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Premium Member Everything's Alright

I grew up on a farm
that was often boring, despite its charm.
As a form of detox
I loved to go on walks,
ignoring my mom's talks
for I knew she was scared, I'd come to harm.

It's scary by yourself,
I felt I might meet the Devil himself.
But, that never stopped me
I wanted to roam free 
where no one else would be
and in winter, I'd sneak out by myself.

On my way home, I'd go
past a cemetery shrouded in snow.
Rumored to hold a curse
some say, involves a hearse
and locals fear the worse
for strange sounds get heard when winter winds blow.

Once, I felt unsteady
and couldn't pass; I just wasn't ready.
There's nothing I could prove
but I was scared to move,
and things didn't improve
though I should've been back home already.

And then I saw mom's light,
never has there been a more welcome sight.
Though her eyes were glaring
and her tongue unsparing,
her scolding showed caring
and her heart whispered everything's alright.


(Rhyme)


1/7/2018
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Weenie Princess

Patches of choco brown and black wrap my fur
with  long hotdog body, I roll in loops,
“ Hershey” is what they fondly name me
flopping ears as mice and ants rush for a kill…
and with the kids, nose snuggles for tickle feast
while Mom runs amuck with suds on her hair;
these bug me, bathing and trimming of nails.

When holidays come, it’s fashion show time
like a German spy, I nibble the costumes
feigning sleep as teeth snarl those threads!
Loyal and cute, my almond eyes wink to charm…
but bark I do when strangers knock , and Hannah,
our neighbor trembles as I “arf” at her mere scent.

I love to sneak out the gate to play and goof off;
one day, a runaway thrill off the street did harm…
a rogue snatched me , bugged my neck
hearing faint shouts, “ Hershey, come back!”

Oh,I miss the awful hair washes, patter of kids’ feet,
warm cuddles, and dog gone evening tricks.
For eight years, I reigned as a Weenie princess…
Now, I look at the stars and touch my family’s faces.

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*it’s been 3 years since our dachshund, Hershey,
got lost. My nephews and I miss her!


rob carmack's Dachshunds Contest

If He Only Knew

If I were him
Each day a blessing when I wake
A soft kiss on the cheek
Sneak out of bed and our coffee I make

A smile on my face
As I watch you rise
Crawl back in bed
Put my hands on your thighs

If I were him
I wouldn’t have to beg for time
I’d be right there
Because you’d be mine

If I were him
Making you happy would be my goal
How much I love you
You would know

If I were him
I’d have your voice in my ear
I’d see you look at me
I love you I would hear

If I were him
I’d have your hands on me every day
Because If I were him
When I begged, you would stay

If I were him
I could sit and watch and listen to you eat
After the dishes 
We’d take a walk on our hobbit like feet

If I were him
I’d have you so near
I’d pull you close 
Kiss you and whisper I love you dear

If I were him
I’d feel you in bed move close to me
Little spoon big spoon
You in a white nightie  

If I were him
I could rest easy
Because when I woke
you would be next to me

So If I were him 
I would love you and you’d know
But most importantly, if I were him
I’d never have to watch you go
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Never Looking Back

 Lover's fears and tears.
 I place my hands up to my ears,
 roll my eyes, and walk away.
Oh, why does it have to be this way?

I take a deep breath and sneak out until the air clears
into the comfort of my room and close the door until I hear
tranquility and serenity of silence.

Where is the justice?

He's given me years of happiness with his presence.
The years have changed him, and I am ready of his absence.

I take a step forward, cast
out forget the evil of the past.
Lay it all on a pyre, put it a flame, 
and watch it all go up in flames.

12/17/2018
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Justice Take a Step Forward and Don T Look Back

Take a Step Forward and Don't Look Back


Drama of lover’s fears and tears.  
I place my hands up to my ears, 
Roll my eyes, and walk away,
Oh, why does it have to be this way? 
Why can't things ever change for us? 

~

I take a deep breath 
And sneak out until the air clears. 
Into the comfort of my room 
And close the door 
Where I find tranquility 
And serenity of silence.
I lay on my bed with a good book 
And open the door 
Entering a fantasy world of 
Medieval castles with Prince and Princess 
Courtly manners and courtly love,
Knights with their codes of chivalry. 
Fire breathing dragons and magic fairies,
Greek & Roman gods and goddesses. 

