Long Surprise Poems
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“Take me to your leader” ...the one
Asking seemed crazier than a
Kitten barking up a tree, but
Everyone seemed to fancy him.
“Marvelous, follow me!
Everyone likes the Kingdom’s king. Follow me…”
Twists and turns, through cramped spaces,
Out into the humid air.
“You’ll love our illustrious, delightful, leader
Or off with your head, sir! Come
Up here, onto the roof. Be careful or your shirt will tear!
Remember to respect the King, smile carefully,
Lay it on thick with a full courteous bow! Remember
Everyone is watching you!” He slid through the King’s window.
A surprise, for this impromptu entrance was
Daring. Gleefully, glancing around —
Everyone seemed to fancy him. The
Royal bowed in front of his freakish mirror.
8/19/2018
Caren Krutsinger’s Take Me To Your Leader Contest
PASTING PASSION ON PANORAMA
I love to see my most precious pearly passion
to be close to you
reflected in Nature with rapture.
Watching frigid fountain from rigid mountain cascading in opulence
splashing, thrashing, gurgling on pebbles rumbling.
Golden yellow sunflower blooms blossoms frolic cheerful
smiles at Sun, nods head, greets butterfly to kiss.
Darling! We exchange delighted glances, playing with restless fingers.
Sweetest kiss, the best award on closest amorous touch.
Roaming on romantic aroma in rim of stream of dream.
Our whispers harmonizing on rustle of leaves and murmur of breeze.
Dear, you are dear gem: Light of my mind not light but bright to reflect.
Prompt hesitant imprisoned feelings fly free on outdoor romance.
Feel sole desire of my soul: Fill your heart: Don’t hurt my ego.
Bubbling blood in flood troubling wobbling heart n trembling pulses.
Present pleasure drops like dew drops as present on rose petals.
Loitering in garden of Eden, I wish to wander like Romeo.
My emerald emotion, crimson passion, lavender love adorns you in elegance.
I know, I love you most and I love most to know you.
I long to live for you and determined to die for you.
My lust ablaze on flame in cool calm quiet ambient.
Sheen Sun seen to shine, sure to set on same schedule
with promise of rise on next dawn with vivacious vigor: No surprise.
My passion for you is blended in Joy of Nature.
09/11/18
Contest by Regina McIntosh
IT IS TOUGH TO FACE DEFEAT,
KNOWING I FAILED.
MY PARTNER OF TEN YEARS,
UP AND BAILED.
YOU CAN SEE THE PAIN,
ALL OVER MY FACE.
I THOUGHT SHE HAD,
FALLING FROM GRACE.
FOR A LONG TIME, I BLAMED
EVERYONE ELSE.
WHAT A SURPRISE, NONE OTHER
THEN HERSELF.
I'M STUCK HERE PAYING
THE PRICE.
SHE MOVED ON AND STARTED
A NEW LIFE.
I'M HELPLESS AND HOPELESSLY
LOST.
LOVING HER CAME WITH A
COST.
I SIT AND REMINISCE IN THE
PAST.
AT A LOVE I THOUGHT WOULD
LAST.
THE FIRST TIME I SAW HER,
SUNSHINE ON A RAINY DAY.
An ANGEL SENT FROM
FAR, FAR AWAY.
SO MANY MEMORIES,
SO MUCH I REMEMBER.
IT FLOODS MY THOUGHTS,
INCREASES MY TEMPER.
NO NEED FOR ME TO TRY AND
EXPLAIN.
AN ANGEL THAT BRINGS MISERY AND
PAIN.
TO LOVE A DEMON WHO COULD
NEVER BE TAME.
TOO MANY KNOTS WITHIN
THE CHAIN.
Turbo1904?
Just imagine if Jesus knocked at your door
Imagine the surprise that would be instore
would you fall to your knees or would
you invite him in
for the day he comes is the day that our life will really begin
His Glory will shine so radiant and bright
imagine that day that with him we will reunite
imagine walking side by side
forgetting our past life which was once like a roller coster ride
imagine when all the pain and sufferering has all gone
and our walk him will still go on
we all will be with him in a beautiful place
Imagine the day we see him face to face.
inspired by the song I can only imagine. by casting crowns,
Have you ever had the wonderful surprise of finding something you weren’t looking for?
My latest was a folded piece of paper…tucked neatly in the bottom of a drawer.
On it was a list of 7 football plays…in ink…now faded black
7 plays I taught our grandchildren…when I was their quarterback.
Immediately I was transported to our back yard
but to different years…and different days
I could see us out there…playing football
practicing those 7 plays.
Two grandchildren made up each team
and since an even number we lacked…
being the oldest and the slowest
they made me all-time quarterback.
Which meant they looked to me to lead them down the field
to surprise, to astound…to amaze.
It was up to me to help them score…hence the need for these 7 plays.
As I stood gazing out the window
in awe of how clearly those old memories replay
I wondered if any of the grandchildren remembered any of these 7 plays.
I’m sure they remember our football games
and if they have forgotten the 7 plays that helped them score…
There’s a wonderful surprise waiting for them
one day
tucked neatly
In the bottom of a drawer.
My friend let me share with you,
the secret of what I do,
It really is a mystery,
I have no clue is the truth you see?
It just happens to me.
