Long Lot Poems
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There's parting of a frantic sea, to catch a glimpse, on bended knee
They nonchalantly steal a piece of privacy, consuming more,
assuming poise, among the noise
whenever posed upon her door
How must it be, to be the queen?
To sit so high upon a throne?
With no remorse of deed or thought
to slice her thin, and spill her name, upon the royal carpet fame
The horses trot, the carriage rides, the palace square, the heir abides
How is it there upon the throne, is it lonely at the top?
Beneath the crown upon her head, they watch her wave behind the smile.
The flashbulbs light the milky way
while voices scream among the fray. Does the shouting ever stop?
Does the room feel cold from on the throne? Is it lonely at the top?
She's guided by an elbow's charm, disarmed, by tabloids, all alone.
There is mystery behind the door, the secrets of her universe
Is there more to bear than we can see, adored by all, but all alone
Is it lonely on the throne?
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5/29/15
For Contest Sponsored by Judy Konos
"Long Live The Queen"
~God Cares A Lot ~
(Mixed Aquarian)
I'm glad
God cares
He forgives all
Thru salvation live
In His name many will
Night and day close to Him
Trust Lord
All way
He gives
Messages
Of love hope peace
Faith salvation
Just face each day with Him
Believe and then pray
God will
Help you.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
August.15.2016
-So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV )
~Author's Notes:
The "Mixed Aquarian" is a poetry style created by Ann Marie Mazz.
One Christmas Eve
On a small tree lot
Sat the last ragged few
That had not been bought.
One little guy
Missed his mom and dad
And asked those around him
For advice they had.
First a Blue Spruce
Forlorn as his name
Said, “We’ll never get out.
Recession to blame.”
A Sugar Pine
Sweetly shook her head.
“Why I declare my boy
Forget what he said!”
“Ach, me wee one,”
Said a tall Scots Pine.
“Have ye faith in Christmas
And ye’ll be just fine.”
A Bishop Pine
Boughs crossed in a prayer
Asked one from a manger
To help them all there.
They saw a light
Then Noble Pine states,
“We’re all bound for a church!
Merry Christmas mates!”
November 29, 2018
Combing hair in front of mirror,
a countenance is explored in nuance.
"You are beautiful",...the whisper lingers,
An intent gaze, inhaled and endeared.
They say,.. I look like Marilyn, the celebrity diva,
the name lights fireworks, exciting elixir.
Compared for looks with a gorgeous star,
Oooh..the name then means a world to her.
The name weaves a vivacious bond,
A travesty of stardom boggles her mind.
Bombinating joys...flirting eyes of beholder
Breezing confidence in her life, an enticing name
permeates fragrance, a conjecture she believes.
Zooming selfies on Facebook uploads,..
likes counted, she fosters passion for that name.
The crimson name flatters glittering self-love,
as her soaring spirit reaches a starry heaven above.
Yes, mannequins yearn for assurance to survive
There's lot in a name,...
Perhaps Shakespeare was naive!!
14th March 2019
Submitted to Kim Rodrigue's What's in a name contest
Watch out,
the corners of our eyes are in danger
of being nakedly exposed.
Evening dropped out of the sky
a lot quicker today.
A slap-dashing gush of last minutes,
as shoppers charged around each other.
The season demands good cheer and
a tightly wrapped hysertia.
The shop lights pull us in,
but out here where the cars
are edging in and out,
rear mirrors
and on-board computers
are our only life rafts.
We dodge the rushing shadows,
still wincing from the too happy laughter,
backing away ever so carefully
and as hurriedly as we dare,
into the electronically
flickering night.
~God Cares A Lot ~
(Mixed Aquarian)
I'm glad
God cares
He forgives all
Thru salvation live
In His name many will
Night and day close to Him
Trust Lord
All way
He gives
Messages
Of love, faith, hope
Peace, salvation
Just face each day with Him
Believe and then pray
God will
Help you.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
October.15.2016
-So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV)
-For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life."
John 3:16 (NIV)
~Author's Notes:
The "Mixed Aquarian" is a poetry form or style created by Ann Marie Mazz.
Proper Usage of Space
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The Romans primarily used boxwood
(buxus) to make woodwind instruments
like the tibia (a double-reed pipe)
But the Amitheaters were often
The term for using shrubs, hedges,
and trees to create a theater or
amphitheater structure in
a landscape is a sylvan theater
The Hawthorn Tree were used.
The hawthorn Tree or
(Crataegus monogyna)
could be found along streams,
pastures, forest edges,
and urban streets..........
Italian Stone Pine (Pinus pinea)
and the Mediterranean Cypress
(Cupressus sempervirens)
The soaring, dramatic
profiles of specific
conifers are universally
recognized for
framing ancient ruin
During the Roman Empire,
the staging of amphitheater events
—such as gladiatorial hunts
(venationes) or
mythological reenactments—
frequently required
temporary landscaping
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--------------Fig, Elm, Pear, and Olive Trees--------------------
-------------- For hundreds of years, the dirt and debris inside
the arches and upper tiers of the Colosseum sprouted dense
orchards and gardens. Local citizens even paid fees to graze
sheep and harvest hay directly from the structural ruins. -------
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The Colosseum.------------
Encountered some drivers
In a mall parking lot
Absolutely blew my li'l ole mind
Rude and obnoxious
Only way to describe 'em
What's with this self absorbed kind
Seems so damn important
To always be first
Are there no more “courteous” drivers
Are they gone with hoop skirts
And Saddle Shoes
Happy to say I'm a survivor
It's much like a war zone
As they race for a space
What's happened, where's chivalry gone
People on crutches
Men stooped over
Fair game for this bunch of morons
I'll get off my soapbox
Attempt to mellow out
What I saw was beyond comprehension
If I used foul language
I'd be just like them
Must be living in different dimension
© Jack Ellison 2013
Smiling faces all around. Back-pats and words of appreciation come my way. It feels so good to be acknowledged and not taken for granted. The positivity and feel-good factor does wonders to our well-being. To live for my own self, and not to satisfy any one else's needs - that's what gives peace to my soul. Such independence gives the impetus to better myself, which further catapults me to realise my purpose in life and slowly endeavour to fulfill that. It is wonderful to be surrounded by loving family and friends, who do not judge you for what you do and rather stand by you in times of need.
I wish this dream lasts...
Wish I didn't have to wake up
and see my real life...
12.02.2023
Submitted for ;It Means A Lot To Me Poetry Contest'
Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh
There's a whole lotta shakin' goin' on
Whenever I walk down the street
People all stop and stare at me
But I'm no longer considered a freak
The percentage of overweight people
Is increasing in leaps and bounds
It's surely an epidemic the experts say
We really need to slow it down
I'm certainly not alone in my plight
The numbers are quite disarming
Studies show more than sixty per cent
Are overweight, that's really alarming
Put on some comfy old walking shoes
Walk a few times round the block
Better than watching the telly all day
And drinking beer around the clock
It's a dangerous path to oblivion
That we, as a society are travelling
Our whole way of life is in jeopardy
It's in danger and quickly unravelling
There will be a time of reckoning soon
The life we once knew will be gone
We'll all become a bunch of inert blobs
Lacking the will to carry on
©Jack Ellison 2012