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Eeyore was against the costume party in the first place.
He was always the one who had to wear a silly clown face!
The press on nails irritated his hoofs and were no help at all.
The wet rain made him moan even louder than his usual call.
So when he got caught in the storm drain and could not get out
He was wailing loud and long, and his determination was a pout.
Christopher Robin tried his best to reason with him, being adorable.
Eeyore was inconsolable. His plight was simply deplorable.
Pooh's solution was a red balloon? How incredible was that?
Could it save Eyeore? Piglet came by and gave him a pat.
Tigger was jumping all over the sidewalk, when he looked down.
I can have you out in a second, he said, with a wink, turning around.
Silly Tigger, full of magic said some words only Tiggers refrain.
But suddenly Eyeore was on the sidewalk, out of the horrible drain.
What did you say? Christopher Robin and Pooh both amazed, quickly asked.
"I am not sure, but Eyeore's my friend, so it had to be my task."
They surrounded Eyeore with blankets and gave him love sweet.
Took him back to the woods and fed him a nice dinner of meat.
And now Eyeore and Tigger are fast friends forever,
Besties, maybe, after this crazy endeavor.
It was my first day of summer school
I dipped out and said "i don't know how to lose"
Time passed fast
And i'm quite sure i failed to last
So welcome back to the one-way road
The summer i met Vicki Marie
told me if there's one thing she'd change
It'd be my way of thinking
Living so carefree
I can't turn back or keep from sinking
Brandon played and ripped that guitar
Madison said we wouldn't get far
Everyone else said "you don't know who you are"
Taking shots down at the local bar
The riots outside the Dejavu
Holly's telling me "I miss you too"
said you were my brother
We'd be friends forever
I can't tell you howmany times
I think back on those days
But i wouldn't change a thing
I would've fought a little harder
Two for one at the local pub
I don't wanna die a martyr
when things fall apart
you got to try a little harder
If i could go back i wouldn't change a thing
Even if it wasn't meant to be
She said, "hey dude
you guys are living so carefree
I too, want to have the time of my life"
Back then, life for kids was harder that it should have been
They say that kids had rights too, but I don’t remember when
Back then, If their were child labor laws, they never told us
If labor laws for kids were broken, none made a fuss
Back then, I remember chopping weeds in the oven of the sun
Kids had to work long hours, but we also played and had lots of fun
Back then, kids played cowboys and Indians in the light of day,
And chased lightning bugs in the black of night
Back then, I had a friend name Dennis, and he was not a menace
We played baseball, basketball, football, but not golf or tennis
Dennis and I lived on opposite sides of the busy railroad track;
And he had a big brother who road a mule loaded with cotton sacks
Yes, Dennis and I were very best buddies in our early days
But the years went by as we grew older, and went our separate ways
When I think of Dennis, I happily remember the good times of our childhood
We kept busy shooting marbles and rolling rubber tires throughout the neighborhood. I haven’t heard from Dennis, but I would love to see him if I could.
I once heard it said in a Christian song that friends are friends forever
I sure hope to see my friend Dennis on this side of never
Perhaps we could laugh and talk about farm life and the fun times
Perhaps we could remind each other when we bought ice cream for a dime
Perhaps we could chat about when kids were free and fearless of crime
Perhaps we could laugh about the gray hairs on our heads and under our chins
Perhaps we could talk about the distant days and ask, “Remember when?”
Perhaps we could share our stories of how we changed from boys to men
On this side of never, we would write letters, email, or visit every now and then.
On this side of never, we would both recall when our money was very thin
On this side of never, we would reminisce about house roofs made of tin
Yes, I well recall “The Perhaps”, “Back Then’s”, and “Remember When’s”.
And I do miss Dennis, and I hope to see him before this life is finished.
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I had just given birth to my 5th child
Was feeling very tired
He came as quite a shock
Four was more than I desired
He was born 10 years after his brothers and sisters
When the family saw him
They all adored this little mister
I was dying to go to sleep, so I closed my eyes
When I had a visit
Much to my surprise
My elderly friend came puffing in out of breath
She looked awful not far from death
She was shaking her eyes were red
I moved over so she could share my bed
I asked her what had happened as she looked so ill
Should I ring for a Dr to prescribe her a pill
She declined this offer she needed a spell
To gather her thoughts together before she could tell
Me what had happened when she went shopping in Town
To buy the Baby his first nightgown
She left work early so she could visit me
See the new arrival and share a cup of tea
We worked together and got on very well
Friends forever and all was swell
Until she walked up the busy street to look at the shops
That's when it all happened a call from the cops
"You old lady get back stand flat against the wall
Stand still don't move be careful you don't fall."
A tannoy called out to others to take cover where they can
A gun shop had been held up and wasn't going to plan
Some of the thieves started to use the guns
Shooting from their car windows while they were trying to make a run.
That night it was on tv and radio as well
My friend who went to town for me
Had a taste of hell
That visit from my friend was an eventful ONE
My dear friend might have DIED
On the BIRTHDAY of my SON
You and I were meant to be
Friends forever our hearts between
Is not the ground where a flower dies destined to flourish again?
