Long Giveaway Poems
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Truth is not flexible
though often stretched
if not totally perverted--
the liar a master
manipulator of words
and people:
I listen to the politician
stretch both sides of his mouth,
the serpent tongue
not always visible
behind expensive implants,
but the scent
is a giveaway.
They marry their deceits;
butcher their enemies
(it takes a heart to care,
and a sense of soul
to register guilt)
leaving their victims
in the gutter for the public
to bury
a warning!
Grotesque portraits of the
great distance from heaven
Godless men will travel
to solidify dominion
over those weaker.
They prize themselves
where once were
Genuine Pulitzers;
but time heals all wounds--
and time resurrects
those wrongly crucified,
before their ascension
(kicking and screaming)
will drag their murderers
down into hell for just
reward:
What they always wanted--
Terms without limits….
A museum filled with Bobbleheads
Is not your average art,
Although that precisely is the thing
That makes it stand apart.
What started with a giveaway
To baseball fans has grown
To a huge collection, in the thousands,
That two friends now own.
Their gallery is organized
By categories, so
You can view your favorites from the teams
Of now or long ago.
Aside from every sport, there are
The dolls that represent
TV characters, both current
And the ones that came and went.
There are cartoon figures, too,
And also singers and their bands,
Plus a host of politicians,
Even some from other lands.
We had lots of fun exploring
The nostalgia they’re providing,
Though we never did find Waldo,
The one Bobblehead in hiding.
MONUMENTAL – Man, you is mental
DENTURES – A ding on your car
CATALOG – One cat per log
BALANCE – Throwing a ball
IMAGINATION – My image of a country
NOSTALGIA – Disease of the nose
ACCEPTANCE – Include your aunts
APPREHENSION – After Jim Henson
GROCETERIA – An ugly eating place
CONFIDENCE – Opposite of deep trust
BRAINSTORM – Very violent thoughts
RECOMMENDATION – Comment again
DOWNTOWN – Under the city
GIVEAWAY – Offer a solution
ENCOURAGE – To race to old age
ANNOUNCEMENT – A proper name for cement
BEWILDERED – Go wild wearing red
RESOURCEFUL – Filled with sour stuff
ENTERING – Stepping into the ring
HOLIDAY – A day for mistletoe
MAGNIFICENT – Enlarging a penny
REMINDING – Recalling a bell
THINKING – Skinny ruler of a land
APPETITE – Tiny apple
SUBMITTED – Ted eating a sub wearing mitts
Some are a bit of a stretch... think weird! LOL
© Jack Ellison 2015
Form:
The little old woman who lived in a shoe
Wasn't the SOLE owner
Apparently there were strings attached
Wow that was a real groaner
I have never been a big fan of archery
Too many DRAWBACKS, for me
Rookie pirates make terrible singers
Can't really hit the HIGH SEAS
For plumbers a flush sure beats a FULL HOUSE
And I'm not talking poker here
Have you heard about that origami store
The damn thing FOLDED it appears
In a room where the curtains were DRAWN
The rest of the furniture was real
“Love” means ZERO to tennis players
That didn't have a lot appeal
The butcher backed into the meat grinder
And got a little BEHIND in his work
Heard it before but it's one of the good ones
Let's celebrate and pop the cork
Do you know the real definition of a will
It's a DEAD giveaway
Hideaway
Hideaway
Put it all in the attic
Runaway
Runaway
From the world when your manic
Giveaway
Giveaway
All your things when your depressed
Cuz maybe they’ll care when you’re dead.
Throwaway
Throwaway
Those thoughts. You know You’re a god
Go away
Go away
From all this, start a million things you’ll never finish.
Stowaway
Stowaway
The negativity and overconfidence
You’ll seem more normal if you do.
A struggle everyday
Cuz disorder doesnt go away
No matter how much booze I drink
No matter all the thoughts I think
Just think about what you would do
If you were me, and I was you
Parallel Lives
Is there such thing as living two separate lives?
I lived in a vale called the “Valley of the cobblers” were everyone
wore wooden clogs, a dead giveaway if you have been out late,
I have many friends there know me by my first name.
Have a homestead rising donkeys of the sturdy, strong type,
also sold miniature donkeys, children especially liked them
I had a man who looked after the animals when I had to return to
city life, but as time passed I came to believe my real life was
in the valley, because I feel like an intruder when I walk amongst
modern man – it could be the clogs- people stare at me
think of me as an abstraction a painting once seen on the wall of a café.
Went on a bus to get back where my friends were, the bus drove and drove
and when it stopped I hadn`t reached my destination.
Have to try again I miss my real life and want to come home.
Ocean Falls, B.C. has on average
Over 300 days of rain a year
Surely not somewhere I'd want to live
Many attempt suicide I hear
Canadians have a funny habit of
Ending each sentence with an “eh”
Couldn't be a bank robber in the U.S.A.
