Michelle has been a great friend
Since I moved to NYC
There's been domestic violence in my life
From people that for some reason want to hurt me
We haven't been able to get together
Because there is always someone following me
And I always tell her I want to leave NYC
But apart from that
Michelle is from Belize and makes really great jerk chicken
She's really pretty and petite and I admire her beauty
I hope Michelle is doing ok
And that she will always be happy
Hopefully she's still cooking up a storm
And isn't like me, feeling downhearted and crappy
Birds are essential, I guess
They are essential to my life,
They are essential to peace,
For peace of mornings,
Incredible peace, they weave,
They are essential to poetry,
To sensitive people,
They have such discussions,
They discuss about peace and love,
Everyone should listen to them.
Not pied but a piper of a different sort,
Partakers tend to frequent cuff and court.
He seldom leads prefers to follow,
Decorates flesh while insides hollow.
And slowly lets his ways go shady,
And lowers bar on choice of lady.
Will blame the Mayor and Council Board,
As if actions be not of his own accord.
Why all’d be in his favor if only not
For that darned raw deal that he got!
Plus ‘cause of him and also her
For was them that made it all occur.
“The unfairness! Those in cahoots!”
Falling on deaf ears; points are moot.
Child throws tantrums, teens rebel,
Twenties, thirties, gone to Hell.
Not of Hamelin or setting exotic,
Just the state of confusion, the city
psychotic.
When you take a picture of something, it doesn’t cease to exist.
It becomes a part of the history of the universe.
Now that one, specific moment in time will never be missed.
It can show the world either at its best or at its worst.
I
Walk in others' shoes, fear of God/Universe: peace
Knock knock knocking on heaven's door
my knuckles are bleeding and still,
you ask me, nothing more
Thick red solid walls erected between us
you labeled me and shipped me off to another Country ...
leaving me with nothing more
Defused, deprogramed, debugged, I walk away
from your locked-in displaced shrug
I am held in a makeshift prison of my own,
though I tell you everything, you tell me nothing more;
Knock knock knocking on Satan's door
Sanctimonious roars from a placating hypocritical God
no Pious gesture on my part, I am not conforming
this misshapen piece of bread you offer me
doesn't feed my aching belly,
I show you everything I'm feeling while you,
escort me, out the door.
ps I wish to thank Michelle for speaking such cantillate truth.
I searched only to find,
days more survived,
th'n wooed by life,
asking the heavens why.
Her name held a promised vow..
likened to a solitary bell,
from tall steeple's climb,
oh, how far I fell..
for one called Michelle.
I'll meet you in starlight again..
if rightful universe is willing,
to lend a helping hand.
Maybe, just maybe,
if they hear me praying,
where winged angels go singing..
her laughing eyes still playing.
Night passes on,
awaiting tomorrow's dawn,
somewhere a lone bell still ringing,
where queen takes pawn.
Two lover's lips willing to relearn,
whispered in a wishing well,
softest voice' heralding a return,
the one called Michelle..
Ringing
the voices of The Singing Angels
hear the sweet tender innocent children
ring in
the bells sing ring, ring, ring
Earth and Heaven sing ring
in glorious Melodies
Hallelujah
ringing the singing
victory Angel singing choir hymns
Jesus there devotion high
praises in the sky each Angels heart hands holding hearts such an inspiring verse
Heavenly words
the bells sing ring, ring, ring
Earth and Heaven sing
ring in
glorious Melodies
Hallelujah
ring in
singing victories and on every Cobblestone made of gold each angel stands on inspired
in your view Heaven's Glory
bringing joyous choir
Heaven's glorious put in words transfusion medicine sharing joy of the Lord Our God
whom all He has blessed us all
for the bells saying ring, ring, ring
Earth and Heaven sing
ringing
ring in
the Glorious Melodies
Hallelujah
ringing
singing
Victorious
Dedicated verse based on words of Michelle Barulich
5/18/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Michelle LaVaughn Robinson Obama, our first African American first lady has her own accomplishments which far exceed what she had dreamed of when she was a little girl in Chicago. She has been a lawyer, university administrator, writer, and advocate. She has won a grammy award, shorty award, and Nickelodean Kid’s Choice award. She is multi-talented, presidential enough to be elected president herself. She has shown grace, confidence and beauty in the face of every challenge. Her husband Barack and her children Malia and Sasha are proud of her and her accomplishments. “I always tell young girls to surround yourself with goodness,” she is quoted. “I learned early on how to get haters out of my life.”
She is the vision of assertive womanhood.
michelle obama
role model to young women
grace personified
O sweet rose of heavenly beauty
Golden crown upon my head
A vase of colourful flowers
African angel arrayed with glory
You're the goddess on my bed
My castle of unshakable pillars
What is a complete beauty tale
Without your melodic name
Epitome of African treasure
Whose beauty is sure not to fail
You wash the sun with shame
You brightest of all creatures
I admire your womanly virtue
The beauty upon your face and hair
Your teeth like valuable stones
Well arranged like Catholic pews
Your skin so smooth and fair
Like Queen on a golden throne
You're my moonlight at night
My sun with a mighty blaze
My star so sweet and bright
That steals wise men's gaze
How rare are your love and lips
The burning flames upon your hips
Your face so smooth and clear
Like a cloudless sky of blue
Your eyes with lashes of coal black
That glitters like gold so dear
I surrender my heart to you
O Michelle my light in the dark
Your my shield in the war of love
More than the silvers of the world
With your bowls of heavenly curve
Bent by the perfect hand of God
Upon your chest lies my precious twins
O Michelle you are my Queen
Michelle introduced us to Morris
Most prolific thesaurus tortoise
Her wording profuse
Just like Dr. Seuss
She most certainly didn't bore us
Barack Obama
Smiled like a llama
Posing next to the Danish Prime Minister
For a funeral selfie – how sinister!
A look from Obama Michelle
Which clearly read: what the hell!
Of all humans and aliens
I am stuck with a fomo sapiens.
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A Couples Limerick Contest
Hosted by Carolyn Devonshire
Placed 2nd
© 11th January 2019
Fly
And soar
Discover
Reorganize
Reconstruct With Glee
You are limit-less
Imagination Rises
Fearing nothing
Head toward the summit
Give yourself permission
Think and fly
Soar!
Michelle, an appreciative poet
Decided to take time to show it.
Wrote a poem to her pals,
To both guys and gals-
She was always nice, now we all know it.
Adorable Michelle
A blonde bombshell
A chic mademoiselle
Moved like a gazelle
Vicious rumours ripe to dispel
Everything between heaven and hell
Around on the carousel from rebel to infidel
Jealous wagging tongues, wasn’t hard to tell
Really she was into music and aquarelle
French cuisine with béchamel and caramel
Strolling shores collecting seashell
Cultivating roses, pimpernel and bluebell
Fell hard for some guy with a rose at his lapel
Who wrote her a crude villanelle
Penned using an old fashioned inkwell
And it worked as a potent love spell
Before the dinner bell
Had her up in a motel
Watching Emmanuel
Drinking chilled zinfandel
AP: 1st place 2021
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