A young discus thrower hurls the discus with all his might
It lands, churning up the soil somewhere nearby
The discus thrower is happy, or perhaps disappointed
If his rival has managed to throw the discus further
Let’s try to give these competitions some meaning
Is there anything in them, hidden behind the obvious
Behind the victories and defeats – perhaps a thirst for a little power,
A sublimation of war, or, conversely, the peaceful labour of farmers?
Or do competitions serve as a consolation for those
Who cannot or do not wish to compete?
But perhaps someday, another time,
When discs are made to order,
Tailored precisely to the thrower’s palm.
coffee
made to order
steaming hot or cold brew
she's there to please her customers
stop in
n Earnest's evocative Emporium
there's odds ends a whatnot or two
or they can do a brickbat
novelty knick-knack bugaboo
all nice and bright as a button
altho' they're twice as kitsch
odd oddments and sodments
curious curios contained in a niche
as well as folderol and bric-a-brac
brought from across the border
but the house specialty is really
antiques made to order
When visiting a mansion
That’s become a restoration,
It’s cool to see a property
That’s way above your station.
The verdant lawns with giant trees,
The gardens all in bloom,
The stained glass in the windows
Of each river-facing room…
The made-to-order furniture,
The statues and the art,
The butler’s pantry where the fancy
Dinners get their start…
The books in leather bindings
Lined up neatly on the shelves,
The lamps and fixtures next to chairs
Where folks relaxed themselves.
It’s fun to fantasize about
The life styles of the rich.
I wonder, though, how they would fare
In my house, for a switch.
Spring in the air
Easter Time
Easter Eggs
Hunt and find
Search here and there
Jelly Bean Sweet
Kids taste buds treats
Easter baskets assorted
Some are made while others are made to order
Duracell Bunny keeps going and going
M&M keeps egg showing
Spring flowers
Dress up clothes
Easter Parade
Extraordinary Creative hats
Easter front and center
Churches to enter
As Easter heads your way
Happy Easter on this day.
It's a soup that's made to order never from a store
A little bouillon treat that's filled with herbs galore
Not the kind you get from packets, no not that kind !
with itty bitty chicken bits it has onions you can find.
I start with chicken base then add a clove of garlic,
turmeric and salt with a dash of home made magic.
I simmer for an hour while the veggies steam & swim,
singing in a playful voice, "a little blessed hymn".
I start with a clean counter then tuck my hair right in
wearing pinafore of white, with little ducks that swim
I stew it then I stir it, with a large wooden spoon
telling funny stories to a soup that cooks til' noon
Made with love and kindness, it really hits the spot,
I cook it just like mama did, when I was just a tot.
It's a soup that's made to order, never from a store,
this little bouillon treat is filled with herbs galore.
Enjoy !
Patented and perfected
All the right ingredients
Customized and manufactured to specification
in the right environment
in the right quantity,
FDA approved
And physician prescribed
Packaged and delivered
to homes and businesses…
Love as a product,
If love can be sold
in capsules, bottles and tin cans,
At every street corner, in shops and online,
Advertised in Newspapers, TV, Radio and Internet…
Love can spread everywhere
carried in pockets and purses,
Love will be a potent antidote
to the venom of hate.
~10/16/22
~Contest: A Brian Strand Premiere Choice.
Millie’s mother Mabel mended macrame
Mainly Marseilles-made macrame,
Maddening moments mending machine macrame
Mostly made-to-order, mostly May macrame.
Making May mostly made-to-order macrame means
Many months modifying Malaysian macrame, mostly!
written February 2, 2022
From somewhere the beat of drums
Steady rhythms piercing my senses
Persistently thump, thumping a bass
Thump, thump, thump, thumping
Behind unimaginably monotonous lyrics
And I longed for a crooner like Sinatra
Center stage with a single spotlight
No flashing strobes or crystal disco balls
Or pounding migraine made to order
written November 22, 2021
Puerto Vallarta, Mexico
A European holiday, breakfast in the finest city in the world
Paris, so beautiful in the morning.
She sits with her back to the Eiffel Tower,
because this is her sixth day here,
And she is being witty and charming.
The croissants, and eggs are made to order.
Silver teapot and coffee pot old world charm.
Her handsome young man faces her, not seeing
anything on the table or the Eiffel Tower.
Her beauty takes precedence over everything else.
seemed to
have
wanted a
made to order
custom-made
tailor-made
ideal person
to be at beckon
call
an individual
who was
expected to
always
perfectly
faultlessly
flawlessly
give
emotional
feedback
randomly
at a drop of a hat
like some kind of
a physic mind reader
I adore you, curled and satisfied,
your beauty full displayed,
the swell, the fullness of your breasts
make thoughts of sadness fade.
Your lips so red and aggravated,
trembling with desire,
your form exhausted from the fire,
my manhood enervated.
Spent, the zenith of our passion
sealed and stricken with a kiss,
we lie content, the aftermath,
the pinnacle of bliss.
It's heaven, the summit of our love,
enshrined in dreams so rare,
a promise made to order
with a locket of your hair.
I adore you, curled and satisfied,
your beauty full displayed,
the swell, the fullness of your breasts
make thoughts of sadness fade.
Your lips so red and aggravated,
trembling with desire,
your form exhausted from the fire,
my manhood enervated.
Spent, the zenith of our passion
sealed and stricken with a kiss,
we lie content, the aftermath,
the pinnacle of bliss.
'Tis heav'n, the summit of our love,
enshrined in dreams so rare,
a promise made to order
with a locket of your hair.
SADDLED SIINCERITY
I have a lot of friends who talk with temerity
Some softer souls speak with sincerity
There is no need for me to see their face
And I can tell which one it is whatever the case
Is it the one that tells me she’ll do all that I need?
Or will it be the other one who does bad deed after bad deed?
The liar’s lips quiver I’ve found over my many years
And when you threaten to leave beware of the well honed teeth her from crocodile tears
Some I can tell immediately by the way they choose to speak
Other times I seek out a newborn calf so very weak
Lost from her mother while sleeping upright
Those are the kind I rob with the greatest of delight
Those naïve ladies are made to order for a wild mustang for me
Now all they’ve got to do is saddle me up and simply to mount
I’m telling you people these kind of ladies give love away virtually for free
I’m cunning but I’m also wrong because my last lover left and emptied my bank account
© 2011.….Phreepoetry ~free cee!~
]
SADDLED SIINCERITY
I have a lot of friends who talk with temerity
Some softer souls speak with sincerity
There is no need for me to see their face
And I can tell which one it is whatever the case
Is it the one that tells me she’ll do all that I need?
Or will it be the other one who does bad deed after bad deed?
The liar’s lips quiver I’ve found over my many years
And when you threaten to leave beware of the well honed teeth from her crocodile tears
Some I can tell immediately by the way they choose to speak
Other times I seek out a newborn calf so very weak
Lost from her mother while sleeping upright
Those are the kind I rob with the greatest of delight
Those naïve ladies are made to order for a wild mustang for me
Now all they’ve got to do is saddle me up and simply to mount
I’m telling you people these kind of ladies give love away virtually for free
and I’m cunning but I’m also wrong because my last lover left and emptied my bank
account
© 2011.….Phreepoetry ~free cee!~
]
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