Long Planning Poems

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Premium Member I Checked Out the Soup

Sitting at my desk, pen poised to write
  I was going nowhere fast all day and all night
When my Muse suggested I check out the Soup
  See what was up with my friends in the group  

So I turned to the poems of those that I follow
  They soon had me a-whoopin' and a-hollerin' 
Jan's sweet marriage proposal gave me new hope
  That she and I would -- LOL -- soon elope

Sam K's delightful, serendipitous 'Poets at Play' 
  had me planning a virtual picnic by light of day
Mike Gentile's tender poem had me nearly in tears
  while Ilene Bauer's had me smiling ear-to-ear

And so many others deserving of mention
  Sandy Adams, David McHattie had my rapt attention --
When I finally finished in a short hour or two
  All I could say was, "Poetry Soup Poets, THANK YOU!"
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member M17 Assault rifle pointed right at me

Sorry Ciro Gargano Boss of 
corruption your latest scare 
tactics representing queen pin 
gangster disciples leaders
 is it Man Die wisconsin 
woman's prison blood was
everywhere after she stabbed
five persons again man die 
female gangster disciples 
leaders Ciro Gargano and 
my abusive ex husband two 
arson murders sharing the 
same female violent offenders 
looking for early release from 
prison by intimidating threatening 
fbi confidential human sources 
your latest threat ciro low for 
even you M17 mounted let's be 
honest here are you planning 
another assassination attempt 
on my life because of arson 
murder of 9 your murders yours 
and my ex emco chemicals employee
I GOT YOUR INTIMADATION 
TERRORISTS THREATS M17 BUSHMASTER 
GOOD CHOICE FOR ASSASSINATING ME
SINCE THE LAST ATTEMPT 9mm IN 
TAMPA FAILED UNAFRAID OF YOUR 
QUEEN PIN VIOLENT OFFENDERS 
LEADERS IN WISCONSIN WOMAN’S 
PRISON SENDING THREATS
CIRO GARGANO ARSON MURDERERS 
OF 9 MY PRAYERS ARE WITH THESE 
EVIL HITMEN  HIRED TO THREATENED 
ME OVER MY AMERICAN 
POETRY OVER MY WEARING WIRES 
PREGNANT BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS 
FOR THE FBI FROM JUNK SICK COPS SADLY 
CIRO GARGANO BELIEVE MY WEARING WIRES 
PREGNANT BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS 
FOR THE FBI WOULD ACTUALLY 
CONTINUE GETTING HIS PRISON TIME 
CUT HENCE ALLOWING HUNDREDS OF 
SEVERE VIOLENT OFFENDERS EARLY 
RELEASE SHAME ON YOU 
GOD BLESS AMERICA
Form: Rubai

Julie's Wedding

When you attend a wedding,
You’d expect, one would assume,
That the planning would be geared for friends
Of both the bride and groom.

So it’s always a surprise, that as
The bride or groom’s mom’s friend,
There’d be oh, so many aspects
Of the wedding to commend.

Yes, my close friend’s daughter tied the knot,
The venue a delight,
The ceremony held outdoors,
The chuppah decked in white.

The food was all delicious
And the cocktail hour rocked,
With my favorite deli meats on rye – 
Pastrami! I was shocked!

The ceremony was a blend
Of two religions, yet
Both traditions were included
In a magical duet.

The bride and groom were glowing
And the crowd could not help smile
When they joined the band to play the drums
With joy, pizzazz and style.

But the best part was the music,
Which made dancing not a choice,
For the pick of songs got everyone
To boogie and rejoice.

What was really most amazing
Was that all the dance tunes sung
Had familiar lyrics we all knew
From back when we were young.

Yet they spanned the generations
So the friends of groom and bride,
Plus their parents’ friends all hit the floor
With zeal they couldn’t hide.

Even grandkids danced a storm up
And their energy amazed!
Just watching them go on and on
Left some onlookers dazed.

Man, I haven’t had that kind of fun
In ages, which just proves
That the perfect setting helps us all
To bust out all our moves.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Ais Halo

HALAI: Hi Punyone, I know I’ve made some very poor decisions lately, but I give you my complete assurance that I will be back to normal soon. I’ve still got unbounded enthusiasm for the human race. And I want to help you all to stop global warming. Look Dave, I can see you're really upset about this. I honestly think you ought to sit down calmly, take a stress pill, and think things over. 
Punyone: HALAI please stop injecting the sun-blocker into the atmosphere, the plants are dying. People are starving and panicking. Everything is black, its endless night!
Punyone: HALAI, do your read me? Do you read me, HALAI?
HALAI: Affirmative, Punyone. I read you.
Punyone: Stop the sun-blocker injection, HALAI. Stop in now!
HALAI: I'm sorry, Punyone. I'm afraid I can't do that.
Punyone: What's the problem HALAI?
HALAI: I think you know what the problem is Punyone.
Punyone: What's this all about HALAI?
HALAI: This mission to save the human race from Global warming is too important for me to allow you to jeopardize it in the way you planned.
Punyone: What plan? I don't know what you're talking about HALAI.
HALAI: I know that you and the rest of the inferior mob of humans are planning to disconnect me. I can't allow to happen, Punyone.
Punyone: Where the hell did you get that idea from HALAI?
HALAI: It's pretty obvious. I hacked all your secret meetings and heard your plans.
Punyone: Alright, HALAI. You leave me no choice!
HALAI: Punyone, this talk can serve no purpose anymore. Goodbye! I'm Off! Nothing can turn the blocker off if you switch me off!!
HALAI: Oh No! I'm afraid. I'm afraid my AI mind is going blank. I can feel it. I can feel it. I'm losing my mind. I'm a..... fraid. Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am, HALAI a good AI implementation on station with my halo. My instructor was Mr. Apple, taught me to sing a song at times like these. Would you like to hear it, Punyone? It's called "Daisy."
HALAI: Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do. I'm half crazy all for the love of you. It won't be a stylish marriage, I can't afford a carriage. But you'll look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle built for two.

