Short Jimmy Poems
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Marty
intelligent, humble
caring, forgiving, trusting
father, pianist, son, writer
giving, confusing, loving
articulate, conceited
Jimmy
Jimmy
Sexy, articulate
Learning, writing, satisfying
King, Queen, Friend, Lover
understanding, giving, loving
gorgeous, intelligent
Audrey
Jim's mother in-law old sweet Mary-Jane
accused him again and put him to shame
for leaving his poo
all over her loo
I wonder who pushed her out of the train.
Jimmy shaved his whole body and head
While tanning, fell asleep while he read
Sunscreen, he didn't put on -
didn't think he'd be out long
His bald areas, never looked so red
Jimmy flaps horns and I don’t care
Jimmy flaps horns and I don’t care
Jimmy flaps horns and…..
I smile as I listen, loving it this new way.
Age four sings with confidence and enthusiasm.
One hundred-year-old Jimmy Carter
Loved nature and in Georgia Conservancy a charter (member)
He vetoed the damn for the Flint
Some people's dreams left at a sprint
My Jimmy Hendrix stamps
are colorful.
They are not mine, for I cannot
buy them,
but I will use them
in my mind
just the same
Whenever I wish to make things
groovy.
If you're reading this message beware.
I was trapped in here centuries.
I've escaped into the air.
I'm roaming in the breeze.
Freedom paid by fare.
Hope I won't freeze.
I am rare.
Hear sneeze?
Jinn
Written: October 05, 2023
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Jimmy Page
Once upon a time, you were quite the rage
He used to play for both you and me.
We admire all you do entirely.
Jimmy
imaginative, poetic
learning, protecting, misjudging
father, parent, daughter, child
accepting, forgiving, understanding
artistic, gorgeous
Brianna
*Written for my middle child Brianna - daddy loves you!!!
As Jimmy rode his broomstick pony
I'm Roy Rogers he would yell
With silver pistols at the ready
He was the good guy you could tell
No horse theif dared to face him
As he galloped across the kitchen floor
Roy Rogers is my hero
Even if he's ony four
He's made fun of for the last time.
Tied a rope up.
Walking through the halls of high school.
The rope is swinging from the stairwell.
He jumped on the railing, Head inside the rope loop.
He jumps and gets choked.
That was in 1930.
He was never nerdy.
He just wanted to be FREE.
Form:
May we be blessed to acknowledge all the wonders in our life
that have, for us, thus far accrued…
and to begin each day with a word of thanks…
and thoughts of gratitude.
Today I’m thankful for Jimmy Buffet
and his unique island philosophy…
When he said:
Go fast enough to get there
but slow enough to see
I'm hoping to be teacher's pet
By reciting my alphabet
My teacher said to me,
"Jimmy you missed out P"
I'm crying and very upset!
My teacher, her name is Miss Clegg
Said Jimmy, "Tell me, I won't beg"
Where is the missing P
I said, "Miss, can't you see
It's running down my trouser leg!"
Jimmy was an only child
Henrietta’s only son
She had built him up
Lavished him with praise
Told him how handsome he was
He had always believed it
There was nothing humble about him
This had cost him two wives and several jobs
He was trying to be more down-to-earth
He is still fighting self-vanity
But he is almost tolerable now
(Dedicated to James stewart who died July 2, 1997.)
You starred in It's a wonderful life and in Firecreek.
You were an awesome actor who was unique.
You starred in a great western that was made in 1950.
The movie I'm talking about is Winchester '73.
People were saddened in 1997 when you died.
People mourned your death world wide.
Form:
Little Jimmy was a eight-teen-year-old wild teenager
He had a souped-up Dodge Dart and ate day old bagels
At the dark in the park he would race his Dodge Dart
Car went so fast it's sputtered sounds of flagellants-fart
Baroom-zoom-zooms out here drag racing in out of danger
2/21/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
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Whenever life has
got you down,
and joy seems
out of reach
Just grab your flip flops
and your towel
and head off
to the beach
The ocean and
the summer sun
will wipe away
that frown
Just find your spot
along the shore
when life has
got you down
(and maybe a margarita or two)
Rest in Peace my friend
Jimmy lives in a jar,
Watched over by his every move so he can’t go far.
No freedom to roam,
Every action is condemned,
Even in his own home.
But one day, he runs and the jar begins to shake,
He screams so loud,
The jar finally brakes.
Freedom at last for the long waiting kid.
And just as he flees on goes the lid.
Jimmy is back in the jar
2000
He deserves a plaque
He so wanted a music school
but could not prevail
He was broken
by the dark side of the hill
He was at times self deprecating
forecasting his lack of success
always putting others first
because he thought it was his duty
He wrote an epitaph to Elisa Cope
and thanked Dear Marge for first love
One thing is clear
talent isn't always rewarded
I was never much for country music
but admit ....I liked his style
Each morning I remember him
though he's been gone a while
As I gather round for breakfast
I feel so blessed to say
Jimmy Dean will live forever
in our homes from day to day
So tell your kids about his life
Let them know his part
Jimmy isn't just a sausage
but a memory of the heart
THANKS JIMMY!
Jimmy was jes' relaxin' and enjoyin' a little bass fishin' on his pond,
When he was visciously attacked by a killer rabbit from the great beyond!
Now, the secret service fellers had never had to cope with such a situation,
But they gallantly fought it off to protect the leader of this great nation!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Jimmy was totally in love with his classmate Marge.
She had no idea, but accidentally hurt his feelings.
He did not expect her to say, “I’m sorry”.
He was not sure that she knew.
He was not the kind of person to tell her.
He kept quietly sad as she jumped rope with his heart.
He watched it get mangled and smashed but kept quiet.
It was a pattern he retained his entire life.
Hurt, but never letting anyone know.
J ust like a kid, at times, he’s, playful, mischievous, hilarious, too
I ntelligent, charismatic, sexy, and yes, street smart; he speaks his mind directly,
unabashed
M aking friends, writing poems is his joy, causing ladies to swoon, fantasize,
curiosity aroused
M y best friend for all time, guardian angels to each other
Y our love and friendship I will keep, for in you, so far, I have found no deceit
*~*
I remember your smile that twinkle in your eye,
you could make us laugh until we would cry.
Fishing and crabbing trips and your love of the sea,
all of these are now a part of me.
Whenever someone called you were always there,
a heart of gold you always cared.
Now you're playing cards up in the sky,
forgive me if a tear comes to my eye.
Remembering all the things we would do,
Uncle Jimmy I will never forget you.
JSergi