what kind of puppy are you? Roxie asked the basket pup.
he had weird colored eyes, and his pointed ears stuck straight up.
interloper did not answer, but these beasts spoke bow wow.
Basket pup hid his face inside his blanket and let out a meow.
Categories:
roxie, 1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form: Quatrain
DAWNDRA (1)
The night stars just lighted in my eyes,
Plated on the skies like a shining onyx stone
Far from the reach of men...
As the full moon steps out of pitch darkness
But I won't entertain the moonlight candles
To drip a pinch of sleep or slumber into my fluorescent eyes,
Set to light up my world and yours,
Just as Dawndra keeps my soul alive and awaken,
With a distant love that can't be fathom
And keeps my soul awake
Just for the share of your priceless and esteemable Soul.
Let me wait for you in motion
Until my heart for you burst in explosion.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright ©2017.
With: Roxie Hamilton
Categories:
roxie, 1st grade, hyperbole,
Form: Free verse
PAWS
VICK:
Paws on me
But still I won't flee
When I make you see
How homies are suppose to be
Although as busy as a bee
I will be your he
You'll be the she
And we will set sail, free
To blossom like a river planted tree
ROXIE:
Paws on you
So you do what...
You're supposed to do
You don't have to run
It's all in good fun
You know I got your back
Will keep your butt on track
You know exactly what I speak of
But for you i got nothing but love.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
With: Roxie Hamilton.
Copyright ©2017.
Categories:
roxie, 1st grade, friendship,
Form: Rhyme
Remnants of you Roxanne
Drape over my memory like a warm blanket
I can still see you there just over my shoulder
Your smiling eyes and toothy grin beaming up at me
I still feel your warmth in the rays of the sun
And I still hear your voice in the winds that blow across this land
This land... your home
Will forever feel the presence of your shadow watching over...
Watching over us all
And though I am sad to be parted from you my friend
I am reassured to know...
That now there'll be someone to watch over me wherever I go
- for Roxie, my faithful wonderful friend
Categories:
roxie, death of a friend,
Form: Free verse
Euphoria I chase for it has gone,
The search for the rush leaves me withdrawn,
Bliss once found me but never shows again,
Fighting a battle to which there's no end,
My body is yearning for that ultimate high,
My tears flow like a river which never runs dry,
It torments my mind these visions of release,
Wondering thoughts when shall you cease,
Escaping reality with these drugs I take,
Embracing my addiction to dull my hearts ache,
Trapped in a prison in the depths of my soul,
Shattered existence taking its toll,
Running from the melody of drug's lonesome song,
Pain overwhelms me for the days seem long,
Addiction please go my tiresome friend,
It's time that your power comes to an end
Roxie Perry
Categories:
roxie, addiction, conflict, emotions, moving
Form: Rhyme
Old Roxie is dead. She's gone to her bed
Near the drop-off where leaves are decaying.
Yet she rises again from that terrible fen
In a manner grotesque and dismaying.
The grave that we dug, although tidy and snug,
Was too shallow for her to be laying.
So the volatile gas that shot from her ass
(Excuse me for vulgarly saying)
Overexcited, spontaneously ignited
And created a monstrous spraying!
The guts and the hide were strewn far and wide,
Festooning the branches, displaying
Those rotting remains and even the brains
Of her corpse. The crows are buffeting!
There's no consolation for miscalculation,
No comforting words for allaying
Our grief and chagrin for committing the sin
Of the mess for which now we are paying.
Categories:
roxie, horror
Form: Sonnet
AS I LOOK OUT TO THE LIGHTHOUSE I FEEL AT EASE
I CAN FEEL THE MINDNIIGHT BREEZE
I CAN FEEL THE CLOSENESS OF YOU AND ME
I LOOK OUT AND SEE THE RIVERS RUN FREE
I SEE THE STARS SHINE SO BRIGHT
UNDER THE MISTY MOONLIGHT
I LOOK UP ABOVE AND SEE THE LIGHT
IN THE NIGHT
AS I LOOK TOWARDS THE LIGHTHOUSE
I SEE THE LIGHTS CASTING AROUND US
WHEN WE GO THROUGH THE LIGHTHOUSE
NO ONE WILL SOURROUND US
THE LIGHTHOUSE IS ON THE HILL
AS IT STANDS STILL
AS AS THE FLOWERS ARE GATHERED AROUND
THERE WILL BE NO SOUNDS
THE LIGHTHOUSE MEANS SO MUCH TO US
BECAUSE IT BRINGS US PEACE AND LOVE
THE LIGHTHOUSE IS OUR SPEACIAL PLACE
WHEN WE COME BACK TO THE SPECIAL PLACE
BECAUSE WE SEARCH DEEP INSIDE
AND KNOW WHAT IS IN OUR MIND
THAT THERE IS ONLY ONE PLACE TO BE
AND THIS IS OF CERTAINTY
OUR PLACE CALLED THE LIGHTHOUSE
dedicated to charlie stacey jasson mom dad rod daryl roxie perry
Categories:
roxie, life, peace, uplifting,
Form: Verse