Long Bean Poems

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A Knight's One Night

A KNIGHT’S ONE NIGHT
Form: Rhyme


I'Ll Pull Up a Chair: After 'Please Pull Up a Chair' By Becca Teagan

What, pull up a chair now, and sit down with you?
That’s a lovely idea, I like it, I do!
I’m due for a break and the boss, he won’t care.
Yes! Hold on a moment, I’ll pull up a chair!

Now as for that salad, well . . . I’d rather not
I’m not much on rainchokes and wassava’s hot!
A sharkflower topping?  No, let me suggest
Our Brazzul Bean Sampler, now that is the best!

Oh, this is great fun, but I’m sorry to say
We’re all out or lardines, at least for today.
But you’re right, it won’t matter what food we eat
Just sitting beside you is such a good treat.

Do you come in here often to the Cat Hat Café?
(So sorry, that long name’s just too hard to say)
Do you still have some room for that cragberry ice?
On a slice of green muffin, now that would be nice!

What’s that you say, you’ll be staying a week?
Then you must join us Sunday for some Hide-n-I’ll-peak!
Thank you for sharing this time and your lunch.
Will you join me tomorrow for a chat and some brunch?


after "Please Pull Up a Chair" by Becca Teagan
© Dean Wood  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Thanksgiving 2021

Thanksgiving 2021 does not appear to be much fun
for it will only be two little doggies and me
I guess I will share my meal by watching the NFL
only dear lord please keep the players off their knees
I have too many preconditions to risk virus infection
better play it safe and remain home in place
But never in the least should I miss Thanksgiving feast

A roast turkey and spiral ham
mashed potatoes and candy yams
Gravy and hot rolls please
cornbread dressing and mac and cheese
A green bean casserole and a relish plate
no cream corn would be a big mistake
Cranberry sauce ready from a can
devil eggs the holiday demands
Don't forget mom's holiday noodles
broccoli pour on melted cheese in oodles
Pecan and pumpkin pie
loads of whipped cream applied
Wash it down with fresh brew tea
a better holiday meal could not be
But is this a little much for two doggies and me
the cooking and cleaning for just us three
Think I got a more practical idea
three frozen roast turkey dinners for our Thanksgiving meal.
Form: Rhyme

Coffee Bean Scent

Coffee bean scent still fills the air

with each new sunrise in our log cabin

My arms around me embrace the winds of winters gone

Every sky-night the glass -pane glows in silent mist

Lunar limbs stream through bedroom blinds

reflecting shadows on empty sheets

Star clusters shine'bove velvet shores

Sand-wish away from my bare toes

Another day,another month,another year

and other thoughts

I can't freeze time or make a clone

First magnolia blooms on a bare branch

Buzzing bees extract nectar from a moist corolla

Pastel wings flutter on melting icicles

Sunbirds return in a sweet song

But what is a song without the symphony

What is music with no slow dance

His hand-pressed petal still marks the chapter

between stained pages

The dusty shelves recall my mind

recall my heart,recall my soul

For the last time of many a time

these eyes would linger

Before leaves curl, before buds wither

Before moons move on

and I let go.<>

Premium Member A Face That Launched a Thousand Ships

A salad a day keeps the doctor away
At least that's what I've always heard
Well so far that's proven to be the case
Doc visits have rarely occurred

Unless my bean-o's the thing at question
That's really quite a different matter
Memory's not firing on every cylinder
Thoughts are jumbled and scattered

Give them my name if I ask for help
What happens if I think I'm famous
Offering my autograph to passers by
Might think I'm an ignoramus

People will ask if I've made any movies
Or held some political office
Not to my knowledge I'm sad to relate
But my arabesque is really quite flawless

Maybe I'm famous, just can't remember
You can have my autograph in case
Now I'm even starting to wonder myself
In the movies, ever seen my face?


© Jack Ellison 2015
Form: Narrative


Premium Member Good Humor

Creating laughter*-bliss of good humor
Your tactful frankness is widespread rumor
Bringing contagious mirth-smile
Causing lips to part a mile
Congrats, Sir!** God bless your gladness-glamor.

*Psalm 126:2 Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing: then said they among the heathen, The LORD hath done great things for them.
**For Mr. Bean and to you who give delight to those you cheer up by testifying about God's goodness.

July 1, 2019

Edited on August 11, 2019

7th place, "A Limerick, Old or New: Your personal favorite" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Andrea Dietrich; judged on 8/18/2019.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Dreamers Dream

Dreamers Dream
                          by Odin Roark

Tulsa’s hard times made the decision easy.

Shouldering backpacks and bedrolls,
Tin cups tied atop
Ready for campfire and bean feasts
With hopefully a moss covered log as pillow,
They took up positions on their dreary piece of road.

New York bound dreamers these.
He confident,
She ashamed for thumbing a stranger,
Bringing a truck to stop and speed them away
From barren lands and dead-end streets,
Trusting their past of gravel and dust laden roads,
Leafless bushes and trees,
Their limbs and branches from parched roots,
Giving but reminders of it all,
The emptiness of nothing.

But now…

Hitching a ride to where liquid gold flowed,
Where paved roads knew no end,
Where visions were realized,
And shade from castles in the air
Were there for the taking.

She’d wait tables,
He’d sweep floors on Wall Street,
But only ‘til she was a star,
And he earned his hustler of hustlers merit.

