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It hides in the dark;
lingers in the unknown.
Ignorance and imagination
are the foods on which it’s grown.
Paralyzing its victims,
right before it strikes;
Causing intelligent people
to do foolish things
when deeply it does bite.
It harbors no prejudice;
it will embrace almost everyone.
Those who say they never feel it -
are sometimes brave,
and sometimes dumb.
It’s inside of the old
and the young, just alike;
Around any corner
it could be lurking -
posing, ready to strike.
A loud noise;
A sudden movement;
Lets you know that it’s inside –
Tragic events
and unwanted outcomes
from which we cannot hide.
Some day you will face it –
some of us,
more than others;
It’ll make even the
strongest of men
cry again for their mothers.
Knowledge can tame it some;
Confidence, keep it down;
But don’t be fooled
into believing
it will never come around.
When it comes,
you can try
to look it in the eye;
But let’s be clear,
when it’s near
you will feel the FEAR.
Too many days I've spent working out in the gym
Trying to get toned, trying to be slim.
Diet fad failures are too many to mention
I've always began with good intention.
Your told, not to eat this but do eat that
Limit the portions, cut off the meat fat.
Not too many potatoes and eat plenty of veg
Some protein is good, so throw in a fresh egg.
Blend certain foods, the bland shake drink
It does look off putting and boy can they stink.
Tummy starts rumbling, it's protesting back
To give it real food and to stop this diet crap.
I'd jump on the scales but it mostly told me a lie
I felt I had lost loads but the readings deny.
So I'd go to the gym and workout a sweat
Next day I was aching, it was an instant regret.
When the diet did work and the weight is kept off
My reward is the chocolate that I'd eagerly scoff.
Too many rewards out balanced pounds lost
The bits that were toned have gone back to soft.
Yo-yo diets and gym workouts were exhausting and grim
Did I really want this or was it just a fashionable whim?
I wasn't over weight and I wasn't stick thin
God gave me this body and a yo-yo-ing skin.
I reset my thinking and accept, I am what I am
Not to be a stick insect model or to be that glam.
My life won't be controlled by what I see on tv
The only one in control and that person is me.
(I won't give up chocolate though lol)
28.07.25
Down under continent
Down low is Australia
Australia the big island
Australia sixth largest continent
Country whose desert known as outback
Country who has the largest reef
Reef called the Great Barrier
Reef found off northeastern coast
Coast 35,877 kilometer of shoreline
Coast provides fun in the sun
Sun beats down on the desert
Sun is brightest in our winter
Winter offers some snow
Winter's are mild
Mild hop, hop of Kangaroos
Mild climbing of Koala
Koala live high in trees
Koala eat eucalypt leaves
Leaves favored blue, mansa, and swamp gum
Leaves are Koala's daily diet
Diet of Australian influenced by world
Diet consist of variety of foods
Food introduced from Ireland, Europe
Food from Italy, Greece and Asian new spices
Spices used in stir fry
Spices changed meat's taste
Taste of foods like rice, oranges, bananas
Taste of foods from all over the world
World influences shaped continent
World and Britian settled
Settled by Aborigines
Settled also by Britian
Britain sent convicts
Britian sent soldiers to New South Wales
Wales brassy, bold, stately and old
Wales sandy beaches, Jenolan Caves
Caves above ground
Caves in sea waters for adventure
Adventures in Abercrombie cave
Adventures in Tasmania
Tasmania mecca for adventure
Tasmania's mountainous terrain
Terrain for wild river raft
Terrain of sheer cliffs to climb
Climb the Great Dividing Range
Climb to new heights down under
Under sunny skies
Under skies so blue
Blue
Skies
Written: August 14, 2015
Influenced by Debbie Guzzie's contest..
First Blitz..Whoa!!
Warm buttery flakey croissants with almond filling,
Homemade sugar-laden donuts, hot out of the frying vat,
German chocolate cake with loads of scrumptious sweet coconut,
Sweetened graham cracker crust key lime pie with a sprig garnish,
Peanut butter cookies, oozing with chocolate morsels,
Grandma’s sugar mints, in pinks and greens, pretty enough for a wedding,
Delicious apple cobbler, crisscrossed with cinnamon and sugar crust,
I salivate my feelings toward these favorite foods.
You may keep your vegetables and your fruits, your seafood and your chicken.
The only vegetable I want is mashed potatoes, and please do not ruin it with garlic.
Instead, stir it into a giant vat of butter, so much you have to re-heat it.
Your beef can wander down by the barn and sit on a stump for all I care.
Unless I am in the mood to make my famous meatloaf with the diabetic-coma-brown-sugar topping.
