Lise Poems - Poems about Lise

At Peter’s head I had to stare ... His hairpiece was made of butt hair It kept blowing off I started to scoff I’m gasping to get some fresh air! Inspired by the picture posted by Anne-Lise for her poem 'Hair in the soup' and an old joke about butt hair blowing off 09/17/20...

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Phwoaarh! Anne-Lise really is hot ‘Old woman’ she really is not With lovely blonde hair Men ogle and stare Her husband has hit the jackpot! Yesterday a vitriolic comment was made and Anne-Lise was called 'old woman' I hope this tribute and picture prove the exact opposite 6/7/19...

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YOU KNOW YOU CAN ~~~~~~~~~ Thank you bless you! Will you? Hope you. For your comment, thank you, bless you too. I have to ask, will you, hope you do! Can not, will not, care not, do not, To say that you can not, will not try; is it that you care not, do not lie? writing typing scribing carving these modern days writing, typing, words easy, compare scribing, carving sherds! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Inspired by Anne-Lise ,...

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Romantic emotions, the strongest human feelings Are those that I love to have sweet dealings To love is to have someone special in your heart Knowing that your love will never fall apart A companion, one who you can always depend Where love exists, it’s what you both will send There we are, both under a beautiful moonlit sky A gesture of...

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When I joined soup they rolled out the welcome mat Anne-Lise, Poet Destroyer and her lovely sister Skat I felt so excited that my poem had been read - As the idea of posting had filled me with dread! They all work so hard to build a community To welcome new people who write poetry There are many other people...

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When a Norwegian cow passes gas They want to tax the gas from its ‘ass’ A cow passes 4 tonnes of methane each year Just imagine the stink from its rear!!!! Thanks for the inspiration Anne Lise *** Jan Allison 31st March 2016...

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DEDICATION TO TWO VERY SPECIAL WOMEN I'm writing this poem with pure dedication To two very special women upon this fine day, Andrea Dietrich and Anne Lise Andresen your beauty is like a quaint fascination of pure devotion. If it weren't for people like you, I would have left long ago, Andrea you showed me great strength comes internally I...

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Sunshine came to play On each warm and golden ray~~~ letters of her name Eileen Manassian This is a tribute to Anne-Lise whom I call, Sunshine. She always has a sweet and comforting word for me that warms my heart....

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Haiku thoughts abound. Upon your page sit fifty Condensed verse poems Crying out for two more lines Haiku transformed to Tanka....

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I feel it so strongly deep inside the cry of your heart It but echoes my souls endless fear of being apart Use your strength to go on with life even though it is hard Where is life’s joy when treated with such reckless disregard? I wonder can I ever free you from this endless pain? My body...

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Even though it hurts to smile, I can pretend for a little while That everything is alright That when I look up at the Cinerescent sky and think about my life at least I could say with certainty that I've never been forsaken by the ONE MOST HIGH..... That I could always count on the sun's luminescent rays to Break through the...

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The first ever greeting I recieved on that day. The first chance I posted a piece from my brain. The sweetest message she sent to me. A poem that ode for my little Charrise. She is the most beautiful woman I ever knew. Her heart is pure,her words are true. Thought that first time, she's only twenty-two. Days have gone , year...

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Brainwsh Ann-Lise thoughts are deeds, words are the weeds, the mind collects sometimes, a salesman speaks to in your mind, hard sell his only crime, the pressure aint sublime... brainwash the deed, it chimes.... Don Jonson...

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A - special prayer is offered for you today, N-on-stop singing to greet you a Happy Birthday; N-orth to south, east to west and in all directions E-very line of my poem may herald your celebration. L-oving thoughts of you with my sweetest hugs, I-‘m sending them warmly as the sun shines brightly over those fogs, S-ongs of my best...

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I miss dancing with my Daddy, I stepped upon his feet, I held to his legs and round and round in circles he danced with me. I miss dancing with my best friend. We let loose to the jungle beat. Our blood flowing faster as we turned to wild beasts. I miss dancing with my...

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