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'While stranded high and dry
unemployed skippers ate a lot of kippers'
which smacks of a red herring to me
is a tale told when we were but nippers
altho' with neither fowl nor feline
in a beautiful pea-green boat
the motley crew who put to sea
were assuredly safe and sound when afloat
but then as ocean water rose within
thereby a somewhat large hole revealing
the now woeful matelots felt dreadfully unhappy
as they smelt a strange yet serious sinking feeling
for sadly a rather bad leak had sprang in the bilge below
and their ship went down like the proverbial stone
so the jobless captains fared far better
as landlubbers secure ashore home on their own
Brainwashed to the core
Forgiveness is what I need
Learned to love you more
Disoriented
I dreamt of you so hopelessly...
Infatuated
When I look at you,
I feel safe and sound for once
You disappeared...blue...
Disoriented
I seek shelter from the rain...
Drippin' insane...dread...
When I do touch you,
I feel like I'm relieved from...
Grief that takes over
Disoriented
Wanting you, beloved
Tucked worries in bed
I listen to songs
Contemplating you again
I told you my wrongs
Disoriented
I fell so hard, friend of mine
Hm, I did...repent
Bleeding out regret
Say something I don't know, dear
Why are you upset?
Disoriented
I forget what we've talked of
Overexcited
Glad to be with you
Change is a challenging chore
You speak critically
Disoriented
You are hot and I am cold
Took chill pill instead
Nervous to the max!
Feeling myself...chillaxin'
Just listen.......relax!
Disoriented
Losing track of time now
Feeling myself...dead x.x
Battle axe (For the 2nd Half) ... "At last!"
Way too fast past the rescue rascal hassling haphazardly mastered dastardly bastards' fractions of captioning cast iron spiraling wired wax on wax off golf cart Bart Simpson minced garlic cubes boob tube huge goober schooner dooms Days Taser taker wafer run stun gun NOT funny honey bun for one shunned lonesome wholesome quotient potion grunt of a stunt punt the ball into mid autumn leaves fall raking reiki draped date maker place mat patty whack hacky sack crap slapped happy tap dance romance slanted jambalaya riot spliced mice diet quiet cheese, please teases on both knees bereavement easing Fort Leavenworth girth that brings birth to twerk twerps slurred slurping squirts of hurting beef Jerky lurching around the church yard disbarred and charred crash cars 100 yards too far to see scars Mars rover Range Rover Red rover come over 4 leaf clover lawn mower seed Sower leaf blower as NOT just another voter devotional spokesperson swerving tertiary but too scary hairy fairy blue berry merry go round sage turns the page safe and sound clown town brown bag the sandwich fad dude and all of that...
A jolly fisherman came ashore
in his old boat with just one oar.
He must have two to row back home;
with only one, his boat would roam.
And with no fear, he sang out loud
a song to which he danced and bowed-
a jolly song that asked the sea
to bring his oar back- one, two, three!
He smiled and danced a jolly way
and twirled and whirled in grand display-
when all at once, the waves splashed high!
He smiled and breathed a happy sigh!
For heading towards the sandy beach
his oar was almost within reach
brought in by dolphins, safe and sound-
the fisherman's lost oar was found!
The dolphins love their jolly friend-
and on their help, he can depend!
August 17, 2022
When I started to date, a token-coin I was given. I was told to hide it in my purse, never but never spend it away. If you ever need to call home, your token-coin will save the day. I never needed that token-coin, tucked away safe and sound. It was always there, where it belonged. One day I cleaned out my purse, I found that old token-coin.
As I began to rub it, all the years flashed by. I then realized all the love, given in that token-coin to keep by my side.
Date Written: 3/22/2021
A-ll eyes of Jem truly love you,
I-n the sincerity of her face;
Y-ou shall now understand
E-verything's in proper place.
S-weet eyes of Jem truly love you,
S-ee the glad sparkling glow;
H-appiness is really brought,
A-ccepting not the sorrow.
J-em's eyes truly love you,
E-very second of the day;
M-inutes and hours are spent to watch over your way.
