Long Glenda Poems

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Premium Member A Tale of Oz

Tornado blew Dorothy Gale
Across Kansas, her house took sail
Landed with a bug THUMP
On evil witch's rump
I'll try to fill in some detail

Wicked witch got down and dirty
Saying, "I'll get you, my purty,
And your little dog, too.
You killed my sister shrew
Just outside Emerald City!"

Little Munchkins shouted, "HOORAY!"
Then, "Dorothy, go down that way
The road of yellow brick
Hurry, you must be quick
The cruel witch will make you pay!"

So, off she and pup, Toto went
Wondering where she had been sent
This place she couldn't stay
Kansas was far away
On getting home, she was hell bent

Along the way, she met these three
Scarecrow, lion, and tin man, he
was rusted, couldn't speak
Had need to take a leak
She oiled his 'parts' so he could pee

To the Wizard they had to go
Through a poppy field in the snow
For courage and a heart
Brain to make Scarecrow smart
To get Dorothy home, he'd know 

But the wicked one said, "No fair!"
And sent her monkeys in the air
To kill the lot of them
It was utter mayhem!
Oh, We Oh. It caused quite a scare!

Toto proved the Wizard a fake
What a commotion that did make
What would Dorothy do?
Glenda to the rescue!
For the child, she did not forsake

She bid farewell to her new friends
The journey gave them dividends
She loved each one of them
But sadly, missed Aunt Em
Almost where this fairytale ends

Glenda waved her wand to entreat
Ruby slippers upon her feet
A click of the red heels
And Dorothy's appeals
She was back in Kansas, Toot Sweet!
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Glenda Sue

Holy Love in Glenda-Sue, deep root of Love
Will challenge you ' And me and all who think
We know? In what directions our lives should
Go'
No reason beyond..Just one (that was love')
She broke out, due to much push and shove!
Carrying a child concived by men against her
Choice way back when.'
A mental age of 'just eleven' not much help or money
Was she given..She birthed her son in a box of
Card' then placed him in care, my God this was
Hard.'
The boy got fostered he grew, and loved gained
A wife, together they faced hard stuff, twice she sadly
Miscarried within their time , so he sought his Mom
Of birth, while in this bind.'
His thoughts of decades.. His guesses why.? That
Kept him grim company, we're soon to die' his Mom
He was to find, in a care home now, still at age 11
In her mind'
But wow.' He sang her a line of amazing grace, then
Broke down; tears covering his face' she finished those
Words.' Like she finished before' when she deliverd her
Son who now serves the Lord.'

Ma Little Brown Chickadee

(ah miss bing amiss with former mistress)

Oh Glenda (Miz Gee gee) 
     years elapsed since, I didst hawk 
     verboten fruit adrip
from yar verdant bough,  
     thy strong craven raven 
     doth still twitter and flip

sans thy testosterone switch, 
     where woody pecker missus grip
ping re: egret ting prospective 
     relationship nixed thee 
     as gull friend material, hip
mistress, though heron eye did pay lip 

     service verily org*s mic* lee quip
yes...wren doer ring 
     more'n commit Freudian slip
which peeping cardinal tip 
     towing thru nested tulip trip

     gave balled oriole peck whip 
ping lil s*x pistol be
     friending chirping pu**y riot 
inserting thingmabob 
     after pants sigh did un zip.
*  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  
Egg gad unlike rob bin duck cradle 
yar mature red breast all aswirl 
     asper a stationary dreidel
ma** aery ducts mine mouth pursed
     yar nipples mine gums did ladle.

Only in memory, aye 
hungrily thirst and thirstily hunger 
     fort deux aureole dye 
still affecting this gab 
     bird, who didst deign 
     as milquetoast guy.

Whenever this birdman alone 
his thoughts metaphorically drone 
worm wayward toward 
     pubic thatch, where 

     hello kitty doth purr and groan
of quintessentially 
     kinky coiled hair moan
ning softly as thee 
     bared naked lady lies prone
admiring pinkish puckered 
     def flesh tone.

Premium Member Don't Follow the Road to Oz

I asked the wee Munchkins, "Which way do I go?"
Figured since they lived here, they would be in the know.
But they looked at me uncertainly, scared of the witch.
Then realizing she was dead; they did a double take
and said, "Follow the yellow brick road without a hassle,
through the blooming poppy field but stay awake,
then on past the shire you will find an emerald castle."

After a drugged nap among the poppies with new friends,
I'd found along the way; I skipped on the yellow bricks
that came to an abrupt end without paying dividends.
I was definitely lost; not in paradise that was for sure,
but in a place, I soon feared would not take me home.
This was a strange land I'd rather not have to endure.

I'd heard about the wizard, the greatest mind in Oz
but one who never showed his face, for goodness sake!
Toto exposed the rake when he opened the curtain wide,
and there was the Mighty Wizard, where he chose to hide.
Anger raged in my heart, and I chided him for his sham.
Admittedly, he confessed although I knew he was a flake.
Said he wanted to feel important, and his name was Sam.

Now, how was I supposed to get home back to Aunty Em?
My friends found what they needed; I was glad for them.
At least the Scarecrow got a brain. No fear he'd be burned.
The Tin Man had a heart and Lion had courage he'd earned.
I'm thankful for the wicked witch's shiny red ruby slippers
that good witch, Glenda told me I should keep on my feet,
for by clicking their heels would I wake from this nightmare.
I'm in Kansas, but should've wished for Paris, or anywhere!!
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.