The “eh” would be a dead giveaway
Average number of folks in our households
Is roughly 2.6, give or take
Would sure like to meet that .6 person
An interesting image that'd make
Millions attend our Calgary Stampede
But we're really not a bunch of yahoos
We're a very computer literate country
Emails we send quite a slew
A unique Canadian one dollar coin
Was introduced back in 1987
It's affectionally known as a loonie
But it doesn't describe us, thank heaven
Even dog food here is tax-deductible
Expecting big lineups at immigration
Reason to migrate to this wonderful land
We welcome folks from ever nation
© Jack Ellison 2103
Thank God... the taunting is diminished,
Because that is not what life is all about,
We are meant to connect and give but you made this all about yourself,
Maybe if you realized from the door that that was the key to open your heart,
Instead of allowing your fears to fester for years and studying to distract from the start,
You obsessed and spent all your time searching for love through books and what culture could define,
Thinking that you could easily pasify your fears instead of giving of yourself to find,
And when I say giving I mean sharing your heart and the fears that stand in your way,
Because a book on a shelf can only inform your heart, it can't take those fears away,
I am here to take the pacifier out of your mouth, and that is why you struggle with me,
And this is why you're drawn to everything I say because in your heart you just want to be free,
And maybe one day you'll understand that I have only told you the truth,
Because everyone else seems to think that you're perfectly fine and you accomplished to have everyone fooled,
The fears of this world do not define you, and don't allow your pride to get in the way,
Because in the end your image won't matter...it will be did you give your heart away,
Because ultimately your heart is not your own, it belongs to Him,
And giving it away is not depleting yourself because He replenishes you from within,
I'm so glad I openly shared whether it's good or bad,
Because in the end my heart is free, and my Father is all that I have,
I trust He sustains me no matter what, no matter what this life has to offer,
Nothing or no one on this earth could ever compare to the love of my Father,
She awoke with such urgency that eyes popped open;
Her meager frame had hushed in the stillness.
Her vast eyes fixed on something only her imagination,
Her inspiration and curiosity could truly believe.
The magic of it unmasked giant flecks of glitter
Being thrown in the sky with bursting gold explosions
Flaring and flashing forth, free and simultaneously
To reveal every small girls wish come true.
Wiping her eyes to assure her reality
She waved her arms with an invisible scepter
Warding the ruling of such a grand and magical sight.
Her rhapsodic smile a dead giveaway to her awakening.
And what might this vision be?
That grew from the source of blessed discovery
From a child's heart?
It was divine, blissful and supernatural.
It was the spark and figment of all things being possible.
It was the fantastic realm of the re-creation of one's world
Through the untold sorcery of make believe!
To this very day,
After many moons and stars and dreaming
I still find my enchantment.
In times when the world is a little crazy-
When the realities of life's challenges need a vacation.
When once again I can revisit my childhood wizardry
Where all things are possible.
Where dreams that were sequestered by aging
Can be delightfully conjured
To issue forth and find my November Twinkle Fairy.
November 3, 2019
November Twinkle Fairy Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Caren Krutsinger
All these are subjects of YouTube’s mostly entertaining short videos
Bet to win and dare the bucks
Largest fish escapes, oh shucks!
Splash for gold in running streams
Fight, defeat the scammer schemes
Finest meats define good life
Tricks to play on clueless wife
Cutting tuna into slabs
Uber stories from the cabs
Huge tornado wiping town
Zapped madman is going down
“Karen” yelling through the glass
Cats act funny, it’s a gas!
Dive from plane without a ‘chute
Bike the dicey mountain route
Road rage that rages on
Hellcat cars, in seconds gone
“First Amendment” and the cam
Guns ablazin’, bam-bam-bam
Fakey treasures found in rocks
Call locksmith to open locks
Nature – brutal, in your face
Dancing moves are full of grace
Wash the driveway, fix the car
Bucket list, of places far
Girls, long legs, mind-blowing trot
Stunning vehicles, can’t be bought
Instant karma to mean guys
Drones are falling from the skies
Stacks of money giveaway
Van, the road, to run away
Freeze your tail amidst the snow
Buy and fix old French château
Clever hacks and hidden ads
Greatest songs and latest fads
Magnet fishing, rusty guns
Ladies shake exquisite buns
Bombs, explosions, shootings, war
Tranquil morning at the shore
How rich live, a sneaky peek
Showing off one’s great physique
Love your pets, they love you back
Office battles, fend off flak
Talking heads of every kind
Kindhearted and unkind
Laugh and cry, be mad or frown
Distant land, your own town
Walk, aspire, speak your mind
Rare event or daily grind
There’s the tale of the world
Million stories being told
Universe to nanotube
Can be found on YouTube
August 6, 2024