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I remember when I first came here….
How can I get on page one and have my picture there?
And now, after a number of years, I think I was looney.
I mean who was I trying to impress?
And do you know what?
I have no answer.
I still have pages printed when I was number three commenter?
There’s no way I would ever do that again.
I found there was something called life, family, friends.
Thar Poetry Soup, was not my entire life.
Oh yes, big deal I was in the first anthology, but so what?
I remember going about telling people I was a poet?
It gave me a real rush to say that, back then.
What now? I don’t want to be on the front page.!.
There is room for far talented others.
I don’t need my picture anymore on the front page,
To validate who I am.who I am as a human being.
Nor would I stay online all day like I used to.
That was-so wildly bizarre .
I’m glad I have the friends I do and the friends that left? Left!
It’s marvelous to be free of seeking admiration!
I’d rather honor just a few and have friends true blue!
So if you don’t see me around or running for trophies,
Just know, it is just not my thing!!
I’ll applaud you when I am here……………
For some of you, will always be dear……..
Write free……….be free………….
There’s only one life you have, you see?
Hugs,
Pangie xx
Oh, ain’t he plump,
Yeah, watch him shake his big round rump.
And the nicest way that I can say it is
Ain’t he plump?
Oh, ain’t he stout,
Yeah, see him twist and hear him shout.
And the nicest way that I can say it is
Ain’t he stout?
He’s disco dancing on the dance floor.
Good golly gee, he’s gonna do more!
See him jump
Well, see his pants rip; hear that thump.
And the nicest way that I can say it is
Ain’t he plump?
Oh, ain’t he plump,
Yeah, watch him shake his big round rump.
And the nicest way that I can say it is
Ain’t he plump?
Oh, ain’t he stout,
And now he's let it all hang out.
And the nicest way that I can say it is
Ain’t he stout?
He’s disco dancing on the dance floor.
Good golly gee, he’s gonna do more!
Watch him bump.
Well, don’t ya think he’s quite a chump?
And the nicest way that I can say it is
Ain’t he plump?
OH, ain’t he plump,
Yeah, watch him shake his big round rump.
And the nicest way that I can say it is
Ain’t he plump?
And the nicest way that I can say it is
Ain’t he plump?
Entry in John Heck's Beatlemania Sing-a-long
(Sing to tune of Ain't She Sweet by the Beatles)
Haggis hype
Bagpipes bleating like unshorn sheep
Tartan theatrical - military tatoos
Scotland cloning Dolly the Sheep
National pride - Robbie Burns, poet, bard of Auld Lang Syne
Highlands of ancient rocks, rift vallies
natural beauty, layers of worth
Loch Ness, geologic scooped, water serene
Nessie settled in depths, unseen
sonar detection elusive
marine monster of geeky charm
conjured in gift shop puffery
Nessie hat, Dragon like, tucked above protruding ears
In Edinburgh's historic streets
Whiskey fed men, burly, bearded
strut
wrapped in kilts
traditional garb
plaid, pleated, blessed, dressed
in woolen scratchiness (avoid a public itch)
Breezy kilts wrap manly legs menaced by
thigh high thistles
Scottish reach prickly
No matter
Scots men, image strong
(ignore the thistles and street whistles)
brimming swagger like malt liquor
skirting scavengers in exploration peaks
men in kilts (minimalism denied)
protectors of the realm
unafraid
to let it all hang out
Poem composed: March 10, 2021
An Aussie Bush Pee
Now! Have you ever tried to have a pee?
while squatting down and hiding in the bush.
But first, must pull your jeans and undies down
while all the time you’re showing off your toosh.
You grab your jeans and undies in one hand
to keep them out the way before you go.
While balanced in a squat your legs apart
you think you’re ready to then let it flow.
But! as it starts you then begin to squirt
it everywhere except upon the ground.
And then you realize you cannot stop
pee on your legs, your jeans, and all around.
You try to hold it back while you then change
position of your squat will be the plan.
You curse and swear, but then it squirts again
it’s time like this you wish you were a man.
Undo their zip and let it all hang out
before they start just hold it in their hand.
And then direct the flow just where they want
‘Cause they can take a pee while they still stand.
But no! For me I have to try and squat
on wobbly legs while trying not to fall.
Then as I go, I know I’ll wet my pants,
but how to stop it I have bugger all.
So! Next time when I am out in the bush
and need to pee; I’ll strip off all my clothes.
I’ll stand up straight, pretend I am a man
And maybe only pee upon my toes.
But wait! I have now found the perfect seat
that I can use when I need a bush pee.
No longer need to squat and squirt it out
I’ll take my new ‘bush dunny seat’ with me.