I ask many questions,
I don't pretend to know,
of what's so familiar it makes
my heart glow. It just is.
From lifetimes ago.
I have a story of what it might be.
Floats around in my head,
demands attention from me.
Compelled to write an
arrangement on life.
Hearing the language
of what's behind my eyes.
But I don't know why.
I love all the same,
everything about this crazy game.
I'm fortunate and grateful to hear,
Another voice in the Wind out there.
Even if understanding's not clear.
It feels quite right,
like the warmth of a light,
Like the smell of a fresh spring day.
I'm in love with it,
when it comes my way.
A mystery this voice in me,
as puzzles are shown to my eyes.
And I don't know why….
But to my own surprise….
Sometimes I try and it's not quite right.
Sometimes I don't and then it takes flight,
and it's right….and a quiet write into light...
but I don't know why.
Just a glimpse you see… it's the oddest part
of the secret me.
Form:
In years gone by, folks didn’t like to say
God’s name to show surprise or great dismay,
and so you would hear “Goodness,“ “Gol” and “Gee,“
and also euphemisms for J.C.
Jiminy Cricket! Doesn’t that sound nice?
Jeepers Creepers, Jason Crisp or Cheese and Rice?
Godfrey Daniel! Surely you know that
is slang for God and “God rot it” is “Drat!”
“Oh my gosh,” “My goodness,” or simply “Lord”
replaced expletives that today come poured
from mouths of kids who can’t be mannerly
to just say “Leapin‘ Lizards“ or “Golly Gee!”.
You’ll hear (for damning something with God’s name),
“Dag nabbit” and “Dad gum.” They might seem tame
but fit the bill and give us a small thrill!
But dang it, why would someone say “Sam Hill?”
Words from the Holy Bible we enjoy
employing when we say Holy Moley,
Holy cow, Judas Priest (but WAIT!)
For Pete’s Sake! How did Judas ever rate?
Great Scott, there’s even Jumpin’ Jehosophat!
How the HECK did they ever come up with that?
By Jove, I’m nearly finished. Now pretty please. . . .
Instead of using Christ’s name, just say Jeeeeez!
Written July 26, 2015
Long after the drought
vast fields of parched earth
have waited with ears to the wind
Desperate with thirst and withered to rust
each breeze tosses dust to the sky
Then, thundering sounds, from the stomper of clouds
comes from deep from the girth of the hills
There are trampling sounds, and rain seeds are thrown
in answer to prayers, with requisite words
that roars to deafen their fears
In great anticipation, the sky becomes dark
and the spark of excitement is high
The sun becomes lost, and the pebbles of rain
fall to earth, tossed like bright silver coins
Hydration of air, is a gift from the gods
Invigorates, and awakens the sod
Precipitation arrives, and the world comes alive
Crystallization of hope and surprise
Sun-choked and thirsty, earth turns up an eye
grateful, at last, to the clouds in the sky
While Into green silk, comes a new stalk of grass
and raindrops are now welcomed home with applause
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4/4/16 Originally For "Elements Part #3 Water
Sponsor Laura Loo, for Any poem written on April 4th/ 2016
There in the corner of my room
I feel a strong sense of doom
With all lights out, the room is dark
My dog begins to bark!
Yet, I see a blinking light
Of a ghostly apparition in the night!
Clunk…Clunk…is the sound I hear
As the ghostly-being draws awfully near
The scent of the dead is somewhat odd
I spot its evil grin a I scramble for my rod!
It knows I see it and knows I’m there
Life flashes before me as I horridly stare
Right in the face of this ghostly-being
I can’t believe what my eyes are seeing!
Fear leaves its dreadful taste in my mouth and tongue
I can’t help but scream to the top of my lungs!
But, to my surprise
It winks and replies:
“Shhh! Not so loud, living corpse!
You’re going to go hoarse!
Just let me touch your mobile phone
You know, E.T. has to go phone home!”
Santa has a problem,
Mrs. Claus is really sore,
Working one whole day a year,
She hardly sees him anymore.
Even on his days off
He's hanging out with elves,
Or playing games with reindeer,
Or restocking toyshop shelves.
Could it be that he no longer thinks she's hot?
What do elves and reindeer have that she ain't got?
But Mrs. C. knows just what she will do,
When he gets back this time,
She'll be brand new.
She'll go out shopping for clothes,
And maybe nip-tuck her nose,
Then on to address some excess adipose.
Her bosom's rather small,
So she'll enlarge it.
When asked how she will pay,
She'll just say "Charge it!"
"Then maybe he will pay attention to me.
He certainly will when the credit card bill comes due!"
But will it be enough to change him?
Dare she try to rearrange him?
The big galoot is how he is.
Still, he is hers, and she is his,
And his Christmas biz is all that gets them through.
Santa knows he's been neglectful,
But what's a guy like him to do?
Can't disappoint the girls and boys
Who all depend on you.
And, it's true, they don't go out much,
Sometimes to a coffee bar,
But living at the North Pole,
You can only go so far.
Now he has a little secret
He hopes will make her less upset,
Next year he plans to work from home
And just use the internet.
But he won't let her know that right away.
He'll wait 'til he's back home,
And they have some time alone,
Because he's really keen to see
Her brand new physiognomy
Before he springs his big surprise
On Christmas Day.