They’d buy a shiny car,
Bright red and big as a hearse,
Maybe even drive it back to Tulsa,
Where upon their return to the east,
They'd return the favor of long ago,
Pick up a hitcher heading their way,
Even if they were only driving a clunker,
Finding out the real way,
Dreams don’t always work out.

Still…

Dreamers must keep on dreaming,
Even when things don’t go their way,
Otherwise…

Exactly.
© Odin Roark  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Green Bean Casseroles

Shame on those who malign the green bean casserole!
It gustatory delightfulness I shall e'er extol!
With 'fork in cheek' I'll take nonbelievers to task,
And their foibles and biases will strive to unmask!

Folks who disdain this dish ain't tellin' the truth.
Their culinary tastes are so pitifully uncouth!
I'd like to meet the feller who began this unsavory fable,
To ask why he destined it for such an untimely label!

At the church potluck dinner on fellership night,
There's always a green bean casserole to my delight!
A holiday repast with bountiful board just ain't complete,
Unless there's the inevitable green bean casserole to eat!

'Tis such a scrumptious dish, yet so easy to prepare.
Even I could whip up a batch, I really do declare!
Mix some beans, some onion thingys and mushroom soup,
And there you have it folks, all in one fell swoop!

Ere I flee this realm I aim to found as one of my goals,
"The Society For The Propagation Of Green Bean Casseroles!"
Upon my stone you may etch when I end this life's pursuit:
"Many were the green bean casseroles consumed by this galoot!"

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Christmas Writing

Inside a classroom of a Fourth-grade elementary pupils in early 1990s, pupils were asked by their Speech and Writing teacher to write anything about Christmas.

  One male pupil, not a good reader/writer, wrote something else in an acrostic form...

C - Christ, cousins, casino, church, caroling, 
      Christmas cards, candies, Christmas
      Tree, Chess, Care Bears, chocolates, 
      ChocNut

H - Happy family, Handycam, homily, ham, 
      hunting, horse, hope

R - Relatives, recycling,  renovation, recital, 
      roller coaster, roller skating, rowing, 
      running, restaurant, rent payment 
      Red Riding Hood, Robin Hood,
      Richie Rich, Rumplestiltskin 

I -  Inspirational people, icicles, ice cream,
      igloo, ibex, Intramurals

S - Snow, snowman, superheroes, Santa Claus,      
      saints, Snow White, Simpsons, sparrows, 
      squirrels, Sesame Street

T - Trips, television, tennis, table tennis,
      trouser, typhoon, tornado, Typewriter,
      Telephone, Telephone booth,
      tranquilizer,  The Flintstones, Tom and Jerry, 
      The Jetsons, turkey

M - Mother, Mary, minister, magic, monkey, 
      Mary See, medicines, money, motel,
      Mickey Mouse, Mr. Bean, Miss Universe
      pageant, movies, My Teacher, My 2 crush

A - Angels, Angelus prayer, ABBA and all 
      good, beautiful "A"s in this World

S - Sweater, stars, sand, singing, strolling,
      spelunking,  skateboarding, swimming,
      skydiving, skiing, Smurfs, Scrabble, soup


  Every pupil was called to read his/her own writing in front of the class. The said male pupil was asked about her two (2) crush with initials "OK" and "MS" and said:
"OK is the female Belarusian gymnast who introduced the deadly 'Korbut flip' in the World Olympics and "MS is the young, great tennis player from Yugoslavia."
Form: Prose

Scraps; Volume 1

Henry VIII
Henry VIII king of England, he had six wives,
Half of which had rather shorter lives.
Three died, two divorced and the last was glad by far,
For she outlived him, her name Catherine Parr.

Mash
I love mash,
I have a secret stash.
I use up all my cash,
To go and buy myself some mash.
I’m fonder of the baked bean,
Cos it’s a gastric dream.
It makes your precious rump,
Make a smelly, noisy pump.

Frankie Stein
Oh my word; Frankie Stein - blooming heck,
What is that thing sticking out of your neck?
The look of it makes me wanna spew,
Either side there is a screw.

Rose & Crown
I’m off to the Rose & Crown
wearing just a surgical gown.
I know that I have got
to go to my local spot.

Because the hospital grub
Isn’t as good as in the pub.
Another reason I’m here
is because I want a beer.

Pffft! My surgery can wait
Cos I’ll be drinking here ‘til late.

Colours
Red is for the blood that’s oozing out my bodily places.
Green is the colour of everyone else’s faces.
My glass eye has a pigment, its colour is a shade of blue.
I’ve just dropped it in the brown lunchtime stew.

A nasty surprise
Surprise-Surprise, it’s Cilla here,
Turn up the volume, put down your beer.
Now then chuck I bet you wonder
What happened to the in-laws that went down under?

Just when you thought you’d got rid of the lot,
Well Surprise-Surprise! I’m sorry you’ve not.
We’ve tracked them down, and on a plane they’ve flew
from Australia just to see you.

Well, ta-ra for now and thanks a lot,
Help! He’s pulled a gun-I’m gonna get shot!
“Now that I’ve shot you in the back,
You can’t bring back the in-laws, Miss Cilla Black!

Smile 
What is the most precious mime?
It cheers you up every single time.
To be greeted with a smile,
Makes you feel happy a little while.
Form: Rhyme

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