Short Strike Up The Band Poems
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Fear, fear, go away
Live life to the fullest every day!
Why the deer in the headlights look?
Am anything but a crook!
So strike up the band
God is in command!
Stand up to the gale
You know you cannot fail
Tall and strong
All along
Strike up the band
The win will be as planned
Don’t cry
You’ll get by.
© Paul Warren Poetry
darkness approaches
your time is at hand!
bullfrogs arise!
strike up the band!
wild rice surrounds you
your kingdom awaits
guard and protect her
'till shadows abate
The road I have travelled
has brought me here.
My shoes worn
my clothes torn
Mistakes I have made
along the way
Lessons learned
Love beckoned
A song in my heart
You in my arms
Strike up the band
imagination it is grand,
partly blocked, no not your hand,
poetry flows upon demand,
no blockage here i see,
the realm of fantasy,
working well 4me,
strike up the band...
re Dave Williams "Writers block" not...
Don Johnson
If one is wrong
and the other one is right
the choice should be easy,
but why then the inner fight?
We choose
and then we second guess,
what if we chose wrong
and really made a great mess!
We know deep down
the choice we made
will bring us joy -
like a summer parade.
I'm going home to
Belize of my birth
Beat the drums
My fathers fashioned
Honk the horns
My brothers firmly hold
Strike up the band,
All a we da one.
I am home!
Not alone
You, me, everybody,
We make up this land
Generations strong
By the almighty sea,
East of our Belize.
*
At a hospital in the United States
When someone beats the virus fates
They play “Here comes the Sun”
A Beatles standard grandly done
The words hold a meaning for those
Struck down by the Covid 19 who rose
Why wouldn’t you strike up the band
Praising the sun when it shines for you again.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Okay, Okay, enough with this, I am sick and tired of hearing all this depression. It
is time to cheer up. Strike up the band. We are going to sing a song, (crickets
chirp). What is with you people. Is there no joy to be found in any of your souls.
Now come on and play a game with me, I spy (more crickets). Okay fine wallow
in your self pity. I am going someplace else.
Five-and-Ten, a ‘Mom-and-Pop’
just down the road
Ye olde-fashioned ice cream shoppe
Round the corner a little bit
an old barber’s pole
Enjoy the flavor of candy-cane wit
Near the station, a musty news-stand
superman comics, Cuban cigars
Circus announcements, strike up the band
All these things: Why, they still exist!
~ etched in memories of indelible mist
argy fargy targy dargy
yankee doodle dandy
now it's time for us to sing
we all want some candy
strike up the band
and let it roar
for all of us
we just want more
argy fargy targy dargy
lets all do a dance
let's hop and skip and run l
and let us all learn how to prance
each and everyone of us
even the man in the sailor's hat
The man in the sailor's hat
sits down to tell a tale
and make us dream
the happy dream
of
argy fargy targy dargy
Form:
Sometimes I wonder what I'd do
If I didn't have soup and I didn't have you?
When the night is dark and the stars are gone
I sit right down and the computers on!
The more amazing things that I see
You're from France, Spain, hey Germany!
Writing poetry from far far away
Yet able to post the very same day!
And the lines you write are oh so grand
Thrills me enough to strike up the band!
Let's stay together til the very end
Always and forever my soup friend!
C-YA