Christine ©
Guidance is a given
Acceptance is a must
In a world so big
The only strength you have is you
Take control drive your goals
Take this time to reflect then let it go
Stomp on the gas
Life has no time for brakes
Coast on the coast of your choosing
Top down no worries no regrets
Let it all hang out
Let them see your heart
Let them live your beauty
Graciful you are in all you do
Make them see with indifferent eyes
Your heart is your dream
Your faith is your forgiviness
Your dream is worth chasing
Run my friends chase it down
There is only one finish line and where it is placed is up to you
Never ever forget this.
A change is coming here!
It will be announced when.
As of this moment, dear!
It's a chance for you to stop
being frightened by all the
leftist pens!
So make space, come out of
your closets, I implore you.
Plenty of blood was lost for you,
years ago.
So you would be free to express
yourself.
By a Creator who created and
loves you.
There is space for all sides.
Who listen and who love.
But you do nothing by hiding
your truth.
Don't be part of a dark sky,
Where there is no sun!
Do not soupmail me with
answers that lively spark.
Please stop hiding here in
your closet, Conservative,
Let go your idealogical sparks!
True, most poets favor the
leftist ideal.
Nothing wrong with that, but
time to hear both sides, for once
and for real.
No Conservative should be
shaking in their boots.
Let it all hang out, have a real hoot!
Stop cowtowing to liberalism!
Your heart is not in it, makes for a
patriotic soul schism.
Stand up openly in Open post for the
babies that will be killed.
Otherwise, you are nothing but a
Conservative shill.
We can all be friends, whether Left
or Right.
It has always been so in America.
Time to take on deadly forces of
Big Tech and fight!
Both sides will lose, if all our freedom
is gone.
All you will hear is goose steps and
propaganda's malicious song.
Stop being a chicken, saying
you will write of nothing political.
We have the power of the pen....
Its very real and hardly mythical.
Perhaps it's because we never lived
in a big war on our land?
I know many who look down
on a war...
Don't you get it?
Hitler or his cruel henchman
would now rule many lands!
Hitler demanded obedience
from all.
Do not let it become today's
clarion call.
We need not all be thinking like
twins.
If you keep your pen quiet,
nobody wins!
Comments to a poem like this
may be absent or few.
But I care for liberty?
What about you?
3/20/2021
~2~
Hello, I’ve untangled the hell, I say hello I’ve abandoned the fail made sense of the past at long long last understand the collapse I’ve remembered the cracks the water weighed down from taps I’ve turned them back no trickle to kickle no threat I’ll drown in fact I’m running naked through town chanting loud made sense of what pulled me down gave me a frown naked where’s my gown oh sod it I’ll let it all hang out swing around I’m a happy man with a direction a perfection foundation e reck shon eruption stand proud what caused the depression no longer a mystery set me free I’m nude I’m happy and yes this is me growing bigger bulky and long good I figure double meaning innuendo but who cares my friendo invento words a very strange verse I was in trouble now it’s meet its end though bad English bad grammar so happy it doesn’t matter 13 years I'll talk cow pat I’m now back!!!
Everyone has secrets hidden deep down within
Something they would not even tell their best friend
Some of us would not even know where to begin
that is why only God and us knows our sin
many of us have secrets that haunt us in our rest
or maybe just holding us back from really doing our best
some of us have some that get us in quite a mess
and there are some that we are just dying to confess
there are some of us with secrets that we just want to shout
get it off our chest and just let it all hang out
but then everyone would know what you are really about
so that is why we zip our lips and just keep a close mouth
or just to avoid them we continue to just run
even then some of our secrets are hard to hide from
and you begin to think maybe it is better just to tell someone
cause God knows our secrets ,and also the outcome.
I've always been an emotional type
But as I've climbed life's ladder
I've become this blubbering old duffer
Eyeballs too close to my bladder
At the drop of a phrase a wee bit sad
Tears start welling up in my soul
Words come out quite indiscernible
Need interpreters to fill in the holes
As a youngster had a definite impression
It was never very manly to spout
Since realized it's just a natural emotion
So now I let it all hang out
It's not that I have control anyway
Keep trying but the teardrops still show
It's a losing battle right from the start
Might as well just go with the flow
So if your screen begins filling up
With buckets of wet salty tears
Back away and try to save yourself
Till again they sound the all clear
© Jack Ellison 2013
L-et it all hang out,
O-ne chance to be sincere;
L-et the false happiness turn
I-nto a real drop of
T-ear.
R-eveal your true feelings,
O-ne opportunity to be honest;
D-ay thirty in sunny May,
R-esolve the emotional test.
I-nside and out say it clear,
G-rief and sadness you show;
U-nder untrue appearance,
E-vade hiding fear of nothing or
Z-ero.
D-eny not the exact score,
U-sing your facial expression;
L-et the words voice out,
P-lacing you in right position.
I-n your mind, heart and soul,
N-ever hesitate nor doubt;
A-ct without dissimulation, just let it all hang out.