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Premium Member Wide Awake Now

My impetuous pirate self-jumps up to play
I snarl and yell at her to just go away
She laughs as I hide my hazel eyes from her sight
Her faerie soul knows my heart with all of her might

I try to re-capture my delicious dream so dear
But she settles on my stomach and giggles in my ear
I guess we are writing poetry, I say, with a laugh
She shakes her head, and snorts prettily like a giraffe

Wide awake now with nothing pressing or imperative to do
I jump out of bed and make a swift and sure race to the loo
My pirate heart laughs at my frowny face in the mirror
Glad she has have gotten up, my imagination in gear
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member The Unsung Friend

They always stop and look at me
Cameras often click my way.
They often gossip by this Tree
And they have a lot to say!
At times, they bask inside my shade.
They hug me just for fun.
The Tree, "the unsung friend" they've made
And I get to be part of their fun.

For instance, when playing hide and seek
They freeze behind me out of sight.
It makes me laugh when they take a peak
And jump out at their friends to fright.
Some consider me a masterpiece
As I feature in their art.
When they're near to me they feel my peace.
Now isn't that quite smart?

I have outlived many souls
Who used to greet me everyday.
Human love helps nature to feel whole,
What more can I say?
This is me. I am the Tree
And until my own time ends,
I'll be your joyous company
Your Tree, your "unsung friend".

Premium Member Crannies In Time

Crannies in Time 

Resting beneath a pile of silken scarves and soft kid gloves -
Hatboxes filled with old tweed caps, cuff links bearing long lost crests,  
A leather box – a jewelry case – opened to reveal a ballerina’s spinning grace, 
To release a mania of memories, popping up like popcorn, as if they waited
To jump out - surprise conspiring to astonish eyes of wonder; 
Travelers in time, arms of welcome pointing to a portal for hearts returning
With startled souls among the murals painted on their walls in time indelible,
Revisit wrinkles in eternity where moments recline - 
Retell events re-formed by memories cast in sterling,
Linked by silver circles showcasing milestones days, precocious pets,
Musicals with wishing wells, a lovers vow, frayed dancing shoes,
Milestone birthdays, skis for winter, umbrellas for a city clothed in rain, 
Side by side with souvenirs, states with nicknames stamped on their backsides
Collections, a crowded patch of rambling flowers scampering up a garden wall 
Poking through the tiny crannies left by minutes flying by in streamers flowing, 
Daylight merging into starlight - midnight gliding past each dawn -
Captivating charms guarding sacred spaces where treasures abide 
Now seen through cracks in time, amid the winds with hands of ice,
Hearts welcomed back to reflect in sanctuaries warm
With new eyes that once searched for ghosts of meaning –
Specters - understanding - come in focus.

Premium Member Phantasmagoria

No matter what bad stuff is going on around us
You have made my world a blessing
Nothing seems to have the same meaning anymore
All I see are images of us caressing

You can call me a fool, you can call me a dreamer
You're the reason for my euphoria
You've turned this whole world of mine upside down
It's just simply phantasmagoria

Without a thought it started out quite innocently
But quickly turned into a dream
We never knew what each new day had in store
That day my life picked up steam

So I thank you my dearest adorable ladybug
For breathing new life into me
Have a new reason to jump out of bed each day
I'm filled to the top with glee!

There's only one reason, it's you sweetie pie
My life's now a heavenly blue
Since you and I met all those many years ago
It's you my sweetie, only you!

© Jack Ellison 2014
Form: Quatrain

Love Lost It's Value

Wait, or not it is only going to bring us tragedy or happiness
Gentle yes is wisdom's way to say please listen i cry out this one man is one for you
When u Was struggling with the spirit of loneliness he lifted away and brushed it off you
He showered you with love but never mentioned much about the word
Foolish men they say love is this love is that just to flatter you
But now visualize an ice burg hear the ice crack
Its breaking their words now I give love its life back
Crushed diamonds jump out these lines here
They blow up because they ate bombs coming out in lightyears
Love no dirty  words at all have no itching ears for it is lust disguised there
Sure I come just in time like i who am i I be damned no man has ever decided 
so I had job God gave me an assignment
Look at the title Love Is.... what? Love is a Palace. I was like okay go ahead and try me copy my style duplicate me if you think you can outbox me. I'm like damn this is inspiring I have the greatest love for the pilot of a fighter plane. So just sit there and take it I change guns and you become the target of my Missels. I open bottom door drop out an atomic bomb. Call the president up and say sir its my pleasure to tell you" press the red button"
Now here comes the nuclear missel
Oh my God I just killed us all.
Now ain't Love a touchy subject.
Form: Rhyme


Moving Forward

Moving forward is what I do one step at a time 
With the mountains in site 
Just ahead of me 

