Long Hite Poems

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Premium Member Marshmallow Clouds

Masses of creamy clouds give me pause, in sweetest summer,
as they drift away like honey dreams, in lazy days of slumber.
Radiant, world class travelers, changing colors like sun jewels,
sharing secrets, like winking stars, in mystic, creeping rituals.
Here today, gone tomorrow, like pink dragonfly, gilded by sun.
Maybe faces will soon be imagined, in forms, so like gold, spun.
Always they seem very near, from green mountaintop so lofty,
letting one have a glimpse of heaven, while enjoying a coffee.
Lavender and lace is oft seen at even, floating off to nowhere,
or perhaps to rest in mysterious, gemmed bedrooms in the air.
White, cotton candy afternoon cloud, very puffy, is such a softy!

Caramel clouds of chocolate sunrise, awaiting a turquoise hour,
looming over burnt earth forever, dancing with colored flowers!
Oppressive at times, when angry, yet making up with rainbows,
utterly beautiful, silvery and rosy, like crescent moon, up close.
Directionless, like rambling, mauve rose, blind to joy she elicits.
So often racy, an adventurous spirit, she douses gold narcissus.
Form: Acrostic


Premium Member Jewelry

“Your jewelry introduces you before you speak.” – Madison Gem

Jade, pearls, and gemstones and pure gold wedding bands
Enhancements that we wear on our ears, arms, chest and hands!
White gold, sterling silver, and some copper too;
Emeralds, diamonds, rubies, sapphires and topaz sparkling blue;
Love knots, pendants, bracelets, beads, necklaces, plain chains!
Rings for ears or fingers and toe rings for the feet;
Yes, lovely adornments make our outfits more complete.

March 6, 2023
For Writing Challenge - ''J'' Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Flowers and Champagne

Fragile Fabulous Finessed Fragrance
Luxurious Lavish Lasting Loveliness
Overwhelming Optimistic Overture
White Wintry Whimsical Whisper 
Elusive Enamored Enchantment
Relentless Romantic Rhythmic Reverie
Stunning Sentimental Sensuous Seduction

Absolute Adorable Addiction
November Nightfall Nurtured Nuances
Delectable Divine Daydreams

Captivating Cherished Celebration
Heavenly Harmonious Happiness
Amorous Ambient Authenticity
Magnificent Mystifying Magnetism
Paradisiac Poetic Playfulness
Alluring Adventure Aficionado
Guileless Gregarious Godliness
Notable Nuptial Newsworthiness
Exquisite Ecstatic Exuberance



AP: 3rd place 2022
Form: Acrostic

Premium Member The Final Toast

At dawn on April 8, 1942, 16 B-25's flew from the USS Hornet's deck.
Eighty brave men led by Lt Colonel Doolittle began their historic trek.
A boost in national morale was sorely needed for the war-weary nation,
And these young men, volunteers all, knew Tokyo was their destination!

Damage was slight, but for other valiant deeds, they surely paved the way.
Heroes were made that day, some died, but most lived to fly another day.
They were lauded by the nation and each awarded a well-deserved decoration!
He felt he'd failed, but Doolittle was given the Medal of Honor in appreciation!

After the war, the survivors met periodically and established a great tradition.
Eighty silver goblets were made, one for each man for his proper recognition.
At their reunions, toasts were made to those who had made that final flight.
Their goblets were then turned upside down to commemorate each noble knight!

Alas, as of November 2013, only four survivors remain from that courageous crew:

                                       Lt Colonel Richard E. Cole
                                       Lt Colonel Robert L. Hite
                                       Lt Colonel Edward J. Saylor
                                       SSGT David J. Thatcher

Old men now, they felt they should make that final toast since they are now so few.
They'll raise their goblets on November 9, 2013, a tradition with a pensive ending.
Who, I sadly muse, among those four gallant heroes, will be the last man standing?

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved

I was honored during my Air Force career to have at one time as my commander, Colonel 
Herbert Macia, a Doolittle Raider and navigator on plane No. 40-2297.
Form: Rhyme

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