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Our Lovely Dog Snickers
I was directed today,
To a brand new web site.
It’s all about pets,
And some of their plights.
It got me to thinking,
Of a dog we once had.
She was part of the family;
I felt more like her dad.
When I was at work,
One thing I knew sure.
She was waiting for me,
Her heart was so pure.
When she knew it was time
For me to get home.
She’d wait by the door,
With a toy or a bone.
She’d have a smile on her face,
Her tail would be wagging.
Her affection for me
Never seemed lagging.
If I said, so she’d hear,
“I’m taken’ the truck.”
She always got excited;
She hoped she’s in luck.
If I went for a walk,
She was right by the door.
Looking at me,
With her leash on the floor.
Oh she was a shedder,
A hair-growing machine.
Our house always needed
A thorough vacuuming.
When it came time for bed,
She would stand at her cage.
She knew the routine,
was as smart as a sage.
Some time a while back,
I read of two men.
Who were speaking of Heaven,
But of course hadn’t been.
One fellow wondered,
Would they barbecue there?
Will they melt down smores?
Could the steaks be grilled rare?
Will they use charcoal briquettes?
Or does propane heat the air?
Would there be a choice of soft drinks
Or is it just water there?
Will the biscuits be golden?
Would they there use some leaven.
They were so filled with queries,
About life then in heaven.
Well one of the questions
I would ask of those two.
Will my Snickers be there?
On my slippers to chew?
Will Heaven be heaven?
If that really ain’t so.
Is it finally the place
Where I’ll want to go?
Is she still as anxious,
To run in the clouds?
Or are things there so different,
With men in white shrouds?
I’ll not forget how it ended.
Then came the conclusion.
Perfection in heaven
Is no foggy illusion.
For as my dog had her favorites,
Chew toys and a chair.
She’ll be as happy as ever
When her master gets there.
That seems now so clear,
That’s settled for me.
I have hope and joy,
As the end now will be.
If when at the gate,
I don’t my little dog see.
I’ll know I’m in heaven,
For my Master will be.
Written by oldbuck, after an afternoon of
Thinking about his little Snickers
And their possible “future” together.
* This is a CCM (Christian) song that I wrote for Lifeblood Ministries about 20 years ago, and it WILL be on my upcoming album under my music moniker "Bahku". Please visit my web site for updates @ bahku.com. Thanks! *
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Isaiah 64:8 "Yet, oh Lord, You are our Father. We are the clay, You are the potter; we are all the work of your hand."
Intro -
(Verse 1)
I've lost touch with all the things that make You real
Could be the reason why I'm just not sure
Of how I feel inside without You
All the stirrings and the hunger in my soul
Is only now replaced by carelessness
And guilt of who I am and used to be
And becoming the reflection that I see
I am.
(Verse 2)
It's taken all my life to insulate my heart
I've surrounded it with walls of words
And fortresses of self-deception
All the battles that I waged within my world
Were only vain attempts to help myself
Believe that I was changing deep inside
But all I did was find new ways to hide
(Chorus)
I am this man of clay
Lord I need you now to mold me
Please take me in your sculptor's hands
And re-create the one
I am.
(Verse 3)
Is there method to the madness in my life?
All the mortar that I've built upon
Has crumbled to my feet before me
Knowing countless are the times I've turned away
Finding temporary refuge in
The things that I could spend my senses on
Hoping when I turned I'd find the one
I am.
(Verse 4)
I have loved and lost so much as someone new
Hoping others would be taken with
The person that they wanted me to be
Living for the things they couldn't see
And not the Truth my Lord had shown to me
(Chorus)
I am this man of clay
Lord I need you now to mold me
Please take me in Your sculptor's hands
And re-create the one
I am.
Solo Break -
(Chorus)
I am this man of clay
Lord I need you now to mold me
Please take me in your sculptor's hands
And re-create the one
I am ...
This man of clay
Lord I need you now to mold me
Please take me in your sculptor's hands
And re-create the one
Re-create the one
Re-create the one
I am.
Outro -
Copyright 2002 Tsahaylu Music - ASCAP
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2017
THE THIRD WORLD WEEPS FIRST
The other day I was perplexed so I pondered and reckoned
It occurred to me that the Third World always comes second
The other night I came to the conclusion that what’s really the worst
Is that the Industrial Nations always come first
Hey, it’s more important for Mr. Important to get his T-Bone steak
Then to look at youthful skin and bones that cause my heart to break
I hear all the pleas for donations from various organizations
But why would anyone collect money for other irrelevant nations?
