Picked up Jane and we're walking to the balcony,
and shown where we'll be sitting as the crowds mose-in,
and there's some excitement 'neath the floor we had left,
sparked favored light applause from one estranged bereft,
we're bemused fetching about well anchored split views,
what fabled then hath waned onto a seasick cruise,
be no mistake of it with drinks, friends do what's best,
hotel days reminisce thanks to Clint' absent guest,
as they all three turned out as definite no show,
with the place still hoping Jane decided to go,
particularly since she got to go to work that night,
lead's A.M. show and luncheon, I'd sleep on-site.
Jane is a night auditor, a night accountant,
close a hotels daily in and out dependent.
Pebble Beach Lodge is a five-star golf course hotel,
be rooms, restaurants, banquets and bars, is the nutshell,
spas, saunas, massage, yoga, thereapeutic and
salons, horseback riding class, pool concession stand,
and yes, golfing lessons as par for the course, please,
they're not free as they're taught by legends--like their fees.
... home tomorrow ...
Muddrocker, the moose, crossed the reindeer’s picket line
He’ll be okay, father reassured mother, he’ll be fine.
Dasher and Vixen wanted to scratch out Muddrocker’s eyes.
Santa was thrilled to see him on Christmas Eve, no big surprise.
Reindeer were pouting and snorting as sleigh drove away.
Santa realized he needed no more reindeer on this sacred day.
Fired them all after Muddrocker took him all around.
Reindeers’ wives left them too, we all soon found.
It’s not fair! Said Rudolph, they needed my nose!
Apparently not, said a new reindeer named Mose.
Santa and Muddrocker had fun that wonderful night.
And children were amazed by their terrific sight.
Muddrocker, the moose, crossed the reindeer’s picket line
He’ll be okay, father reassured mother, he’ll be fine.
Dasher and Vixen wanted to scratch out Muddrocker’s eyes.
Santa was thrilled to see him on Christmas Eve, no big surprise.
Reindeer were pouting and snorting as sleigh drove away.
Santa realized he needed no more reindeer on this sacred day.
Fired them all after Muddrocker took him all around.
Reindeers’ wives left them too, we all soon found.
It’s not fair! Said Rudolph, they needed my nose!
Apparently not, said a new reindeer named Mose.
Santa and Muddrocker had fun that wonderful night.
And children were amazed by their terrific sight.
In Corn Hollow, Ohio, where the tall corn grows
There is a giant corn cob, that everyone local knows.
It was fabricated and created by Mrs. Me Ma Mose.
Back in the day – it has been featured in many shows.
Newcomers to town sometimes try to step on toes.
Saying it should be replaced, but at night it glows.
Neon yellow, as designed by our friend MeMaMose.
We ignore their suggestion, for it kind of blows.
I have a unique talent everyone knows
I can balance cheerios on my middle toes
On both feet, and sometimes off of my nose
If I dunk them in chocolate and one of them glows.
Thousands want this secret from the Eskimos
Does it start with butterfly kisses, do you suppose?
The rumors run in circles tight like my garden hose
Here is the first part, you have to wear orange clothes
Secondly, you have to know two cousins, both Joes.
I cannot tell you the next two parts, said my Uncle Mose.
I rolled my eyes at his silliness, he wears pantyhose.
His stories are crazy, and blow as the wind blows.
Seeking solitude, through glass doors I ventured into the forest.
Led by a path of thickened brush.
At winter's end, temp' sixty strong, it made for a pleasant stroll, enhanced by the whistles of the mild wind
Captivated by the walls of flower and green scenery whilst inside, I stood motionless
With the leaves blowing in rhythm, and the whistling singing
"Like a candle in the wind" ...
I tilt my nog' to the earth beneath my feet
While standing on stone; I thought
I noticed it was a headstone with faded and dulled letters
"Mose and Mary- 1884" it read; I trust
With a chilled spine- I wondered...
Was it them, who whistled me here to their home
I sat for hours celebrating with them,
In rhythm with the leaves
While the wild wind whistled
"Their Anniversary"
I assumed
Cap’n Jordan was a scallywag from his nose to his toes.
He was determined to follow the gold through rumors galore.
Trusty companion tried to follow him, his name was Mose.
But Cap’n Jordan came just as Cap’n shoved off the shore.
For a decade or two Mose searched for his favorite pirate king.
‘He sang sea shanties in honor of him with an elegant ring.
Cap’n Jordan had apparently finally found the coins he sought.
His skeleton holding fast to the treasure chest, deteriorating a lot.
Mose was horrified when he received the horrible news.
He demanded the forensics which showed a couple of views.
The skeleton was wearing a wicked smile, a pirate’s glee.
At least he found treasure! Mose said. That’s better than me!