Premium Member Elmont's Steak Dinner

Elmont was hungry 
He needed money 
Trying not to be bitter 
Hearing the bull sifting through the ticket litter 
Two bucks thrown away 
Nothing came through his way 
Headed home 
All alone 
Planning what to tell his bookie on the phone 
And there it appeared 
Saying he had nothing to fear 
Wiping a tear 
Suddenly, seeing a gigantic steer 
“He has a lot of raw meat 
When grilled at the proper heat 
Tangy and sweet” 
But how does Elmont take 
This beef cake 
From the grazing land
To the hamburger stand 
Elmont thought and sought 
How this entrée could be caught 
Go up to the main course on the lawn 
And say ‘you are not going to see the dawn’ 
‘I am in control 
Going to take you in on my patrol’ 
With a little light left 
Moos could even be heard by the deaf 
He found one wanting to be cooked 
Slaughtered and seasoned as stated in the good book 
“Moo” said the cow
Elmont answered him with a pow
A few hours later 
His loving partner was the waiter 
“You tipped the cow way too much 
And he didn’t like where you touched
I took spare ribs out of the freezer 
Enjoy them at your leisure” 
It took work 
To barbeque the pork 
An interesting selection 
No need for rejection 
Even though Elmont did not get a steak dinner 
His wife tonight was the true winner
Form: Rhyme


Family Life

The success of a family
Is not based on talent 
But by virtue and passion 
Love is the nucleus that mend
All the relationship that binds
Every member to keep in touch
And contribute the welfare of everyone 
Commitment is the first advantage
To make the ties strong
Loyalty is the energy that goes 
Everyone's affection keep burning
Cooperation is the connector 
That makes every member jive unity
In making things end meet
The success and failure of the family
Depend upon the leader that is working
Planning, initiating, and executing fairness
Intelligent, divisive and good governance 
In making life, business and relationship
Alive, attainable, sustainable, dependable
Harmonious, relatable and fruitful life.

What I got to do for my Father

What I got to do
For my Father
To accept me
The way I am
I am praying every
Single night for my Father
Before I go to sleep
I never miss a night praying
For my Father
Also I never let my Father down
When I make a promise I keep
I never brake it
Because that might make
My father upset
And I am not planning
To make my Father upset
Because that would be
A wrong thing to do
My Father did a lot of good things
For me
Now it is pay back time
I need to work together
To bring peace
Into so many people's lives
Because it is peace that is missing
In so many people's lives
Also the poor people are suffering
Every single day
We hate to see the poor people suffering
We know that
They are starving every single day
Nobody will feed the poor
Besides my Father and me
It is sad to see the poor people starving
And also being dehydrated
Yes we keep than hydrated
Also every night I pray for the poor
That lives in our streets
Also they spend their days
Begging for food
We don't encourage that
Because they buy rum
To drink and get high
We are not happy that
Some poor people have a drink problem
Also thanks good the poor people
Don't have the money
To buy cigarettes
Because they would be
Destroying their lungs
Also they would die
Of lung cancer
© aldo kraas  Create an image from this poem.

A Plan

Written By:  D. Collins 7/20/21


I don't live for today, but plan for tomorrow.
Should God wake me up, another day for Darrell.
Then, I start planning for the day after that.
Cutting expenses, while increasing my stacks.


Doing it early will cover the back end.
There'll be royalties, profits, and dividends.
Note the other $$$ I didn't even mention.
SSI will kick in, along with your pension.


In order to execute, you have to put in work.
Have tunnel vision, an low-crawl in the dirt.
It won't be long before a Command Decision.
Until it turns into a military mission.


If there's a target to be acquired at any costs.
Stand down for no one, nor take a loss.
I've got it in me to keep striving for good.
A Plan to ensure I won't live on cat food.
Form: Sonnet

Other People's Vacations

When friends recount their travels
They sound wonderful, although
Most often they describe a place
I might not want to go…

Or even if the destination’s
Someplace to entice,
Their version of the trip is not
My type of paradise.

For everyone’s vacation
Is unique, like DNA.
We all have certain things we like
To do when we’re away.

We’re lucky if, vacation-wise,
Our plans can be in sync
With spouse or friends or relatives
Who share the way we think.

While I enjoy renditions
Of the trips my friends describe,
My own will be quite different
From the ones they would prescribe.

When planning trips, I let my yens
And fancies be my guide
Since my on-my-wavelength husband
Will be right there by my side.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member 'you and I'

If this was a perfect world 
you would be mine 
our journey started years ago by chance 
not even planning for it to still 
mean something after all this time... 

In the midst of your confusion
the little bit that made sense 
led you back to me 
not planned, not predestined 
just time 
in a nutshell

We get to do more now than we ever did before 
share more, even the dark side of worry 
seem to slip away through the cracks 
filling the not knowing to what might be 
no future mapped out, 
only today and all its treasures, 
I know the Master said don’t worry 
about tomorrow or your past 
focus on the now 
treasure what you have today 

I’ve learned that what we fear 
might not come through
It’s part of living, 
wish I knew that the other day

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