Fearless like a lion 
Is how I feel 
As I take one step forward
Each and ever day 

Moving forward is what I do 
As action has me climbing the stairs 
From morning till night
As soon as I jump out of bed 

Moving forward is what I do 
As I work towards climbing the ladder
With all my heart
 
Moving forward is what I do 
Each and every day 
As I see my desires and dreams 
Right in front of me 

And moving forward 
Is what I will continue to do each and every day 
With my guardian angel by my side

Premium Member The Words Are Swirling Today

The words are swirling today. They are gleeful and happy and kind-feeling.
I am lying in a little stupor after taking a sleeping pill that knocked me out for ten hours.
And I am watching the words whirling and curling and floating ever so gently in a cloud formation,
Not so high that I cannot reach them, for I can.  I smile at them, knowing they can be used for fun.
They can cajole,
They can tease,
They can delight,
They can irritate,
They can play,
They can exude serious,
They can teach, torment, and terrify.
Words, glorious words, in the hands of writers, poets, singers, and dreamers.
Wow!
How wonderful, thrilling, and toe-curling!
I stretch my toes, my feet, get a charley horse.
Ow! Ow! Ow!
Jump out of bed, make myself a fat, happy, roast beef sandwich, snag a bag of chips and an ice tea.
Run outside to feed Shark, the cat, who lives out there in a cozy, covered, hot-platted igloo,
And sit down at this typewriter.
Where to start?
How about now!

The Grinch of Halloween

Descending October days buzzed on caffeine
My house transforms into a living scene
Walking past you’ll see it’s quite obscene
Ghostly silhouettes dance beside the evergreen
From the roof swings a broken doll figurine
A creepy lonesome head lay just below a guillotine
Zombie moans, hanging guts and sagging spleen
From the darkness jump out ghouls unforeseen
Bloody vampire waiting for his next cuisine
A familiar cannibal has an appetizer of fava bean
Of gloom and doom I’m the local fright queen
Full of fervour and dread the kids will convene
Dressed as batman and squid game and wolverine
Ever keen for a scare, from tot to tween
Eyes a-twinkle in a trick or treat rush of dopamine
A haunted “Open soon” sign flashes citrine
But the treat of this trick, it is a smoke screen
Is wickedness a hereditary gene?
My heart did not shrink or grow, nor am I green
Yet I remain all hallows Grinch, the meanest of mean
Because the best part of this festive routine
Is I take it all down, the day before Halloween

MWA HA HA HA HA HA HA !!!!

October 25, 2022
Halloween Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emile Pinet
Form: Monorhyme

Fatima - a Story of Courage Edited

Fatima my best friend was a women of grit and courage
trekking and mountaineering were her hobbies 
she was exact opposite of me

One late evening back from work she was left alone in bus 
there were four male passengers besides her 
all four of them together tried to assault her 
she fought bravely with all strength she could muster 
pushed three of them out of the bus 
and somehow managed to jump out
Broken leg full of pain she still caught an auto and came back home
First to doctor, then to police station
She refused to rest

At the court room  she asked for the convicts to be brought in front of her
Looking at their eyes she recounted all that happened shamelessly
Then she looked at judge and roared like a lioness 
How can anybody prove attempt to rape tell me?
Is it not unfair to ask a rape victim to testify she was assaulted?
How can court expect her to remember it all when she was busy fighting for her life?
I have no evidence except my broken legs and pain and anguish

She fell down unconscious
.
Case was judged in her favour.
She was a strong women indeed

Made You Look

well it's 2026
and Boogie jam Bowgo
is in the mix
rap out towgo and bluey jam bustsas
flankin on Chicco's
and the Drab Muthacluccias
beggin on beanie
she aint smiling
her freind Chick-willa
my fast fone dialin
backbitting hussy
she down with what ever
switching in those denien cutties
she down foo whatever

my wifes working
and en-route to the es
got a can of corn
and flowere for the trickest
chilvery aint dead
at the hardware store
pick-up Doll-Swiggy
for his giggy dooly chore
he gone sit in Miss tussies 
live-in room
I am in the bedroom
paw pumpin
Mr. Hardwork's wife
Ms. Callsoon
diggy diggy sum o letty
me loosen that bra
great big titties
bigest I ever saw
she like suckin
so I'm eagerness
in my green draws
and my silver satin vest
she on richard
and me
What a delight
then the door open
and he said 
" not my wife"
I jump out the window
in my green draws
headed to the car
and guess what I saw
Bill moniter delly
and the Eagle Brit Scoop
gather up word
for her gossip cout
she saw my$@!P
while I am closing the door
something
that I saw she can't ignore
gonna hear that tommorrow
in those gossip circles
grabbed the pants in the back
lucky they were matching
purple
Form: Ballad

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