We’ve got our own problems here to reflect and repair
So forget those hungry mothers whose breasts have no milk to share
Simply make sure Mr. Important is comfy with Tammy his assistant on a plush leather chair
And Mrs. Important knows about Tammy and finds this whole exercise in selfishness quite unfair
Well fair it ain’t and I can tell you why in ways by the score
Because no matter how our economic stimulus is all Americans want is more
More of what Mr. Moore has more of him then him and one lovely daughter
But does anyone realize that billions of people on this planet are drinking stagnant and parasitic
water?***
So this may only be conjecture but I heard some gentleman saying something
Something about he bought his wife a flawless six carat diamond ring
S**t, sell that ring and feed……. House…… and clothes billions of people and let them praise the
rich
Or instead purchase a new Ferrari, Lamborghini or Excalibur for your dyed platinum blonde
b***h
©2011.…..Phreepoetree
If you have the time and the inclination to do so….Google “Water Charity,” and see how
profoundly easily you can change one person’s life for a very long time…..Peace
out…..Phreepoetree
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BEFORE AND SOME EIGHT YEAR OLD KID PROBABLY DROPS THE “F” BOMB EVERY HOUR ON
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CHILDREN, WHEN GRANTED ACCESS TO ANY WEB SITE ANYTIME AND ANYWHERE WOULD
COME TO POETRYSOUP TO LOOK AT OUR WORLD ALTERING WORDS ~free cee!~ now kids…
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The trouble with idiot lights,
You see, it’s a problem
That goes, perhaps,
Farther than me.
There's abundant ignorance
That floats in the bog
In a kingdom where machines
Can measure breath’s grog.
More than vast numbers
Aggregating in crime,
There's a feeling that
What is happening.
Somehow, isn't mine.
Big obvious red light, birthed
a message, idiot message on the dash.
Just the observation
Almost made me crash.
The warning, foreboding,
Read simply "check gauges.”
So sitting at the light,
I scanned all the stages
With the sets of information
A car shares on its pages.
I sit, quietly confused,
But the intersection’s raging.
The gas tank wasn't empty,
The oil read fine,
The engine not hot,
Battery volts seemed in line.
Responding to the honks,
I mosey down the road.
The engine’s working fine,
But my head held quite a load,
Of all the problems awaiting
For the idiot who couldn't interpret
The idiot light code.
. . . No problems yet,
A small sigh escapes
But I am mentally set,
Will I fall for the bait?
I would make a sizable bet
That I am sitting
On some universal debt.
Then as I was using
My copier that night,
Beeping techno-barking message,
Really set me to a fright.
A word chain shackled,
Scrolling a last request
"Printer ink low."
Sounds like an open book test.
Try as I might
Following precious words in sight,
Then a new unique message:
"Insert cartridge right."
Just follow instructions?
I’m ready for a fight.
I opened HP's lid
To see what was the matter,
Then came a horrible clacking,
Tic-tic-tic-clicking,
Hardware techno choir prater.
I shut the lid, and said a quick prayer,
Hoping God could save me from taking a dare,
And shooting the damn contraption
Right then and there.
With a web site visit, and many more clicks,
I found a FAQ answer.
My problem would be fixed.
There within the info sheet
Set my big break:
“Think about it, Dummy,
Did you remove the pink tape?”
So now, I sit here, contemplating,
Perhaps, I should consider
Getting out more, and dating.
The odds are better
. . . with two idiots instead of one.
Breathe deeply
Drink cold water
Squeeze a stress ball
Tense up your muscles
That's easy enough if I don't want tears.
Tilt your head back
Imagine your happy place
Step away from the situation
Watch and listen to something funny
So far, stopping tears seems to be a doable task.
The above are 8 out of 13 tips given by a web site*.
Granted, if one wanted to take such tips, it would
be easy enough. But would it be advisable to
'hold back tears' intentionally ? I suspect if there
were 'dam breaking tears', that would be another
matter. However, tears are where they are for a reason,
and I suspect that it is a very healthy exercise to allow
them to escape once in a while.
Nevertheless, I am most intrigued by tip number 7, 'Step away
from the situation'. In my case, I would be inclined to step away
before the build-up begins. For example, I do not like 'tear-jerker'
movies. So, where possible, I avoid them. Just listen to me. I'm saying
that tears are a healthy and wholesome outlet. But yet, under certain
circumstances, I seek to avoid them. Is that a contradiction or what? Maybe, perhaps, possibly, probably. I suspect it is. But that's just me.
072921PSCtest, This Or That, Vol 5, Edward Ibeh
*Wiki How to do anything...
So, Ms. Librarian I’m telling you, half glasses on a string of pearls from the dollar
store THE THIRD WORLD WEEPS FIRST
The other day I was perplexed so I pondered and reckoned
It occurred to me that the Third World always comes second
The other night I came to the conclusion that what’s really the worst
Is that the Industrial Nations always come first
Hey, it’s more important for Mr. Important to get his T-Bone steak
Then to look at youthful skin and bones that cause my heart to break
I hear all the pleas for donations from some organizations
But why would anyone collect money for other irrelevant nations?