What is between you and I cannot perish
Neither you nor I know of what is to come
So from there we will write our story
If pain and anguish await us in the future
The flame that takes away this friendship is to blame
I am none too high to go so low
If I fall from the sky, will you catch me?
When my heart breaks so, will you be the one to comfort me?
I have nothing but you and even that I have not
I wish for you to stay with me.
Everything that I want I cannot have and it is no one’s fault but my own.
You’re gone now and everything has disappeared
If I go too, will you be there?
You and I were meant to be
Friends forever our hearts between
I DON'T BELIEVE (PARODYING JOHN LENNON)
I do not believe
in gods,
I do not believe
in devils,
I do not believe
in scribs,
I do not believe
in prophets,
I do not believe
in speeche
I do not believe
in photos,
I do not believe
in believers,
I do not believe
in unbelievers,
I do not believe
in words,
I do not believe
in politicians,
I do not believe
in electoral cables,
I do not believe
in mourners,
I do not believe
in friends forever,
I do not believe
in promises,
I do not believe
in plays,
in sober,
in serious,
canine loyalty,
in proselytes,
in weak people,
in too strong,
in bucks,
in dictatorships,
in loose pants,
in open mouth,
in Maria goes with others,
in poor things,
in self-made man,
in drugs,
in Coke...
I do not believe
in leaders,
I do not believe
in presidents,
I do not believe
in delegates not
delegated by me...
In professional judges without merit,
in doctors done in the "thighs",
in humanists without humanity,
in workers without work,
in charitable without charity,
in purchased media,
brown press,
in people on bars,
in the cowards, in the fearful,
in the liars, in the false
moralists, in those who sight nothing,
in those who neither speak nor opine
over nothing...
I don't believe in many things,
"BOÇALS AUTHORITIES, RICH SELFISH
POOR SUBSERVIENT..."...
believe in me... if not
believe you would be
doing here, writing
thus...!
And in the creator, surely
without him I wouldn't exist and neither
could exist...!
When the Lord gives His bountiful blessings, the least one can do is be grateful..
An afterlife in heavenly abode awarded
Based on Biblical born-again experience
Christian choruses in choral cadence
Days of delight by delving deep in doctrines
Enriching encounters that encourage me
Friends forever and familial functions
Godly guidance and grand gestures of grace
Helpful homely ambience that holds me up
Insightful intelligent interpretation of images
Joyfulness found with a Just Judge
Keen kinship with the King of Kings
Limitless love of the Lion and the Lamb
Matchless Master's mystical mercies on me
New life necessarily found on the narrow road
Oasis of overflowing opportunities
Pleasant promises on this pilgrimage path
Quiver of qualitative quiescence
Remembrance of Royal righteousness
Succour in the Saviour's sweet snuggles
Tireless teamwork and thankful testimonies
Unswerving unblemished utensil of usefulness
Victorious vessel of value and valour
Watchful warrior with the Word as a weapon
Xtremely xenial with xpectation of xquisiteness
Yearnings of yesterdays and Yuletides
Zealous zest to reach Zion's zenith.
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"The blessing of the Lord, it maketh rich, and He addeth no sorrow with it." - Proverbs 10:22
"Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Christ." - Ephesians 1:3
When I first came on the stage of poetry soup,
You greeted me with encouraging words;
Then slowly we became the best of poetic friends forever,
You gifted me with a Lifetime Membership just because;
Now you are an angel in heaven watching over me.
Another forever friend who I call on for help,
She sure knows grammar and punctuation;
And her rhyming and meter is always perfection to behold,
When I am in a dither she is there to help me to do it right;
I can send a soupy mail and she will guide me through.
Oh I am so happy to have a very nice lady,
Who knows my eyesight is not that good;
So when she sees a little typo in my poem and poetry,
She does not hesitate to let me know so I can fix it up;
This kind of compassion is so special if you ask me.
These are my heroes:
Linda-Marie, The SweetHeart
Andrea Dietrich
Sandra Haight
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October 18, 2015
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On golden beach beneath blue sky,
With fishing nets beside the pier.
Two friends forever you and i.
As kids together spirits high.
We played our games without a tear,
On golden beach beneath blue sky.
One day so sad,you said goodbye.
We kept in touch most weeks each year,
Two friends forever you and i.
Conscription came,i do know why.
The battle cries rang loud and clear.
On golden beach beneath blue sky
Now soiled with blood in my minds eye.
My duty now confronts my fear.
Two friends forever you and i,
As foes together fight or die.
Survivors both, we did appear,
On golden beach beneath blue sky.
Still friends forever you and i.
A little girl’s heart, wrapped in sweet tarts,
And pressed with messages of love
And belonging.
BE MINE. FRIENDS FOREVER. I LOVE YOU.
Wrapped in chenille,
Sleeping in a pink and powder blue room.
Chestnut hair spread, silken, upon white sheets.
Encircled by dancing maidens in corseted gowns.
Woman’s work surrounds her.
Spools of thread, ribbon, and tape measures;
Even in slumber her soul’s directed by the desires of others.
Days filled with sunlight, and apple blossoms, on a stage of pine needles,
In a forest of dreams... dreams of family, babies dreaming of babies.
Dolls, play with dolls. Barbie faces the Troll king,
And in her heart of hearts the troll always wins.