Long Winnie Poems
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If you think life is like walking on a crystal staircase
Simple and easy
Bright and sparkling
Blind, naive and dreamy
An angel with the wings on each side of the steps
Your heart would be broken
You must not stumble
Your strength
Weakness
Foolishness
Red blood trails in shining crystal staircase
Leaving behind tears for lost dream
Life consists of realities - longing and harmony
Winnie the Pooh with honey pot
A tidal wave of joy
All the dazzling stars shine brighter than hoped
Walk of life staircase is an art which everyone must learn
But no one can teach you
The staircase of life are not made of shiny crystal
09.03.2014
A-L Andresen :)
- My english is my second language -
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Contest Name: Metaphor: CRYSTAL
Deadline 06/04/2014
(6th in the contest)
She writes like Maya
She sings like Aretha
She dreams like Coretta
She reads like Oprah
She speaks like Barbara
She plays like Serena
She rocks like Tina
She rolls like Donna
She entertains like Diana
She cures like Maria
She paints like Edmonia
She kicks like Mia
She runs like Wilma
She throws like Lisa
She boxes like Laila
She dances like Anna
She skates like Surya
She invents like Patricia
She revolts like Angela
She influences like Condoleezza
She paints like Edmonia
She smiles like Mona Lisa
She loves like a mother
She protects like a tiger
She prays like Mother Theresa
And she cooks like momma.
Dear readers, you can add more
A natural woman is never poor
Please, beloved friends, be kind
To come up with more in your mind
She tumbles like Simone
She philosophizes like Simone
She quilts like Betsy
She laughs like Whoopi
She jokes like Leslie
She sings like Marie
She speed skates like Maame
She flies like Mae
She exercises like Gabby
She educates like Mary
She fights like Dorothy
She explores like Stephanie
She sounds like Winnie
She creates like Margaret
She dares like Harriet
She runs like Marion
She entertains like Josephine
She legislates like Maxine
She sows like Catherine
She teaches like Gwendolyn
She lifts like Ernestine
She acts like Diahann
She reports like Diane
She speaks like Michelle
She is serious like Michelle
She is strong like Althea
She is talented like Augusta
She is defiant like Cicely
She is brave like Shirley
She is normal like Marilyn
She is fearless like Maxine
She is relaxed like Rosa
She is inquisitive like Barbara
She challenges like Phyllis
She swings like Chris
She plays like Alice
She is talented like Venus
She is pretty like a flower
And she is like our mother.
A natural woman is not perfect
She deserves honor and respect
She needs love everyday
From trouble, she never runs away
Please add more to this poem
And do not curse or blaspheme
She writes like Maya
She sings like Aretha
She dreams like Coretta
She reads like Oprah
She speaks like Barbara
She plays like Serena
She prays like Mother Theresa
And she cooks like our mama.
Copyright © August 2018, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
When I saw Susan's cute little contest on the famous Roses are Red poem,
I went upstairs and said to Joe, "How would you finish this poem:
Roses are red
Violets are blue. . ." ?
(in case you don't know this famous little English poem, the actual finishing lines are "sugar is sweet/ and so are you")
Very quickly my husband gave me an ending that was a twist on the old poem's
lines. But I was proud of him for actually coming up with something, so I put it into Susan's contest. I wanted to see how my hubbie would do if he were to enter a contest
here!
(if you want to see it, it's the post I made before my Abracadabra poem)
Later I thought up a bunch of other endings. These are some I came up
with for
Roses are Red
Violets are blue:
1. Be my spicy meatball
and I'll be your Ragu.
2. your library book
is long overdue.
3. I'd tell you much more
but it's all Taboo.
4. Do you style your hair
with Dippity-Do?
5. Your cocker and my poodle
would make one great Cockapoo.
6. You tempt me like honey
tempts Winnie the Pooh.
7. I'll play you a love song
on my kazoo.
8. you'd make a good rooster
Cock a doodle do!
the annual fluffy Christmas dance is about to begin
We sat ourselves down next to my cousin Finn
Shhh! He said, pointing to the Christmas tree.
Be quiet if you are going to sit next to me.
So I moved away next to my Aunt Jennie.
Hey! She said. Tonight’s cat’s name is Winnie.
Winnie came out and took a bow.
We all clapped marvelously, even Uncle Pow.
The cat curtsied, twirled, and did a flip in the air.
Landing in Grandma’s tree. Grandpa said “we don’t care”.
She came out wearing a string of lights all over her bod.
She is so much fun! Yelled my silly Auntie Maud.
“Be quiet! “ Finn yelled. “All of you!”
He is always in a bad mood, determined to be blue.
I felt sorry for Winnie having to live with him.
He is never any fun, my mean cousin, Finn.
They arrived at Tom’s house with Salmon kibble.
When he opened the door he said, “I want a nibble!”
They asked him which litter box they should use.
Not the one by the door, it is next to my shoes!
They found one in the kitchen and two in the attic.
I will use this green one said Winnie, it is automatic.
They smelled cod and flounder when they came inside.
Tom had a shy wife, who continued to hide.
Is she coming out ever? Delilah asked their sweet host.
She probably won’t, he admitted; she is kind of like a ghost.
That’s how some cats are, Winnie said taking a bite….
Of delicious tuna casserole and it tasted just right!
