Long Kick it Poems
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Every room in Scotland,
Whether inn or a hotel,
Had a comforter upon the bed
To serve most people well.
It was always white and fluffy,
Meant for coziness, I guess,
And at first, when snuggled under it,
I liked it, I confess.
But I always woke up feeling
Way too warm and yanked it free.
Then I had no means of cover,
Which just doesn’t work for me.
So each night I fought that blanket,
Sometimes off and sometimes on,
Thinking if I’d had a top sheet,
All those problems would be gone.
Now I’m sleeping in my own bed,
Comfy underneath the sheet
And if I’m a little warm, I simply
Kick it off my feet.
We are made of stone
We are made of cold hard steel
Standing tall, indifferent to what I feel
Pretending not to cry
Deep within
There's pain
Head held up, breaking rain
Unbreakable, strong
In the dark
Alone
I rage of waves
Jefe, don't leave
Let me tell you I love you
Fight!
So we can kick it
Lets fire up the pit
Watching clouds roll by
Linger in Mexico
Mellow in her hills
The chivos chillan
Tus Arboles I hear them
Paper saturated in blue dye
I'll miss you Jefecito
To you belongs my longest bye
Le Echates ganas
Till the Gallo shouts the third alarm
Either life betrays us
Or it saves us, but let me not lie
Cause men do cry
Form:
Always following company policy
you set a good example and it showed
qualified at your level of incompetence
while rather than carry the can
you continued to kick it down the road
and I'll be the first to say I'm last in line
on the lower echelon boot-licking list
but please trust and do keep in mind
by me the cheeks of your behind
are not about to be bussed or kissed
I know at work I am junior-most man
on the promotion ladder totem pole
but on the whole you've surrounded yourself
with employees who are quite inferior
and tho' overall you may be the boss
no you are not my superior
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It came in torrents and it came like a down pour
drop by drop it filled the streets with water
Rivers of rain so heavy you can't see the floor
cars floating by a bridge devoid of squatters
A reminder of a time when Noah did adhere
with an arc full of animals, God's pioneer
As water chaos drew close what we feared
was a land that we could no longer steer
It came in sheets of wet, cascading down us all
inch by inch it jammed the streets, we watched
Some of us swam some of us began to crawl
as we watched the storm kick it up a notch
Recalling the events of the past I can only sigh
as Mother Nature weeps another raindrop falls
I am praying God sends us an arc without A I
we need a basin full of love, not Niagara Falls.
Do you get the picture?
Respectfully, I'm about to be disrespectful because my feelings are hurt, being treated like dirt, and stepped on for the last time
It's okay because I know how to turn dirt into soil and plant growth, flowers from the lessons learned
Your savagery won't be used for your advantage this time
On a heartbreak, heartache, heart attack tour but this time my soul cries happy tears
You can be sad and cry since your footstool has been removed
Respectfully, when you fall, I won't be there to pick you up, because I end up getting hurt too
When you reminisce about what you lost over my love letters, I hope you get a paper cut
That cuts deeper than you sliced me open
I opened up the home of my mind and you put your muddy shoes all over everything white
Now little dark footprints are creeping through my thoughts, and you get mad at my villain arc like it's not what you taught me
I'm sorry to everyone who feels the residual residue from my salty tears
But hey, everything tastes better with a little seasoning right
Respectfully, you can eat your heart out and kick rocks
Don't ask me to kick it anymore because you're lonely
Your independence is showing and everyone can see it's only pretending
Guess I'll give you credit for being such a great actor because you had me fooled
Or was I so broken you didn't see a person just a tool
Well, I'm exciting stage left, I'm not going to wait for you to walk out my life only to return two days later asking for a sequel
I would say goodbye forever but that would be too nice
There isn't anything good about your intentions
So, just bye forever
p.s. your fake smile has taught be how to laugh about the truth...
This is the year for you to shine
leave those damn troubles behind
show the world you're not done yet
let them place their losing bet
Find the strength and stand up tall
your time has come to have it all
Believe in yourself and shine that light
leave the doubt way out of sight
This is your year to just be you
quirky and fun, authentic and true.
This is it, this is your year
gallop ahead and have no fear
don't waste a minute of your precious time
this is it; it’s your time to shine
Dance like you’re dancing on the moon
Live like the sun is rising soon
Let this moment be very clear
Your time has come, so kick it in gear.