A-s eyes of Jem truly love you,
S-leep at night safe and sound;
T-wenty-sixth September morn
R-ises you with much mirth around.
O-pen eyes of Jem truly love you,
L-ight shines in the blue sky;
A-fter the rain disappears,
V-ile weather passes by.
I-n spite of the mist and haze that cause mess to your view;
O-ne thrill you feel because eyes of Jem truly love you.
through the years i have been trying
to find a love that was not lying
about the way he really felt
with one touch he'd make me melt
but my heart i shut down tight
i would not let it take flight
it was hurt too many times
by too many lovers lies
it was hard to trust again
till i found you as my best friend
my heart grew wings a little more
you helped me open up the door
and knocked down my walls of doubt
letting all my love flow out
into a world of tenderness
that i feel with each kiss
and warm embrace that i receive
leading my heart to believe
that love and laughter can be found
in your arms so safe and sound
Why does the doorbell ring
When I am going to sleep;
And why does the bank clerk call
When I’m eating my lunchtime bread?
I’ve structured my life for calm,
To be honest and to be free
Yet many around seem so intent
on continually disturbing me.
They park their cars
And trap me in
And cut their lawns to let the grass
Straight through my house blown in
They answer many a simple
And polite request
With hate disdain anger and disgust
They can’t do anything honest or simple
Without noise and chaos and meaningless fuss.
They light their streets with so much light
You cannot see even a single star in the sky at night
They spend their days watching PC’s cell phones and TV’s
And read less than a single book each year it seems to me.
They can’t comprehend most things
Complex or in profundity
Most are meant to quickly be forgotten
Quickly in time by eternity
They dress like slobs
And eat like pigs
And speak without much grammar
and with common vulgarity.
But we just have to tolerate
Their ignorance and sin
And find a way to not let any of it in.
I need a way to feel safe
And removed from all of this
I need a constant hug from God and a kiss.
Enfolded in a sacred light
Safe and sound
Both day and night
good morning all
below is anther entry in honor of love and valentine's day
on a side not however
I have an aunt who my family and I are very close with
just before christmas she fell down a flight of stairs
she remains in the hospital
she has undergone a couple of surgeries
her therapy and recovery may take up a year
my point in all this is
my message to you all today is be aware of your footing and balance
plan your move before taking a step
may this day find you all safe and sound
and yes
happy valentine's day to all special couples everywhere
thank you...
"inside fantasies"
roses
candies
kisses
embraces
love
desires
emotions
dances
alongside many roses and embraces
together with desires and emotions
kisses of love dance inside fantasies
SkyWatcher
01-19-24
Your mom and dad, long in captivity
may not recall the joys of being free.
They've learned to live their life so peacefully;
fed and protected from adversity.
Away from Africa's hot, sultry days
they must be penned indoors in heated bays
in zoos that share our climate's winter phase,
to walk in circles and in feeders graze.
Yet, genes do carry nature's fine imprint;
their baby within hours found the hint.
The smell of outdoor air and sunlight's glint
led him to that closed door with every sprint.
As if he knew that freedom dwelled out there,
he stood and smelled the gift of outdoor air.
Oh little one, though now it seems unfair,
the door will open soon for you to share
that outdoor space, to romp and run on grass...
but still enclosed by barriers en masse.
In time, your 'born-free memory' will pass
to join your parents in their captive class...
to live less free but, surely, safe and sound,
ensuring that your species will abound.
Sandra M. Haight
~8th Place~
Premiere Contest: Enter A Poem Written in April (not for a contest)
Sponsor: Laura Loo
Judged: 05/27/2017
Note: Reticulated Giraffes are an endangered species, and calves born in the wild only experience a 35% survival rate since they are hunted as prey. Many zoos are helping to make sure this doesn't happen by breeding in captivity, a very noble and positive cause, and Animal Adventure Park does an awesome job.
It just touched my heart to see the baby giraffe, within a few hours after birth, being so inquisitive and wanting to go beyond that door.