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Let's see... how do I feel today
Pretty much the same as yesterday except one day older
Guess that's the least anyone can expect
Wonder if an enormous amount of money just plopped in my lap
Would that make any kind of a significant difference
Sure would like to give that a shot
Perhaps I'll buy a ticket for the next ten million dollar lotto
To know how it feels when they call up and say
“You are our grand prize winner!
After the government grabs it's share
We will be sending you a cheque for $136.50!
As part of the rules of the contest
You'll be required to make a televised statement
Excitably explaining how this win has changed your life!”
WOWSERS! I'm underwhelmed
Been wearing these same old holey beat up jeans
For nigh onto ten years now
You won't believe how much this means to me...
Don't know how I'll ever begin to thank you!
I apologise if this sounds a bit cynical
But where did the other $9,999,863.50 go
This reply came back...
“Sorry this question does not compute!”
(I'm exaggerating a wee bit, of course!)
Summer's nearly over,
Fall's around the bend;
Fire up the family grill,
Football's back again!
Call up Uncle Benny,
Bring Aunt Lucy too;
Don't forget the "doggies",
We've got lots of brew!
Popcorn's on the table,
Burgers on the bun;
"SHUT UP EVERYBODY!!"
The game's just begun!
Grandpa's on the sofa,
Fiddlin' with his crotch;
Grandma's in limbo,
Staring at her watch!
Benny's passin' gas,
Aunt Lucy's joining in;
We make a hasty exit,
Departing from our den!
In the living room we sit,
Wrapped up in the game;
Here comes Uncle Benny,
With a rather silly claim!
"They won't shut up talkin!"
"Can I sit in here with you?"
The game's gettin' good,
Then grandpa walks in too!
Between the fiddlin' and fartin',
I think we're getting sick;
Something's gotta happen,
And it's gotta happen quick!
A bar down the way,
Alone on Maple Street;
Halftime's nearly over,
It's time to retreat!
Among screaming fans,
The QB throws a pass;
It's football season, baby!
Let's have ourselves a blast!
First off let's make it clear I ain't funny
And I don't start conversations out with bonjour
But there comes a time in every mans life
Where he needs a good Man-icure
When you hit the age of me on the same feet
It's time to give the old dogs a break
Empty out your calendar this will take all day for sure
And you don't want distractions in the way
Cause when the hair on your toes could keep an Eskimo clothed
And carpet his whole family's igloo
That's when you know it's time to call up your Bro's
And go visit a Asian or two
A pedicure for a man to remove the toe jam
Like they would weapons of mass destruction
But let's not call it a date cause that just sounds gay
Let's say outing or a manly luncheon
Like a kid in a candy store given chocolate galore
With no earthly thoughts of calories
Signed up for the 5 gold star plan soon to be a new man
Where you're bound to not recognize me
From hot wax to cream to all things in between
Why they even buffed my buff
From bottom to top they did the whole lot
And yes I liked it...thank you very much
As we went through the day the new me being made
Rolling me from dock to dock
Then came to the time we stopped short of a dime
When they wanted to give me a bikini WHAT?!?
That's where I drew the line there's just some things I find
That a Manly Man would never stand
We went back to the front, that's enough of this lunch!
THAT gold star wasn't in my plan
Would I do it again? All you gotta do is say when...
But next time round believe me
When it comes to the stars I'll stop at the 4
Which I believe is boxer instead of bikini
The most admirable quality
That humans possess
Is the ability to forgive and forget
Let bygones be bygones
And get on with your life
It's something you'll never regret
If you don't, it will haunt you
Causing pain and anguish
Till you come to terms with the strife
It will eat at your psyche
You'll forever be tortured
The thoughts will cut like a knife
So call up this person
Invite them to lunch
And tell them it's another new day
Let them know you forgive
And still want their friendship
The strength of your bond will prevail
There's other worthy qualities
That humans possess
That form us and define who we are
But none so cleansing
And good for the soul
It's our most admirable quality by far
© Jack Ellison 2012
The most admirable quality
That humans possess
Is the ability to forgive and forget
Let bygones be bygones
And get on with your life
It's something you'll never regret
If you don't, it will haunt you
Causing pain and anguish
Till you come to terms with the strife
It will eat at your psyche
You'll forever be tortured
The thoughts will cut like a knife
So call up this person
Invite them to lunch
And tell them it's another new day
Let them know you forgive
And still want their friendship
The strength of your bond will prevail
There's other worthy qualities
That humans possess
That form us and define who we are
But none so cleansing
And good for the soul
It's our most admirable quality by far
© Jack Ellison 2015
Come closer to me,
As I draw ever closer to thee.
