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I learned on a relic...quite bent out of shape,
rusty and dented..... and not even quaint!..,
An rattle-trap, hand-me-down, that had seen better days
A ten year old's wishes, had faded away....
But, then on my birthday, as I opened my eyes...
There sat a beauty, my birthday surprise
My very first bike.....shiny and red!!
My dreams had come true.....as I jumped out of bed!!!
I tore off the ribbon, to take a good look
No time now, for breakfast, no time now, to groom
I jumped into my clothes, and then burst from the room
Onto the sidewalk, and into the street
Shouting to everyone.. "Will you come, look at me??!!!"
With legs long and tan, I began peddling fast
The sun hid it's shine, the cold wind was brash
Breeze blew through my hair and into my face
With time on my side, I was winning a race!
We were sailing along, I could hear the wheels spin
Over the hills, where often I'd been!
Clutching the handles, pumping my knees
I flew past the graveyard, as I peddled with ease
Far down the lane that circles the fields
With rows of tall corn stalks, all waiting to yield
Passing the warehouse that sold Daddy's seed
I flew past the postman, and the church near the square!
A turn 'round the corner, the train depot there!
Splashing through puddles along the bumpy old track
My legs kept on peddling......with no looking back!!
Didn't notice the dark clouds or storm in the sky
The air was so sweet as I held my arms high
Was I dreaming? I didn't care...as I glided in time
All the happiness I felt, all the joy of that I ride!
I remember that birthday....that's been hidden inside..
Look at me!! Look at me!! On my red bike, it's me!!
Don't you see??!!! Don't you see!!! ... That young girl was me!!
Like a clock that's unwinding..!! That is me that you see!!
I remember....I remember....How happy and free
As those wheels spin beneath me
Look at me !!!!!!!!! Do you see??
Free as a bird....it is me, it is me!!!
Wheeeeeeeee!!!!
3 poems for contest entry
Failure to come to a Complete Stop
Auto battery.
Clicking.
Depleted energy.
Feeling grumpy, harried,
Impatiently jump-start Kia.
Leave Mom’s neighborhood.
Octagonal, purely quintessential red sign taunts.
Upping velocity, willfulness exacerbated, you zoom…
Yikes!
Extraneous white vehicle (undercover) trumpets sirens.
Realization quickens… Pegged!
Officer notes makeshift license knowingly.
Jail imbues hastily.
Gaining freedom – eight-thousand dollars cash.
Busted again.
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When the Princess gets Agitated
Some things
test
our
preconceptions.
Some things
Try
Our
Patience.
Some things
TWIST
OUR
PANTIES!!
…
Sorry, time out, please.
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When Time Stands Still
Leaping in barefoot abandon
Soaring every which way from Sunday
Laughter effortlessly exhaling cool breezes.
Lounging on nature’s lush carpet
Silhouette illumined by carefree serenity
Lapping up rays and shining them back
Licorice sticks and crackers and brie
Sweet plumpness of kiwi and mango and peach
Licking ripe juices off contented grin
Long luscious showers in waterfall glory
Swirling delightfully playfully pure
Lingering loving caresses of freshness
Last blush of daylight’s electrical charge
Sunset yields gracefully generously kind
Lights flicker syntax where space enfolds meaning
Lay here beside me
Savor my dream
Let my enchantment touch yours
Born an Okie where the sun shines long and the stars shine so bright.
A land where cattle roam free and hearing the call of the white owl at night.
Summer time is very hot but the winters are full of ice and cold.
Spring time the air is sweet and in the fall,falling leaves of gold.
Seeing everyday a field of wild daisies and a family of deer.
The things I see are a wonder and so are the things I hear.
A lake of fish to catch and eat til your hearts content.
Prairies so wide there is always a place for you to vent.
Growing gardens,harvesting hay canning are things to do everyday.
We go to church praise our Lord and bough our heads to pray.
Living here in Prue,Oklahoma is the best place for me.
The people are so friendly there's no place I'ld rather be.
Teresa Skyles
Entered in Micheal Falitico's"A change of view"contest
Months have passed since I tried to give her this gift..
Not the right time I was sure but still it caused a split..
As time went on and we connected and our letters began...
I kept it close for one day I could try this again...
So there I sat wondering if the time was right...
Threw caution to the wind and she was in my sight..
I handed her this box with a necklace I hoped she would wear..
Purple hearts all in a line with diamond chips that held it there...
Her smile was huge as her eyes filled with tears...
She ran to my arms , a feeling we both hadn't had in years..
So now I feel right on afternoon in May, to know that I brought
so much joy to her today
The sun rises on a beautiful day,
The fog is lifted from my eyes,
The grass has dew, the chipmunks play,
Spirits are lifted to my surprise.
The sun beats down from its high-noon perch,
I greet it instead of cower,
Beautiful is the day I meet without a frightened lurch,
There is a source for this power.
The sun touches down as it sets to the west,
I’m still outside enjoying the day,
With such beauty to see I want to take the time to invest,
I feel no despair holding me sway.
The stars come out twinkling in the night,
The time when I could hide my best,
Now is the time for my lady, who is so right,
And who has put all my fears to rest.