We’ve got our own problems to reflect and repair
So forget those hungry mothers whose breasts have no milk to share
Simply make sure he’s comfy with Tammy his assistant on a plush leather chair
Mrs. Important knows about Tammy and finds this whole exercise in selfishness quite fair
Well fair it ain’t and I can tell you why in ways by the score
Because no matter how our economic stimulus is all Americans want is more
More of what Mr. Moore has more of him then him and one lovely daughter
But does anyone realize that billions of people on this planet are drinking stagnant and parasitic
water?***
So this may only be conjecture but I heard some gentleman saying something
Something about he bought his wife a flawless six carat diamond ring
S**t, sell that ring and feed, house, and clothes billions of people not named Jones and you
won’t have to keep up with the rich
Or instead purchase a new Ferrari, Lamborghini or Excalibur for your b***h
©2011.…..Phreepoetree
If you have the time and the inclination to do so….Google “Water Charity,” and see how
profoundly easily you can change one person’s life for a very long time…..Peace out….or
in…..~free cee!~
PRECISELY HOW MANY YOUNG CHILDREN, WHEN GRANTED ACCESS TO ANY WEB SITE
ANYTIME ANYWHERE THEY WOULD COME TO POETRYSOUP TO LOOK AT A profane WORD
~free cee!~ used today….SORRY, BUT GO BACK TO PLAYING MARIO BROTHERS.
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St.Charles Parish
When René Robert Cavelier sieur de La Salle claimed this vast country of
Louisiana for King Louis XIV on April 9, 1682, the French Empire in North
America extended from Hudson Bay in Canada to the Gulf of Mexico. During the
next five decades, attempts were made to colonize the land and to integrate
Louisiana into the military, political, religious, and economic fabric of the
monarchy's New World holdings lover. Lonesome Charles has said he loves her
more for all of this.
St.Charles River
The Charles River is one of the most beautiful urban rivers in the country. In
cooperation with the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, the US Army Corps of
Engineers has implemented a program that not only protects the urbanized
watershed from flooding, but also safeguards valuable wetlands and provides
areas for wildlife and recreation lover. Listen to me early in the day the love has
grown and far outweighed the sad.
Saint Charles INFO
http://www.st-charles.lib.il.us/history/historicalbuildings.htm
Much of the information used to create this web site was found at the St. Charles
Public Library. The resources found in the Local History Files and Reference
area of the library contain information that can be valuable when researching
local historical buildings and people lover. Please keep me ici and ewe will
never lack for bliss.
Commonwealth of Virginia
County of Charles City
As Virginia invites the nation to come home to its birthplace in 2007, Charles City
County invites you to visit a place where you can discover it all - Four Centuries
that made a nation, Three Cultures that formed a union, Two Rivers that
embraced the land - all in One County, founded on the idea of representative
government - the idea that made America ewe lover . This secret poem is being
read by ewe this secret poem is stating this.
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"More to This Life"
© 2012 Michelle Lynn LeBlanc
I want to help the those who are searching rise up and believe
That there's more to this life than what they can't see
There's so much focus to live for what's beyond
Let's live for the now, in case we've been conned
We don't need a God to have morals in this life
That's just a myth that fuels division and strife
Maybe there's an afterlife; that could be true
But what if there isn't...in this life, what`d we do?
Let's make this life count, no matter what
Holding to the positive things religion has taught
Love. Do good to those who have hurt us and forgive
Promote peace and kindness as reasons to live
Giving of ourselves, hoping for nothing in return
These are the kinds of things we should aspire to learn
To be an inspiration or to show unconditional love
Are moral values in many of us; it`s not simply from above
Having meaning & purpose in life can still exist
Just open up your mind and fight the thoughts that resist
Look within yourself and find the strength you need
It is there, my friend; just try it and you'll see
Don't be blinded by the views of religion
You can still have peace & joy, but it's your decision
Surround yourself with those who are positive and kind
And the same presence of love & peace will reside in your mind
Time to break the chains that keep you bound
Yes, its time to hear them making a rattling sound
So shake off the guilt! Break free from religious pride
Look with new perspective and see the beauty inside!
Life is Amazing!
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My WEB SITE / MY STORY:
http://fromchristianitytofreethought.webs.com/
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his mouth was wide open like a whispering heart
‘bring me sex drugs rock and roll back the years’
but prayers went unheard and the little blue pill
failed to arouse healing and he went flaccidly home
from the bawdy house at which he exhaled a curse
still passionate he grasped a manual on hot love
marvelled at positions that took courage and strength
suppleness of body and mind and stealthy resolve
a picture book of inspiration he centred his spine
reflecting on tantra and a magic carpet holding on
to the yoga mat in search of rejuvenation and flow
his mates mocked him when pure Philia took over
'too incestuous' he decreed for 'I can do this myself
I want Eros' but Freud recommended killing his Dad
and bonking his Mom in classical misrepresentation
of Storge under cover of analysis and moist dreams
his lips were parched and he longed for a lover
or at least some dark web site for illegitimate lust
searching for meaning his book case collapsed
and the bottom shelf reached to the top of the pile
how to treat haemorrhoids did not appeal to him
neither did the DIY guide to aphrodisiac verses
Nietzsche suggested that all religion was dead
only Karl Marx appealed to all communal desire
when he considered surrendering to his old age
abandon the vacant vacuum pump he had become
and accept that the highest form of amorous joy
was to bequeath his two rubber dolls to charity for
recycling of a karmic wheel and selfless nobility
he was pleased after a quick look in the dictionary
that such impartial transmission actually existed
and when he wiped irreverent seeds from his loins
became firm in the belief that Agape was for real
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