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I was taught this at a very young age
Do what’s right and never do what’s wrong
Do not kill and do not steal
Do not covet my best friend’s wheels
Don’t try and push water up hill
Stop going downtown looking for a cheap thrill
Now my religion is right so the others are wrong
Till this bald Buddhist told me I was a big clown
He said for wisdom you must take flight
I said hey funny guy I am just a kid
He said be a grasshopper and then you can fly
Surely I could meditate high in the sky
I woke up a grasshopper, how’d he do that?
I was none to pleased, I like being just a kid
And that’s just a simple plain fact
So I found some other grasshoppers, a million or two
We swarmed all over that Buddhist true
I gave him a word or some choice ones a few
So he turned me back into the kid I once used to be
But I ended up at Jan's place and I sure had to pee
I had no idea if that was right or wrong
Or if manners mattered when I relieved myself with song
So now I am older, and hopefully wiser
I know what is right and I know what is wrong!
Cause I have me a wife, who helps me to know
And if I forget shed kick me out in the snow
Right is so simple, it’s easy to see
When a women speaks, its right and don’t you contradict me
When a man ever tried, in any way to disagree
Well the man is as wrong as wrong can only be
So a women are always right, a man always wrong
A Mans happiness is knowing this silly Buddhist song
As the morning breaks and day begins
The sun ascends to the sky
A whole new day is born again
Like the billions that have done gone by
The sea waves crash into the rocks
As they have done since time began
And soak the sand on beaches
And to the sea they’ll return again
Forest covered earth is home
To a million animals and plants
That live and feed off of each other
The circle of life is constant
The sky filled with every kind of bird
A breathtaking view it is.
As life goes about its own way
For millions of years like this.
Then God created a different type
Of animal that came to be
The ruler over all the earth
He would name every plant and tree.
God would call his creation man
He would live in paradise
Then create woman from mans rib
They’d walk side by side.
Bound to God and Gods rules
And never to eat from the forbidden tree
But man being man being tempted
His desires would be set free
As they ate the forbidden fruit
Their minds began to see
Their innocence had disappeared
Their lives changed dramatically
Cast out from the Garden Of Eden
Man and woman had to make their own way
They were given a shot at paradise
But like man they threw it away.
LUCID MOMENT
She didn’t know who I was again,
When I saw her in that home today.
She looked at me with dull, unseeing eyes.
Those eyes that used to sparkle like a million stars
When I saw her in that home today,
She hurled her cup of tea at me.
Those eyes that used to sparkle like a million stars,
Full of fear from some dark memory inside.
She hurled her cup of tea at me.
How she would have hated knowing what she’d done.
Full of fear from some dark memory inside,
Obliterating fifty years of love we’d shared.
How she would have hated knowing what she’d done.
A helpless victim of that cruel disease.
Obliterating fifty years of love we’d shared.
“I love you so much, Bill,” she whispered
A helpless victim of that cruel disease.
Then, suddenly, that precious lucid moment came
“I love you so much, Bill,” she whispered.
My heart soared; then the moment disappeared.
So suddenly that precious, lucid moment went.
She looked at me with dull, unseeing eyes.
My heart had soared, then the moment disappeared.
She didn’t know who I was again
25th January 2021
Proud Pantoum Poetry Contest
Sponsor -Caren Krutsinger
Love can move mountains,
And impair one's judgements
Make you soar high like a bird
Or so in tales, I've seen and heard.
Been watching cheesy romcoms
Couples dancing in balls and proms
Read lots about love at first sight
Thinking this is bogus at its height.
Ridiculing lovers on one hand
While secretly wanting one so grand
Hoping to someday find my mate
Not knowing I'd be in this state.
Cut to a million odd years later,
A few ounces of wisdom greater
Happened to be, by a chance so grim,
Of this menacing love, another victim.
In a place, so habitual and familiar
Your absence made me feel peculiar
So lost and empty, surprising me
Yearning to just up and flee.
But now that you are here with me
I'm appalled at how this came to be
For what was once a land unknown
Is slowly starting to feel like home.
