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Paris is so beautiful, that it’s emotional,
like the red tile roofs of Rome,
or the Kenroku-en gardens of Japan.
It’s a relatively large world.
Whenever you can fly over an ocean
you feel limitless, and godly,
like the world is there for you, on demand.
Speaking of God-like views, I’m headed
to Lisa’s (parents) Manhattan highrise again
this year for Thanksgiving—six, very-long days
from today—and I have to wait—but I can’t wait.
I’m starting to stuff things into my bag, like a turkey.
There are so many holiday things to do in Manhattan.
Things that invariably whip you up for a sparkly Christmas.
But these are only commercial attractions—planned distractions.
One frosty November-break morning, two years ago,
a tide of clouds had rolled in, like a trillion tons of cotton
candy had been dumped on New York city, overnight,
filling it up to the 42nd floor. It glistened there, below us,
in the klieg-bright sun, like Tiffany diamonds on cotton.
So, imagine that, then add a flock of geese, in military-like
v-formation flying just at the crest of the glitter, like dolphins
hopping in and out of the waves, as they passed above the
insignificant works of man. It took my breath away.
So, naturally I grabbed for my fancy phone with its super-duper,
high-res camera. The snaps did the glorious scene poor justice—
the majestic, wild geese came out as dots on glare.
I’m watching things carefully this year, not just the multicolor, cachet,
window displays on Fifth Avenue and the decorations at the Chelsea
Market (where Oreos were invented). I’m going to capture this year
—every intense, emotional second—with that most unreliable, 3D
gadget of all—Memory.
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A song for this:
Holiday Road by Lindsey Buckingham
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Merriam Webster: Cachet = a synonym of prestige
If you ever drive through our small Oregon Town
You won't help but notice the house that's run down
A man called Bill Disney lived there for ten years
When we learnt of his story it brought many tears.
He was covered in burn scars and walked with a limp
As kids we knew no better and called him the gimp
He rarely went out, sometimes stood at his front door
The only one that spoke to him was a girl at the store.
When folks in town died we'd always show respect
What happened at Bills service we didn't expect
Ten Vietnamese women stood by a general’s side
When the general told his story many of them cried.
"It happened in Vietnam in the year sixty five
These women standing here are lucky to be alive
An orphanage was on fire when Bills platoon arrived
Thanks to Bills heroic action everyone in it survived.
He rushed towards the entrance kicking down the door
And he kept going back in and bringing out more
Went back in one last time to check all was clear
So full of determination and he showed no fear.
The heat was so intense and the building ablaze
You could just see the outline through smoky haze
He finally came out and collapsed on the ground
With third degree burns that's what the medics found.
An honourable discharge and then he came here
And a medal of honour for the man with no fear
That rescue changed Bill he was never the same
People avoided him they should bow down in shame.
He was born in New York city but didn't go back
And settled down here to get his life back on track
He'd been missing for a week so the police called around
And got in touch with us when his medal they found ".
The general then added" Bill was one of the best"
And asked for volunteers to carry him to his rest
I looked around the church at all the hands in the air
Felt sad that when he needed help it just wasn't there.
Never judge a book by its cover my mother told me
I wish I had listened to her and helped Bill Disney
At his graveside seven soldiers fired shots in the air
A great shame it took his death for people to care.
Written 12 August 2019.
For bring a character to life poetry contest
Sponsored by Richard Lamoureux.
People from all over come to see the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree.
Men, women, children alike – all say it’s a most beautiful sight.
Every year they search for the tallest Christmas tree
And decorate it so carefully.
There is nothing left to chance – there must be bulbs on every branch.
This tree is a symbol of our right to be free Put up each year for the world to see.
It has become symbolic to us like the Thanksgiving Day parade
New years on Times Square which are the things
That AMERICA shares.
Every dream that you perceive – in NEW YORK CITY can be achieved.
There are centers of every kind- where dreams become alive
The diamond center, the garment center, the art center too
And that’s just to name a few.
The United Nations was built on these grounds
Where every language can be found.
