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My Grandma’s Genes

My grandma hid her feelings
So by looking at her face,
You couldn’t pinpoint anger
Or if something was off-base.

If she were hurt or worried
Or perturbed, you couldn’t tell,
For her emotions she kept
Tucked inside so very well.

Though I am quite the opposite, 
Since all I feel’s unfurled 
And plastered on my face
So anybody in the world 

Could take one look and wonder
Why I’m ticked off as can be.
I wish my grandma’s genes 
Had gotten passed along to me.

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Poeticism Way Off Base

I Wrote Below and may have been OVERLOOKED; BEARS READING AND UNDERSTANDING


The deletion of one's post will then have a direct impact on one's totality of posts being reduced by that action, in equal numbers,

where the relevancy will be the act of adding a post to one's totality of their posts being increased by that action, in equal number.

The consequences of those plus or minus acts should directly impact one's posts encountering a stipulation. 

Albeit, the modus operandi forestalls, at which point the deletion of two posts almost immediate to each other, and in pursuit, similarly its totality reduced, with the recommended window for numbered of privileged posts--

--Should have ascertained relief of two deletions upon its immediacy, an act for an act, and be accorded the window of opportunity times two within the same time frame: 

 ~~ Explanations needless warranty of a suspenseful guesstimate.
Copyright © Hilo Poet | Year Posted 2024

Premium Member Poeticism Way Off Base

The deletion of one's post will then have a direct impact on one's totality of posts being reduced by that action, in equal numbers,

where the relevancy will be the act of adding a post to one's totality of their posts being increased by that action, in equal number.

The consequences of those plus or minus acts should directly impact one's posts encountering a stipulation. 

Albeit, the modus operandi forestalls, at which point the deletion of two posts almost immediate to each other, and in pursuit, similarly its totality reduced, with the recommended window for numbered of privileged posts--

--Should have ascertained relief of two deletions upon its immediacy, an act for an act, and be accorded the window of opportunity times two within the same time frame: 

 ~~ Explanations needless warranty of a suspenseful guesstimate.


A Toddler

A toddler in a stroller passed
And, looking at her face,
It seemed to me that she was
Merely staring into space.

Which made me wonder – could it be
She’d nothing on her mind?
If not, and I could read her thoughts,
What musings would I find?

I wish I had a lollipop.
I need some better toys.
My pre-school class has way too many
Mean and nasty boys.

My lunch today was yucky.
Why does Mommy have to work?
And why did Daddy come home mad
And call his boss a jerk?

I know, I might be way off base.
Perhaps within that stare
Were thoughts of all the happy things
She couldn’t wait to share.

Losing Pace

The mirror’s the scariest place
For gazing at my aging face.
I realize that I’m
In the race against time
Fairly certain to lose in disgrace.

Clothes and make-up can help to erase
Certain wrinkles so I can embrace
How I look for a while
And by adding a smile
I can put forth a credible case.

Yet what tells me that I am off base
And persuades me to give up the chase
Is the camera my spouse
Likes to click, which can douse
All my confidence, leaving no trace.

Premium Member Used Panties

Are you aware of a website called “Pantie Waste”
Yup! We can buy second-hand panties, not very chaste
Is this an internet stunt
Nope, a personal affront
Unbelievably disgusting, I rule this one off-base


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About Trump Could Hardly Wait and More

About Trump Could Hardly Wait

About Trump we could hardly wait;
We had heard about him as of late;
A procraster;
Prefers disaster;
Said his big mouth should suffocate.

Jim Horn

Over ten again.

Trump Way Off Base

We could tell Trump was way off base;
Full of bologna as well as  basket case;
Was ordained,
To be mundane;
Himself in mirror he found hard to face.

Jim Horn

Trump and It All

Trump had known it all;
Is responsible for it all;
Was his own;
Well  known,
And now guilty for it all.

Jim Horn

Last Remnant of Republican Party

Must save Republican party's last remnant,
Before down the drain, the last drop went;
Disappeared,
Like we feared,
While realizing that they may have meant.