My Dearest Most Beloved Barbara, ~ My Dearest Only Beloved Lenore
My broken heart began to live again ~ My Love for you is “Forevermore”
Filtering the Heat of Life: Once more ~ My Heart beats for YOU, as none before
Holding hands, beside YOU ; I Stand ~ The LOVE I feel just holding YOUR HAND
To Know once again: LOVE is Grand ~ I shout of my LOVE Throughout, the LAND
See LOVE reflecting from Your Eyes ~ Flowing AUBERN hair : below Your behind
Caressing the beach of Sandy blond hair ~ The Jade-Emerald Light reflects in Your
Eyes
Sweet smell of LOVE wafting in the Air ~ One could see This Light although Blind
Everlasting LOVE is what I have for YOU ~ Eternally : LOVE in my Heart Belongs to
YOU
Inspired By 2 very Special POETESSES' and their " Contests "
"ONE in a MILLION" Spondsored By Linda-Marie " Sweetheart of P.S. " (and Me)
"Sentimental Love Letters" Sponsored By " Audrey Carey "
Dedicated to MY Heart's LOVES " Barbara Jean Gorelick "
&
" Lenore Ellen Johnson "
They say
?There are a million ways?
To say I love you
In this day and age?
I could only find
?In my computer’s brain?
The words
to say I love you?
In 53 languages
of the 10,000 languages
?Spoken on this planet
Someday I may be able
?To say the simple words
?I love you?
In all know languages?
This will have to suffice for a start
So I will say it
?Loud, and clear?
Just so you understand:
I love you (English)
Mein tumse pyar karta hoon (Hindi)
?Tu Tane prem karoo chu (Gujarati)
?Ame tomake bhalo bashe (Bengali)
?Me tula premkarto (Marati)?
Hum apse mohabbat karte hain (Urdu
?Mein thoda prem karanga (Punjabi)
?Man Dooset Daram
(Persian)
?Ana Ahabik Yanooni (Arabic)
?Havala (Hebrew)
Yongchon(Chinese)
?Aloha (Hawaian)
?Cinta(Indonesian)
?Dangshinun sarang hayo (Korean)?
Ajo (Japanese)
?Kasih (Malay)
?Phom tirak khun krap (Thai)?
Akoay Paginghe ikou (Tagalog)
?Toi yeu ong(Vietnamese)
Renmen (Creole)
?Jesuis L’amour voies(French)
?Liefdle (Flemish)
?Estoy amor tu (Spanish)?
Yosono amore tu (Italian)
?Estou o amore tu (Portugese)
Dashuri (Albanian)
?Maiteizam (Basque)?
OBHYAM (Bulgarian)
?Ljubav (Croatian)
?Laska (Czech)
?Jeger en kaerlighed du (Danish)
?Ikben houden van jig (Dutch)
?Gra (Gaelic)
?Ich bin lieben tu (German)
?Agape/eros (Greek)
?Ami (Esperanto)?
Armastama (Estonian)
?Rakam (Finish)
?Envagyok szeretet te (Hungarian)
?Elska (Icelandic)
?Ejekirin (Kurdish)
?Milestiba (Latvian)
?Meile (Lithuanian)
?Eu dragoste tu (Romanian)
?JHOBOEL Lubush (Russian)
?Elske (Norweigan)
?Easka (Slovak)?
JBYBAB (Serbian)?
Jagdan karlek du (Swedish)
?KOYATH (Ukraine)
?Benin sevi sen (Turkish)?