Jesus is The King of Kings

All Glory and Praise to Jesus forever.
Giant waves crash against my mind.
Black mirrors hold hidden danger yet Jesus is Greater.
Holy is Jesus his name is Holy his deeds are Holy.
Praise Jesus forever for letting me talk with Glenda Please watch over her Lord Jesus.
Thank you Jesus for all you do and will do and have done.
Thank you Heavenly Father for sending Jesus to us and all he has done for us and will do and is doing.Faith may my Faith never waiver ever again. May I forever trust in you Jesus as my protector.
Heaven knows I am evil and not worthy of God's Love and Mercy but for his glory I will always praise you Heavenly father and Lord Jesus our great High priest and Our Lord of All Lords.
Mercy to me Oh Lord I know I am unworthy of your mercy and Grace but I beg you for mercy.
Praise You Jesus forever all glory to you forever and ever Lord of Lords and King of Kings You alone are worthy. All Glory to Jesus forever and ever. 
Mercy to me Lord Jesus I praise You forever thank you for being my best friend and showing me love when I am unworthy of your Love yet you give it freely knowing I am only Patrick ORourke a normal person. Unworthy of so much Love Thank you Jesus for all you have done for me. All the dreams and all the visions and all the poetry and everything you have shown me of wonders beyond mention.


Demons Run at His Name

Jesus is the holy one.
In his name the demons Run.
In his name we are saved by no other name is there salvation.
Praise Jesus for all the dark days.
Praise Jesus for every tear shed because he is Great.
Save us Oh Lord from our sinful ways.
This body of mine is unclean but I pray, may your blood wash me white as snow.
Thank you Jesus for visions of great things and times you stayed with me.
I remember walking the streets on my death march hoping for an end.
You were there Lord I felt your breath on my back pushing me forward knowing You are God with me.
Praise Jesus for trusting me with his words.
Mercy to me Jesus I beg keep me from my evil ways and darkness.
Change my body into one worthy of being in your presence Lord Jesus have mercy on me an Evil one.
Praise You Jesus for everything you have done in my life.
You have given me so much mercy help us all, Help Glenda my new friend stay with her tonight and protect her.
Lord Have mercy on us all protect us all from ourselves 
Lord I praise you for teaching me to be better today. 
Lord please keep us all safe from evil and temptation and let us know your grace love peace and mercy.

Premium Member Strange Wind Blowing

a Crown Oddquain poem

Strange
wind blowing,
a cold harbinger 
of darker things to follow
soon. 

Much
closer now 
than the day before,
much closer now than sages
know..

Yes,
bad fortune
is nigh upon us,
and yet we will not listen
still. 

Do
we forget
every past lesson,
all those we lost in senseless 
war?

Blast
us into
mass oblivion,
let nature grow the garden
new. 

Oddquain is a short, usually unrhymed poem consisting of seventeen syllables distributed 1, 3, 5, 7, 1 in five lines, developed by Glenda L. Hand.
Crown oddquain-a five stanza oddquain sequence
Shadow Poetry - Poetry Types - Oddquain
war
Form: Other

Premium Member I Found Oz

Sickness fueled my hallucinatory 
Visions of Dorothy in red sketchers 
The Tin Man had a heart that beat
So loud it was like a marching band
And the Scarecrow with his IQ became 
President of the United States
Yes I found Oz. The Lions' courage
Was unmatched to any competitor and
He led soldiers to battle again and again
"Aunty Em" where not in Kansas anymore.
The Flying Monkeys are running the Congress
And the House of Representatives.  And Glenda
The Good Witch is the Secretary of State.
Dorothy just wants to go home with Toto. 
But tapping those red sketchers together does
Not seem to do the trick.  And The Great Oz
In all his glory is somewhere in the whitehouse
Behind a dark curtain.  Practicing his mumbo
Jumbo.  Yes I found Oz.
Form: Bio

Premium Member The Wizard of Odds

What are the odds
              The under
                           The over
The chance of portraying
                               Poor Toto
                                            As Rover.
Lions and tigers and bears
Disguised
              As their frightening fears.

Friendship discovered
When nobody listens
                            Somebody hears.
And witches
                   Like Glenda
How could she offend ya
Such courage
                   Such heart
                                   a brain.
And a Wizard
                  Who knew
Was just like me and you
                                  Afraid to admit
He knew not what to do.

I shall end this brief spiel
With a click of the heel
And to those who object
Say…
‘C’MON FOLKS, GET REAL!”

John G. Lawless
©2/18/2023
Form: Rhyme

Wizard of Oz Casting Call

I've had several poets ask who I'd have cast in the roles of characters, so if no one is willing to play along, OR allowed to... I'll still share my thoughts.  Since I limited the parts to 3 per character, please know that some of you would've been added to this list, but I didn't want to break my own rule.
 
TOTO, PULL BACK THE CURTAIN!!!

Dorothy - Tania, Deb M., Anaya
Tin Man - Sheriff K, David K, Mike G (because they are the law in Milton Creek)
Scarecrow- Terry Flood (because of his cover photo and his sense of humor)
Cowardly Lion - I'll just call BS for this one
Wicked Witch - There are 3, but they'd probably try to set me on fire
Glenda-Good Witch - FJ Thomas, Lin Lane, Susan Ashley (perfect candidates)
The Wizard - Tom Cunningham, John Watt, Mo McG (why not a wise woman?)    
Uncle Henry - Harry Horseman, Frederic Parker, John Gondolf       
Aunty Em- Belle, Paula G., Eve
Munchkins - I thought I'd get volunteers for this role
Toto- Caren K...my only choice because she's as adorable as the little pup

I see no harm in posting this list 
despite the one who raised a fist.
If anyone whose name I've used
feels terribly offended or abused,
just let me know and I'll remove it.
Make your own list. Use your wit.  (I'd like to see yours, too)

Thanks to those who asked that I post the cast of players.
Form: Other

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