Life can be a struggle, but there's beauty in it too.
Think of the positive aspects, and you'll see that it is true.
We all have our downfalls, but we don't stay there forever.
Don't let anything or anyone keep you down. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever.
You have the strength within you, don't fill yourself with doubt.
It make take some time, but that's what building confidence is about.
You're in control of your own self, please keep that in mind.
Gather all those negative thoughts and kick it in the behind.
Once you do that, a new path will be in sight.
And once you stroll down it, you'll realize I'm right.
The time length of your ride shall remain unknown.
I suggest you use that time wisely, and not just sit there and groan.
Keep your head held high and be ecstatic of it all.
A positive mind set will get you through it, even when you fall.
I want to write a poem about starting the weekend right
Lol
Okay first of all you got to sleep in
That is a must
You would not feel like
you have a weekend if
you don’t at least sleep in
That is to tell your body to kick it
And let it fly to the wind
Second you got to shop
For the men I feel sorry for you
Because you don’t know
what you are missing
Well you can’t miss
something you don’t know
So that is okay
Third you got to
spend time outside
Do you feel like
You are going to get a sunburn?
Well it’s good for you
It’s your body’s
natural response to stressors
That will make you stronger
And look better
You want to get
those pale skins exposed
So you can blend in, haha
Fourth you got to do your errands
Got to do it my friend
It’s piling up on you
Waiting for the weekend
for you to attack it
If you don’t believe me
Those errands’ urgency will
come back and bite you
in a form of you
running out of
clothes to wear
Or fridge runs out of
your midnight snack
Oh yeah get your hair done, will ya?
And while you are at it, do something fun
Ahh you’ve been forgetting that part, haven’t you?
Let’s see now
What do you consider fun?
What I think is fun
maybe totally different than yours
So I’ll let you decide
But have fun while
You are doing all this
Actually have fun all year
Don’t wait till
the weekend to do it
You may not have
enough time
So get my drift
Okay start
You can go now
It’s officially Saturday
So yeyyy weekend time
Party time
Roll it baby!
I get on my bike and I pedal for hours
You'd think I'd be skinny by now
Ha! Not a chance my belly's still fat
I look like an over stuffed sow
Pants are so large they could sail a boat
As the mast on the big ocean blue
People are cruel and say “Hey there Tubby!”
“Better stay away from the stew!”
Try not to show how much it bothers me
Saying, “Your mother dresses you funny!”
But deep down inside I've lost all my pride
To be skinny I'd give lots of money
My scale says, “One at a time please!”
I kick it in anger 'cross the room
I've no one to blame for getting this way
It's the buckets of food I consume
So call me a fatty or call me a tub
But don't call be late for my chow
I'll soon get serious about losing this fat
But it's just not the time right now!
© Jack Ellison 2012
This was written before I went on a mission and lost 30 pounds!
Anxiety
There is a stress that is brought upon a person from a source not of his own making. Also, there is a different self-born/inflicted type, though unplanned, yet avoidable. Since becoming an adult and finishing college, I have been jobless at least four times. Each period of unemployment caused stress, discomfort, and some anxiety.
In the Spring of 1974, after resigning a position with a drug rehabilitation program, I had no idea what I would be doing next. I had been married less than two years, with a baby less than one year old. As I recall, the Lord being merciful to me, I was able to find employment in a relatively short period of time.
In the Fall of 1974, I quit my job as a baker and moved some 600 miles to another state. The move became a source of anxiety. Nevertheless, I began to grow as a person and a christian. I have heard it said, "Nothing ventured; Nothing gained." In my early years, it seems that I was programed to take giant leaps of faith; but currently, not so much. Rain usually comes with a storm; and roses are surrounded by thorns.
In Fall of 1978, yet again, I resigned a social program and moved to another state 2000 miles away. I have learned that adversity is good for me; and also that it is not good to drive while looking through the rear view mirror.
In 2003, the company for which I worked for 25 years went out of business. It was not easy starting over at 54 years of age in an economy recovering from the pain of "911". In my view, anxiety does not have to be a death warrant, nor does stress signal a terminal illness. On the contrary, they may well be a warning for us to 'kick it' into another gear.
02242017 PS Contest, Anxiety, Lewis Raynes