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His legendary name will be immortalized
in America's books of history,
and his bravery and heroism
always remembered by us:
the biggest heart driven
by an immense generosity!
When rushed into the thick smoke,
his searching eyes shone
even brighter than the clear morning;
the danger ahead
could not keep him
from saving people trapped in strairways,
people who wailed and waited
in the tower's darkness!
He left behind an indelible legacy,
to let all see what he truly loved;
to inspire them with motivation
and he never was afraid to show affection,
or his unique side of humanity:
that's what he fervently believed!
John,even this total stranger
proudly calls you by name
for having been so brave;
a mother, a father, a son,a sister or friend
who didn't lose anyone, because of your deed,
remembers you in prayer:
and I, a total stranger,related by blood,
praise you in words that'll never grow old!
John,you may be invisible to all,
but your presence is still felt by us;
your handome sons and lovely wife grieve,
but their grief has turned
into something wonderful:
a duty that has been fulfilled
by your call and sacrifice;
a destiny willed by God!
If everyone judges an individual only
by what one has achieved in a lifetime:
you were one of the truest heroes of our time,
who has left his mark on this twentieth century;
and if anyone doubts you did all that,
your devotion can testify and reject that!
Now Adam and his beauteous Eve
A love like ours could not conceive
And Cleo and her Anthony
Could not compare to you and me
Sweet Juliette and Romeo,
our kind of love could never know
Brave Lancelot and Guinevere
Our strength of our love would surely fear
Napoleon and Josephine
of love were not the king and queen
Harsh Rochester and gentle Eyre
To love like we do would not dare
See Pyramus and his Thisbe
They died for love, but you and me
We live for love, and truth be told
Our love is ever new, not old
The tales of lovers, one by one
When matched with ours become undone
One day our names in verse will live
No greater love could cupid give
You are the symbol of true love
The kind that’s fashioned up above
I am your lover, muse, and guide
Within love’s castle we abide
The two of us can show this world
What love can do once it’s unfurled
We are the best of lovers, we
will shine in hallowed history
the legend of all legends, see
is sweetest tale of you and me
Penning delicacies
Like chocolate eclairs
Lemon chiffon
Colorful words, affairs
Of the tastebuds
Delectable shares
Light and appealing
Nothing compares
To heavenly puddings
Sweets like prayers
Promising goodness
In poetry and prose
Scrumptious words rise
Detailing mouthwatering
Thoughts, lovely pies
Capturing the silent joy
Twinkling in the eyes
Of those mouthwatering
Desserts who baptize
The tongue in delight
Nothing can disguise
Such yummy satisfaction
The empty page cannot know
Ways to cleverly melt
Prose with pleasantness
Here in the bible belt
Where we know our sugars
Blended with heartfelt
Palatability, allure of desserts
Who bring such deep-felt
Ecstasy from the soul who knows
Appetites are alive, indwelt
By such luscious gratification
Writing of honey loving tastes
In saccharine hearts, devoted
To pleasant flavors,
Both tangy and light, quoted
By legendary authors
Poets – writers who noted
The savory enchantments
Found in confections, coated
With powdered sugar
Floating in syrupy delight, voted
The best part of life
A Merger With Food Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Natasha L Scragg
May 5, 2022
The great Elvis Presley stole the show
When it came to music, fast and slow
Patsy Cline could sing so sweet and fine
Without a doubt, her voice would shine
Hank Williams had a son with his name
Like father, like son – they claimed fame
Ray Charles played despite being blind
His listeners knew he was one of a kind
Aretha Franklin had a voice of pure gold
It was certain that her records were sold
Jimi Hendrix’s music would travel the world
As his listeners swayed, twirled and swirled
Elvis said Orbison was the world’s greatest singer
With a three-octave voice, his voice would linger
With Ring of Fire, Johnny Cash became world renown
His vocals rebuilt faith in those who’d been beat down
Me and Bobby McGee made this lady legendary
Janis Joplin was a soul who was far from ordinary
Diana Ross played for those who loved to hear her
With a voice like an angel, she made the soul purr
Cher demonstrated what it means to believe in yourself
With confidence and guts, she’ll never be put on a shelf
Stevie Wonder made the heart feel like it has been blessed
Without a doubt, he stirred feelings the heart would attest
The Beatles, the Rolling Stones and so many other singers
Knew the meaning of giving the 60’s its assembly of swingers
I hear he's a wimner Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joe Maverick
May 16, 2023
Down the lane in a dark alley lives a slinky cat with superpowers. Her abilities go beyond your wildest dreams. They call her Dumpy cuz she eats at the local dump , scraps down under. Her green eyes shine like glass marbles in the dark and her sheen resembles dark sleek oil when the moon hits it just right. On Halloween night she flies out into the night shapeshifting and moving through the throng of children.
