Long Person Poems
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A short, fat man with ruddy nose
Who dresses up in ruddy clothes
And sits behind a tiny herd
Of reindeer as they fly like birds
Across the sky delivering gifts
To boys and girls. He must be swift!
To answer every wish and hope
That omnipresent philanthrope
From pole to pole they travel fast
A Christmas feat that’s unsurpassed
From home to home they’re never seen
By any person in between
Except perhaps by nodding child
Anticipatingly beguiled
Who catches sight of something weird
In crimson coat and fluffy beard
But awed amid a stifled yawn
Can’t speak before the vision’s gone
Too groggy to communicate
Shuts eyes and hopes that sleep will wait
Yet floats off in another dream
Envisioning a Christmas scene
A merry little fantasy
On jolly Santa’s comfy knee
But then the dark capitulates
And dawn and child abruptly wake
Then recollecting image of
A bushy face with child-like love
Rush out in unrestrained pursuit
Of gentle man in scarlet suit
But setting eyes upon the piles
Of packages in wrapping … smiles
And thoughts of stranger dressed in red
Escape enthusiastic head
Now reindeer, man and flying sleigh
Have undetected, slipped away
Into a dream of Christmas cheer
That happens only once each year
And resting underneath a bed
A box now holds a suit of red
And whiskers of a snowy white
Still warm from exploits in the night
Confirm nocturnal visit real
And father thinks he still can feel
Small eyes upon his back as he
With love placed gifts beneath the tree
December 17, 2018 A Cute Christmas Couplet (in rhyme) Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Andrea Dietrich
It has been said: That if, just one person remembers,
your life after you are gone,
then you may still be forced to walk this earth
tied to a false memory.
My prayer, is to be entirely forgotten, not recalled at all,
not for the wealth of my spirit, or for its poverty,
not for my mortal works, or for all those works,
unfinished or laid aside. LET ME BE,
I do not wish to remain, as an eclipse of your mind.
Do not linger over my progeny, or ancestry,
let them be their own flagstaff of humanity -
for are we not all, just light and shade,
quickly passing across a flawed mirror?
However, if by chance you come upon
one sunlit buttercup,
shining upon a dewy meadow,
you may recognize that same simplicity in you,
and discerning that fleeting display,
see it as a clear immortal vision,
of your own awakening eyes -
if so,
remember that - only that.
You was my Baby Girl and I was your White Stallion
Together we overcame some of our darkest days
There's not a single soul in Hell that could ever change
The way I feel about you girl
Because I'm feeling strange
Without you it's like I'm missing a fuze to my brain
Don't get confused all my cylinders are hitting
But my heart is sprang
I hate to tell you the truth but I can't lie
Ever since I got the news I been wanting to die
There's not a single person on this earth that can save now
I rebelled against my Father and He threw me out
Will the Heavens ever take me back up again
Ever since I got locked up I been practicing
To be a better person to show you I really care
Sometimes I feel uncertain about this pain I bare
But my inner desires are very plain
I only desire the Blessings of your Love Babe
I will probably be late to my own funeral.
The day before I was born
I was clinging to my tree
like a sleeping monkey.
Being human is to shed skins
each day. Being human
is to know that you are not,
while acting as if you are.
Those skins are slippery,
bananas' left for others to slide upon,
and they will just make folks mad at you,
so be tidy.
You are a mighty onion
and inside your many layers
a real human awaits
your last grand peeling.
Be good, and always pass around
your best wine.
Me? I'm still swinging
from the tree of life eating bananas,
but I am as human as I can get
for a person with nothing much
to preach.
dear Lord I surrender my life to you
and want to do the things you want me to do
I lay everything down because you are my friend
and you love me from begining untill end
you have no conditions your love is free
and my life is the most precious gift that you gave to me
I know you never make us do anything
we don't want to do
you gave your life for me
and I give up my life for you
so I COME to the foot of the cross
where i lay everything down that's a distraction to me
I surrender all to walk eternaly with you
nothing else can satisfy my soul
no one else can make me whole
I want to be the person that you intend me to be
so I surrender all willingly. Amen
Ironic!
Greta Thunberg
attacked...
mocked by POTUS
Quite baffling he tells...
her to "Chill!"
Huh? Says...
the same man
who blows
a gasket
on twitter
every single day?
Now he bullies a teen?
Sad
Hypocritical
(Yalto)
Date written: 12/12/2019
Note: Greta Thunberg is a 16-year old Swedish environmental activist recently named "Time magazine's 2019 Person of the Year". A title not sitting well with POTUS, so he slams her out of jealousy? It's easy to see my frustration with this write. I find this very unacceptable. Even the most ardent of POTUS supporter that I know didn't like this.