NEW YORK CITY where I was born and raised
I give you thanks and I give you praise. © LRams
True story, my uncle was a famous safe cracker
Before becoming a soldier in World War I
Known to police in New York City for robbery
The army wanted his skills against the Huns
Employed him to defuse bombs the Germans threw
In the trenches around the front lines
And also to defuse all the mines around them
Till the end of the war was showing signs
Dying in the war he received a medal of honour
Posthumously for his heroic bravery
Made amends for his past so unsavoury
When I came along I was named after him
Quite a hero I always looked up to
Before the war, a criminal known to police
After death got the recognition he was due
© Jack Ellison 2015
Love affair
Heart to heart transactions in the air
It was a large Banking Corporation Office Tower in New York City
Eyes met
Tony and Regina’s dating set
No With drawl
Tony and Regina worked as Temps for the same agency
Worked in different departments within Investment Management Group of Stocks and Bonds
There was definitely a love thing
However, it was noticeable and plenty of observation
A regular employee of the bank stated, “Tony and Regina have romance going on
It didn’t matter, love was love
I can assure you, Tony and Regina felt it was everything to think of
They even went to Bloomingdale’s 59 and they joked around
In fact, there was this long dinner table fit for a mansion, and Tony played like he was rich and having an elegant affair, and it was a sensation
Not only was Regina impressed, there was an audience that wasn’t expected
Applaud love and Regina behind it
Nonetheless, love story genuine
Suddenly love took a down turn
Not on Regina’s part as my temp assignment had come to an end that day
Regina was out sick
We were so busy dating, and never exchanged phone numbers
Heart struck
Love search
this is the year of Audrey
my big sister for whom my love transcends
our mother called us "her diamonds"
for we were her most precious gems
married for 35 years to Bill
her "Captain" and forever groom
a women of style and class
an organizer who behind the scenes
who can make any occasion bloom
an amazing mother to Tiara "little momma"
and Taylor who they call "little poppa" too
a devoted pet owner to her doggy baby Todah
who is so spoiled & oh so cute
she retired from corporate America
but went on to continue her education
and in 2021 got a Master's degree
in Business Administration
now ready to start her next career
in the field of real estate
I know she will take charge of it
and be successful and truly great
she's always been active and athletic
since the day she was born
and at the age of sixty
decided to run the New York City marathon
a member & servant leader
at Cathedral International in Perth Amboy
her & the "Captain" head the Marriage Ministry
with much love, devotion and joy
red is her color and her favorite Scripture
is Philippians 4:13
for she believes she can do all things
thru Christ who will give her that ways & the means
And as we celebrate the year of Audrey
I just want her to truly comprehend
she's been my ride or die, my big sister
but more importantly my best friend
It can be kind of depressing,
living in upstate New York,
because of that damn city,
that grand ol’ attention whore,
I cannot go anywhere
without having to explain
that I don’t live in a borough,
I live three hours away!
Can’t go to vote in November,
without a voice in my mind
reminding me they cancel us,
that it’s all a waste of time.
Can’t expect rights protected,
not in the countryside,
not when Urban know-it-alls
think history has a ‘tide.’
And to top it off the upstate
lands are quite something to see,
overflowing with wilderness,
and quiet, pastoral beauty.
We got thunderous Niagara,
and Letchworth’s massive gorge,
Finger Lakes and wine country,
Ontario’s freshwater shores.
The rolling, lore-steeped Catskills,
shot through with mighty cloves,
the rocky Adirondacks,
break sky with ancient stone,
the grandeur of the Hudson
carves it was through the scene,
flanked by bucolic county,
and deep wilderness serene.
The north has the St. Lawrence,
of Thousand Islands fame,
the central lands have waterfalls,
and are shot through with caves.
The sheer walls of Shawangunk,
the rugged beauty of Lake George,
Champlain with its famous monster,
Lake Placid’s Olympic sports.
Yes, there’s quite a lot up here,
so much for folks to see,
all of it in the shadow,
of that oversized city.
Though now that I think of it,
if the city wasn’t there,
all those ten million people,
would have to move somewhere…
Oh, good lord, no!
Come visit the Big Apple,
it’s a magic place to go,
the finest experience
most folks will ever know!
With skyscrapers, museums,
great food on every plate,
come visit New York City,
I swear to God, it’s ‘great.’
I can’t. Icon. Three such simple words,
plastered on a yacht featuring the queen.
‘All aboard!’ Madonna calls…
‘All aboard the Superpop.’
It took me a lifetime to get here. An eternity.
Little me on her knees made the devil pray,
I worked hard for my bucket list.
Now it’s time to play..
‘All aboard! All aboard the Superpop.’
Manifesting it from my vision board
I must have dreamed up this world tour,
following my favorite star.
Ten different destinations
ten different reinventions of a legend.
I can’t possibly be here about to follow her.
Maybe she’ll play impromptu at the bar.
‘All aboard the Superpop.’
That was how I felt before I came aboard.
I thought I knew just what I was in for.
It was just as I thought, until the last stop.
‘All aboard! All aboard the Superpop.’
On the streets of New York City,
I was meant to lose my mind completely.
I knew this was a finale fit for a royal.
Instead of just one? It was meant for three.
‘To all you fans here’s a gift from me.
Please welcome my brothers in royalty.
Prince, MJ…
How ‘bout you come and dance with me?
‘All aboard the Superpop!’ Madonna bowed.
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If I had the choice to start over again
What would I rather have been
A rocket scientist, a famous writer
Or a stand-up like Norma Jean!
Must've been fun to make 'em laugh
To make people giggle and smile
To help them forget life's many struggles
If only for a very short while
Now that's what I call a fun type job
But I'm sure it had its down side
Like sleeping all day and up all night
Could make a person bleary eyed!
Must've been hard in New York City
Trying to please a tough crowd
Her comedic skills are evident today
When you read her poetry out loud!
So instead of a comic, I became an artist
Kinda similar in a way don't ya think
Both creative and unique occupations
Guess we both ended up in the pink!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Norma Jean was a good friend on another poetry site!
Born as Lesley Sue Goldstein in New York City,
she grew up to be famous in Tenafly, New Jersey.
Leslie achieved great success in the music scene,
with her hit song “It’s My Party” at age sixteen.
Other hits include “Judy’s Turn to Cry” and “You Don’t Own Me”.
They were followed with “She’s a Fool” and “Summer and Sandy”.
She has had a life of “Sunshine, Lollipops, and Rainbows”.
After all these years, her popularity still grows.
She was quite a famous singer in her day.
Record producer Quincy Jones showed her the way.
Her career as a songwriter continues today.
Thanks to wikipedia.org online encyclopedia for information I obtained to write this poem.