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Lord Kitchener sent out the call to arms
In England boys and men heeded the call
Women took over the factories and farms
Before the armistice thousands would fall.
Big guns like thunder all day and all night
Daily we witnessed severe waste of life
Fatigue and hunger, we still had to fight
I thought of home often and my dear wife.
The big battle came and the whistle blew
We charged the enemy, they opened fire
Death was coming and many of us knew
I saw many comrades face down in mire.
Fatally wounded on the ground I fell
But happy I was on leaving this hell.
Written on 19th July 2018.
For your finest sonnet contest sponsored by Mark Massey.
Judged 8.8.2018
I went to the local bar in town ... 'feelin really down
down on my luck now ... hard to make a buck now
So Mr. Bartender please pour me a shot
I wanna drown my troubles today
Mr. Bartender give me what you got
I wanna drink my sorrows away
I "ll feel much better tomorrow
Yeah I'll feel much better tomorrow
Mr. Bartender give me what you got I'm gonna drink my troubles away
I'm really not the drankin kind... just one to ease my mind
down in a hole now ... feelin' kind'a low now
So Mr. Bartender please pour me a shot
I wanna drown my troubles today
Mr. Bartender give me what you got
I wanna drink my sorrows away
I "ll feel much better tomorrow
Yeah I'll feel much better tomorrow
Mr. Bartender give me what you got I'm gonna drink my troubles away
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I just wanna get away... for reason I just can't say
trying t' figure out now... how to get out now
So Mr. Bartender please pour me a shot
I wanna drown my troubles today
Mr. Bartender give me what you got
I wanna drink my sorrows away
I "ll feel much better tomorrow
Yeah I'll feel much better tomorrow
Mr. Bartender give me what you got I'm gonna drink my troubles away
Mr. Bartender give me what you got I'm gonna drink my troubles away
Lyrics by Alexis Y and Mark Massey and Music by Mark Massey
To hear these lyrics put music go to Mark Massey's page.
1-19-17
Alexis Y.
I was once a koala
Fuzzy, meekly peering newbie
Chosen for convenient cuteness
But misleading, as I have never
Set foot in the Southern hemisphere
Everyone who knows me, knows
I am a beast for books
A rapturous reader, a
Paramour of the printed page
Their feel, their scent enthralling
Everyone who sees me, sees
Round red frames sliding down my nose
After years of contact lenses, I returned
To eyeglasses, just because they feel right
So come, sit, let's share a coffee or tea
Which I drink every day, with cream
Caffeine so necessary for my well-being!
Also good for your heart, it seems
Eyeglasses, books, coffee - the triumvirate of me.
1/24/19
for Star in your Avatar contest
Sponsor: Mark Massey
The party last night was amazing.
Every one must have got the
memo because I saw a lot of my
soup friends. Jack, Jan, Tom and
Bob had a awesome limerick party.
Wing Warrior told jokes on a stage
Bobby and Mike Messina went next.
( I'm still laughing by the way).Chris
passed out all kinds of smiles of
different sizes. Next he wrote a
dreamy poem on the spot. Gershon
was the DJ. He had mad skills too!
Mark Massey and John Gondolf
we're in Sonnet square. Their
Sonnets were simply amazing.
Andrea, Connie , Pixie and CayCay
prepared the food. It was so festive
and delicious. The desert they made
just melted in your mouth. Freddie
sang Christmas songs. He sounded
so good. Many were shocked. John
Hamilton also sang some songs
that he wrote. The closing act as
singing goes was Greg B., Sandra
Heidi, and Dear Heart chose to do
spoken word of their amazing
poetry. Caren had her very own
Haibun corner. Across from them
Anne-Lise had a Senryu corner as
well. Eve held down the Artist circle.
Her portraits looked so life like.
Victor And Jennifer recited of their
poems. They are amazing story tellers.
Richard and Demetrios read some
excerpts from their books. Vijay
and Silent held a Pantoum party.
I saw new soupers that haven't met
dressed as elves, Santas, and snow-
men I introduced myself to several of
them.I didn't want the night to end, but
everything has to end. I can't wait until
next year. I don't know how they can
top last night. It was the best party ever.
*This will be my last Christmas poem,
I think. Happy Holidays to you all.
Have a wonderful 2020!
My apologies everyone not mentioned
in this poem. I'll try to keep in mind
next time
Have a wonderful 2020!
WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN
Jim’s fallen head over heels for a girl,
He’s forgotten his mates; they’re in limbo
One whiff of her scent, his head’s in a whirl
But why did he choose Sue THAT blonde bimbo?
Like a shadow they are never apart
Stuck together tightly with superglue
This bleached blonde airhead has stolen his heart
Jim bade all his old friends a fond adieu
Every single day they are together
Still they only have eyes for each other
Arms wrapped around her, true love forever
Jim wears jumpers knitted by his lover!
On bended knee Jim gives Sue a huge ring
He splashed all his cash to buy her some bling
WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN
Sue won’t hear a bad word about her Jim,
with rose coloured glasses, Sue is blinkered
He lets out huge farts, but Sue will just grin
She just giggles and calls him a stinkard!
