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Where have they gone, they who, said they loved you
like their own Mother?
Jealousy dissolved that bond, like green fatal poison,
none other.
They took your heart from you, and stabbed you deep.
You must forgive each, because you only belong to God's
divine keep!
Do not, on mortal man, give all your soul.
The thief will sneak in, disguised as the sweetest
jelly roll.
We outlived them.well and so terribly strong!
Whilst they muck about, looking for parental
aporoval from an uncaring thriong.
9/20/2021
Betty and Johnny, who were seven and eight,
lived close to the zoo, very near the front gate.
They visited often, with their mom and their dad,
and always told Gran about the fun that they had.
One day as the wind blew through the Crumpledink trees'
tickling the crinkly bright yellow leaves.
Johnny and Betty decided to play,
out on the porch, where they'd stay there all day.
They opened the door, but to their surprise,
a blue fuzzy creature, smallish in size,
jumped up from the chair and stretched out his hand.
"Pleased to meet you my friend," his words rather bland.
"Who are you?" said Betty with a sheepish grin
as she held out her hand and his fur touched her skin.
"I am what I am, and my name is that too,
I'm a Grrreeble," he said, "and I live at the zoo."
"Then what are you doing here at our house?"
asked Johnny, his voice squeaked like a mouse.
"I saw you at the zoo in the star gazing dome.
You seemed so nice, I followed you home."
"But you can't stay here," Johnny croaked like a frog, "So,
back to the zoo, to the zoo you must go!"
Betty looked at the Grrreeble and said, "This may be hard..,
You know mom said we can't leave the yard."
But Betty, Oh Betty, what will we do,
How will we get Grrreeble, back to the zoo?
The Grrreeble just sat, head in his hands
"Johnny, I think that you don't understand."
Then he said, "I don't wish to go back to the zoo,
I like it here, I'll stay here with you."
Betty looked at Johnny and giggled with glee,
"Can we keep him? I want him to stay here with me."
"No", Johnny said, "No we can't, no, No, NO!
as soon as he can, to the zoo he must go!"
Johnny looked at the Grrreeble and said with a sigh,
"We really do like you, but we must say goodbye."
So they played for a little
games like frosty fooks frittle
with bright red hats and dressum up clothes
and loud frustal whistles, you blow through your nose.
Then later that morning after eating their brunch
they made him a sandwich, dinklebutter and jelly, to take for his lunch,
and turning away Grrreeble said, with tears in his eyes,
"Thanks, it's been fun, to play with you guys."
Now often they visit their friend at the zoo
with a dinklebutter sandwich, they hope you'll come too.
9/17/2015
A TRUE STORY.....(honest engine!!) This is fine country living !!
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T'was the night after New Years, and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings and tree stored away with a sigh
Finished the last drop of eggnog, and the last piece of pie
Ma in her kerchief, and Pa in his cap
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap
When the phone by the bedside made OH! Such a clatter!!
That I woke in a daze, to see what was the matter!
Neighbor Dan on the phone....he needed some help!
I laughed when he told me, in spite of myself!
A cow's in his pool....so chubby and plump!!
He needed strong arms to help haul out that big rump!!
Rushing over,...to my wondering eyes should appear
There's Old Bessie in water right up to her ears!
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof,
Old Bessie was frightened....she had made a big goof!!
Friends ran to the rescue, and went straight to work...
Taking care that poor Bessie wouldn't get hurt.
They put heads together and laid out a plan,
Tied ropes 'round Old Bessie as fast as they can.
Then hooked to Dan's truck, and gave him a whistle
And up came Old Bessie like the down of a thistle!!
She shook from the cold like a bowlful of jelly,
So they patted and prodded, till she rolled on her belly.
Then off ran the cow, with relief and so merry,
Her cheeks a bit frozen, her nose like a cherry!
We were offered hot chocolate to warm up again,
Four o'clock in the morning, and was time to turn in!
Our neighbor called out, as we got out of sight
"Happy New Year and Thank You! And to all a good night!!"
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See?? Country living isn't as boring as people might think!
My eye produced a floater
And although it felt quite weird,
It wasn’t quite as dangerous
As I, at first, had feared.
The vitreous inside the eye
(A jelly-seeming goop)
Becomes, as we grow older,
Less like Jello, more like soup.
Then little teeny fibers
Clump together in your eye,
Casting shadows on the retina
As they go drifting by.
A floater’s shape can vary
So it’s no surprise that mine
Resembled, like a pencil stroke,
A skinny curvy line.
It danced across my vision
From the left side to the right,
Interfering with my reading
And imbuing me with fright.
