love, ha love!
You know this love,
Ha this love is for those
who work at the devil’s workshop
Who have a heart to spare
A heart to hurt
A heart to pine
and who are ready to die for love.
As for me,
with my nose to the grindstone,
No, thank you!
Love is not for me
I will not love
I am not the loving kind
I don’t like pining
I don’t like hurting
I don’t like to feel lonely
I don’t like my heart to be broken
and forsaken…
No way José,
if I see love coming
I’ll pass it by…
Hasta la vista, Love,
Go smitten someone else!
Contest: 1441 Love
Sponsor: Brian Strand.
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One stormy day in Texas the sky cracked open like a cheap piñata,
Jalapeño hail lashed the bluebonnets—goodbye, pretty blooms hasta la vista!
Rain turned to spicy salsa, rivers into ice-cold Lone Star Beer.
Cowpokes huddled together, prayin’ in the cactus-flavored air.
Pa’s prize longhorns blew away, where they went he had no idea
Eventually landed in Dallas yellin', "Y'all seen my tortillas?"
Crick rose up where three armadillos was sharin' one floatie.
Were heard to ask, “Where’s our guacamole?” ¡Olé!
nice talking to you
but, I have to go right now
Hasta la vista
Going in mall, buying her book
My heart's thrilled by her gleeful look
On the food court, together, we ate
Chewing and chatting until late
But then, it's time to say goodbye
I felt my heart wanted to cry
Until then, hasta la vista
Next time we eat salad and pasta
The hot savannah in late September
Too far back to quite remember
Born in plains surrounded by the sands
An oasis of the treeless woodlands
To be uniquely chic I always tried
Yet it never showed on my solid hide
One day hiding from cheetahs in tall grass
With my stubborn cousin, (he’s an ass)
I noticed our complete lack of camouflage
And sparked an idea fleeing their barrage
We zig-zagged an escape from jaws and paws
And set to work on my mono-color flaws
Happily braying proud a-ha’s from my pipes
I trotted around showing off new painted stripes
Blending in reeds better than a horse
Looking suave and stylish too, of course
Jealous mammals barely keep control
When I strut my stuff at the watering hole
Drooling and licking lips in envy
Carnivores can’t keep their eyes off me
So to boring old coats, hasta la vista
Now I’m a savvy equine fashionista
Savannah’s newly striped and charming Libra
Hey lion’s and hyena’s, you can call me Zebra
*Wink*
*Sassy mane toss*
…..*RUUUN!
p o k a
bye, yay, dag, ayo,
until, vale, slan, ciao,
ahoj, baai, later, ta ta,
aloha, soon, chau, adieu,
jaa ne, adios, antio, joigin,
viszlát, peace, daag, TTFN,
cheers, velom, addio, peace,
as-salaamu 'alaykum, näkemiin,
ja ne, tootle-loo, vaya con dios, shalom,
goodbye, nabadeey, dos svidaniya, hooroo,
namaste, donadagohvim, auf Widersehen,
sayonara, hwyl fawr, catch you later, tootles,
hasta la vista, happy trails, vida parayunnu,
take it easy, bhaalo thaakben, elalleqa,
Allah hafiz, khodaa haafez, tschüss,
au revoir, see you, take care,
so long, farewell, zai jian,
till then, I’m outta here,
God’s speed, al weda,
bidaa, see you soon,
tot ziens, bye-bye
A Mexican parrot clever and wise
escaped his dreadful cage in Van Nuys
He flew out of the Valley
back to old Mexicali
singing: Hasta la vista, you guys!
Written 2/19/22
Anon! The shadow chilled, mimikri and frosted with domineering dogma.
Thou wast trying escape and melt with thy magna carta.
The shadow was asking thee about crossroad and miniatur epic.
Who always doth fighting versus tyrannical peasant of lingua sacra?
Nay! The shadow given the souls and was sparkling in purgatory, but the light is so poor.
Accepted the unfathomable ferocity,
yearning all the while as patriacal era?
Aberrant behavior is chalked forth to tradition by robbed some of its faith, aroint thee!
Canonized the triumphant for dram of science or saint paramilitia?
Neither of these seems as blurring and ambigu answer.
