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Driving along
What's that I smell
The daily delight
Of the latest roadkill
From raccoons to possums
In this flattened cuisine
As vultures take lunches
On this finest of dining
Call us the critter getters
Crossing over our paths
Taking them out
As they scurry this way and that
From Bambi to Thumper
And all their forest friends
It does make you wonder
Who you'll run into next
We'll even take out the curious
Who wander on
To that portion of blacktop
To see what's going on
From teetotaling turtles
To slithering snakes
There's not a creature out there
That we won't pancake
So check out the roadkill
If there's still twitch after the thump
Hurry in back
And toss it into the trunk
Because down in the South
There ain't no one can say
That any of us country folk
Let a thing go to waste
Below the Mason Dixon line
If it's fresh enough
We'll take it home ya'll
And have it for lunch
As long as it's fried
There ain't a thing
With cheese grits on the side
That we won't eat
Americans are Americans, period.
No matter color, sex and for heavens, sake!
Not ....Their "party affiliation,"
On which some are insanely fixated.
We were born au natural.
We were not born as a member of political party.
That's a choice you make way later.
But some think they must be of the same political
lineage as their pater.( father)
I bring all this up as today is Memorial Day.
Millions died to keep America free.
Guess what?
All colors, ages, political parties under the
earth now lay,
Who gave their lives for you in foreign lands!
We are supposed to honor the dead today.
So today, only one channel with backbone
Carried the ceremonies to honor them.
The other two, busy trying like insane bees,
To destroy the current Presidency!
These same two channels that lauded criminal
Michael Avenatti for the next President.
(Had him on over 200 times!)
But neither showed few if any of the ceremonies
at Arlington Cemetery?
Get a clue! That tells you something!
Are they really that dense? Do they think the dead
in wars did not include Democrats?
They will have criminals on and America haters,
disgusting race- baiters, and all manner of
impeachment go-getters.
But can't honor fallen heroes? Not a chance!
The true heroes, go ignored by two major networks.
Meanwhile, the dead sleep under grass and flags.
I am glad they cannot see, how un-American, we
Americans have become.
Destroying the Constitution, killing babies and worse.
Forbidding-saluting our flag and hiding statues of
American heroes.
And banning cauliflower~as its is too "colonial?"
Today, we stuff ourselves with processed foods
Growing bodies like balloons.
Walking barefoot on lovely poisoned grass,
All too perfect!
Poisoned food in our faces, while we sneer in
hatred at this great nation.
It's so terribly tragic.
The political blindness, the sheer ignorance here.
Causes me to pray to stop this endless vexation.
Before we become a Communist nation.
5/27/2019
5:45pm PST
Between the politically correct and good sorts,
No contest.
Between the non starters and the go getters,
No contest.
Between the those with context and those out of it,
No contest.
Between the givers and the takers,
No contest.
Between those who swear and those who hit,
No contest.
Between those with ears and those without them,
No contest.
Between those who see and those who can't,
No contest.
Between those with time and those with excuses,
No contest.
Between those who try and those who cry,
No contest.
Between those who throw a ball and those who throw money,
No contest.
Between those with chips on their shoulders and those without them.
No contest.
Between those who take selfies and those who love nature,
No contest.
Some other people’s dogs bite, snarl and snap like turtles on speed.
Our young puppy Beau dances, twirls, and bites his tail as if he’s on weed.
The other dog, Buddy, is a gentle giant, over a hundred pounds of love.
He was sent to us via a dumping, from angels who live well above.
It is no accident that God and Dog have the same three letters.
Beau, our deranged puppy is one of those romantic go-getters.
Being a retriever, he fetches everything – leaves, sticks, or a ball.
We are such dog people, we have four dog beds lying in our hall.
They might want to drink water, so we have six gray water bowls.
Buddy sits calmly while Beau digs enormous muddy burying holes.
They have personalities that keep us excited, they fill us with joy.
They want to eat our slippers and remotes, ignoring every dog toy.
THE WINTER CEMETERY
Awaken my nightmare!
Cold, wrinkled skin, eye circles beyond care.
Tears of beautiful snow.
O depths to which they go!
A horse and carriage show.
The gate — a cliff of iron bars, mine heir.
The creak of springs, the box —
ornate, carries my frozen heart, on blocks
of ice — my pretty niece.
Oh shroud of snow, I cease
to live - i have no peace!
O that cancerous gong of Winter clocks!
Wrapped in woolen fetters,
I boldly stare at these money-getters.
The doc misdiagnosed,
and the nurse overdosed.
