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Premium Member Recalling My Son's Graduation

With your diploma in hand, you stand smiling,

one of one-hundred-thirty-four graduates of law

from Willamette’s Class of 2009

to walk across that stage.


I give a cheer.

Your father, crouched near the front,

is ready with the camera

to capture this moment we have all awaited.


It’s a moment of happiness

for you to recall with satisfaction.

For me, your dad, sister and nephew, here among the throng,

it’s a time of great honor we’ll remember with pride.


Your pathway to this moment has been arduous and long.

We know how you have struggled.

We know what you have lost.

But also, we know what you have won. . .


May you go forth into this world with that same spirit

that won for you, with much hard work, this prize.

May you always be honest, just, and strong. . .

and may all the dreams you’ve dreamed at last be yours.

(currently Jeremy is married with three kids and is serving as an assistant DA
in Oregon. If he can stay with public service three more years, all that money borrowed for law school will be forgiven debt! Fingers crossed!!)

Oct. 18, 2017 For the Parenthood Contest of Silent One
son


'bound For Mental Institutions'

Silk & Diamond, Kanye West,
Marcellus Wiley, Isiah Thomas,
Jason Whitlock, R C Maxwell,
Angela Staton King, Umar Johnson,
Paris Dennard, Darrell Scott,
Ben Carson, F Lee Francis,
Tammy Bruce, Mark Levin,
Jeremy Hunt, Charrise Lane,
Carol Swain, Felecia Killings,
Ben Shapiro, Tyrus,
Adam Carolla,
Kat Timpf, Winsome Sears,
Jennifer Ruth Green, David Webb,
Rob Smith, C J Jordan,
Bob Johnson, Vernon Jones,
Herschel Walker, Robert Maxwell,
Byron Donalds, Melik Abdul,
Paula White, Thomas Rodgers,
Raymond Jackson, Lawrence Jones,
Janelle King, Jessica Millan Patterson,
Jesse Lee Peterson, Karen Lake,
Randy Quaid and Jeff Sessions.

A Tv Star

A TV star



He wanted to be a star on TV
He wanted his face to be seen
He knew it would be quite a challenge,
but he yearned to be living the dream.

The programme in question was not in dispute
He'd planned it for quite a long while
He'd start at the bottom and work his way up
by spending a morning on Jeremy Kyle.

The first thing to do was to get a tattoo
He'd planned it, it wasn't on speck
He'd soon learn to live with an arm that was blue
and 'Mother' scrawled over his neck.

The next thing to get was a girlfriend
He found him a beauty worth kissing
Between them their teeth were a dentist's delight
One black, one white, one missing.

They sat on the stage and went into a rage
the audience hurling abuse
the pair of them both started fighting
but then they had nothing to lose.

They caused so much trouble on stage
he asked them to leave by the back
but audience members were waiting
preparing to make an attack.

No way could they hide from the people outside
determined to point out their sins.
The crowd started throwing tomatoes,
unfortunately still in their tins.

But he was quite happy, he'd managed his goal
His fifteen minutes of fame
Celebrity Big Brother was waiting
They'd always remember his name.
Form:

I Beg of Thee Labour

Jeremy Corbyn plots his agenda,
anti-monarch, a Royal ending.

He's only out to change the political system,
a possible route is through a second referendum,
as a second vote undoubtedly means the system doesn't work,
and he'll have a valid point in that the system needs a twerk.

So in our generations most pivotal moment,
when unity is never more important,
when politicians are needed to serve the public,
Corbyn's main priority's to create his dream Republic. 

Harming us all, neglecting responsibility in a BREXIT solution,
creating more uncertainty, with hopes of it leading to revolution.

I condemn this man only out to cause disruption, 
a second referendum is his traitorous suggestion, 
take note, this is an act of political corruption,
not serving public needs or preserving our future,
out to please personal want, abusing his stature.

Proving he is only in politics, not for the people, but, for himself.
I beg of thee Labour, find a new party leader in someone else.
© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Red and Trueblue Family--2

My dear Siblings,

I voted for Hillary. 
I would have preferred Bernie, 
but she agreed to much of his platform-especially universal health care and education and seemed to be cognizant of environmental/climate change issues and bonus--she's a woman!