Jim Horn

Trump Without a Spine

Trump Without A Spine

We always knew Trump was without a spine;
Less having called someone a Frankenstein;
Never did share;
Caught in snare;
Was far off base and completely out of line.

Jim Horn

As usual, related to news of the day.

Uncommonly Special

`There’s always that one 
Who’s a wee bit different
The one who marches 
to a different drum

There’s always that person
Who seems indifferent
Not to all things in common
but is always uncommon in some

There’s always that dear one
Who cares not a whit 
If the game’s lost or won
Who seems just a bit off-base

There’s always that unique one
who seems stranded in a daze
Who oft’times seems to be gone
in their own place in space

There’s always that ‘special’ one
who’s ‘special’ as can be
And I know in that ‘special’ way
That, that someone special
...is me...

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Trump Big Idiot

Trump Big Idiot

Trump big idiot rapidly is becoming,
And below 60 intelligence is summing;
Careless mental case,
Who is way off base;
Out of him at all expect exactly nothing.

James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet

Big Idiot Becoming

Big Idiot Becoming

Big idiot Trump is becoming;
Below 60 intelligence is summing;
Such a mental case,
Who is way off base;
Of all knows most about nothing.

Jim Horn

Harvey Wall-Bangers

HARVEY WALL-BANGERS


Having a good time drinking Harvey Wall-bangers
Always watching out on how much I drink
Reaching into an unknown realm of alcohol
Very tempting this drink can be to one and all
Enlivening me to unknown territory can be tempting
Yolanda my friend can sure be a bad influence

Whispering along with all those lyrics of songs
All being off tune and not sounding of rock and roll
Loud we all are and way off base and can take critisim
Lead singer went on vacation now we all can’t sing
Bringing so much cheer we all get along with lots of things
Another day starts and we’re all feeling so far off key
Neal Armstrong is not roaming around near here to see
Give us another song and we may be able to reach a crescendo
Enlivening this place is like living among the high in Los Dango
Really I have to tell you now, I really do not like drinking Harvey Wall-bangers.
Sincerely all my friends and I now and then do have fun without drinking alcohol.

                     REALLY LIFE CAN BE LIKE SOME KIND OF METAPHOR!!


08/20/16

Premium Member Eve Tmm

Eve T.M.M. is a sweet Canadian gal
A product of the wild wild west
Living between Edmonton and Calgary
Imagine as a cowgirl she's dressed

Riding frisky stallions and lassooing steers
Roundup time on Circle M Ranch
With the majestic Rockies off in the distant
A loud Yippy-Ki-O she does chant

Now my friends, I could be totally off base
Eve may just be a simple city girl
Perhaps just a sweet down to earth real lady
Sending rancher's heads in a whirl 

Well I'd like to think she's a sophisticated lady
With servants at her beck and call
Wearing a diamond studded evening gown
Dancing the night away at the ball

Eve T.M.M. is a sweet Canadian gal
A product of the wild wild west


© Jack Ellison 2015

The Wonderful Grace

The Wonderful Grace

	

One is on a scheduled pace
While the other wanders off in space 
Organized is one that’s faced
With all the clutter caused in haste	

One that’s neat we’ll call her Grace
The other that’s not we’ll call the Ace
Grace is soft and much like lace	
While Ace has Grace all in his face

Ace must deal with all his waste
While Grace has everything in its place
But Ace knows he can’t stay on pace
And Grace knows Ace is  way off base

So Grace now deals with Aces case
By being patient, it’s not a race
And Ace now tries to keep his place
So he can cope with the wonderful Grace

Erase

As a writer, I embrace,
To help me when I’m way off base,
A pencil with, in proper place,
A pink expunging saving grace.

For up my sleeve, it is the ace
Which helps me more than just a trace.
Yes, I’d be lost if in this space
I was not able to erase.

We pencil users must keep pace
With techno-geeks or face disgrace.
Erasers keep us in the race.
Cut to the chase – I rest my case!

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