A LETTER 2 MY SON'S
I'M WRITING THIS LETTER 2 TELL U HOW MUCH U BOYS MEAN 2 ME. I HOPE IT DON'T GET 2 LONG, I DO HAVE ALOT 2 SAY, ILL DO MY BEST 2 KEEP IT SHORT.. MOMMY FIRST NEEDS 2 TELL U HOW SORRY I AM 4 EVERYTHING U HAVE GONE THRU WHEN I WASN'T AROUND. I MADE SO MANY MISTAKES, & TOOK THE WRONG PATH.. I NEVER MEANT 2 HURT U GUYS, & AS U GET OLDER I FEEL LIKE THERE IS SO MANY QUESTIONS U WANT 2 ASK ME. PLEASE NEVER B AFRAID 2 ASK MOM QUESTIONS ABOUT ANYTHING, I WANT U GUYS 2 ASK ME SO I CAN GIVE U ANSWERS. I HAVE SO MUCH REGRET, GUILT, PAIN IN MY HEART 4 NOT BEING THE MOM I SHOULD OF BEEN, 4 EVERY TEAR U CRIED, I HAVE CAUSED BECAUSE I WAS NOT A GOOD MOM, I HURT U 3 BOYS, I KNOW U WILL ALWAYS HAVE THAT PAIN BECAUSE I WASN'T THERE THE WAY A MOM SHOULD BE.. I WANT U 2 KNOW I WASN'T THE PERSON I WAS WHEN I HAD U IN MY BELLY, I WAS A EXCELLENT MOM 4 A LITTLE WHILE, BUT I GOT CAUGHT UP IN SOME BAD CHOICES. TODAY I REGRET EVERYTHING IVE DONE, & I TAKE 100% RESPONSIBLY 4 MY ACTIONS.. IVE LOST 11 YEARS OF MEMORIES, OF NOT BEING WITH U WHEN U WERE SICK, OR HAVING A HARD DAY OR 2 ASK HOW UR DAY WAS AT SCHOOL. I'LL NEVER EVER GET THOSE YEARS OR MOMENTS BACK.. IM 2 BLAME 4 THE HEART ACHE U FEEL, I'M SORRY, SO DEEPLY SORRY.. I WOULD GIVE MY LAST BREATH 4 U BOYS.. I HAVE CHANGED 4 THE BETTER, I HATED WHO I WAS & 4 CAUSING TEARS & PAIN IN UR LIFE. I'M NOT GOING BACK 2 THAT LIFE EVER.. I HOPE U BOYS CAN FORGIVE ME. I'M LOOKING FORWARD 2 HOLDING U IN MY ARMS AGAIN & KISSING THOSE HANDSOME FACES, LOL. I PROMISE I'M NEVER GOING 2 LEAVE U GUYS & BE THAT AWFUL MOM AGAIN... I'M SORRY FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART.
I LOVE YOU ALEX, ETHAN & ROBBIE
2 THE MOON & BEYOND. M.U.A.H
LOVE YOUR MOM
2/6/2018
The Wise Old Tree
Wise Old Tree
What have you seen
What have you learned over the years
Did you see the first person to walk this land
The sadness of all those who died in wars
Who was the first to look at you in the sunset
How many couples fell in love beneath your boughs
Began their lives together
Shared gold bands with you and God as their witness
Did children tell stories of the creatures in your branches
Did they run when the wind rustled your leaves
Wise Old Tree
You have such a glorious history
A life all except you can only dream of
You are immortal
A god hiding in the forest
Keep your stories
Your secrets
Until you feel we are ready
Then we will listen and learn
And we will be better for it
MY IGNORANCE REFUSES ME TO ALLOW
SOUNDS AND WORDS TO BE SEEN AS SIMPLY SONGS
OR THE INSPIRATIONS TO A SONG
WE RATHER REGERST THEM TO TROUBLE THE PEOPLE
SPOKE THE WICKED PERSON.
THE REED SOMBRE WORST
THE BACKTIN SEEK CURE SUMB
SPEAK YE AS MINE
THAT YE SHALL AND MAKE WORDS FOR ME TO SPEAK
AND I SHALL SING THEM WITH
YOUR LOVER IN LIUE OF YOU
AND YOU SHALL HURT FROM HER LACK OF CONCERN.
DAMNEST ME MIGHT YOU WITH YOUR WOMAN.
SHE THAT WISHES ME .
TO SPITE YOU I SHALL BE HER LOVER
AND YOU SHALL CHORE AS HER KEEPER.
AND I SHALL STAND ABOVE YOU WHILE YOU SLEEP.
TO KISS YOU AS THE PERSON YOU ARE.
MAKE YOU MY ENED FOE. THAT I SHALL HAVE YOU TO
AS I HAVE HAD HER.
THAT YOUR COMPLICATED CIRCUMSTANCE SHALL
MAKE YOU WEAK, AND YOUR NEED FOR LOVE
SHALL HAVB YOU IN STRANGE PLACES.
TO BE GOSSIP FOR THOSE WHO THINK YOU BETTER.
SO THEY CAN SPEAK THE WORDS THAT THEY WISH
ABOUT YOU.
Reedth speaketh me listen
to this creaking squeaking tree
it make a bassoon proud
to speak out loud in detail
the things I see.
Speaketh me as wonderer
here in the edgy field
the moans and groans of
a tree so large
could frighten a person
to chills
fright not weary one
as I know the happenings here
the fibers within
bend with the wind
this trees end could be near
dense the wood
strong fibers too
might I brag that
it's a Black Ironwood tree
most dense of all the tree's
it was a present from
a host, a hoist that
gifted me.
It shall be felled
harvested
and made into tables and chairs
you look at me with
disappointment
do you wish the wind to prevail
oh i understand
you wish it to be fashioned
from this tree
a bassoon for those envy us
crafted for the world to see.
It expense will make
all who want
stop with a look upon there face
envy of unobtainable things
Envy and Grace
profound lyrical themes used
to explore the balance tween
artistic ambition, comparison,
Passion and redemption