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Premium Member Blooming Betty

Bad breath Betty
Never had a steady
Or anything
Be it friend or foe.
Everyone avoided her don't cha know.
Then she went to the zoo
Met Evalynn
Who blew flowers through her nose.
Betty had to find out how that goes.
Evalynn said, "step near,
I'll tell you the secret
That no one must hear.
Lean closer now!"
And Betty did.
What she said would have shocked you,
But remember,
This is a zoo.
Animals talk,
And know what to do!
Betty was instructed this day,
To visit the zebra bay.
They ate bulbs,
Then pooped them away.
Betty scooted down,
And scooped the bulbs up,
Injected them all,
Without a hiccup!
A few days later,
Much to her surprise,
Flowers began to grow,
Out of her eyes!
Sweet smelling gardenias,
Fragrant roses,
Covered Betty's bad breath,
Better than all the rest!
She went out to town,
Started nosing around,
Soon made friends,
Became the class clown!
Now she is called Blooming Betty,
Even has a steady.
Has so many friends,
Her steady wasn't ready!
But Blooming Betty doesn't care,
Her blooming breath,
Goes everywhere!

Premium Member Just

Beneath the high cliff, a river flowed,
Just near a bridge across a wide road.
On the other side of the river
A sandy beach stretched wide forever.

A canoe appeared just you and me,
We dragged the canoe on pebbles-free.
We saw a willow that gave us shade.
Just you and I in bathing suits stayed.

We talked and planned our prospective life.
Suddenly we found a bit of strife.
A bear came nosing in our canoe
In search of food, most birds away flew.

Bear went away, the canoe useless.
Killing the bear I would be ruthless.
We dressed just me and you, called the guard.
Soon he came and gave him a reward.

Next day we met, you and I, alone.
But in a garden in a soft tone
So we talked a lot, just you and I,
I gave her a ring and did she cry!
That's the story of just you and I

Placed 1

What They Do In Theos Lodge

That’s’ what they do in Theo’s lodge:
All sorts of wrong papers forge;
There every nosing cop dodge,
Who’d rogues from hideouts disgorge…

In Theo’s lodge would hoodlums surge, 
Sweet crime at all times their urge;
There, new forms of it emerge;
When ‘This Sin and 'That' they merge…

So, from Theo’s lodge start Crime Purge:
From the Brown Brick ‘Hoodlums’ scourge

A crushing band’s rudest nudge 
And just watch all of them budge,
Who Nation’s currency mar,
Factory face change of a car…

With all sorts of wrongs go far!


Molding Young Minds

A dozen or so things I'd teach my guys,
school children and grandchildren likewise.

When they are young kids, I would make it plain
they’re not to be blamed for a neighbor’s pain.
Simple: no biting, no pulling hair, no hitting,
no screaming, no pinching and no spitting. 

Keep your hands to yourself, unless asked, 
personal space should not be trespassed.
Kind words offered in peaceful voices,
sharing delight when someone rejoices.

Go out of your way to help those in need;
return disfavor with a friendly deed.
Avoid nosing in another’s business;
when you have done wrong, you promptly confess.

The Golden Rule I would teach inch by inch
over and over, their mischief to quench. 

February 10, 2023

Old and New 2 : Boardroom

OLD AND NEW 2 : BOARDROOM 


Jackal preyed on dimpled dolls
smiling gold on slender wrist
nosing down a slippery path
scowling schoolboy promoted
beyond his mediocre castle


Mammals sat on polished teak
coiffed moustaches, tonged peaks
feeding unclipped grapevines 
old words and wounds
eating raisin muffins


Falcon scribbled notes
watching eyes serving 
newly ordained masters
legalese from a previous 
age flowed from fine shifting 
fingers in a cage


Overgrown thyroid sat there 
his infantry lost in teeming 
townships blaring transistors
interrogators of another time
peeped at a polished tiger-eye
on his seat


Minds like noisy tools 
drilled atomic holes in 
the boardroom table
beaded headdresses falling 
from fat oozing french seams


They will learn Christmas carols
in mint retirement homes
when the table losses its legs


©GhairoDanielsPoetry1997

Christmas In Cincinnati Zoo

Fake pyrotechnics bloom inside plastic strips.
The night gets colder
as Christmas carols limp on.

I slip away from the dull concert
into the unlit zoo,
sure that among the sculptured
caves and enclosures
beasts pace their plots.

Close by a large animal looms.
I smell the weight of it, a matted moonlight
awake under a thick  pelt.
Eyes spy each other through electric bodies.

A restless prowler coughs,
fearful Impressions escape their enclosures
to hunt upon dark lost paths.

I have seen enough, or rather
I have not seen but sensed,
a curious peril nosing my presence.
Grizzly Bear or Bogey beast -
hard to tell.

