I am highly entertained
though I see through the window what lies there:
yes, dark cloud hovers above our street
like a piece of rag.
But we admire contraries.
I am entertained because I hear rag -
all about pineapple, reflection,
stoptime, a paragon, a maple leaf.
You would never predict your treasure,
how so many of us listen to it today,
your music downloaded or on a compact disc.
So thanks, dear old Scott, for your ragtime.
I can see that dark, hovering rag of cloud
but hear you, Scott, I'm entertained.
rosette green leaves head
flaxen quilted spiky skin~
succulent sweetness
Chocolate is for me,
Color me beautiful.
Can dip fried bacon or,
Crunchy with lots of nuts.
Could live with pineapple,
Causing smiles everywhere.
Candy box is great gift.
He points out, holding both in his hands.
,,it doesn't really matter really."
,,you choose.", he smiles.
,,I would take bland."
,,Bland?", he looks at me with his one eyebrow up.
,,Yeah", I take a step to the fridge.
I take it out.
,,If I want to Mix it I could.
And bland is fine for me"
,,You lost weight you know"
Why doesn't it seem like a compliment.
Why can't I say thanks?
,,I know.", I don't dare to look at him.
,,I know everyone loses weight"
,,Yup,", I say kind of saddend: ,,Everyone does. Somedays you eat more, the others less"
I take it in the wheel.
Yup.
Somedays more.
Somedays less.
from a waxy leave
to so nice dark red flower
to ananas comosus
In quiet bay's embrace, where waters sigh,
I gaze at mountains 'neath the western sky.
Their stoic peaks, a timeless range,
Whisper tales of change, foretell the strange.
As thick cloud veils the once majestic view,
An atmospheric river brews anew.
The deluge nears with torrential might,
Veiling peaks in a shroud of endless night.
Dreams of Gene Kelly, dancing in the rain, light and free,
I thought to waltz within the storm with glee.
Yet, as I spread my makeshift wing,
It opened, spun, a tempest's fling.
No dance with lift, but a wild ballet,
Blown away, on hills, I found my way.
Not my dance in the rain, but rain in flight,
A twirl with wind, a spectacular sight.
The deluge unleashed, a relentless pour,
Nature's rhythm on a relentless tour.
The hills transformed, a watery stage,
A tale unfolding, a rain-soaked page.
Then, as swift as it had come to play,
The front passed over, unveiling day.
Sunlight pierced the lingering gloom,
A promise of calm after tempest's bloom.
In the aftermath, a cleansed terrain,
A story etched by the atmospheric reign.
For in the dance of rain and wind's embrace,
Nature weaves a tale of beauty and grace.
Her boobies hung outside the white lace cup.
Blending pineapple and whisky closeup.
Blender was not fully closed,
Everything inside exposed.
Woohoo, smoothie boobs to sit down to sup.
Diet green tea has helped me kick the soda habit
flavors fun taste buds go yum smooth and sweet
it's a healthy treat
I can drink one with sodas it's always more
it satisfies me and quenches my thirst
with flavors to savor that give you a wow burst
Love pineapple mango and citrus too
looking for watermelon but mixed berry true
duet tea with vitamin C
Is it healthier than soda sure
on hot summer days it is the cure
icy cold with flavors bold nothing else to be told
Get the bottles don't see cans
at least not from my favorite brand
diet green tea a drink to savor
now in so many tasty flavors.
pineapple impress
Hawaiian pumpkin-like patch
Oahu golden sunrise
at Aloha Stadium
reminiscing the Swap Meet
I cannot use my kitchen, I have too much fear.
What is going on? I asked my auntie dear.
There is a tiny pineapple monster in there under the frig.
She is nutty again, said my other auntie named Midge.
Let’s go in there together, I suggested. It will be okay.
I began to trot and she yelled out “No WAY!”
Midge rolled her eyes and her finger around her ear.
She is crazy she mouthed; I saw it from here.
I went in without her and got chased right back out.
By a tiny sword-carrying pineapple monster an ugly lout.
Come back if you want a stab in each eye! He said.
Embarrassed now, my doubting face was red.
#OH MY GAWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!
"I'VE BEEN WILD CAUGHT!"
Who would have thought???
Something soooooooooooooo savory, utterly most delicious and immensely tasty could be sooooooooooo
A M A Z I N G :-). Enough to transcribe and describe this INCREDIBLE, SUBJECTIVE "ELECTIVE" {SMILE} brought to you by
-TASTE BUDS FROM THIS POETESS!
Allow me to address...
If today were my last day on earth and I was absolutely certain {intuitively} it were...
I would request for Breakfast, can you please heat me up some pizza from the day before, it has PINEAPPLE, FRESH BASIL AND SHRIMP ON IT!...OH YES! AND...
THANK YOU, MUCH OBLIGE :-)
Lunch: SAME, THANK YOU, MUCH OBLIGE :-)
DINNER: SAME, THANK YOU, MUCH OBLIGE :-)
AFTERLIFE: FIRST DAY...
SAME, THANK YOU DEAR CREATOR, AND
*ALWAYS*...MUCH OBLIGE :-)
NEXT DAY: BREAKFAST...HEAVEN MADE WAFFLE AND OUT OF THIS WORLD MAPLE SYRUP..."PLEASE! KINDLY!" :-)
AFTER THAT, ANY GIVEN TIME...
HINT*....IT'S ON "RE-SET***" {S M I L E}
©Renee D. Gross {GHPPR} March 2023#
A pineapple tree
holding a few coconuts,
Pina colada.
A journey
in life is a pineapple
sometimes
is yours at times not
life is an adventure
of blue
though in the long run
there is this reward
sweet and lustful
one would even ask
is there any undertaking
that is wholeheartedly harmless?
even fancying letters did
that last time
ah concerning life
even a common
experience is perhaps, so.
The best pineapples are grown domestically.
They come from the Aloha State of Hawaii.
However, you can't buy them locally.
The fruit in cans may come from Central America.
Some come from Southeast Asia.
So, if you live in Alaska,
or any of the states in the continental forty-eight,
I have to tell you something that won't sound great.
No, you can't find Hawaiian pineapples on the grocery shelf.
If you want the real thing, go to Hawaii and get them yourself.
Pineapple Delight
Today is the first day,
The rest will all just follow,
and sometimes get in the way.
There will be good times,
bad times,
out of work,
of out of money,
and even dreadful mistakes.
The kind,
that can not be erased,
even with enough
effort to move a mountain.
There is… or will be,
or even ever has been…
No success.
We eat the finest foods,
green and easily obtained.
The can goods are set aside,
for later.
Grandma taught us…
to be frugal,
even when there was;
plenty.
The truth now,
evident and clear;
“Did we listen?”
Go to church,
stand for the flag.
love thy neighbor,
do the right thing.
in Jesus Holy Name!
Some have forgotten,
Some have chosen to forget.
But the product of all our past
choices have come calling.
They want to be paid for.
They want to be heard.
They want to cause you,
to know that you sold out…
and now,
there is nothing,
left.
Stay home. If you go out... where a mask.
Touch nothing. Shower and change clothes when you return from any trip, anywhere there are other people.
God Bless you and your families. Be safe...
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