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A Child At Heart he had that Feeling Again
Of gas in his tommy and could not abstain
For loose Winds Of Change to Rise Above
Gripes and conflation from the labour of nutritional love
Let go and deliver a good one at last
Brain Storm out from the wrong end in a powerful blast
Exposed by such Public Convenience of The Naked Truth
He was deemed out of order and rather uncouth
When he took a deep breath to feast on his Shot In The Dark
The joy was quite one sided and the response rather stark
Yet he was a Dream Catcher had to find out what Fire Works
So he sent off a few more Rip Tides and reaped some perks
Solitude at last and A Night To Remember of kind Indigestion
Better out than in or not what a rhetorical question
There’s more to come so far this was merely a Drop In The Ocean
Scented fragrance is a sign of happiness and gourmet devotion
Bloated flatulence cannot release The End Of Despair
Gastrointestinal catharsis must shoot out with fanfare
So he took a Short Cut to a full bouquet of fine smell and aroma
Burped loudly as well because a content soul resides in an unburdened soma
05th July 2019
This poem was not written for any competition
But I used a lot of titles from my previous poems
A Child At Heart - Feeling Again - Winds Of Change -
Rising Above - Brain Storm - Exposed - Public Convenience -
The Naked Truth -Shot In The Dark - Dream Catcher - Fire Works -
Rip Tides -Solitude - A Night To Remember - Indigestion -
Drop In The Ocean - The End Of Despair - Short Cut
2:01 pm
Cinnabon, California Pizza, Burger King
Let’s de-militarize the sea floor
So we can once again walk on the waters
Clear and still
2:05 pm
An infant reaches for its mother
Looking at the information monitor
“Passenger… you have a message waiting for you…”
Where are you going?
Where are you really going? And how much of yourself
Are you leaving behind?
Layovers are a poison
But the airports are so… romantic
There are no faces, only hearts
Everyone seems so excited
Maybe they’re going home
Or trying to get away from it
My flight boards in an hour
But my guitar’s out of tune…
I need new strings anyway
Mine are starting to rust
12:20 pm
Luggage is in the trunk
Farewells have been said
Everything hangs in silence…
Then the rain comes,
Smudging all the memories together
Into a single human experience
That penetrates so deep into the heart
That it becomes a part of every single choking breath you take
And you forget…
9:30 am
Last time you have breakfast here, so make it a good one…
It doesn’t matter, I’m sick of this food anyway…
Last minute scan of the room,
Don’t forget your rosary on the bedpost
Or the rose petals hiding in your mattress
Or the tears staining the hallway carpet
Got it all?
No room?
You’re not leaving without it… find a solution
So I swallow everything
And wait for it to seep into my veins
With every pulse
You feel more alive
But less human
Stronger
But further away
Wider horizons
But with less to fill the skyline
1:36 am
Blank walls
Empty bathrooms
Dim hallways
Ticket stubs and boarding passes
In the trash, recycled paper
Recycled experiences
A flutter of confusion and excitement
A glance into the unknown
Then pause before the plunge
00:00
This is where you are
00:00
Trapped in a single moment
00:00
No one else
00:00
Just you
00:00
And with every experience
00:00
You grow
00:00
Until finally…
00:01
Now here's a definition of MACHO
I've never ever heard before
“Male Acting Childish, Hormonal, and Obnoxious”
When I read it, I started thinking of more
There's the ever popular ROTFLMAO
Everybody certainly knows this one
“Rolling On The Floor Laughing My Ass Off”
Used in emails to express some fun
ANFSCD is really a new one on me
“And Now For Something Completely Different”
Originally from a Monte Python skit
At times they were a wee bit irreverent
WYSIWYG is an acronym for
“What You See Is What You Get”
Makes a lot of sense, should be no confusion
But it can still make some people fret
Here's a good one, TNSTAAFL
“There's No Such Thing As A Free Lunch”
Once you realize that, you'll be better prepared
It'll help you a whole great big bunch
This here's a real cute one, SHIAPMP
“So Happy I Almost Peed My Pants”
Was thinking because I used the word 'pee'
Should have warned you guys in advance!
© Jack Ellison 2013
If the world is your oyster...
And the moon is your clam...
And if everythings for the taking...
Then why aren't you my man?
If life were that easy...
And I could pick and choose...
I wouldn't even hesitate...
I would always pick you!
If it were the other way around...
And you had all the fish in the sea...
Would you ponder your options?
Or would you just choose me?
If picking from a menu...
And I were on the list...
You'd go the catch of the day..
Rather than notice I exist!
I wish I could listen to my head...
Rather than ruled by my heart...
As deep down the truth hurts...
You never loved me from the start.
So always think about choices...
And the games you like to play...
While you were chasing glitter...
You let the good one get away.
22.04.2018
Go on make a wish, for mine came true
A sure thing, appeared out of the blue
Make it a good one, could be your last
Everything eventually, comes to pass
Wish for happiness, wish for release
Make sure it’s something, within reach
You won’t be able, to resurrect the dead
That would be a miracle, all being said
Go on make a wish, do it straight away
For who grants, these requests anyway
Toss some coins, into a fountain or well
Cross your fingers, to enhance the spell
Touch wood, in case things turn to stone
Break a chickens clavicle, old wishbone
Seek shooting stars, find pie in the sky
I wished my life away, time duly obliged.
By
David Kavanagh
Knock, knock, scritch, scratch
Who’re banging at the old door?