Though the doctor called it normal,
For it happens as we age,
I don’t need a new reminder
That I’m at that later stage.
I don't choose to watch the news
When it's read on the telly
Mostly bad, sometimes sad
It turns my legs to jelly
Has the world gone to "pot"?
Is there no consolation
Do we expect too much
From an un-united nation
Loss of respect
And care for each other
Gone is the shoulder to shoulder
Brother to brother
Too much me, too little us
Every little hiccup
Causes consternation and fuss
Writing this verse
Has given food for thought
Sometimes the news
Happiness has brought
It's amazing how time
Makes it possible to think
This poem has been penned
As our TV
IS ON THE BLINK!
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
i
when the sun is erotic
and the moon lyric
the winds turn tempestuous
in the orbit of love
legs slide by calls of nature
ii
you and I alive
in cold winter night feeling
warmth of your body
through erect nipples
after days of abstinence
iii
before the foamy
water could sting her vulva
a jelly fish passed
through the crotch making her shy—
the sea whispered a new song
iv
swirling spiral
of her skirt spills tides of dream
and memory:
I breathe fire in the dance
forgetting bends and twists
v
when I wanted to change
seats my friend said she can
only if the door’s locked
the light out and her mom
in another city
vi
when I have no home
I seek refuge in the cage
of your heart and close
my eyes to see with your nipples
the tree that cared to save from sun
vii
the smile you weave splits
the sun I lose my direction
in clouds that cover
the banks darkening the white
of the lake moon kissed
(From: my collection of poems Sense and Silence: Collected Poems
(Jaipur: Yking Books, 2010, pp. 200-201)
viii
love’s spirit descends
and melds into her body
lending it new life:
I’m amazed how the unknown
becomes one with her beauty
4/3/2025
No, it was not a dream at all….
I was with George Chakiris by my personal request.
No,I was not in with crazed teeny boppers in a hall.
It was just George and I, from whom, I chose to learn from the best!
I wish I could tell you how many times I saw,” West Side Story.”
That night , we met, he was performing in Chicago at Mr. Kelly’s!
He is far better looking, performing in person,’ tis his glory..
I was doing stand-up comedy then, and asking for a personal input!
My entire being shook as jelly.
The manager whispered “it’s time for your meeting with Mr. Chakiris now!”
I did not what to do, I thought perhaps it was time to bend my knee and genuflect.!
The manager took me to his room, he was so very tall, I breathed holy cow!
I almost fainted,when he came right into my face, was I fascinated by my bodysuit. That said France on the left side..
George asked me how can I help you and I told him, “ to improve my stage
presence.”
I never experienced such an ‘electric-blue’sensuosity.
It was as though,I were with a god from Olympus.
Whence came his beauteous, hypmotic soul’s electricity?
His gift lives on ……and shines forever in me!
Lesson..”A beautiful life is created, by you being you!” By Pangie Romios
Today I had a jelly apple –
What a special treat!
My husband bought it just for me
‘Cause he is very sweet.
Atop the jelly, coconut
Was sprinkled, extra nice,
Although the jelly by itself
Would certainly suffice.
The coating on these store-bought types
Is gooey and real soft.
As kids, we would have tasted them
And laughed or even scoffed.
For in my youth, the jelly apple,
Sold in outdoor stands,
Would crackle when you took a bite
(To dentists’ reprimands).
Yet nowadays, I am content
To take what I can get
And my teeth are probably relieved;
My dentist need not fret!
It’s Jubilee tea at my auntie’s care home
Aunt Phyllis’s hair could do with a comb
But she doesn’t mind and puts on her hat
The queen won’t be there’s no need to flap
The table is laden with all sorts of food
Ada burps loudly she’s so blinking rude
The cucumber sandwich crusts are cut off
My hair won’t stay curly I hear Mable scoff!
Gerald’s secreted cream scones on his lap
I’d not touch them now he’s a dirty old chap
There’s a heated debate is it scone or scon
I do not comment as they have all gone!
Old Edgar demands jelly and ice cream
It’s not on the menu he begins to scream
So he gets everyone to bang their tea cups
They’re acting like kids and not like grown ups
Along comes the matron she says ‘Dearie me,
You are spoiling our Platinum jubilee tea’
Edgar gives her some lip - he’s adept at verbals
He shout’s ‘Matron you just remind me of Goebbels’
Matron is livid, she turns puce in the face
Edgar’s sent to his room, as he’s in disgrace
He is reprimanded for causing such a scene
At the jubilee party for our wonderful Queen.
06/02/22