Why should not members of the holy
suffering paranoia?
The shadow already blended patriach rebels, prithee!
His eyes twinkled criptically as luminated magenta and elegia.
The shadow built antedates canonization and say, "God-den Padre, gramercy!"
He goes through on his hurlyburly journey and ever reflected pareidolia.
Five beldams ate many doits, flying in the dunnest sky.
The shadow was striking tabor, unyoke, hasta la vista!
Sail ~ Sail away
Blue Sky and Ocean
On a Bright and Sunny day
Sail ~ Out to sea
Big ship's coming
Time to leave
Goodbye ~have to go
To see ahead ~
What future holds
Please ~ don't be sad
Soon come a Whats-app~
"Pack your bags"
We're gonna be together ~ Despite stormy weather
Sometimes seas rough ~ that's when tough gets tough
Everything will work out fine ~ give it some healing time
There'll be a new tomorrow ~ joy comes after sorrow
Round and round ~ the world spins 'round
In a galaxy of stars ~ there's hope~ no doubt
"Hasta la vista baby" I'm on my way
Waves are ~rockin 'n' rollin ~ Big Ship sails....
Sail ~ Sail away
Blue Sky and Ocean
On a Bright and Sunny day......
Ding dong
Mom, there's a big kid
in a Terminator costume at the door
He asked does Sarah Connor live here
I played along with the joke, and said: Yeah, sure
I told him I like his costume,
and I really liked his gun
He said, "Hasta la vista, baby
But I'll be back, John"
You must have really scared him, mom
Coming out of the kitchen with a butcher knife,
looking like the Bride of Frankenstein
You really ought to stop it, mom
Because the kids on Halloween,
won't come trick-or-treating here next time
Prankster impulsive and brazenly,
put his foot out tripping too hastily,
Arnie in pursuit,
fool messing his suit,
last words heard; "hasta la vista baby!"
Goodbye
Such a lonely, sad word
Sometime there is no recovery
No recourse
Just the inevitable
We say it so casually
Then turn away
Expecting the other to be
But eventually, they are simply gone
Final as the death of beginnings
Aspirations killed before realization
Unfriendly glares to smiling hellos
Damned before they start
I find little good in its sentiment
It is the termination of
What was; of what is;
What could be..if only
For there are better ways to part
Expressing good wishes--Love
Expectations of joys to come
Lingering with a heart smile
Hasta la vista--Until I see you
Auf wiedersehen-Until we meet
Arrivederci-See you soon
Farvel-Farewell
There are so many other options
So many ways to leave.
Finality arrives on its own.
Such a lonely, sad word--
Goodbye
(So many other languages have beautiful sentiments behind their parting phrases, why do we use one that is so final?)
She told him that she was pregnant with his baby.
"Say What? " he said, "You kidding me?"
Her silence reenforced that she was speaking truthfully.
His last words to her were, "Hasta La Vista Baby,"
and alas, another dad is born a deadbeat.
Alien Invasion
In Miami the invasion must be complete
Where did they come from and are they green?
Signs are everywhere
In shop windows signs read
“We speak English also”
How did they learn so quick?
How did they adapt so fast?
I understand they come from Cuba
A planet I’m not familiar with
One of them approached me today with
“Hasta la vista baby”
I guess that means the invasion is complete
All I could say was, “Take me to your leader”
And accepted my defeat
I’m Breaking Up With You, P.D.
I’m breaking up with you, P.D.
This is the very last poem you’ll ever get from me!
So understand me, Poetry Diva, we’re seriously through!
My husband will certainly leave me if I don’t leave you.
Let me explain it like this, my lovely, lethal girlfriend,
I’m so addicted to PoetrySoup, my marriage will soon end.
I know for sure that you don’t care and you won’t cry,
‘Cause on to a better poetry lover you’ll quickly fly.
Well, Deadly Destroyer, I'll see you around - - -someday maybe -
But right now I’m breaking up with you, P.D., so this is “Hasta la Vista, Baby!”
06-11-2014
Contest: Any Poem #6 (03-13-2016)
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Placement: 4th
Contest: I’m Breaking Up With You (06-19-2014)
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Placement: 1st
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