"Upside Down World"
the lightness of being
the darkness of truth
still and silent jades
camouflaged
prisons in your
freedom greens
we touch the mirror
to see reflection
of the other
pools of forever
watching me
watch you
deep waters
undercover
private eyes
crisp green apples
worn out fading blues
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
Sounds of Resueño (Mixed By Samaya) {ft. Mose & more} [Folktronica / Organic House]
https://youtu.be/3b8U5kErGyw
I would call out to someone
I have no one
Do I need anyone?
Am I not someone?
Am I someone to you?
I prefer though... a stranger
If you knew...
I’ll be everyone no better
Is there someone you need?
Someone you know... never to find?
There is no one you seek
For no one can ever be someone in your mind
There are... everybody
There is nobody
Have you that warm body?
Or are you the seeker for somebody?
Do you have someone to call out to?
Because I have become your perfect stranger
I would call out to who...?
A nobody to no one perhaps the better
............................
Genre: World
Song: Naturaleza (Mose Edit)
Sonetto Rispetto Sonnet
Wind ripped through the rigging and wind was strong
blowing cold,. Sheets with extended billows
were stiff, unyielding and men struggled long
to reef them making safe the Mary Rose.
In waves she pitched and rolled the whole night long
giving crew no quarter and Captain Mose
made much the fight having never lost ship
or men on any North Atlantic trip.
Master Mose welcomed storm, it tried his skill.
This Danish ship and crew would survive storm.
For ten years he’d been captain without loss,
yet this sea was bad testing now his will,
and assaulting weather seemed now the norm
while crashing waves the Mary Rose did toss.
6-29-18
POEM 42 J MY WOMAN
YOU HAVE THE MOST WONDERFUL CHARMING WAY
I LOOK INTO YOUR EYES SEE THE MOSE LOVEABLE PERSON IN THYIS WORLD.
I CAN SEE THE DEEP LOVE YOU HAVE FOR IN YOUR HEART.
I TOLD YOU HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU CAN YOU SEE THAT I LOVE YOU
YOU HAVE ALL THE WONDERFUL & LOVING THINGS THAT YOU MEAN TO ME.
BY: MR.JERRY BIG PAPAP WELLS
Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Mose Parker
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: September 20, 2013
He's
"top shelf,"
now -
These
are
the words
Mose Parker,
said
when he liked
you -
"Man,
she's "Top Shelf,"
and
He's "Top Shelf" -
Now
the good
Shepherd
is gone -
He left us
yesterday -
His spiritual
journey
will be
smooth,
on the way
towards
that
bright
heavenly
light -
He was
a gentle
spirit,
that
rendered
a smile
to all
that
were in
his presence -
He was a
quiet soul,
who was
loved dearly
by
his family,
and
those who
embraced
him
as there
friend -
May you
Rest In Peace
Mose Parker -
You will
forever
be
"Top Shelf!"
to those
who knew
and
loved you -
Peace
beyond
the sky -
Lationshippers blues
relationships the ebb n flow,
are they the one, its hard to know,
some never let, true feelings show,
the end result regret,
another game n set,
busted heart throb throes,
like a punch in the bloody nose,
better luck next time ol Mose,
catchem shiela if m let....
thanks Russell Siveys :Finding reality"
Don
In my time upon this earth
the places where I've lived
have created memories to numerous to count
some memories, good and warm
other memories, bad and cold
best forgotten for all the pain
they have caused me.
The many homes through which I have passed
from childhood into adulthood
though mose are gone by now
still stand within my mind.
Grandpa working in his garden
growing many wonderous things,
his chasing me at play
and catching me everytime,
my first sandbox
and the many cats who by design it seems
had their own ideas for that same sandbox.
Numerous moves, more memories
home all different in design and size
all the places where I have lived mean many things
remembrances to travel along beside be for a lifetime
while others fade away only to be lost forever.
WISE WORDS WAIT, while foolish intellect speaks,
conceits of mind, holier than thou, to no avail.
Separates poor minority from select's special conceit elite!
Thus FED DARK DREAD, causes divisions of unrest,
by the dog eat DOG FOG, SPED DREAD.
Into our government, into our churches, into our public schools,
into our civil organizations. Complexities of our times,
the same o, same o's, SIMPLE___ COMPLEX problem.
The SAME SYNDROME SADDUCEE or pharisee of Christ’s day.
The WHITE__ BLACK hat syndrome, the democrat, the republican,
GOOD! VILLAIN! The male, the female! The man ,
the woman! The black man, the white man! The list goes on!
As precept morality(Love) versus double minded,
double standard, wickedness of mind level concepts,
at best, delusions of grandeur. More laws made to govern
laws. Conceited intellects of love, oblivious to their own true fact,
within their own Love is the law in and of itself!
By John Mose Freeman
For contest: Free for all, do as you please
In Honor of Charles Henderson
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