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Premium Member An Introduction To a Novel

It was summertime in London, And fear gripped the city 
as a serial killer was on the loose.  His victims of choice were blondes.
and so far the number of victims were nine......

Detective Harry Jackson  headed the task force in search of  an  illusive killer
Though the killer  had left a note on each of the victims no forensic evidence was found.
The killer always seemed to be one step ahead of the police. and they were under  intense pressure
to capture this killer before he struck again. But the killer struck again, killing a young housewife.
It was at that crime scene that the first significant  piece of evidence was found.
This led Detective Jackson right to the doorsteps of the killer, only to find that the killer was a..........
© Joseph May  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Laugh - Fives

Moshe, Larry, Curly,
Howls, cries, nyuks;
Three silly comic stars:
Smile, clown -- Cluck!

Chico, Harpo, Benny, Berle,
Moron grins, happy chins;
Crazy nutty comic kooks:
Funny jokes -- egads zooks!  

Alvin Ailey, dance gaily,
False teeth: Brush daily; 
Silly Sally, Dilly-dally,
Ollie, Holly, Mollie!

Belly flops, fatal plops, 
Messy slops, lemon drops;
Harry Caray, Tooth Fairy,
Music Maven -- Chuck Berry.

Pitty-patty, kitty-katty,
Ticky-tacky, Cinci-nnati
Polly-Wolly, Wooly Bully,
Diffy-daffy, Laughy Taffy!

   
       March 22, 2018
    
     Contest entry in "A little laughter five," sponsored by
     Edward McCall, closing date - March 23, 2018


Notes:  Moe Howard's (of the Three Stooges) actual first name was Moshe.
  'Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk' was a trademark line of Curly (3 Stooges.) 
   Berle is comedian: Milton Berle (aka 'Uncle Miltie').
  'Egads zooks' is an exclamation my mother and others of her
   generation used to use (frequently). 
  'Wooly Bully' was a pop song by Sam the Sham and the Pharoahs,
   released in 1965; it soared high on the Top-40 charts.

Premium Member On a Black Day - Death Survives - Series 3

Another boring, Protestant Traditional, Sunday Family Dinner 1:00 pm sharp
This week it’s at Uncle David’s  house in Alford, Mass. I haven’t meant Him
Actually the only Family I met so far “Momma“, Poppa, and Big Sister Brenda 
YOU probably thought I was going to say “Momma, Poppa, and Baby Bear
Went for a walk in the forest“. Sorry I’m reading Goldilocks while I’m trying to Write
Brenda ( B B ) , and I use to wonder why they had to be called Momma and Poppa ?!! 
Pizza for dinner, on a Saturday night ,Baths, pajamas, robes, and slippers out to the car
Alright kids, It’s a 3 hour drive to Uncle Dave’s Let’s play “Grandma’s Suitcase” 
The subject Grandma is infatuated with is her : LOVE of Animals
Harry you start, Grandma went on a vacation , in her suitcase she put an alligator
Brenda, “Grandma went on a vacation, in her suitcase she puts a female Baboon 
“Poppa, it’s your turn, “Grandma went a vacation, in her Suitcase she put a Catamount
I challenge You  Poppa, Mount is Mountain ,not Animal  I brought my dictionary, Read;
The definition of catamount; a mountain lion, Cougar  A feline animal born in nature
Harry your out of the game; “Momma” Your turn “ Grandma put in her suitcase The Devil”
Form: Narrative

Premium Member It Know It Was My Idea

Oh, you did not know Mrs. Klondike said.
Haughty, uppity, not nice in the least.
The festival has been moved and renamed.
The Aprillstica has been re-named?

No way!
I was horrified, shocked.
As my Aunt Bee was one of the original Villageonians,
I felt she should be bothered immediately.

“I know,” she sang gaily, in an unknown way into the phone.
“It was my idea.”
Her idea!
Now I was truly confused.
Had she gotten her pills mixed up again?
My Aunt Bee has not sounded this happy since 1971
When she married the newest “love” of her life who
Was her eighth husband, and a shyster like the others.

I quickly drove to Springton Nursing Home to see what was up.
“This is Harold,” she said in a voice I barely remembered. 
A sing-songy, happy, uplifting voice.
Harry had initially had the idea to change Aprillstica Festival
To Marchatillion Festival.

Well, then, okay by me.
She is ninety-six after all, and running out
of charm. 
I am a wedding planner, and 
frankly, although I too am a Villageonian, 
business has been slow….

