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Premium Member Twelve Bells

The clock strikes twelve bells, 										
the time is here, 											
all in their minds 											
seemed reasonably clear.

Time to go home 											
and find one's bed, 										
uncertainty may be welcomed 										
for others instead.

Light breaks 												
as the horizon starts to shimmer, 									
pillows and blankets											 
lay a peculiar shape. 											
Eyes are closed soothing pain 										
from the cheer and wine, 										
now the pillows are moving, 										
it is not too late.

The telephone rings 											
which hangs on the wall, 										
the alarm clock goes off 										
from down the hall. 											
The blinds shutter up and down 								
dazzling sparkling light all around.

The fan overhead 										
circulates the air, 											
cooling the pillows 											
nestled between our hair.

Sleepiness is calling 											
and the pillows now quaint, 										
the simpler days 											
of collegiate dates.

Premium Member Grandpa and Carolina

Grandpa  26 Dec 2025

Giving zerberts on her tummy and playing piggies to make her laugh.
Running after her and watching to ensure she’s safe in the park.
Assembling and adjusting a child’s artist easle before Christmas.
Never letting her cross the street alone, but going on frequent walks.
Driving her to see farm animals, pumpkin patches and corn mazes.
Playing chopsticks with her on the piano, holding her index fingers.
Allowing Carolina to experience new things as long as they’re safe.


Carolina  26 Dec 2025

Carrying more dollies and toys than a toddler can reasonably hold.
Always in motion, we nicknamed her both tornado and hurricane.
Running or pushing toy baby carriages, strollers and mowers.
Only not quite three, she insists on climbing up the big kids’ slides.
Learning about gardening with Grandpa, and cooking with Grandma.
Interested early in books, but won’t let us read all before turning the pages
Nightly learning to say her prayers with Grandma before going to bed.
Although always exhausting, she is missed when she’s back with her folks.

Premium Member Beanie Babies Since 1994

beanie babies appeared in 1994
a tiny stuffed dog, bear, pig, but not one more
they featured a heart tag, birthday and poem
millions have now found a forever new home

thirty-one-years later they are still selling well
cockatoos, crabs, hedgehogs, beanie babies do sell
foxes, sloths, lobsters, a dog who is blue
and they remain reasonably priced too

for five ninety-nine you can buy most of them
some more exotic feature a large plastic gem
others are part of an exclusive holiday set
for decades, beanie babies have made a wonderful pet.


My Son

My son

Thought provoker 
Fire stoker
A sense of humor 
But not a joker

Reasonably logical 
Justly Fair 
Not really prodigal
Nor willing to share

More so a barterer
So, what do you bear?

Premium Member B U R L E S Q U E

Barely old enough to be in this place
Urban-savvy, aware, not overly friendly
Reasonably pretty, ravishing in some ways
Life has given her hard choices
Enthusiastic in the chorus line
She would love to be the headliner
Queen Dee would have much to say about this
Understudies here have horrible accidents
Expect no one to be honest about this

Premium Member Hyperbole

Poets poised pens pulsating poetry.
Writing wonderful words with wisdom.
Making muses manipulate marvelous minds.
Setting suitable selected scribing schemes.
Regulating reasonably reliable required rhyme.
Also adding acceptable allocated alliterations.
Notable nonsense not necessarily needed.
However haphazard humorous hyperbole happens.


Premium Member My Northern Summer

Summers up north are reasonably cool.
Hot, sweltering temps are just not the rule!
So if the heat turns you off, 
come up here and have a quaff
of cold beer beside my new swimming pool!

The Wall Between Us

Between us, there's a wall.
On my side, there's an empty hall,
Where I scream and cry.
Then I die, and die, and die.

I'm pleading on my knees,
Fighting the frosty breeze,
Begging for your aid,
Like a poor maid.

The wall seems so reasonably thin,
But you can't hear: "Let me in, let me in."
You just simply don't care,
Which is so awfully unfair.