Behind me
I hear children still singing…
a 1000 pound Hammerhead shark
swims past my cringing mind
on its way back to an unlit aquarium.


Premium Member Whispering Wings

They reap the whirlwind
Who search the gold-glinted sun
And moon on whispering wings;
Who float and glide 
Upon the blue and misty current 
High above the naked edge
Of earth,
Like eagles they climb
The whipped peaks of weightless freeze
And loft through miles and miles of silent breeze

They blast sea and sky
Wide open spaces in patterned swirls
Against the saber’s point,
Their whispering wings rippling
Rushing space, nosing ahead
Of tell-tale streaks 
Melting out of focus.

January 12, 2022
for "Whispering Wings" Poetry Contest
by Chantelle Anne Cooke

His Tender Care Shall Bloom

Monday comes and my thoughts turn to fleeting things;
I wrestle to run from it
yet I lean on and on.
chasing the wind that brings soul resting
was far too gone.

I know I needed the things that last forever;
Not the ways of the wicket
Nor the likes of the onlookers.
Nosing around where I shouldn't be
Noting down excretion that daunt me down.

Notwithstanding the foregoing, I saw the only way the truth and the life;
To twirl around the imperishable
Adorning the unmerited favour.
Louder and clearer His tender care shall bloom.

Blasphemies

Assertions
About Christ's passions
For throat - scalding gin
And his ability to brave a full tin. 

Stubborn claims about Beautiful Martha
Being his much important matter
And main reason
For often nosing
Around the Home of Lazarus
A veritable pride of Barbados

The Argument,
Now, a subject of entertainment,
That he was previously in India
To study Voodoo there

They are all Blasphemies
Never - to - be - pardoned enemies
Utterances that are a spiritual blackmail
Encouraging the Devil to wag a rejoicing tail

Taming Teenybopper's Twigs

eerie odds itched
fumbling frails flipped
saucy syllables puked
nosing nocturnal nude
lanky lust birthed
heaving haughty pandemic

ordeals awed strife
taunting tuning thrives
wielding whooshing wiles

dark dribbles dripped
tracing bruised tips
laced wit's lips

trained technology thrilled
taming teenybopper's twigs.
    '20:05:09:19:21

Note: Of trained technology.

Tasty Taste Trained - Day 25

promiscuous pear prunes
saucy strawberry slew
nosing nimble nude
gaunt gasps grew
lanky lust lurches
outruns vying verge

felon fruits featured
pulse flavors punctured
aiding sassy structure

moaning machine's pleasantries
slays saucy stances
faddy fruits fling

tasty taste trained
clutches emotion's crave.
     '20:02:26:14:19

Dreamy Diminutions Dispersing

skipping zeal shuddering
spanking fostered feelings
la-de-da limbs lurching
dark dances drooling
felon weight whooshing
blushing bills crushes

hoisted hankerings puking
nocturnal nosing nauseating
hideous fate fiddling

mystic melody moaning
callous crest crumbling
lake crest leering

saucy stance stooling
dreamy diminutions dispersing.
       '20:01:23:05:07

Consciously Calling Christmas

consciously calling Christmas
dangling days damped;
a punctured peacock
two tulips torn
three mists moaning
four figs fracases

five oaks fostering
six seals scrunching
seven clouds clustering

eight horizons hankering
nine nymphs nosing
ten tales twisting

eleven visions vying
twelve thrones tumbling.
       19:12:25:00:36

Note: An Imitation of Frederic Austin's "Twelve Days of Christmas"

Nocturnal Nymph Moaning

bounty boobs blushing
fiddling fingers flinching
eerie emotions fostering
damped desires drooling
locked legs lurching
callous zeal crumbling

mystic moans melting
locked lips fiddling
halted! Then continuity

nocturnal nymph moaning
nimbling lips dripping
nectar of nosing

satyr salient flow
house's an home.
     19:12:11:13:17

Saddled With Onus of Penury No More First Plea

Good n plenti riches abound
unreachable to gentle
hermit while aboveground,
human ship of state 
fore'er stranded aground
only thru death do him part will
his grievous soul get spirited airbound

chokehold sensation ceased when freedom
against debtor's prison unshackled
humongous human corporeal being all around
to little monetary largesse
arrived too late to astound
pipe dream eternally left within background
jackass kippered, milquetoast pockmarked,

Goliath scarred, voodoo battleground
visible near completely bloody lovely bones
partly denuded flesh
buried shallow belowground
scouting, scenting, scrabbling
one after another bloodhound
clamors leaps and doth bound

nosing, trumpeting, yelping...
despite snout muzzled reinforced brassbound,
no deterrent grisly bared, limp, lifeless body
sacrificed at skull and bones campground,
despite decay tell tale 
hunch unearthed mound
picked over remains evince sound

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