Long 4th Poems
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follow this bridge to the other side
there is a world there where a troll can hide
you can keep your nudity, so enjoy the walk.
be aware of things overhead that squawk
optimistic troll loved crunchy leaves
he stomped them hard; it was a breeze
the old bridge said ouch but winked his eye
this encouragement made him want to try
he figured it would take a week and a day
to cross that footbridge, but what the hey?
the only thing you have is your time right?
It was scary when it got dark late at night
He heard a WHOOO and it scared him so
He covered up with leaves and refused to go
How this story ends, is anyone’s guess….
Tune in next week to hear the rest.
How about some cheese? the Aussie said to the new employee.
Which kind would you like? Cheddar? Pepper jack? American?
Definitely not American. Do you have Provolone?
The other guys laughed. They were toying with this American.
Cheese means money over here, one of them said to the new guy.
The new guy kept his thoughts to himself, but he listened hard now.
Figuring out who the instigators were.
Was their teasing clean fun or bullying?
A latecomer began gesturing frantically as he entered the office.
Upon seeing this display, the new guy decided to introduce himself.
“I am your new manager,” he told them
“Feel free to call me the Big Cheese.”
Happy Earth Day
Nature is always in her beauty from sunrise to sunset,
Look at the colors that are on display.
Happy Earth Day,
The birds showing off their pretty wings and the ability to fly.
Happy Earth Day,
Flowers are ready in bloom, as the trees stand straight and tall.
Happy Earth Day ,
See how the grass grows.
Vast oceans are deep; the seas love how the tide touches the sand .
Happy Earth Day,
Where people and creatures call home.
Happy Earth Day,
Thanks to God, for the gift of all life here on earth.
I wanted to be a happy clown, Happy lamented to me.
His partners Two-fer and DotBear were dour and down.,
Nothing was uplifting about their situation that I could see.
Can’t you reinvent yourself, become a new kind of clown?
Happy stared at me with the wisdom of a living man.
Two-fer is my roommate, and DotBear is my friend.
I quickly gave the others a glance and instant scan.
They are determined to be sad, they simply will not bend.
Could there be two sad clowns and a really joyful one too?
Happy considered this idea but then tossed it swiftly away.
How can I be happy when my friends are dour, down and blue?
Feeling sad for them all, I told them to have a happy downward day.
He leaped upon the stairwell,
He rolled in our chimney soot
He jumped around, my doggie Kell,
He was always under foot
We fell over as we tried to leave
For he was always the first one out
Irritating our neighbor, Miss Beave
Who always gave a shout
You know he is excited, mom would say
Just let him go first, he’s going to anyway.
Kell was my dog, and full of joy and love
Enthusiasm oozed from his maker above.
Kell leaped and jumped and rolled when young
When older, he began to rest, taking lots of little sleeps.
I miss his younger days, when we had so much fun,
And he rolled over me and made those puppy leaps.
I am Charmin’s favorite jacket, I feel her love.
Hiding out in the closet, with her hat above.
She likes to hold me very tightly and near.
We twirl together in front of her mirror.
I am a navy trench coat with a sharp little belt.
I have deep pockets, and a collar of soft tailored felt.
I am sharp, everyone compliments us when we’re out.
One day she loaned me, what was that all about?
I felt used, abused, enormously mad and incredibly sad.
I tried not to look perky, on the friend of her Dad.
She looked in the mirror but she did not see me at all.
She was a blonde woman, way skinny and tall.
Here is Charmin; she is giving me a light little brush.
There was a hair on my shoulder; a tiny speck of blush.
Don’t loan me out ever again! I tell her in a very stern way.
I am always her baby, each and every rainy Sunday!
Three thousand five hundred and ninety-two fish in the sea
And I had to find a catfish who took a bite out of me
The waves were crashing, but I still felt his teeth okay.
That murderous fish bit me, then went gliding away.
Three thousand five hundred and ninety-two grains of sand
Landed in my bucket when I finally found myself back on dry land.
A frog came over to give me a little understanding and empathy.
The catfish had tried to take a bite out of him too, you see.
Three thousand five hundred and ninety-two steps to my car.
If I had known my leg was going to hurt, I would not have parked so far.
Clyde the catfish got you, eh? An old timer in a fishing hat asked me.
He’s the orneriest and oldest fish in this deep blue sea.
There are a lot of myths we have been told
Like at the end of a rainbow there's a pot of gold.
Things I was told turned out to be lies
Like if you watch to much television you will get square eyes.
If you eat the crust of the bread you will
Get curly hair.
Don't look to long at someone as it is rude to stare.
Look at that owl they are clever and wise
And listen to adults because they never tell lies
Girls are made from sugar and spice
And never hit a woman as its not very nice
Boy are made from frogs and snails
And always wash your hands and don't bite your nails
Never say dirty words and don't scream or shout
As there was a bar of soap to wash your mouth out.
Shelly said that Darlene said that
Tina said that you are an ignorant fool.
So?
Jinny said that Zinna was rolling her eyes at you.
Farina said you have cooties.
So?
Do you want to hear what Allie said about you?
No, thanks.
Minnie said….
“I don’t want to hear it,” I tell her, skipping away.
“You are a poppie butt!” she yells after me.
Thank you, I yell back.
“You are CRAZY!” she hollers, angry now.
“THANK YOU!” I yell louder.
“They were talking trash about you,” my friend tells me.
Wait a second. This is my friend?
“Are you going to talk to them about it?”
No.
Are you going to fight them?
I throw back my head and laugh.
Once I mastered the skip away, the stay away and the thank you
Bullies had no power over me.
They started bothering others.
I try to teach my friends
Bullies will leave you alone
If they don’t think you are getting mad or sad.
Being so danged light skinned .
I had a terrible time mastering
Those telling pink cheeks.
I had to practice with
Trusted friends,
By letting them calling
Me names and practicing
My strategies.
The Keep Away.
The Skip Away.
The Thank You.
Believe me,
I now have it right.
No one bothers
Me now.
It’s simply
No
Damned
Fun.
It is a mad scamper for food and grains,
These are often people with less brains,
Fill up their trolleys with things they don’t need,
store up their kitchens for generations to feed!
What is it now about this greed for toilet rolls?
Buying hundred at once for terminal goals!
The Virus starts from nose up to the lung,
It does nothing to influence human dung!
They don’t know a thing about hand sanitation,
They never washed their hands after ablution,
Now suddenly they want to be super clean,
But storing hundred hand sanitisers is obscene!
Gran of eighty five is hovering in the store,
Limited pension allows for now and no more,
Two fruits, some bread, milk is all she wants,
But stores are empty thanks to their haunts!
This is a crisis like never seen in many years,
That has brought suffering, death and tears,
This is a test to bring your values to the fore,
To reach out and help humanity even more!
COVID 19 contest
Date written 20/03/2020