Premium Member Presidential Trivia

President's Day is approaching so I thought I would further your education,
By revealing useless trivia about some of the dudes who've served our nation.

President Washington actually had to borrow money to get to his inauguration.
He wore size 13 shoes and seldom took a bath much to Martha's indignation!

Abe Lincoln agreed his wasn't the prettiest face when all was said and done!
Once called 'two-faced' he said, "If I had two faces, do you think I'd wear this one?"

James Buchanan was nearsighted in one eye and farsighted in the other,
Causing him to lean his head to the left and close one eye, which was a bother!

For his breakfast, Ulysses Grant loved cucumbers soaked in vinegar to eat!
He probably saved his hide since he declined to join Abe in his theater suite!

Woodrow Wilson was plagued with indigestion and was blind in one eye.
He had a pet sheep named Old Ike that chewed tobacco and that ain't no lie!

Cal Coolidge used a paucity of words so that many folks thought him dead!
He liked his head rubbed with Vaseline while eating his breakfast in bed!

Harry Truman kept a sign on this desk that read, "The Buck Stops Here!"
Remembered will be his scorching letter to an editor defending Margaret's career!

'Tis well-known that Ronnie Reagan dearly loved Nancy and jelly beans,
And was happiest at his ranch riding a horse and wearing old jeans!

And finally, from Barack Obama we learned that there are fifty-seven states,
And that he makes skillful use of a teleprompter to ensure there are no misstates!

Th-th-thats all folks - more than you ever wanted to know about these chaps!
(There's much more I could reveal but it best be kept under close wraps!)

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Form: Couplet


Rose Pink Lips of Sparkling Dew

Rose Pink lips of sparkling dew.
Green eyes filled with love gazing at you
Ruby red, the blood surges through my heart
Blue, I am when we are apart.

Yellow that shimmers and shines as pure gold
White sheets where the lovers dance, or so I am told
Black is the chariot that brings me to you
While you gallop along with your armour of blue

Deep brown oh sweet nectar that energy revives
Drinking our fill together we strive
To dance the dance of true love with you
With rose pinks lips of sparkling dew.

© GG 11/08/2013
Contest Entry

Inspired by the last line in the Tanka, The face of Dawn by Harry J Horsman .

Our Meridian

"Our Meridian"



We are all 
barefoot 

ultra green
We are

strange 
familiars

We are
constant

circumferencing

Each second
Each minute

Each hour
Every day

Each Year
Our Meridian

We are all 
ignorant,

We are all
important

subservient 
docile

and sentient
in our truth

We 
are absent

Yet
primed

the internal 
eternity of Us

whispering 
in our minds

"IT"
comes soon,

Our Time
Our Centre

the meeting place
the point,

Our Meridian.

(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)




Enchanted Forest Music (528Hz)
https://youtu.be/09r8XdHRWe8






“I DON'T CARE!" Harry yelled at them, 
snatching up a lunascope and 
throwing it into the fireplace. 
"I'VE HAD ENOUGH, I'VE SEEN ENOUGH,
I WANT OUT, I WANT IT TO END, 
I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!"
"You do care," said Dumbledore. 
He had not flinched or made a single move
to stop Harry demolishing his office. 
His expression was calm, almost detached.
"You care so much you feel 
as though you will bleed to death 
with the pain of it.”
J.K. Rowling, Order of the Phoenix





“When he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.”
William Shakespeare

Premium Member Four Hours of Eternity - 3

I woke to the sound of sizzling bacon, the aroma of fresh baked Muffins and my Beautiful Lenore in her bright green Teddy. "Nubbies", I said, "what time is it." Lenore said" for You it is 3:30P.M., June 27th, 2013. You are in the O.R. at Dartmouth Hospital. For me it is time to bring YOU to Eternity for a short time."What are You talking about; Baby." I died last night before we had time to go to the Bridal Suite. I do not want You to go through that pain again. Please come with me to the railing on the starboard side of the ship."Below the shuffle board deck?""Nubbies, just
trust me." As we walked outside, I noticed there was no air,no breeze, no sea lapping against the side of the boat, the sun seemed pasted in the sky. Where is Mom and Dad;where's my Ma, Where is everybody? Harry we are frozen in time, for last night and today; never happened for you. I asked the Lord to give us this time together. I was 3 months pregnant when I said "I DO" I want you to see JoAnne Naomi Grow up. Now
 Full Moonlight Stand on the railing with me and when I say 3; Jump. 1, 2, 3. You would think we would plummet into the Caribbean Sea, but we splashed into the Full Moon. The sun was warm,the birds sat on my shoulders, singing a song of Life Forever. The Peace, Serenity and Tranquility was unearthly. I then saw GOD and the Son of Salvation hugged me and in a Mezmerizing Voice said Welcome Home.
                                   To be Continued 
I want to apologize to those of YOU who are punctuationally  bound to Poetry I do not know how to punctuate people talking. I know I'm suppose  to use "" marks Sorry I LOVE YOU ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Liege...Harry
Form: Narrative