In an icebox — her ghost.
This cemetery shivers with debtors.
She’ll be buried next to
you, beloved son, youth taken by flu.
I lean on the hard chest.
Winter blooms on my breast.
Dear son, I’ll never rest!
Cold stones, for bounty, as my flames accrue.
12/20/2017
Rhyme Me A Poem Contest
Broken Wings - Sponsor
Unstoppable
(Chorus)
I'm on it ,on it
Yeah a mission
Got to see, my own vision
Make a decision, running out of time
The clocks keeps ticking and then it tocks
Doesn't mean you have to
Keep on grinding stay on your hustle
God will give it to you
Back in double
(Verse 1)
When it comes to reaching
I won't stop (wont stop )
Until I reach the top p (top)
Never wanted success badder
I'm climbing up the ladder
Nothing or no one in my way, there's so much more to say
But I'll just remain gracious and humble
When it feels like a royal rumble
1st , 2nd,3rd keep it coming
I'm right here, tired of running
Crossing out things that's optional
(Chorus)
I'm on it ,on it
Yeah a mission
Got to see, my own vision
Make a decision, running out of time
The clocks keeps ticking and then it tocks
Doesn't mean you have to
Keep on grinding stay on your hustle
God will give it to you
Back in double
(Verse2)
This song right here for the go getters
Also motivates the quitters
You can do what you want in life
It's up to you
Be the stick,hold up like glue
Keep it going everyday
Wake up with it,keep the faith
Put some heart into it
Let it flow, and if that's not what you about
Then let it go
Sign your signature on your passion overflow
When you're unstoppable that's the way to go
Unstoppable
(Chorus)
I'm on it ,on it
Yeah a mission
Got to see, my own vision
Make a decision, running out of time
The clocks keeps ticking and then it tocks
Doesn't mean you have to
Keep on grinding stay on your hustle
God will give it to you
Back in double
Repeat until Chorus fades
Written by:Concettahardnett
6/26/2016
It is neat to gaze upon a star;
light shows the way -- God's route.
Adventuring near, adventuring far
affirming persons who doubt.
Light shows the way -- God's route.
My story is that light can infuse each rift
affirming persons who doubt,
forgetting malice which love will lift.
My story is that light can infuse each rift
forgiving faults with peace and joy
forgetting malice which love will lift.
Givers are more blessed than getters, Ahoy!
Forgiving faults with peace and joy
adventuring near, adventuring far.
Givers are more blessed than getters, Ahoy!
It is neat to gaze upon a star.
January 12, 2020, revised Jan. 30, 2020
Major edits since the contest was judged.
Always striving to improve.
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I guess in the old days, rules were made for a reason.
Now, attention getters, fly madly for attention, like leaves
Whirling madly in an autumnal season.
Especially when your once best friend, takes a hammer to God’s
high ceiling to smash your soul.
And their once, high written poetry is now an attraction for egotistical
reasons and goals.
Did you learn to hurt your friends? God always sees you when you act
more perfect than they.
And you ignore or leave them in your selfish arrogant way.
Being righteous must feel horribly yet falsely good!
Like being caught in a winter storm without a coat or
a hood!
3-15-2022
I hear professors prattling,
I hear the reporters berate,
I see tech fascists side with China,
claim all who oppose them are ‘hate.’
I see young people lost and mad,
attacking people in the streets,
minds poisoned by the folks above,
Told to go find ‘nazis’ to beat.
I see a major party that
now embraces socialism,
claiming our past is all evil,
that all must see through their prism.
But given all socialism killed
they deserve only our anger,
you should be proud of America,
no nation has done it better.
No nation was built on ideas
instead of brute conquest or tribe,
we took the best mankind thought up,
then wrote it into law with pride.
Though it took trial and error
to see freedom was applied right,
we shed our blood to push it on,
we started and finished this fight.
The standard set for other states,
the impulse for their own reforms,
were it not for our founders words
freedom wouldn’t have become a norm.
Most still have not reached out level,
we remain freedom’s trend-setter,
you should be proud of America,
no nation has done it better.
How many nations were willing
to let their citizens compete?
To set free the productive urge,
and let loose true creative feats?
How many technologies
that have improved the human state
came from free people striving to
make money and do something great?
We let people chose for themselves
and the results speak loud and clear,
we flew a plane, launched a roadster,
and made bounteous food appear.
How many genres did we make;
books, film, and music, we’re go-getters,
You should be proud of America,
No nation has done it better.
CONCLUDES IN PART II.