How I feel now? I am still haunted by the sound of my millennial son as he stood in the shower the morning after the election, 
sobbing, 
grief stricken, 
mourning the loss of freedom and safety for many of his friends of different races, 
nationalities, 
sexual identities 
and religions. 
I am both immensely proud of him and fear for him 
when I remember him coming out of the bathroom after that gut wrenching and utterly hopeless outpouring of tears. 
He wore the look of a young man going off to war 
and declared his allegiance and his personal protection to all those now named targets of hatred.

I'm not sure that I would have the courage to be a millennial now.
 
I recently watched about 20 snapping turtle hatchlings emerge, one by one, from a small hole in the sand bank above the pond and embark on a hilarious topsy-turvey tumble down the embankment and disappear into the dark stillness under the lush green vegetation of the shallow water. 

Along the way some of them appeared to die. 
At one point, the lifeless forms were starting to pile up near the exit hole of the nest and I feared for those still waiting for their turn to feel the sunlight on their faces. 

What amazed me was to see how these little creatures responded to each other. 
One would walk right over the top or lightly brush up against the side of an apparently dead sibling 
and suddenly they were moving along together. 
I imagined one saying to the other, 
"Come on. You can do it. Don't stop now." 
or maybe "I'll race you", 
like I used to say to Jeremy when I wanted him to move faster. 

I was relieved and very satisfied when the last one slipped into the pond; 
a proud midwife.

I can only hope that the extreme disregard for the Earth and all  her creatures, 
including human beings, 
that is spewing out of our political system and corporations 
will incite all of us to a new way of being; 
to getting everybody to the pond.

Lovingly,
Kerry


Premium Member The Pride of Santa Monica, California

Robert Cabot Sherman, Jr. was an All-American boy.
To his parents, Robert Cabot Sr. and Juanita, he was their great joy.
Gifted with acting skills and a great voice, his career went far.
In no time at all, California's native son became a star.
On television in "Here Come the Brides", he played "Jeremy"
This role cemented his tremendous popularity.

His first recording of "Little Woman" soared up the charts.
Bobby won uncountable teenage girls' hearts.
His burgeoning popularity was totally unquestionable.
Other hits that followed made him a big teen idol.
With all the attention he was getting, there was some strife.
Bobby decided to back away to a quieter life.
Yes, Bobby certainly accomplished much in his day.
At the age of eighty-one, he silently passed away.

Bobby Sherman
(1943-2025)

I thank Wikipedia,org online encyclopedia for information I obtained to write this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member 'linsanity'

They've thrown down the gauntlet
The Asians have a golf 'major' now won
Hideki Matsuyama, Masters Tournament Champion
The first from the Land of the Rising Sun

Ms. Naomi Osaki has won Tennis' Grand Slam
Mr. Shohei Otani could be the next Babe Ruth for glam
Mr. Yu Darvish was the hottest pitcher in the NL last year
Ichiro Suzuki garnered over 3,000 MLB hits as Japanese fans cheered

And I predict that there lurks a Chinese missile
Whose shooting touch is that of an accurate pistol
He's ready for the NBA to welcome him back in
A Harvard grad, no less, by the name of Jeremy Lin

As the world now sees China as America's #1 superpower rival
So is the world of sports witnessing an awesome Asian revival
Form: Couplet

Donald Trump: the Clorox Couplets

Not-So-Heroic Couplets
by Donald Trump
care of Michael R. Burch 

To outfox the pox: 
kill yourself first, with Clorox!

And since death is the goal, 
mainline Lysol! 

No vaccine?
Just chug Mr. Clean!

Is a cure out of reach?
Fumigate your lungs, with bleach!

To immunize your thorax,
destroy it with Borax!

To immunize your bride,
drown her in Opti-cide! 

To end all future gridlocks, 
gargle with Vaprox! 

Now, quick, down the Drain-o 
with old Insane-o NoBrain-o!



Trump’s real goals are obvious
and yet millions of Americans remain oblivious.
—Michael R. Burch 



Less Heroic Couplets: Just Desserts
by Michael R. Burch

“The West Antarctic ice sheet
might not need a huge nudge
to budge.”

And if it does budge,
denialist fudge
may force us to trudge
neck-deep in sludge!

