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Island of Fantasy

On my island of fantasy
with me I'd bring,
my birthday suit.
To swin in.

I would have plants
from my garden
to reset in soil
rich in minerals.

Like the film Piano
with mother and child.
I would have mine
to play on.

Speaking of children,
I would bring my girls.
To keep me company.
Share my paradise.

Would I need a man Friday?
Like Robinson Crusoe?
I don't think so.
Unless he cooks.

Oh yes....books.
All the ones I've been
meaning to read.
But never did.

Who needs water
when one has wine?
Best bring along
my favourite vine.

Last but not least.
Music for my soul.
Once I have all these.
Never miss home.


Premium Member Dinosaurs

DINOSAURS

Let me take out my thesaurus
And talk about them stinky dinosaurs

I have my own theory on the Mesozoic Era,
First I'll share my reason on the Continental Drift
Who's to blame for the disconnection of our jagged sierra?
It could've been the Jurassic reptiles that caused the world to split!

My favorite meat eater is the ferocious Allosaurus
Sharp claws- sharp teeth,
terrorizing all the dinos walking on all fours.
Sneaking up while they eat and gaze the veggie heath.
Striping away chunks & chunks of meat!!!
A prehistoric predator eating his way to the top.
Preying on other dinos as if they where all pork chop.

I also like the silly Velociraptors!
These carnivores gathered and hunt in packs.
Should I call these wanna be birds 'gangsters'?
Since they had each others backs!

I also like that funny looking pea brain Stegosaurus
Look how his tiny little head is attached to that gigantic body.
I bet that dino was the dumbest of all dinosaurs

Once again imagine an 80 foot long Diplodocus,
or, a 90 foot long  Apatosaurus- also known as the Brontosaurs.
Along with the largest known 45 foot tall Brachiosaurus.
Can you imagine a herd of these dinos over 40 feet tall.
Leaving a path of destruction like a tornado.
Turning the earth upright, tumbling the ground with one fall

Flying high in that sky, swooping down to the seas.
In the Pteranodon eyes, every thing looked like Pease. 

Don't think I forgot about Mr.. T.Rex
How funny he looks with them little claw like hands,,
A nightmare in his own neighbor hood, 
A scavenger, prowling to see what he could eat next
What a big O' bully that Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Lets not forget about the 3 horn Triceratop.
I wonder how long it took Mr.T.Rex to bring Sara to a drop

Last but not least 
I like the little egg thieves
Hiding and kidnapping all them babies,
before they hatched, into their herds like armies.
Now that could be a theory to the real Dinosaurs Evolution.
One can't really say why the dinosaurs went away
Maybe the climate, or a star explosion leaking out radiation.
Scientist don't know why dinosaurs had an expiration!
I have a crazy thought!
Maybe all them egg eaters ate the dinosaurs into extinction. 

By:P.D.

Clerihews of the Original Three of Four and Me- Three of My Original Four Favorite Poets

Her name is Seren
Yes the proud welsh girl, not foe, hopefully a  fren
The number of contest she entered, maybe a million
On a scale of 1 to 10, I’d give her a billion

She has passionately stated her favorite color is green
She talked about more shades than I think I’ve seen
My vision isn’t great, but good thing I’m not color blind too
Then I’d be like those Greeks, with one word for green and blue

She also has a pooch named Tilly
If that’s a variation of Teal then she’s green silly
Maybe instead of silly I better choose a synonym
Lest emerald becomes jade and I sing a new hymn 

Yes of PD, I could write clerihews day and night
However, whatever I may or might write, it’s never in spite
She loves alliteration, writing recklessly reaping rich reward
Of ailing alliteration, I’m alienated, not even a steady steward 

I think my friend PD thinks I’m the meanie
With my clerihew about seeds, I think she dubbed me weenie
I am sorry Linda, I was going to remove it from the site
But too many others found some delight

Last but not least ThePhilosopher, yeah that’s me
The one that always seems to be lost at sea
You would think either past or present I was a sailor
However on life’s quest I’ve been quite the delayer 

My name is Wayland, no not the first nor the third
I am the second and sometimes I mention a bird
Speaking of the bird, I look at the top 100 poems list
And obviously there is something that I missed

When I speak of the top 100’s list, I mean for two weeks
Some post almost two hundred, yes 200, they aren’t meek
I wonder how it’s possible and then I read their verse
Many times I’m often left to curse

But since when did ThePhilosopher, become the judger of prose
His clerihews always talking about these, thou, and those
I should change my name to King James
But my buddy is already King of the Quatrains

Oh yes My buddy Jack will be the last
The subjects he writes about are vast
Too many to remember with all his pretty words
When I think of his poems I don’t think of birds

I recently read his poem titled bums unite
He said he gave them money at times, it probably felt right
He said someday they may even get a ten spot
If someone gives me a ten spot, then I’m yelling JACKPOT!

