Long Amazon Poems
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Fred Astaire was king of tap
Biggie Smalls was huge in rap
Carson (Johnny)ruled TV
Dylan’s songs are poetry
Elvis made the girls all swoon
Frank Sinatra loved to croon
Greta Garbo hid from sight
Hitchcock gave us all a fright
Isaac Hayes’ voice dips low
Johnny Depp steals every show
Kenny G can blow that sax
Larry David can’t relax
Michael Jackson changed his face
Norah Jones embodies grace
Oscar Wilde wrote books and plays
Peter Falk had piercing gaze
Quincy Jones finds music stars
Raitt (That's Bonnie) rocks guitars
Sally Field lights up the screen
Tony Kushner nails each scene
Uma Thurman makes men drool
Viggo’s talented and cool
William Shatner’s still around
Xin Xin Xiong in films is found
Yoko Ono married John
Zach Braff’s big on Amazon
All this talent, A to Z
Keeps us entertained, agree?
for Cyndi MacMillan's ABC Couplet contest
Pop ups
&
Cookies
Just seen an advert
Enquiring if i need the services ?
Of a life coach
Swipped left and then thought
Exactly what and where the hell ?
Do you study to become 1 of them
The Circus
Or an amusement park
Best i consult my horoscope
Tarrot card's
Psychic or medium
Faith healer
Crystal ball
Self help books
But what else would you expect
When you click on Amazon
And where does 1 apply
To become a life coach
Like on thoses god awful website's
Such as Gwyneth Paltrows
Gift to the world
GOOP
Thank the Lord
We are not worthy
What would we do without ?
Such sage advice
As unconscious coupling
Part-time marriage
And flu immune friendly soup
Designer lifestyle and beauty tips
All of which are well and good
If you are an emotionless robotic millionaire
With a coach for everything and anything
From wiping your bum to putting your underwear on the correct and proper way
But hey who am i to judge
I do not know you
Your current circumstance
Your life nor what you are feeling
So maybe it's best i just shut up
And carry on clicking
Amazon mist and rainy mornings green as the day God made them
dropping from a moist sky full of even grays and sheltering light
peaceful music playing from the spheres of a dense forest dream
we are all little humans in a big big giant cave, .... the rain
Pitter patter drops on thirsty tree in a world that is evened once again
sheets of rain fall from my window and I click click click and glean
a slow memory of old, photographs of mom and dad inside the garden
we were small and happily drinking in the scene .... the rain
A Sentinel watches from a soldiering evergreen, I lived there before
the white washed walls of peace and the age old chanterelle dance
as raindrops settle in my soul, I compose a poem about the downpour.
Petrichor scents permeate my living space as I listen to ... the rain
Rainsticks and drums Native chants and Pagan dreams of old, I remember,
Lady Gianne and her healing chants, how she lifted her face to the winds.
"Heal me now and make me whole" * " Bring peace and love forevermore"
As nature creates pathways to equity, the rain loves US,
again and again and again. .... the rain.
A rosebud blooms- begins its earthly ride
through life; with sun and rain it must contend.
And day by day, its petals open wide-
all stages lead to fullness in the end.
When cold winds make it wither in the Fall-
as life and death, their endless duet sing,
the petals drop. It then awaits the call
of life- awakened with the coming Spring.
The tireless earth holds promise for new fruit,
though signs of death are surely there to see.
The rose relies on wisdom of its root
to make it bloom when Winter sets it free.
The seasons of all things hold much in store-
for life brings death which brings new life once more.
October 18, 2020
For The Contest: Have You Published?
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
A poem from my 2nd book, "Heartfelt Sonnets"
published 2017, 94 pages, 100 Sonnets.
Sold on Amazon.com and BarnesandNoble.com
Addiction is a hard habit to break at least that is what they say, I never knew how strong it was and the hold it could have on you until the day you looked my way
There I was standing all alone, looking for something to feel the void in me to find somewhere that I belonged
You reached out to me with your steady hand, and I took a hold of you because I needed someone to help me stand
My first hit I was struck I experienced such a high, I never knew that I could feel this way and now I understand why
They say that drugs are bad for you because you become dependent on them, well this appears to be true because I craved you time and time again
When I didn’t have you that was all I thought about, I needed something to stop the pain to help drown it out
You would give me little hits here and there, just enough to pacify me for a while so that I believed that you cared
But then I became addicted and you’re all that I could see, I wasn’t happy if I couldn’t touch you, I was in such misery
You were my drug of choice the only thing that would make the sadness go away, being wrapped up in your arms would keep the pain at bay
Your kiss was so mesmerizing I could never get my fill, but sadly I can never have my drug again and I know that I never will
Now I am experiencing the withdrawals and my body is shaking from within, I just need to touch you please make me feel euphoric again
Take me from this place to where there is only you and me, help me to heal from this addiction please, you did this to me
You got me hooked on you and you made me beg for more, where are you now? Why can’t you help me like before?
My head feels like it’s filled with cotton and my heart has turned to stone, I can’t breathe anymore I can’t do this on my own
I know for this addiction there really is no cure for me, because the antidote that I need walked away from me
Your love was my drug of choice and oh how I miss it so, but I will just be a junkie for the rest of my life strung out searching for the one thing that makes me feel whole.
This poem is from my book titled Broken Music, Silent Heart available on Amazon and Kindle. Pen name is Amanda Carroll Kinzer
You are most welcome, stranger. This is the land i live in
I don`t know much about your own, but ours is full of marvels
that bring dark shadows to the mind, they make the heart feel pressure
they turn your stomach upside-down and tint your soul like coal.