It will knock me out in seconds, and I am re-thinking the vegetables.
I would like a big cob of Iowa sweet corn that has been bathing in butter for a week.
With so much salt and pepper, most people would turn their noses up.
I am a food connoisseur; can you tell?
Harry Finnegan loved his horse,
Not in the carnal sense of course,
Just as a valued animal friend
Loyal and faithful to the end.
You’d see them every day up town
On Harry’s milk and yoghurt round
Bringing foods of taste and class
To places others dare not pass.
There wasn’t a place – high or low
That Harry and horse would not go.
Harry didn’t know the truth of course,
His nag was a police undercover horse,
Digi cameras in each front hoof
And in his mane to film the roof,
A mobile phone to fit beneath
Both of his two large front teeth,
A special code of whinnies and neighs
To direct the force all the way
To the scene of a spotted crime
Helping them arrive in time.
Local villains trembled in despair
Wondering how the police got there.
Watch this space some other night
More revelations if the time is right
But nobody twigged how crime went down
On Harry Finnegan’s Yoghurt round.
And Harry Finnegan loved his horse
But not in the carnal sense of course.
Hitler accidentally bombed his nephew's house
In Liverpool, so he joined the U.S. to fight with the Allies
A blue whale's tongue weighs more than an elephant
Now aren't you really glad you tuned in?
There are two hundred million insects for every human
Wouldn't have gone camping if I knowed that!
We weigh slightly less when the moon is directly overhead
Due to the gravitational effect
Too bad the moon doesn't shine all day
100 lightning strikes occur worldwide every second
Stay indoors!!!
Humans grow about 8mm every night while asleep
But revert back to their normal height the next day
Oh so glad, otherwise we'd spend a fortune on new clothes
250 people have fallen off the Leaning Tower of Pisa
Guess they leaned a little bit too much
1 in 28 American school-aged children
Have a parent in either state or federal prison
Holy crap! A really great example to follow
A single healthy human male produces enough sperm
In two weeks to impregnate every fertile woman on the planet
Uh! I volunteer my services... no charge!
Although gold is a heavy dense metal
It is generally considered non-toxic
Gold flakes may even be ingested in foods or drinks
No wonder restaurant meals are so high
Pope Francis once worked as a bouncer in a Buenos Aires bar
“Doing God's work?”
Mozart wrote a canon entitled “Leck mich im Arsch”
Which loosely translated means “Lick my deriere”
Nuff said!!!
Sausage and custard and ice cream with mustard
Chocolate coated Kentucky Fried Bustard
Whipped cream with mushrooms or frogspawn on toast
These are the foods that an ogre likes most
Volcanic craters and baths full of gators
A pantry thats choc full of gagged and bound waiters
sleeping on bones in a pterosaurs nest
These are the places an ogre likes best
Eyeballs and elbows, the odd severed nose
Ankles and legs and a number of toes
Earlobes and kidneys and hearts to dissect
Things that an ogre just loves to collect
Teeth that are bleeding and eyes that are red
Skin like the skin of somebody that’s dead
One missing ear and a hole in the throat
And chomping raw meat from the leg of a goat
So now that you have him laid clear in your head
The image you see is of someone to dread
For sometimes the truth is a pain in the neck
And ogres in real life are nothing like Shrek
#RED:
RENDERING A RICH, RIPE, ROBUST REVEALING, {A RAVENOUS APPEALING}
A FIERY FURY/FEVER PITCH IN HEAT INTENSITY PROVIDING FULFILLING IMMENSITY!
BLUE: BURSTING BRILLIANCE OF BEAUTIFUL BOUNTY AND BENEFICIAL BROADENING...
{NATURE'S SWEET NON-COMPETE WITH FLAIR} "BLURPLE" A.K A. BLUISH PURPLE
BEYOND COMPARE...
BEST AMONGST FRUIT FARE...
"BERRY GOOD!!!" "HOW BLISSFUL!!!"
ORANGE: OUTSTANDING IN VITAMIN C BRANDING! ORIGINAL CITRUS SUPER FOOD! {DOES YOUR BODY GOOD!} "ORANGE YOU GLAD I DIDN'T SAY PRUNES" OH SO DELICIOUS NUTRITIOUS CLEMENTINES...
MARVELOUS "CUTIE PUTUTIE" MANDARINS....
"I CERTAINLY DEMAND YA'!!!" {SMILE}
LIME GREEN: "LET'S GET INTO THIS ZEST!"