*these are always done if fun, hahaha another random rhyme
Form: Clerihew

Marriage

I was told...
A happy marriage is based on communication
A healthy marriage is based on 
understanding each other's beliefs and differences 
A fine marriage is based on 
respect, trust, and love
For better or worse 
In good times or bad times
Forever till death do us part 
Perfection we crave 
But... what perfect aliens are those
defying all odds
Then I learned... there is no such 
perfection in our kind 
Even a happy marriage can fall apart 
when the important become second
Even a healthy marriage can 
fall apart when stress arises
Even a fine marriage can fall apart
when the essence of trust slips into doubts
Yes I believe... it all comes down to HOW we 
treat each other 
So... for better NOT worse 
Be in it because it's what your heart desires
NOT what your mind fools you to want 
Be in love with each other with all your heart 
and soul NOT you have no choice but stay
Need each other physically and emotionally 
NOT just financially 
And be in it because life would be meaningless 
without each other 
And last but not least... appreciate each other 

Perfection is when you smile genuinely!


Akkina R Downing
          4-26-17

Premium Member Is Fart a Naughty Word

Is the word “fart” a naughty word

Hope not... I find it cute and giggly

But don't go by me, my mind is a little warped

Words are just words with letters strung together

Strange how any mention of our private parts

Should never be said in public

“Uvula” sounds really naughty

But the dictionary describes it as

“a fleshy extension at the back of the soft palate

That hangs above the throat”

Now if that doesn't sound naughty, I'll eat my shorts!

Here's an old English expression... “bollocks”

Of German origin... related to BALL

And how about “tit”

Again the old dictionary says

“refers to a small New Zealand bird called a “tit”

How can just three innocent letters strung together

Cause little old ladies to titter!

Last but not least we have “dong”

Sounds like a gong as in a bell

So I guess that's where the old expression comes from

“I sure rang his bell!

In closing, I'd like to say this

I had a freaking good time writing this one

But we all know what “freaking” is

It's a sort of polite way of saying

The granddaddy of all swear words

Just seven letters starting with an “f”

It's “farting” of course, what were YOU thinking?




© Jack Ellison 2014
Form: Narrative


Premium Member Challenges

CHALLENGES

By Edmund Siejka

He faced a challenge 
That forced him to use all his abilities
But doubt clouded his judgement
Caution gave way to uncertainty.
Needing help
He recalled these words:

1.	Believe in yourself
              Never bend your head
              Hold it high
              And look the world straight in the eye.
       2.   Smell the coffee.
       3.   Stand on your own two legs.
       4.   Life is in front of you.
       5.   Seize the day.
      6.    Get up and get moving.
      7.    Work smarter, not harder.
      8.    Save for a rainy day.
      9.    The tough get going when the going gets tough.
    10.    K.I.S.S. Keep It Simple Stupid.
    11.    Put a glide in your stride and a pep in your step.
    12.    Let’s get moving, we’re burning daylight.
    13.    Don’t deter from the main effort.
   14.   Every strike brings you closer to the next home run.
   15.   It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog.
   16.   Don’t be afraid to go out on a limb. That’s where the fruit is.
   17.   A person who never made a mistake never tried anything new.
   18.   Nothing is impossible, the word itself says, ‘I’m possible.’
   19.   The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.
   20.   You miss 100% of the shots you don’t take.
   21.   The mind is everything. What you think you become.
   22.   The road to success is always under construction.
   23.   Becoming is better than being.
   24.   Nothing is interesting if you’re not interested.
   25.   Look at a half empty glass as half full.
   26.   Ambition can’t wait.
   27.  Age is of no importance unless you’re a cheese.
   