Premium Member Letter To Heaven

To the most Heavenly of  YOUR Angels, “LENORE ELLEN”
                C / O  my Higher Power, the Supreme Almighty Being; “GOD”
                North-East-South-West : Present-Past-Future : Up-Down : Left-Right
                                         1   FOREVER-ETERNITY  LANE ,   HEAVEN 
                                                                                                             11111nth

        MY DEAREST, BELOVED  LENORE : “Nubbies” :  I miss YOU so much.
 I hear YOUR Sultry voice, see YOUR Angelic face, feel YOUR Delicate touch.
 I smell YOUR Womanly Fragrance : Caress and brush YOUR long Auburn hair.
 I see YOUR sexy wiggle as YOU go walking by, in YOUR Silky naked skin so fair
 I see YOUR smiling Rosa lips :  Hypnotized by YOUR beckoning Green Eyes.
My Heartbeats’ every second, is Dedicated to YOU : You dry the Tears of “CRIES”
 I know I should have written sooner,but the language of  “GLORY “ I do not Know
 I was afraid that the earthly words for Happiness and LOVE : to GOD I could not 
Show
Many years I’ve asked myself What did our Heavenly Father say 
about “WOODSTOCK”
YOUR Greeneyed Soul is with HIM: When I get to “PEARLY GATE” I do not see a 
lock
Thank YOU GOD: what a Hell it would be,  I could never see My Heartbeat, My  
LOVE
LENORE== Never again hear HER POETRY, never again know HER sweet LOVE
I shall write again :(SOON : to YOU in Heaven) to me forever long, August 25 at 
noon
                                                 OUR ANNIVERSARY
           With every Heartbeat, Every Breath of Life, waiting to be with YOU again
                  "Nubbies"  LOVE FOREVER and ETERNITY YOUR Husband
                                                   Harry  D.Johnson                                                                 
               In LOVING MEMORY of  LENORE ELLEN ADAMS JOHNSON
                                      November 4 , 1951--- August 25 , 1971
                                   Dedicated to My Mentor: CAROL BROWN 
                                   Dedicated to  My POETIC LOVE: Jill Martin
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Hello Heaven, How Are You Angel

HELLO HEAVEN, HOW ARE YOU ANGEL

Princess Diana is dead!
What, have you heard, is it true,
How can it be, such a dread.
Yes, it’s true, put on your TV,
And you will see!
She died in a crash in Paris,
In the early morn,
Now we must all mourn,
The 31st August 1997,
Diana the goddess of hunting,
Hunted and mowed down under a
Bridge in a battered up car,
Is now an angel in Heaven.
Diana died in her prime, she generated
Magic where ever she went,
Or was sent!
Her two adorable heartbroken boys,
Follow their mother’s coffin
On a walk of sorrow,
For them a troubled tomorrow!
An envelope on the coffin which simply
Said “mummy” from her son Harry
Had the world in tears,
Their worst fears,
Being how would these boys 
Grow up without their mom,
She wouldn’t be there for
Their School leaving prom!
But look at them both, 
Such charming elegant Princes,
With beautiful wives,
Kate and Meghan
These four young people’s matchmaker,
Was in Heaven!
The two girls would definitely
Have been Diana’s choice, 
For her two boys!
Kate a whirlwind romance, with William,
Britain’s future King,
And Meghan, the beautiful American
Actress presented with Diana’s
Sapphire ring,
Which brought, hope to the world
As international flags furled
And uncurled!
These four have flourished and 
Will shortly be eight,
The world seems to have joined hands,
And have become royalist fans,
As a monarchy rather stern
In the past,
Has now became a monarchy,
So in contrast to the past, and
Accepted by the vast!

As Diane looks down with
Electric blue eyes,
And everyday spies
The loves of her life, 
Diana their guardian angel,
Their ever faithful,
Charles remains a loving father,
Grandfather, and mentor,
To both families 
More and more!
Form: Rhyme

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