She is in search of dark entities that roam the streets in search of victims. Kids are safe when Dumpy becomes "Voltron" legendary defender and superhero of children.
She's a Halloween vigilante that gathers them behind steel
whiskers and spits them out into a roaring fire, watching them
burn til' all Saints day.
The only tell tale sign that she has been on the prowl is a small singed tail that waves around happily as old Zee leaves a plateful of clams by the back door. "
Honey she's back " says Chef wiping his hands on an apron "Here give her this" replies J passing him an old water bowl.
Down the lane in a dark alley lives a slinky black cat with superpowers. She's been known to give out a battle cry or two on Halloween night.
It probably won’t matter
Whatever I say you crush
The know-it-all refuses to listen
The conceit of a fool is so rigid
Unable to admit your arrogance
Positive advice is sound
Not attacking one’s ego
It’s acceptable to be uninformed
An open mind recognizes intent
God is the only know-it-all being
Declare your validations
Excuses all heard before
Nobody compares to your intellect
You already know whatever I say
Self legendary opinion means fool
I desire the best for you
No sense to demoralize
I’m not insulting your intelligence
There’s no call for rationalizations
Nor arguments to my interventions
Our connection I lavish
Listen, accept direction
April 2, 2018
Back in the days, when men bold,
spun golden legends;
of exploits in the wild west;
of punch-in and herd-in cows
and saloon brawls where they’d shoot
and scores of bullets roared.
Stories of the Iron Horse’s roar
and gunfighters and marshals, bold;
Of gamblers, who’d go shooting
for the stars in cards; those were feats of legend.
Days when plains of cows,
fur-painted the landscape of, the old west.
These are the breed that won the west,
as across the plains, the Iron Horse roared.
those are the backs worn, herding cows;
the exploits of the brave and bold.
those brave and haggard legends
made of silver spurs and pearl-handled shooters.
You’re darn toot-in, shoot’in
like that, was what won the west.
While the Iron Horse died, its legend
lives on, belching out its roar,
across the plains, so bold.
Still, cowboys herd and rope their cows.
Modern day cowboys, herding cows
by truck and shootouts
no longer ring so boldly.
Wild no more, is the west,
where now, only cars and planes roar.
Yet, there still live the legends.
They aren’t as great, these new legends,
but it doesn’t phase the cows.
They calmly graze, amid the airplanes roar.
Though one may say, “shoot,
it’s spoiled now”, the legends live on, in the west,
of heroes brave and bold.
The west will always, have its legends, Though trains no longer roar.
Cowboys will always rope their cows, as they did in the old, wild west.
Upon museum walls, stories of the shootouts,
are told; of ancient heroes brave and bold.
10-8-2020
Impress me with an old poem (002)
Poet Destroyer A
Himalayas beckon everyone to come to its fold
In as many seasons ‘n as many times ‘n still lust for more
Music, all four seasons, they continuously orchestrate
A collage of fall colors adds beauty to its lakes, rivers and waterfalls
Legendary tales echo glories of gods in its valleys and peaks
Abode heavenly it makes away from maddening crowd, a midst the clouds
You fall in love with the simple and beautiful people of these hills that
Allow you not to miss your home sweet home while
Snow-capped peaks bring out grit ‘n courage of mountaineers
Contest: the hills are alive with poetry
Sponsor: Scott thirtyseven
Date: 20.6.2014
Form: Acrostic
Lines: 9
I write to you from inside an empty skull
because Wednesday can be hollow and bony
as we all may well know.
I am a man of great hope,
not unlike those earlier alchemists
with their gathered elements about them,
their cauldrons and scales,
their mystic science brewing
into crescendos of disappointment,
yet always working toward
a transmutation to the gold
of one more legendary day.
I must go now for the sun is setting
and in this hollow bone
a bird in a golden tree sings of
a sun that rises only to set.
It sings also of a mythical land,
where seven lesser deities'
number the hours on a faceless dial,
an infernal device
that measures the days
between the beginning and the end,
as if Thursday were but a dream
yet to be begun or imagined.
A true industry legend
One of a kind boss
Known to many
But extremely special to all of us
You are just something else
We mean that in the best way
Your humorous spirit and jokes
Can brighten any day
You honestly have no filter
You will say it like it is
You are unapologetically you
But that is who we want you to be
You were our boss
But also, entertainer, mentor, and partner
You were a sounding board, comforter
And to many a father
You built something amazing
To that we can all agree
A legendary company
Where we really love to be
You deserve this retirement
More than anyone we know
Pick up your guitar
And do more shows
We will continue to build
What you worked on for years
No need to worry
Go pop those beers
To an industry legend
Raise your glass, and let's all cheers
As this legend is on his way
To enjoy his retirement years