NOTE: The first stanza is a quote by paleoclimatologist Jeremy Shakun in Science magazine.



Less Heroic Couplets: Miss Bliss
by Michael R. Burch

Domestic “bliss”?
Best to swing and miss!



Less Heroic Couplets: Then and Now
by Michael R. Burch

BEFORE: Thanks to Brexit, our lives will be plush! ...
AFTER: Crap, we’re going broke! What the hell is the rush?



Less Heroic Couplets: Dear Pleader
by Michael R. Burch

Is our Dear Pleader, as he claims, heroic?
I prefer my presidents a bit more stoic.



Less Heroic Couplets: Less than Impressed
by Michael R. Burch

for T. M., regarding certain dispensers of lukewarm air

Their volume’s impressive, it’s true ...
but somehow it all seems “much ado.”



Less Heroic Couplets: Poetry I
by Michael R. Burch

Poetry is the heart’s caged rhythm,
the soul’s frantic tappings at the panes of mortality.



Less Heroic Couplets: Poetry II
by Michael R. Burch

Poetry is the trapped soul’s frantic tappings
at the panes of mortality.



Less Heroic Couplets: Seesaw
by Michael R. Burch

A poem is the mind teetering between fact and fiction,
momentarily elevated.



Less Heroic Couplets: Passions
by Michael R. Burch

Passions are the heart’s qualms,
the soul’s squalls, the brain’s storms.



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Premium Member What Is a Poem

What is a poem if not a song
 Just add the melody 
 And sing along

 What is a poem if not a dance
 Gliding across the page
 with moves to enchant

 What is a poem if not a rose
 as words bring it to bloom
 in sweet repose

 What is a poem if not a butterfly
 fluttering of the page
 and up to the sky!
  Joseph May
                 
 What is a poem but a caring letter
 Sending love and advice
 To make you feel better
          Judy Ball

 What is a poem if not a flower
   Beautiful blossoms 
 Climb cerebral bowers
       Daniel Turner

 What is a poem, if not life
  So much emotion
 To stamp out worldly strife
        Harry Horsman

 What is a poem if not a word
   Within words, singing
     images unheard
        Darren White

 What is a poem if not a rainbow
        Adding many colors
      That leaves a glow
         Alexis Y.

 
 What is a poem, if not a voice of expression 
      many thoughts expressed, 
           in so few lines 
            Jeremy Smith 
  
 

 *If you wish to add to this poem, I will add it with your name.
 three lines, start with what is a poem.
© Joseph May  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member P S It's Poetry Write On Write On Congrats To My Fellow Poetry Soupers Part 10

P S ITS POETRY WRITE ON WRITE ON CONGRATS TO MY FELLOW POETRY SOUPERS PART 10
 Many thanks to you selected poets;
 Of sharing your whispers from God, tho you didn’t know it;
 Each letters and each word; Reads so very dear and well; Joys of your souls cheers; Covenants of choice, reading your voice; Blessing peace be still; Please keep writing your skills; Rhyming verses blessings of course it’s… P.S. Congrats and thank-U my fellow Soupers


•	Igor Goldkind                              448
•	Ilene Bauer                                 197, 264
•	Ingrid Lehman                            158
•	Irma Hole                                     50, 6
•	Ivina Michelle                             418
•	J.D. Cromwell                             204
•	James E. Tate                             460
•	James Edward Allen                                   344, 433, 437
•	James Fraser                              28, 30, 73
•	James Study                               280, 337
•	Jane Humphries                        310
•	Janice Canerdy                          137, 259
•	Janice Thompson                      382, 404, 404
•	Janine Lever                               237, 350, 441
•	Janis Medders Thompson        190, 308
•	JC Brul                                         150, 55
•	Jeanine Marie Cronin               273, 274
•	Jeanne McGee                           148, 251, 255
•	Jeanni Thrasher                         315
•	Jeannie Flinn Furlong               351, 375, 452
•	Jeff W. Watson                           346, 388
•	Jenish Somadas                        202, 226, 66
•	Jennifer Cahill                            295, 363
•	Jennifer Proxenos                     31, 67, 70
•	Jennifer Soeder                         305
•	Jeremy Proehl                            298, 39, 459



12/13/20 
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©

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