~

You will never experience 
All that is wonderful
If you keep focusing 
On the bad experience 
That’s behind you.  

~

Where is the justice? 

~

Take a step forward, 
Forget the evil of the past. 
Lay it all on a pyre 
And put it a flame 
And watch it all go up in flames. 
Just walk away 
And don't 
Look back.


 8/25/2015
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Limburger Cheese Dreams

  
       It’s time to put forth some new information
         to shatter the myth of small primate intimidation

       I’m done scurrying from one alley to another
          just to scrounge some rancid cheese for my brothers

       So, from now on it’s full bore galore
          Me and my friends are hittin’ up every dairy store

        I distract ‘em in front with my Mighty Mouse routine
           While my comrades sneak out the back with limburger unseen

        And next month, we invade Madison Cheese Garden
           (I’ll be the one with a butcher knife and hard-hat-on)

Premium Member Broken Bodies - Broken Bones

All the Broken bodies - all the broken bones
All lying dead bloodied within the war zones

The heat unbearable - the stench even more
As the smell of death seeps from every pore 

No respect is given so we can bury the dead
So we are left to sleeping with them instead

Children as all crying they do not understand
Just what's happening in their promised land

People no longer have trust in their very own
Whispered words, relayed on their cell phone

Who has sold them out, to who is the enemy
Black market men come, with their remedies 

Possessions sold so we can sneak out by night
No thoughts at all given, to our frighten plight

Camping out on the borders of our loved land
All of us at the mercy of our own “God’s” plan

Our children are starving as women are raped 
We cannot go back there is no forward escape

Nobody wants us, it has all been heard before
And people getting sick of hearing of your war

Broken bodies, broken bones, as broken minds
Reminds us all of a unjust life that is so unkind

The ethnics, the minority, and indigenous ones
Whether it is the bulldozers or someone's guns

It may take a life time, but you will feel my pain
Wake up one morning, with nothing else to gain

Your life worthless, as that pile of broken bones 
Then left to ponder on your very own war zones

It may take a life time, but you will feel my pain

Broken bodies, broken bones . . . 

Indiana Shaw . . .
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Melancholy Moods of a Cow

I think my MOO MOJO has let me down
that HE bull, Morris, just grunts and frowns
he doesn't even glance around
when I pass by, I'm just another COW.

Those devilish twins, Dan and Dick
sneak out at night to play their tricks
while I try to sleep, they go COW DIP
and knock me down, they need a good WHIP.

And every morning, when Sally MILKS me
she pulls so hard, it nearly KILLS me
It's an UDDER shame, one day, you'll see
I'll KICK her good, when she ain't looking!

I'm in a baneful MOOD, I feel so alone
Just wandering along, I MOO and I MOAN
I chew my old CUD and aimlessly roam
Wish I weren't filled with these dang HORMONES!   





Written on 2/19/2016

First love

I miss us 
The US which never existed
The late night calls,
The secret talks, sneak out,
And everything that falls
You were my treasure,
I found on my dark island
But now everything fells silent
Numb maybe
I was so used to you
That without you there was no me 
I was always scared of being alone 
Nevermind you moulded me into a stone
You didn't broke my heart babe
U took it with you 
But i deserve to know for who
Was I so unlovable
Or was I too available.
I wish i could do the same
Wish you could know what it feels to be In flames
Love is such a blessing 
But you made it a cursing.
But I realized I was not in love with you
I was in love with the idea of you.

First love

I miss us 
The US which never existed
The late night calls,
The secret talks, sneak out,
And everything that falls
You were my treasure,
I found on my dark island
But now everything fells silent
Numb maybe
I was so used to you
That without you there was no me 
I was always scared of being alone 
Nevermind you moulded me into a stone
You didn't broke my heart babe
U took it with you 
But i deserve to know for who
Was I so unlovable
Or was I too available.
I wish i could do the same
Wish you could know what it feels to be In flames
Love is such a blessing 
But you made it a cursing.
But I realized I was not in love with you
I was in love with the idea of you.

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