The other whispers hushly
Give in to the turning knob
The good one is no help
Nameless twins barge in
An angel and demon greet
One my bruised conscience
The other a swelling desire
Give their titles respect
Names take their power
Don’t I know their labels?
One demands a stiff drink
The other shyly sipping tea
Tell them to sit or rollover
With names undiscovered
A carrot stick does not tempt
A devils’ eclair batons will bash
They battle for my will
I’m to blame for them
No naming, one overtakes
The elusive one holy as mist
The other solid as dopamine
What are they doing here?
Call out their names to leave
Last call to Beelzebub
Ask Gabriel to stay
But, they are bound to me
Shove one out the door
Conscience will leave
To be free of my Desire
Then Gabriel wants company
Naming them, won’t be enough
Wish I had no four names
At the last table like Christ
When our time is up like Him
When my house and door falls
He’ll call us Judas sweetly
Gabriel, Beelzebub, and I
Chasing 30 silvers, be back
We exit the door to betray
Dragging Gabriel to the bar
Lead to a strange fruit hanging
Desire clutching our reward
Our war'll be over in slumber
Fresh juice runs down her chin. Fresh autumn air
climbs through the orchard. It’s apple picking time.
A zipping swoosh overhead with laughs and legs
swinging. Bushel baskets, cram-filled, on the ground.
Can’t reach? A palm will hoist children onto a branch.
The unwaxed orbs plucked until each tree is bare.
Deep diving, winding through the trees, to find more.
Occasionally, snatching a good one around the roots.
Bees are buzzing - the sweetness is driving them wild.
Robust garden, of Autumn’s breast, beating, with hearts.
Teen boys spy the apple of their eyes - cute schoolgirls
wrapped in wool whilst parents shop for cider and doughnuts.
Favorite apples go home: Honeycrisp and Cosmic Crisp,
Granny Smith, Pink Lady, McIntosh, and Green Apple Dragon.
Depends on where you live, whether the apple makes
a sound at all, whether Newton’s offspring knocks you out.
Time to go home, make a Dutch apple pie, something sour
or sweet, take a bite out of the tree of life, drizzled with caramel.
The story of a Criminal Grandma
Not a good one
A crime spree old lady
One that is witty, Grandma Dynamite
An Old lady who robs and steals
She uses dynamite to explode
Stealing from banks
Never saying thanks
Even Police warrants her arrest
Grandma Dynamite has a way to contest
It’s all about steal
She doesn’t conceal
Grandma Dynamite follows through on her robbing desire
It’s dynamite acting like fire
Her voice always says,” STAND BACK”
She has a spreadsheet having a numerous criminal track
Grandma Dynamite might capture one’s heart from the start
Take it from Police, she knows how to make her mark
She gets what she steals
Dynamite becomes the Police ordeal
Grandma Dynamite is known around the world
Grandma Dynamite being a criminal celebrity
Explosions in the aftermath.
The fly in the ointment --
Introducing souls to their
Indwelling Christ Spirit
Is a positive change needed…
But it is not done by threats!
Not for fear of Biblical Damnation or
Annihilation (cut off forever from God’s
Grace). Love does not slander and condemn;
Love nurtures and uplifts --
Love is an eternal balm for physical and
Spiritual healing. Christ was
Thrown to crucifixion for
Not being Barabbas, a militant
Rebel-rouser. Christ did not
Advocate to break laws, to
Bring about great social change.
He did not support violent demonstration.
He said, give onto Caesar what
Is Caesar's – My Kingdom, Our Kingdom
Is not of this earth. Change self,
Change one’s own heart, and a better
World will follow. Love is not exclusive --
Love does not categorize nor make
Religious exemptions. Love is Love.
Love is God. If you hate millionaires,
Believe they are all evil, then become
A good one (I never got a job from a
Poor man) What! Too much actual
Work?! Flashier to talk loudly, vociferously
Complain? Consume one’s mind and heart with
Negativity and that is all you will
Have and all you will produce in
This world of unlimited blessed opportunity.
Let love, compassion be your first
Impulse toward every foul situation...if
Something else needed God will Guide
And protect one’s soul. His Will first! And not
Ours…. Christ never said, to love is
Universally Easy – but he did say, it is the only
Way to make a Statement of Heaven. We
Are called to something higher than any
Given moment. Learn how to Love. Parents,
Before anything else, teach your children
To Love. Love 101….
“Whenever I hear anyone arguing for slavery I feel a strong impulse to see it tried on him personally.” – Abraham Lincoln
He worked to abolish slavery
Left his mark on the USA
His heart was filled with bravery
To God he did always pray
He wasn’t simply a president
But thought up ideas filled with hope
America he chose to represent
With appreciation for ones who cope
He listened to the wisdom of God
Discovered in the Bible’s good words
Valued the people who did love
With hearts music felt as songbirds
He was born in a log cabin, so old
Raised on the wild frontier long ago
Was too wise to ever allow himself sold
To any idea that didn’t allow him to grow
Abraham Lincoln knew that the truth
Was always better to give the public
And he was so sure, a living proof
That goodness can be found in the republic
Abraham Lincoln Quotes
• “Folks are usually about as happy as they make their minds up to be.” ...
• “Whatever you are, be a good one.” ...
• “Do I not destroy my enemies when I make them my friends?” ...
• “America will never be destroyed from the outside. ...
• “My Best Friend is a person who will give me a book I have not read.”
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