J-ust
E-xpress
T-he
T-rue
M-eaning
A-nd
R-elay
V-erbally
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Jett B. Marv)
Categories:
marv, birthday,
Form: Other
Audience is abuzz.
Boldly,
Conductor emerges – black tux.
Draw
Ethereal patterns with baton– marv.
Flutes, trumpets, cellos, drums dance for me, for you.
Gentle, light…
Heavy and dark…the music evolves
Into something more meaningful, deeper.
Joyous – a tranq
Killing, temporarily, stresses – they stop,
Lost to the rhythms and harmonies. And so
Melodies salve our inner woes – a balm, a boon.
Notes are born, they mix, they fade. And I’m
Overawed by power wielded. I am making a musical
Peregrination. My task –
Quixotic hajj –
Round go I,
Seeking solace in this temple of sound (sigh).
Tonic for soul grieving,
Unable from pain to calm itself –
Veritably impossible –
Without help from song and chord.
Xing over…with music,
Yes, I climb…
Zenith bound, toward nirvana.
Categories:
marv, depression, music, recovery from,
Form: Abecedarian
E-njoy
O-ne
N-atal
M-essage
A-bout
R-emarkable
V-ictory
Topic: Birthday of Eon Marv (November 01)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
marv, birthday,
Form: Acrostic
E-ffulgence
O-bliterates
N-ight
M-aking
A-nother
R-adiant
V-iew
Topic: Birthday of Eon Marv (November 01)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
marv, birthday,
Form: Acrostic
J-oyful
E-yes
T-winkle
T-o
M-use
A-nother
R-easonable
V-iew
Topic: Birthday of Jett B. Marv (May 28)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
marv, birthday,
Form: Acrostic
I brought a Ho Big Red Eagle Trailways bus
I had to add it to my collection being a must
My Big Red bus seemed out of place
Yet I would never ever replace
My bus collection seemed to say, “Big Red what are you doing here?”
For me Big Red was a welcomed opportunity
Needless to say, “Big Red felt right at home”
I was determined Big Red doesn’t need to roam
Big Red being a name of the past
But it is in my memory to last
Even thought Greyhound merged and is large with charge
Big Red has a history and to fellow bus enthusiast it is our marv
There is no problem that needs to be resolved
Just Big Red in highways gone by
Tears in not seeing Big Red in its cruising try
Big Red that everybody knew
But it was that name “Trailways” being its slew
The familiar Eagle that would soar the highway land sky
Destination being American towns and cities perhaps a Trailways Terminal near you
Big Red you achieved what America forgot
In my heart I will not
Thanks Big Red for the history and the ride
You are now in the hands of the Greyhound stride.
Categories:
marv, adventure, appreciation, beautiful, body,
Form: Rhyme