Premium Member Fools paradise

"Fools Paradise"

If you think you're crazy 
Then are you naturally crazy 
Or do you just need someone 
To  pointed out..,
            ----------
If you think you're sane
Then are you naturally sane
                         ----------
Then who is to say ... But!

But if you think you are a fool 
And you have any doubt!
Then the answer is obvious -
And there shouldn't be any doubt!
And you should reasonably 
Be able to figure it out!


                         Gf

Dreamer, Go After Your Wishes

Loneliness is confinement rather that fear,
a need to suppress reality;
how dreadful is to live daily
in a closed box without sunshine and air!
Was there a constant voice whispering,
" Go after your wishes, it's freewheeling! " 

Roger is an example of sheer irony,
his proposal was rejected by Milly;
nothing he saw was reasonably good,
his days were unappreciative and sad.
Even brilliant minds quickly surrender
to strain: they should know better!

Is there enough confidence
to go after your wishes on quick sand?
No shortcuts are recommended:
you will end up empty-ended;
daring is bold, it needs no courage
to break down that constant rage!

My suggestion to you, buddy is to break free:
get rid of false hypothesis;
dreamer, go after your wishes:
heed these words, don't get stunk by a bee!

Dreamer, go after your wishes:
express thoughts of positivity;
never indulge in self-pity,
spare yourself tons of tears!

Remedy

I remember a place where I've told you once
That if I've told you once it was a thousand times
To let me make mistakes and spare you the burden
And it seemed to reasonably rhyme
But amidst self righteous indignation I realized
The true wisdom earned through self remedied flaw
And thought to myself, now, two thousand times if twice
If anything it meant nothing at all
But what should anything mean really
If not least a lesson
As though teaching lessons
Weren't some twisted obsession
As if any of pain it would lessen, at all
But I can't help but try
Seeing angst in your eyes
On hands and knees as you struggle to crawl

06/05/2023

Without U

1
Since 1983, I spent each year
With her, or reasonably near
O to think I once was young, in love
With U (USA) running from African woe
That apartheid in South Africa
Yet I hadn't planned to leave her
I'd visit a month or two, less than a year
Even when I worked (one in Mandela's time,
A deputy director in their State Dept.)
But now, I've missed America much
Four years soon, another home
Albeit for a cause (Great Commission)
How i wish I'd not obeyed "religion"

2
Without you, Sundays are free
I have no religious duty or Assembly
I have little to look forward to
But loving U was stressing me also
I made an healthy choice, the break
Now to live -- hour by hour, by the minute
Here and now, though memories rising like Jesus
Reveal addiction to nationalism. 
Romulus? Remus?

Housework

Who was it who said
Housework prolongs your life? 
Surely they jest! 
They can go take a hike

I've collapsed on the couch 
From just the mere thought 
After leaving it it far longer
Than I reasonably ought 

Where on earth do I start? 
I just can't decide where 
Each job worse than the last 
I feel down in despair 

If only.. if only.. if only 
I'd done a bit every day 
I'd be feeling self righteous 
Instead of filled with dismay

I've practiced avoidance 
Become expert at ignoring 
Now I'm full of regrets 
At the state of the flooring 

The windows are grimy 
The bathroom needs scrubbing 
The washings piled up 
Somethings blocking the plumbing 

Who on earth has the time 
To do extras like dusting? 
When the fridge in the kitchen 
Is looking disgusting? 

I'm sure I'd be keener 
And find motivation 
If housework attracted 
CEO compensation 

Instead I lie here inert 
Filled up with dread 
Paralysed with reluctance
I'll eat biscuits instead

Blind Date

Pleased to meet you,
sorry I am late,
I had to take a moment
to check for goo,
and other biological residue.
To scan for
the unsightly stains
of pornographic links,
but it seems
I look the same as ever,
reasonably turned out
for an unadulterated monster
of a human being.

Premium Member Bad Form

insulting yet a sponsor on a site where you compete
is much akin to little men a-peeing their own feet

a mystic rose by any name is lovely as can be
so be a mensch, clean up your stench, and act reasonably

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