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Premium Member Regardless

Don’t we all marvel at the moon…
regardless of our religion…our spirituality?
Regardless of our politics…
don’t we all find beauty in the tree?

Regardless of who we love…
doesn’t a sunrise bring us all joy…a sunset make us all grin?
Aren’t we all amazed at the life of a butterfly…
regardless the color of our skin?

Regardless of our size and shape…
aren’t we all enamored by a giraffe?
Regardless of if we’re wealthy or poor…
don’t we all smile when we hear a baby laugh?

Regardless of our nationality…
don’t we all find inspirations in the clouds floating above?
Regardless of who we are…
haven’t we all felt the kind and gentle hand of love?

Perhaps before we speak with hatred in our hearts…
we should stop and think about the words we’re about to choose….
about all there is to gain…
and all there is to lose…

Perhaps before we act too fast…
or go to war too soon…
we should gather all together…
hold hands…
and marvel at the moon.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member The Man in the Elevator - CM

The man in the elevator that I saw today -
(OH my gosh, I wondered how much did he weigh?)
I was looking all around (my fear I could not feign)
for the number of the pounds that the poor lift could sustain.
That man (how can I say it?) was elephantine!
His shoes I supposed to be a size sixteen.
He was taller than a baby (the kind named a giraffe).
If I weren’t in that elevator, maybe I would laugh!
There were eight of us in the elevator standing.
With him on board, we might be having a crash landing.
Before the door closed shut, I knew what I must do.
I raced past everyone, and out the door I flew.
Form: Rhyme

Poetic Licence

Poetic Licence

I've been granted my Poetic Licence,
Which allows me to write as I find.
Exaggeration here, embellishment there,
A free spirited open mind.

With vivid inspired imagination,
I see clearly the world around me,
Never letting the truth spoil a good story,
My pen writing the things I see.

As I look from my bedroom window,
An apartment in an industrial town.
Wildebeest migrate to the Serengeti,
Silhouette of Giraffe, as the sun goes down.

Fishing boats come to safe harbour,
Greedy Seagulls stealing their cargo.
The full Moon appears over the horizon,
Illuminates the seascape all aglow.

Stonehenge is in the far distance,
A Spiritual place of ancient times.
Eagles and Red Kites soar up above,
I’ve added this line because it rhymes.

Camels roam the hot dusty Desert,
Tribesmen take fine goods to trade.
Crocodiles in Wetlands, South Florida
At home in their tropical Everglade.

Bluebells are singing in the Meadow,
Tulips and Daffodils harmonise.
How wonderful, thoughts so inventive,
A world seen through imaginative eyes.
© Kevin Shaw  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Cupid Pulls Back the Bow

I cannot forget-  my love, the first time I saw you, and
      cupid pulled his bow as you held my hand,
        my heart was pulsating and butterflies twirling flew,
          and I loved you . . . 
             Your voice, your face,
             those strands of hair that fell out of place,
          your words, your laugh,
          your height, tall as a giraffe!          
       Even our silences are beautiful and charming!
     This love leaves me breathless and wanting, so darling
today, tomorrow, forever will you be my Valentine,
           and ever, ever will this love twine . . . .

___________________________
January 4, 2017

Poetry/Rhyme/Cupid Pulls Back The Bow
Copyright Protected, ID 17-863-241-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

For the contest, Cupid, Pulls Back The Bow!
sponsor, Mystic Rose

Second Place
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member My Blind Date With An Ogre

There was something about her smile that said something is not right.
Or that I am a pigeon; or that I am not totally on task or very bright.
But I am slow on the uptake, so I said I would meet her brother Low-grr.
I did not realize until he appeared with roses that he is a green ogre.

Not the color difference that surprised me and made me cringe.
But the predatory twinkle in his brown eyes that gave me a hard twinge.
I felt him looking me up and down, and I felt a tremor for sure.
I knew at the end of the night I would be lucky to remain chaste or pure.

He is more handsome than the ordinary pink and brown guys I date.
More entertaining too; I knew I had truly met my glorious fate.
I took him home to meet the family and my grandma let out a scream.
The best lover I ever had was the same color as his green!

She was almost never this honest, so the family began to laugh.
Except, she added, that one time I dated a very well-hung giraffe.
My father’s face got dark and redder than I have ever seen.
Grandma is something else now that she’s an Alzheimer’s Queen.

Lighten up! My mother said. She is open to all kinds of stuff.
Being a doctor has made her much stronger, kind of tough.
Daddy could not stop blushing, but Ogre made him feel better.
He said, “Tell me about your best-looking Christmas sweater.”

Low-grr and I ended up being best friends, not lovers at all.
But we walk around the town and talk, and our talk is not small.
He asks about my grandma from time to time, because he is a great guy.
He truly is the best listener my girlfriend Jean said with a sigh.

So, I set them up on a date, and she married him straight away.
They both liked the set up; their wedding was happy and gay.
My grandma came and said some stuff that embarrassed my Dad.
But it was still the best time as maid of honor that I have ever had.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Halloween at Hogwarts

Being a parsel-tongue, I knew I was Slytherine, of course.
Dressing in scales and slithering would give it away though.
So I dressed as my patronus, seventeen-hands high stallion horse,
Entering the Great hall with mask that had a green neon glow.