LIVELY TANGY FINESSE I STRESS ;-)
"LARGE AND IN CHARGE" FOR A MELLOW
MEMORABLE APPEAL WITH MEAL... :-)
{TONED DOWN, A TAD BIT BUT STILL "LIT"}
JUST ENOUGH WHILE IT HOLDS ITS OWN,
CAN I GET AN "AMEN" MY GUACAMOLE PATROLE...
{THIS LIMITLESS FRUIT STEALS THE SHOW!}
WHERE LIME RULES SOLELY! LET'S NOT FORGET, AVACADOS WITH ITS LIME GREEN FLESH...
"OH YEAH...OF COURSE, THEE BEST! ! !"
PURPLE: PASSIONATE FUELING PLEASURE TREASURES! ALL FOODS THIS HUE... IS A "PRESENT" IN NATURE'S KINGDOM AND QUEENDOM OF {SUPREME STUPENDOUS GOODNESS}...BLACKBERRIES/PURPLE GRAPES/PURPLE PLUMS/PURPLE YAMS...
"YES! I WANT SOME!!!" SUPERIOR SUPER STARS,
BY FAR!
IMAGINE A TERRACOTTA BREAD...
PERHAPS WITH A CHARTREUSE SPREAD...
OR A BLURPLE DRINK FILLED WITH
NEON* YELLOW LINKS/"PERHAPS PINEAPPLE'S LONG LOST CUISINE COUSIN, I THINK! {HA!}
DON'T FORGET ABOUT BLACK AND WHITE MARBLE CAKE "NO BAKE" COMBO SHAKE...
MAIN INGREDIENTS:
SWEET POETIC ESSENCE
{A MOST GRATIFYING PRESENCE}
LIKE...
COLOR PALLET PLATED SALADS IN FRESH VIBRANT HUES..."JUST FOR YOU!" {SMILE}
MAY "YOUR IMAGINATION" BE SWEET* AS A CHERRIES JUBILEE OR SAVORY* AS A TRUFFLED MUSHROOM WHITE WINE SOUFFLE...
"COLORFUL, INVITING AND EXCITING! ! !"
:-)
Renee D. Gross {GHPPR} September 4th, 2023#
my best friend knows my stories, has my back, laughs with me
He and I share two dogs, they are our babies, Maxie and Maddy
We are silly enough to call ourselves their mommy and daddy
Been together for fifty-seven years, my best friend and me
My best friend misses me when I am gone, which is a rarity.
We are evenly matched in wit and wisdom, in complete parity.
My friend and I both have hazel eyes and dark hair, but I dye mine.
We take turns napping now, because babies want one up all the time.
There are so many reasons that I love my best friend, impossible to choose.
He knows me better than anyone else; can find anything I misplace or lose.
Knows what foods to buy, so he does the grocery shopping.
He also does the laundry, this man is a dynamo who is forever hopping.
We can finish each other’s sentences,
so claim we are redundant all the time.
I guess the best thing about my best friend
is that since 1968 he has been mine.
His body cringed and whined in a terrible anguish,
Counted gasps of last breaths foreboding his hopeless waiting,
His master whom he longed to see before his soul will finally be freed,
Will no longer return and their memories in her mind may even fade.
It was his second time that he had been caught by stranger’s fatal decoy,
The crux of the matter was her absence, so who could save him once more?
Happy were the days when he was with her…given foods, bones and toy,
On his first food poisoning, he was revived by her - such a great joy!
His halcyon days since puppyhood were wistful things to remember,
So naughty he was… poop here- pee there but he was patiently cleaned by
her;
He closed his eyes on his baths to feel his body scrub and nail brushing,
So tidy, yet he must stay off the house while she was in the office, working.
He had encountered accidents many times as he roamed around,
By his dog’s name, he was so resilient in his master’s care and love;
To give back all the pet’s love and compassion, he closely guarded her,
Going out at night, he didn’t care the many dogs that barked to hinder.
He was a real smart dog, looked like a trained one by his master,
He sent her to the bus station, then went back to fetch her after work;
When time came that his master has to leave and work abroad,
She was forced to leave him and he was entrusted to their landlord.
Who could save him from danger and death for the second time?
As his breaths slowly drenched, his hope crumbled in a quarter dime;
No one could really replace the sympathy and care of a real master,
No one could no longer save the life of a very dear smart dog, Saver.
Giving a last kind gaze to his pseudomaster seated beside him,
As if begging, “ Convey to my real master that I’ll forever be her loyal friend,”
After lifting his right foreleg, he slowly laid it down back to the ground,
Finally, on to his eternal rest from all sleepless nights in guarding his house.
November 19, 2013 10.15. pm
©2013by Leonora Galinta