Jim snores like a steam train, he never halts
Sue turns over and pulls up the covers
She totally ignores all of Jim’s faults
They’re besotted since they became lovers
Jim’s mates pity him; he’s under the thumb
With a ring on her finger Sue’s smiling
They are contented and Jim’s never glum
Sue adores him; she thinks he’s beguiling
Forever in love through good times and bad
Sue chose Jim because he looks like her dad!
Two English Sonnets Contest
Sponsored by Mark Massey
Two Sonnets written with my sincere apologies to the Bard!
Checked with how many syllables 10 per line
12~14~16
Sour Grapes
Their third trip now...again to Italy;
first two by air that landed into Rome.
They're on a cruise ship now near Sicily...
it seems they're always out and never home.
We were invited once to come along;
thank goodness that for us it could not be.
Between our work and cost, it would be wrong
to satisfy ourselves so stupidly!
How boring being stuck on a cruise ship...
all one can do is watch the sky and sea!
Exploring foreign lands...well, this we'll skip;
the people will be snobs, we guarantee!
We'll just vacation in our cozy yard...
when they return, their tales we'll disregard.
Sandra M. Haight
~1st Place~
Premiere Contest: Sour Grapes
Sponsor: Mark Massey
Judged: 09/11/2018
(Fiction for Contest)
She hugged her shoulders in the morning mist,
the sun struggled to pierce the charcoal shroud,
beside her someone turned, his lover kissed,
she left as he dissolved into the crowd.
The platform full, she stared along the rails,
he said he'd be along on the next train,
last chance for them, or else the marriage fails,
ten years to make it work, but all in vain.
He left for someone else, she could not cope,
another man like him she would not find,
her thoughts now focussed on this one last hope
when someone rushing pushed her from behind.
He heard the guard say 'please remain inside'
and thought 'I hope she's not seen someone's died'...
For contest 'Your finest Sonnet', sponsor Mark Massey
22nd July 2018
See my face, I am real...yes, this is me
But don't be fooled, I am not a cowboy
You see, the hat upon my head has a purpose
It's for myself...It's a remembrance piece
Something that is precious to my heart
Something that I wear every so often, for warmth
No, not the warmth that blocks a chilled day
A warmth that leaves chills...
A warmth that raises the hairs on my arms
This treasured piece I bought lest two years ago
Attending a country rock concert, with friends
A push-cart with mega hats, from the corner of my eye...
Captured me, sucking me in... I fell victim
"SOLD"...to the man with the orange flannel shirt
Forty five dollars gone, and ten bucks left in my pocket...it was mine
A grand weekend I spent, listening to fine music, hanging with friends...
Dancing in the crowd, singing...cherishing those special moments
Little did I know, this would be the last for my friend
Unexpectedly, just like that...his heart stopped
I cry, tears fall every time I hear "Green Grass and High Tides"
The last song my friend and I had heard together
Rest in piece...my friend, my pal
So, the secret is now out...I am no cowboy
I post this avatar of myself with this hat...
So that every time I look at myself...I am reminded of that last day
The last day, that I spent with my beloved friend...DanO
*Green Grass and High Tides, is a song performed by the Country Rock Band "The Outlaws"
Who Is That Star In Your Avatar Poetry Contest
Sponsor Mark Massey
1-22-2019
Don't hurt me!
I know my black skin blinds your rationality
But don't hurt me!
I am a mother, I shouldn't have to birth your bullets too
Don't Hurt me!
I said don't hurt me
Yet your offensive behavior drowns my defenseless heart
Palms up, don't hurt me
I see you are going to hurt me
Lord, my God, my Father, I rebuke this fear in your name
I rebuke this cycle of minus one
I rebuke this protection because only your hands can bandage what the badge has stole
Protect and Serve safeguards it's employees more than the people
Are we even people to you?
Don't hurt me, turns into pain washed by tears, wiped away by God
My daughter you don't have to hurt anymore
Thank you Jesus, please watch over my family, friends, and people
p.s. will death ever pay the debt of freedom...
Not once, but twice, death stole his love away;
lost love- how he encountered its deep pain.
The first- when kids were young, she left one day;
dark, furtive, death from cancer was to blame.
Lost love, lost friend, lost mother of his young;
ascetic life brought shallow, lonely years.
His only joy- his children; still, he clung
to nonchalant, dark emptiness, and tears.
Years later, love did visit him once more.
With children grown- his heart now mended some,
her humble kindness he could not ignore.
But, lasting love for him would never come.
They married- but, before three years had passed-
her death- lost love- new tragedy recast.
January 20, 2018
~7th Place~
Premiere Contest: Your Finest Sonnet
Sponsor: Mark Massey
Judged: 07/26/2018
~3rd Place~
Contest: Lost Love
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Judged: 02/11/2018
~3rd Place~
Contest: Some Broken Hearts Never Mend
Sponsor: Faraz Ajmal
Required words used in order of appearance:
Furtive Ascetic Shallow Nonchalant Humble