And last, but not least:
   28.  Wake the hell up.
Form: Narrative

Premium Member Truth, Justice, and Reassurance

In his never-ending quest for Truth, Justice and the American Way  
  Our President, Mr. Donald Trump, reassured us about Iran yesterday

First, of course, if Iran does not develop the bomb
  We can 'Make Iran Great Again,' boasted Trump with aplomb

And if that happens, Iranians will be very 'wealthy and happy'
  Our Fearless Leader mused, not at all worried about sounding real sappy

Last, but not least, the Great Man said he could see
  Becoming 'Best Friends' with Iran, just you wait -- Tee Hee!

Well, after reading this stuff, I was sure greatly relieved
  That America's news media could be so easily deceived
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The kindness of strangers, Pennsylvania's human service agencies

It's ten weeks now since that fateful day when I tripped in a hole
and my life went array..
I'm finally on my feet and walking again, reflecting on those angels,
the help they did lend..
I wouldn't have been able in my home to stay, if it wasn't for a
wheel chair loan from St. John's Way..
This church based charity named after member John, who passed
away at nineteen years, yet his legacy lives on..
John had special needs and an affinity toward the aged, now the
church parishioners offer this mission in his name..
They came Easter weekend with out any hesitation and brought a
brand new wheel chair, only suggesting a donation..
I've recently utilized the Blair Senior Bus which will transport to
medicals, groceries, and such. Their retired drivers have that T.L.C. touch.
Meals on Wheels, another blessed winner when I was unable to stand
long enough to prepare my dinner..
These volunteers deliver five nutritional meals, until one's feeling better
and their body heals..
Last but not least, since my recent fall, I've had two wonderful care assistants
from the agency Griswald. They carried in my groceries from the store, emptied my trash and vacuumed my floors.
Of course family and friends also chipped in, but it's the kindness of these
total strangers that I'll remember in the end..
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The 27 Club

He started a club, but was completely unaware..
That many would follow, and join his despair.
Robert Johnson the first, was a pioneer of rock..
Poisoned by jealousy his life came to stop.

Another one joined and his name was Brian Jones..
He was a founding member of the band "The Rolling Stones".
He took drugs and alcohol and decided to swim..
But the grim reaper had made other plans for him.

Canned Heats Alan Wilson, was too blind to see..
That he would be next making him number three.
LSD and alcohol took Jimi Hendrix as well..
A heroin overdose had Janice Joplin under a spell.

A poet, philosopher and lyricist of the Doors..
Constantly pushing boundaries and upseting the laws
Cocaine, heroin and drinking made him late..
And this is how James Morrison met his awfull fate.

Another founding member, this time "Grateful Dead"..
Ron Mckernan loved to drink and his liver was overfed.
Pete Ham from Badfinger the lead man to sing..
Just days before his birthday his membership locked in.

Grunge man of Nirvana, the demise of Kurt Cobain..
Mental illness and drugs and conspiracies to explain.
And last but not least as Im sure there will be more..
Amy Winehouse decided to knock on heavens door.

In a matter of 27 years in the peak of their prime..
This club was formed by age, and left imprints in time!
Their lifestyles were fast and they never listened to advice..
And at the age of 27 they payed the ultimate price!
Form: Rhyme

Nature's Beauty Pageant

Nature held a Beauty Pageant
Guess who was crowned a crest? 
A flowery green meadow was the stage and rostrum
Watch who won the contest.

Well, the peacock from India was crowned beauty King
The bird of paradise from New Guinea became Beauty queen.

And last but not least was the Indian tiger, runner up
But care he for beauty that he might as well sup? 
And what care any of them
for accolades, crown or cup? 

Other contestants were the gorgeous leopards
and the flimsy beauteous butterflies
They'll be crowned
next time around.
For beauty tis rich in supplies.

But nature-lovers alone applauded the flamboyant winners
who gaily stood upon the flora
They did come out with 'flying colors'
Around them nature's beauty an aura.

Miss world bird of paradise yet unaware of her placing
The peacock endowed by God a crown
They might never know  of this showcasing
At our staring, gawping, they might just frown! 

Then there are those unsung unawarded yet perfect beauties
both among  mortals and animals
who join no display contests nor pageants
yet are undeniably glamorous nonetheless
for beauty ain't exclusive
to önly beauty contestants.
Form: Tazkira

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