This quite familiar, alien guy, with the domestic face
How shallow has our judgment gone... He just came from deep space.
That lovely lady, hatefully, stares at me and smiles
This is a shell for charybdis. Deception for perception.
A cop that has humanity. The jewel of mankind
Compassionate for all of us. So far from being a sadist
committed only to do good. True prototype of human
Their death, certainly spoils my day. Each funeral i honor
I get depressed by the thought, that a strike team is prying
I hope their paths will never cross. Their righteous task should finish
To cleanse our land from masons and people with wrong haircuts
Alexis, fifteen year old, was an illuminati.
Deer, guarded by tigers
with smirks that look sardonic
Godfathers to fight petty crime
replacing thieves with KILLERS.
As for the few who read and nod, concur and realize
I wish we all finally see, with awe or with aversion
the great desert of amazon, obscured by that flora.
Let my warm hailing solve your clouds
Kind sister / Dear brother.
Form:
Radio free State of Deseret 3 July 2118, 6 PM Salt Lake Time
International news first.
27 Zionist terrorists leaders were beheaded in the Caliphat of Palestine yesterday after their failed attempt to establish a third state of Israel in Jerusalem during Rhamadan.
One of the last two remaining members of the European Union, France, decided to secede after the other remaining member, Germany, forcibly annexed neighboring Austria after a surprise attack last night. Experts think the attack on Austria was to gain thousands of hectares of undepleted uncontaminated topsoil, and to find a place to deport all the refugees Germany has taken in from the Kurdistan-Turkey-Syria conflict.
After six months of street fighting, Anglo-Canadian forces finally captured the last of the Quebec Libre forces in Montreal. Surviving members of the Libre forces offered only token resistance, as most were near starvation from the blockades.
Several promising oil fields have been identified in the Amazon River Valley of Brazil. Indigent natives had already left the area after the last of the rain forests had been plowed-under to grow sugar crops to make ethanol for fuel.
Venezuela and the Latino Free State of Texas are competing for contracts to drill.
Regional news.
Tomorrow marks what would have been the 342nd anniversary of the signing of the Declaration of Independence of the former United States of America. It also marks the 42nd anniversary of the simultaneous nuclear attack by North Korea and Iran on 7 major coastal cities of the USA during America's tricentennial celebrations, which precipitated the schisms in North America today.
The Deseret Volunteer Guard and Air Force successfully defended the kingdom against a new wave of attacks by gangs, pirates, and sexual deviants that tried to infiltrate via Las Vegas into what used to be Zion National Park.
The Prophet's Safety Council wants to remind all faithful member-citizens to avoid exposure to direct sunlight, to always carry your portable water decontamination kits and air filter masks with you, and to compost all plant materials and use your compost in your sheltered Victory Greenhouses.
Keep the Faith. Radio free State of Deseret signing off.
In One Hundred Years poetry contest
3 June 2018.
Amazon mist and rainy mornings green as the day God made them
dropping from a moist sky full of even grays and sheltering light
peaceful music playing from the spheres of a dense forest dream
we are little humans in a big big giant cave, .... the rain
Pitter patter drops on thirsty tree in a world that is evened once again
sheets of rain fall from my window and I click click click and glean
a slow memory of old, photographs of mom and dad inside the garden
we were small and happily drinking in the scene .... the rain
Sentinel watches from soldiering evergreens I lived there before
the white washed walls of peace and the age old chanterelle danced
as the raindrops settle in my soul, I compose a poem about downpour
Petrichor scents permeate my living space as I listen to ... the rain
Rainsticks and drums Native chants and Pagan dreams of old I remember
Lady Gianne and her healing chants, how she lifted her face to the winds
"Heal me now and make me whole" * " Bring peace and love forevermore"
As nature creates pathways to equity, the rain loves US, .... the rain
Think of your life
Before Amazon came.
At gift-giving time,
You had no one to blame
If the present you purchased
For a certain date
Wasn’t mailed out in time
And arrived much too late.
It was all on your shoulders -
The shopping, the wrapping;
Too bad if the calendar
Caught you out napping.
Now you click on the site
And you order away
With your gift, in a day or two,
Well on its way.
Impersonal? Yes,
But it gets to the door
Without much of the hassle
You dealt with before.
An occasional gift
Sent in old-fashioned style
Makes me marvel that someone
Went that extra mile.
Ooh, to take a magic carpet ride
Just disappear from here
To sneak away and explore the world
Just travel around its sphere.
Perhaps sneak away to Instanbul
Catch a whirling dervish show
Maybe flutter off to India
Watch spices as they grow.
Head towards the Netherlands
See flowering tulips in their fields
Steer the carpet to the Kenyan plains
As Maasai show their shields.
Coax the ride toward the British Isles
Perchance get to see the Queen
Flit on past the Amazon
See Brazilian emeralds and their green.
Soar over top of Everest
Chase the tahr down from its slopes
Swiftly skim across the deepest sea
Then gaze through Hubbles telescope.
Or should I closely hold your hand
Then float towards the moon
Lounge in the sun on golden sand
Then serenade you with a tune.
The word is full of lovely things
But I’d rather share the view
Because while these are dream vacations dear
They’d all be empty without you.
For L Milton Hawkins Contest
My Dream Vacation
Weitten 11th March 2022