Ahava (Yiddish)
Ngingu u thando ungu (Zulu)
Upon a whim arising on this sunny springtime morn
hearing birds perform their songs at the crack of dawn
my knapsack packed already with a tasty picnic lunch
bread with cheese and wine
oh such a scrumptious tasty brunch
so full of joie de vivre am I for the day ahead
a slow ascent upon the bus as we reach *Beachy Head
then on to Belle Tout lighthouse where I alight instead
for on this glorious sunny day
in springtime sunshine I’ll make hay
Catching the light in stripes red and white
warning all mariners of dangers at night
a beacon of hope in a cobalt blue sea
her beam shining out majestically
Meandering gently nature's gifts I espy
a host of golden cowslips as if sprinkled from the sky
perchance if Wordsworth had beheld such beauty as have I
his host of golden daffs would have a rival for to vie
wafting gently in the breeze their lemon coloured blooms
a more stunning sight is seldom seen on sunny afternoons
I wander through the woodlands approaching Birling Gap
uneven ground negotiated, avoiding a mishap
then I espy the smallest orchid I have ever seen
with purple blooms and spotty leaves
exquisite flowers I could gaze for hours
secreted for her own protection
her subliminal message for all…
‘Please do not disturb me as
you stand here to observe me
for my beauty - my shape - my hue
and please leave me in situ, for all who pass just like you
as they pause awhile admiring the view’
Written April 2019
Contest Strand any form any theme
Sponsor Brian Strand
1st PLACE
*At 152 metres Beachy Head is the highest of Britain’s chalk sea cliffs, attracting nearly half a million visitors each year. The name ‘Beachy Head’ is believed to be a corruption of the original French, meaning ‘beautiful headland’. Some of the flora and fauna to be found at Beachy Head are purple and bee orchids, bluebells, primroses, cowslips, oxslips and hedgerows crowned in white - baby lambs and wild seas and so much more - just stunning!
Halt who goes there?
I am the health care scare.
Is your name bubonic, measles or tee bee
No, that is not me.
I do not see you
That does not mean I am not true. Covid 19 is my name
And social disruption is my game.
I feel a draft, a cold wind with no laugh.
At 19 I was ready for the draft but peace was holding up any military wrath.
Covid 19! I am the one that taunted the powers that be
With an innocent start inside a fish mart
I had ports of call where I made the masses they did fall
Ordering people to stay inside or maybe they will die
I said halt you wretched thing we have defeated your kind with our royal kings
We will go back to hand shaking and peace making
Once you have been disposed of and replaced with true love
Yes I have a short term here
By spreading isolation and frustration without a tear
Begone Begone you treacherous villain you are making a million by using sickness as a way of killing
There will be a rise in temperature
From this contagious situation that is so immature
And when the heat increases
Covid 19 you will be in pieces
Tally ho Covid 19 here and I must say it is time to go
Lurk all you want in your invisible form
And in the end you will wish Covid 19 was never born
My heart is on an island
Half a continent away.
It’s not a hot and sunny isle
With palm trees all asway.
The trees are oaks and maples,
The winters cold and raw
The waves pound on the beaches,
And black-winged ravens caw.
However, there’s a warmth inside
The panes and doors alight,
Where musicians, artists, poets
Hold the floor and take the mike.
Everywhere the neighbors join
In churches, homes, and halls
For parties or for pot-lucks
Or attending winter balls.
In fall and spring and summer
The outdoor island shines.
Fields and scrub and marshes
Are dressed up to the nines
With elderberry, roses, and
Feathery waving grasses
And sunny sandy beaches
With sun-tanned lads and lasses.
I miss that lovely island
For a million different reasons.
My heart will always live there
No matter what the seasons.
Know a sweet lady who was once a nurse
In a home for retired folks
A perfect personality to take care of the aged
Such tender caring she evokes
Her sweet loving nature is a perfect match
They must have really adored her
A tender loving soul with a heart of gold
A one-in-a-million type girl
Honoured by her friendship and dear sweet love
Fortunate to have met this charmer
Would sure love to spend a couple of evenings
Talking, some nights in the parlour
Hearing sweet tales bout these elderly dears
Their long and interesting lives
Tales of a joy with their dear loving families
Loving husbands and dear sweet wives
For some, their memories are all they have left
Abandoned, forgotten and alone
Such a sad and unfortunate way to end a life
Golden years can be overblown
So if you have folks tucked away in a home
Please visit these precious dears
One day you'll also be thankful of those visits
Talking about your bygone years
© Jack Ellison 2014