Everybody would love to come
To this enchanting place
So much fun in the Florida sun
Where a magical kingdom awaits
You can have a truly golden adventure
The happiest time of your life
Colourful toons bringing joy
To everyone’s delight
So step into this wonderful world
Fantastic fantasy for boys and girls
Come have a dance with Cinderella
Or the sparkling beauty Belle in yellow
Have some fun with Mickey and Minnie
Play with Donald and his friend Winnie
Have a rub of Aladdin’s lamp
Careful that Genie doesn’t smoke you out
Granting three wishes only for you
In this wonderland dreams come true
Naughty Pinocchio still telling lies
But the truth is growing between his eyes
You’ve got to look out for the Seven Dwarf’s
All hiding from little Red Riding Hood
Don’t forget Snow White and Frozen
With their love for secret potions
Beautiful stories turned into animation
Written by minds with imagination
When toons are born into Disney world
Bringing laughter, fun and singing tales
You’ve got to follow that yellow brick road
And find your favourite walt disney show
Let’s cool you down at Blizzards Beach
Watch dazzling shows with technology
Have a splash at Typhoons’ Lagoon
Laughter, fun and sliding too
Eating out at our restaurants
So much excitement going on
Visit some exquisite boutiques
Stand in awe as dolphins’ leap
So welcome to this spectacular City
The heart and soul of Walt Disney
The tinsel and glitter of this town
Where children and parents play around
The most adventuress place in the world
Where cartoons cast a magic spell
So come and join the love of Disney
And take away a piece of history
They made us believe in fairy tales
In a land of make believe
They brought them to life in a colourful world
For everybody to see
Now we have childhood daydreams
Little faces full of surprise
Disney did something special
Bringing colour into everyone’s life
© Copyright KC.Leake
27th May 2016
All Rights Reserved
She has patience that defies great despair
In the face of age eroding her motherhood, Sarah waited and gave birth to a nation
She has penitence that overcomes shame
In the face of a cruel death, Magdalene braved the stones and shame and became a saint
She has loyalty that is audacious
In the face of fear and the disciples going in hiding, Mary and Magdalene stayed by Jesus’ side
She can be armless but still walk with defiance
In the face of bloodshed and an incarcerated husband, Winnie Mandela fought apartheid for a nation
She can switch from polite conductor to tough commandant
Carrying brain injuries Harriet Tubman was the female Moses who free slaves with armed invasions
Her beautiful face soaks up tears of pain but always shine bright again
In the face of a world of turmoil and hate, women give us the beautiful half of humanity
Happy women’s day!
I was just laid off after twenty years;
Put out to pasture and facing my fears.
I didn't need another mouth to feed
But something about her stirred a need.
She was an old girl from a broken home;
Nowhere to sleep, nowhere to roam.
Her mom and dad had parted ways.
Was this the end of happy days?
She needed me; I needed her.
Life had changed the way things were.
We both grew in each other's love;
Two souls that fit just like a glove.
Her name was Winnie as in Pooh.
Although our years together were few,
She came along in the nick of time.
Together we conquered those hills to climb.
Two old girls starting anew.
I saved her but she saved me too.
September 28, 2019
so much darkness and gloom followed the tornado around Omaha
Some were dour and sour about it; I was numb, it had been a disaster
I have to get out of here, I told my husband. He understood.
Make relatives make Eeyore in Winnie The Pooh Books look upbeat.
As I wandered off, I discovered a sliver of blue in the horizon.
It was upright, and had a glimmer of verdent green at the bottom.
When I got closer I discovered a doorway into Happy Meadow Land.
I had not been there since I was five-years-old, but I remembered her!
I squeezed through the gate and began tumbling in summersaults.
Play! a soft voice said. Laugh, sing, love your life, look for the good.
I stayed there for a couple of days, refreshing and uplifting myself.
When I returned I figured everyone would be angry with me.
My husband gave me a wide smile. “Where did you go?” He asked.
I told him about Happy Meadow Land.
My cousins overheard me and said it was not a real place.
My soul knew better.
Corona virus
Corona virus; we cannot trust
Hundreds already have become dust
Millions fought back the death's spell
Conquering corona, now living well
Humans greed for sentient foods
And their craving for luxury goods
Led us to destroy the environment
Purely, for selfish enjoyment
Plastics, vinyls float on the waves
For many trendy items we've become slaves
Austerity is only a political slogan
The way we live today is not paragon
Spanish flu endemic took many lives
Plaque and swine flu, marked our times
Diseases pass by some have to die
History will repeat and we shouldn't cry
Show compassion for our fellow creatures
Treat well our planet's great many features
Accept the good and bad with equanimity
Be all blessed with Corona immunity
Winnie.
Although Winnie did not look elderly
Because she dressed prim and properly
She was constantly there on the platform
Not often though, in the railway uniform
She treats and greets the big and small
Those who pass through the ticket hall
The children call her Grandma sweetie
But she told me that her home is empty
Her husband died at the Falklands War
Never had the children much wished for
Being the only child for a single parent
She became a dutiful railway servant
She should receive a community award
For the long term service as a reward
The commuters agreed, the form was signed
But, the following morning she wasn't seeing
I knocked hard on the ticket office window
A different woman opened the front door
She looked pale and without a smile
Told me , softly to wait for a while
People dressed in black and white
Came through the door and led their way out
They gave me a leaflet, it was an eulogy
Winnie, I am late, accept my apology!