I draw as close as I can,
And eternally draw from you the strength to stand.
I grasp at the air,
People laugh, but I know you are there!
I cry out to you,
Searching for the light that will pull me through.
When things get too tough for me,
I fall to my knees.
You reach down your scarred hands and lift me,
You pull me to your bosom and ease my soul wrenching screams.
You once again take on the pain of my soul,
Then place my feet back on the ground, to find my footing like a newborn foal.
You call up in me a strength I didn't think I possessed,
Showing me once again how much my soul has been blessed.
You make my heart grow day by day,
Molding me in your image like I am soft clay.
I look around at my brothers and sisters and I cry,
Because the persecution of them has been a thousand times multiplied.
I cling to your fiery brilliance and shine,
Hearing you yell to Lucifer, "This one's mine! "
I cling to the symbol of your pain and death,
And your love for me never fails to take my breath.
You conquered the thing of which we are afraid,
They laughed at you and shamed you, til they saw your empty grave!
So draw me ever closer to you,
For You are the Savior that will always pull me through!
Tinkerbelle invited muse Trixie to join her at the Martini Lounge tonight
They both had too much to drink, ended up sassy, and quite tight.
Some randy elves tried to pick them up, but they said no thank you.
They were just coherent enough to send them off, into the winter blue.
I knew my muse was gone, but had no idea she knew Tinkerbelle.
Where are you Trixie? I was asking her. No poems tonight. Oh, well.
She’d be back in the morning; she was plain gone from my head.
When she came in with a hangover, I woke straight up I bed.
Where have you been? I asked her. She giggled like a dancing top.
I asked her to quit, but she couldn’t or simply wouldn’t stop.
I threatened to lock her up, and she hiccupped happy silly thoughts.
She knows who is in charge, I guess. She fell face down on her cots.
I wanted to call up Tinkerbelle and give her a piece of my mind.
Then I remembered that muses and faeries need to be with their kind.
It is only New Years Eve, so who am I to take her away from a friend?
Within the hour Trixie was ready to write a poem with a happy trend.
Let's see... how do I feel today
Pretty much the same as yesterday except one day older
Guess that's the least anyone can expect
Wonder if an enormous amount of money just plopped in my lap
Would that make any kind of a significant difference
Sure would like to give that a shot
Perhaps I'll buy a ticket for the next ten million dollar lotto
To know how it feels when they call up and say
“You are our grand prize winner!
After the government grabs it's share
We will be sending you a cheque for $136.50!
As part of the rules of the contest
You'll be required to make a televised statement
Excitably explaining how this win has changed your life!”
WOWSERS! I'm overwhelmed
Been wearing these same old holey beat up jeans
For nigh unto ten years now
You won't believe how much this means to me...
Don't know how I'll ever begin to thank you!
I apologise if this sounds a bit cynical
But where did the other $9,999,863.50 go
This reply came back...
“Sorry this question does not compute!”
(I'm exaggerating a wee bit, of course!)
© Jack Ellison 2015
With the wakened desire eerie, to be something,
It overgrows soon to be and have all-- everything;
The inner drive mounts a crazy tipsy horse clever,
Closes not on the unjust chase nor the goal ever
But for sure gets into too complex a confusion
That cannot find the fruition,lost in the delusion
A look back: and there is a huge, vast ruffled lot
Delinking time,space and the intent with each trot
Gone away are those that breathed full and wild,
Strong and firm against mind's all prompts mild,
With the darting strides sprinted with the gallop:
Somewhere in the dark corner of hope,all call up
Fostered,it grows fast ,certain only to disorder,
Distort the well cherished mettle yond the border;
The self overgrows toa monster,senseless of all:
The good and the noble,distant kith or kin, or pal;
One might loudly recall those tall conquests futile
And the great falls to the nadir in a bit short while
God has provided a remedy
so sin can be defeated
His divine word he has given
that true godlike behaviour is created
Our role is to store this word
deep into our God shaped hearts
so it's there for us to call up
when satin fires his evil darts
God wants us not to sin
especially against His character
so His word we've been given
to live the truth so not be an actor
Jesus is our perfect example
on combatting satin with scripture
refusing his temptation to sin
making sure our hearts are pure
Go on and sin not
believing only on God
daily reading holy writ
so to heavens award
poetgord@2013