Hermione was not easily found, but I spotted Ron’s hair right away.
He was attempting to perform a small spell to help out a Ravenclaw.
Hufflepuffs were clumping around, not mingling, like every day.
Draco Malfoy, my nemesis is a guy that I almost immediately saw.

Why do we allow mudbloods into Hogwarts? He was demanding.
He is a broken record, that Neanderthal, full of hate if you ask me.
He is always politicizing, and his motives are full of under-handing.
I could wait until this night was over, no one here I wanted to see.

A small Slytherin slithered past me wearing a snake costume. I laughed.
Hagrid came by with two dragons, which were not legal, I will bet.
Ron said “You knew me, didn’t you? I should have come as a giraffe.
No, I liked. You had me fooled. Hermione walked by then with her pet.

When did she get a grampoodle? I asked my pal whose face was red.
I did not know she had one, she probably conjured it herself, he said.
Hermione turned and gave him that withering look she has mastered.
A new Gryffindor recruit threw up on the next chair, he was totally plastered.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Love Letter

April and Oliver


Hello my lovely April, the Giraffe,
     your Oliver is here, and I can't wait
to be together once again with you,
     so long it's been since we have had a date.

I do recall that day we made our son!
     They came to split us up, take you away.
We shared our space, divided with a wall
     so we could just touch noses every day.

Dear April, you were pregnant fifteen months!
     And for a long time, he is planned to nurse!
It's nearly been two years since I've come near;
     I cannot be with you or him...a curse!

To be with you was sure my dream come true;
     as a young male, you know you were my first.
Perhaps you can show him that hay is good...
     no longer for your milk, he'll have to thirst!

Oh wow!  Just heard the wonderful good news!
     Our son is weaning faster than they thought.
They said that I can spend some time with you!
     My April, dear, my wait was not for naught.

Make sure they brush you up and shine your toes!
     For here I come, and not for nose-to-nose!


Sandra M. Haight

~3rd Place~
Contest: Love Letter
Sponsor: Viv Wigley
Judged: 11/12/2017

Rules: A love letter, but NOT from a human or to a human.  It must be from any other species, either to a member of the same species or maybe a  different one.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member A Jolly Fisherman

Jolly Bill had many old tall boats,                                        like my many big bowls for hot oats.                                    He loved to sail the blue seas,                                            I sailed my bathtub washing my knees.                                            Jolly Bill has a huge laugh,                                                  once it scared a wild giraffe.                                                Jolly Bill likes to fish everyday,                                            even if the bright blue sky is turning gray.                            He loves to catch fish to eat,                                              fresh grilled fish is a real treat.                                           It is now time to say good-night,                                        Jolly Bill give me a kiss and turn off the light.                                                                

Date Written: 8/17/2022
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Justice Getting What She Deserves

"Keep walkin, caus we ain't talkin crazy long legs!"

"You're such a weirdo."
"We don't want you round here!"
"Can't you take a hint??"
"What a loser."

She walks away
Like she's walked away
Five hundred and one times before
What has she done?
Why do they hate her so?
Running now 
Into the bathroom
She can't let them see her tears
Black mascara runs down her pale white skin

Mercifully no one follows her
Looking in the mirror
She wishes she could disappear
Vanish without a trace
"Stork Girl"
"Big Bird"
"Amazon Woman"
"The Laughing Giraffe"
If only she could be small 
Pretty
Like those other girls
The cool cruel ones

She didn't need them to be her friend
All she wanted was to be left alone
To come to school and go home
To have a single quiet day
A "don't stare at me!" day
She takes a tissue out of her purse
Removes the mascara from her eyes and face
Fixes her hair
Takes a deep breath
and goes to her next class

She sits at the back of the class
Never at the front
The new boy
The cool boy
Smiling says hi
He's tall
Like her
Emotions stir

After class he says
"Can you show me around?"
She smiles back and says "Sure"
She can't believe he wants her to
She says "My name is Sue"
He says "I'm glad to meet you, 
my name is Simon Loo.
As they walk together down the hall
One of the mean girls
Calls out "Why are you hanging out with big bird!
He turns and says "Get lost loser, Sue's the nicest 
and prettiest girl in the school!"
Sue smiles and takes his hand
Suddenly she doesn't wish to be invisible any more.

By: Richard Lamoureux
For Justice Contest
Written September 3rd 2015

Premium Member Overdressing for Christmas Eve

my animals overdressed for Christmas Eve
the bat wore mistletoe on his left sleeve
cat and giraffe dressed like Santa that day
Reindeer kept running around hauling a red sleigh

tabby brought peppermint and was dressed in holly
giraffe wore blinking bubble lights that were overly jolly
flamingo was ridiculous, dressed like a drag-queen elf
crow had never looked more unlike herself

zebra and penguin came in wearing a fake carrot nose
they brought in tinsel, frost, and a wheelbarrow of snows
I was frustrated that they had all gone overboard again.
Luckily I was the only one with a white beard on my chin.
Form: Rhyme

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