Prophet predicted priceless profit for Pree
***** prophecy if you ask me
Revitalized my cousin though said Dee
Saccharine suggestion motivated lazy she
Tickling this ragamuffin terrifically
Ultimately changing slacker Pree
a musical trio
livening up the prairie
enthusiastic beatnik dog on bongo drums
terrifically talented tambourine-playing Tomcat
Romanian beauty with flashing eyes with a ukulele
people arrive to sing along and dance
it feels like the seventies
Woodstock sixty years later
when I grow up I shall live in a duck, Tracy said.
we thought she was kidding, laughed until we were red.
a sculptor, artist and painter, she now lives in a duck.
outside parked in her driveway is her fancy food truck.
yes, she was going to sell tacos and churros too.
no one laughs now, and her bank account is terrifically blue.
Watching the invisible demon living in human's mind, -
Running rampant terrifically, because it is not kind.
Still now there is the darkness of prejudices,
Day after day, just like a prey it catches.
Wishing to lit thousand bulb's light in this murky way;
But lonely I am impotent, what is the tragedy to say.
Far away, far away there is the source of the light,
Which will enlighten the truth infront of our sight.
Lunacy of following the black magician's trick,
Alas! wholeheartedly we have become sick.
Having a great zeal to find out the pioneer,
If I can I will be the harbinger.
And then we will have the true notions;
Wisdom's light will surely curb all superstitions.
Right on time, the snowflakes, under Chicago
street lights, smiled and pranced!
For on a blind date, I was wishing for romance!
The warmth of Cindy Sue's Restaurant on
Sheridan Road was such a glowing treat!
Oregano, garlic, sizzng meats, until that
momemt when our eyes did first meet.
The entire world, did indeed, a ghost become.
When first I gazed on you, our souls melded as one.
Here I was, knowing in seconds this was the man,
I would indeed, with certainty, marry.
I held no doubts, not any!
You graciouslly drove me home to Sauganash.
My soul and yours, forever, magically attached.
Of course, we eloped to the City by the Bay!
And in City Hall, our humble vows did say.
The fog horns of the city still do nightly sing.
You have passed and I still wear your wedding ring.
Thank you for a terrifically, artistic life!
So honored, was I, to be your loving wife.
In heaven, I hope you can read this poem.
And please, do welcome me, when I come home!
1/1/2021
4am PST
~Dedicated to my deceased husband~
The balancing giraffes were standing high end to end.
Each one a relative or a terrifically great friend.
I would not have truly believed it myself of course
For I have never seen it in elephants or horse.
But I was in an airplane over New York City
When I looked out the airplane window and saw her pretty.
She was the top giraffe, and she was up in the cloud.
She was silent, but smirking, not a bit vulgar or loud.
How did you get up here? I wondered. Then I looked below
She was the top of sixteen giraffes all stacked high in a row.
The bottom one was standing on a skyscraper that came way up high.
So that is how they got her way up in the air, in the sky.
Hey, I said to my sleeping seatmate. Can you see what I see?
She looked out the window, but the giraffe was gone now you see.
What is it she asked me. Never mind, I said with a sigh.
Everybody does not get to see what I see in the sky.
Tall
Totally
Thoughtless
Tony
Tore
Tenaciously
Through
Tiny
Terribly
Timorous
Timothy’s
Twenty-two
Tofutti's
To
Taste
Those
Terrifically
Tantalizing
Treats
Oct. 25, 2019
for Eve Roper's Tautogram Poems Poetry Contest
Cartoonist since age four; gave it up at twelve
After spending nine months in the clutches
of the meanest art teacher alive or dead
Did not take it back up until I was forty-four
During grad school when I was in the clutches
of another evil professor.
Happily did not need it as an outlet
until I got terrifically bored, around age sixty.
Grabbed up my pencil and began drawing
dragons, witches, pirates, wild warrior women
peter pan, cats, unicorns, flowers, hippies,
anything and everything that amused me
My nine-year-old granddaughter Molly was
such a cartoonist! A natural! I bought her canvases
so we could keep her creations. One day she
begged me to paint with her. Waste a canvas on me?
Ha! That was six years ago. My house is filled with my cartoons now.
I count seventy-eight canvases of mine in my living room.
Thanks to an insistent nine-year-old who would not let up.
A little wild warrior woman!
The Owl And The Pussy Cat By Edward Lear,
He, this poet was in top gear.
Exciting, extraordinary excellent read,
Oh the Owl and the Pussy Cat the child does need!
Warming well-being, whimsical write,
Loving loverly lovely light.
Awesome and amazing adorable antidote,
Never forgot this poem he wrote...
Dreamily dreaming darling dream,
The owl and the pussy cat were a great team!!
Heartwarming, healing rhyming-seeds,
Expertly crafted and exceeds…
Positively positive perfection plated,
Uplifting, universally uncomplicated.
Sensational seducing start,
Sweetly sweetened sweet; so smart!!!
Young-at-heart-yarn...
Creative creations constantly charm.
All in all a favourite book for it articulately,
Truthfully, terrifically took…
The stars come out tonight.
Do you see the ones I do?
That starlit, divine connection
When our DNA magically combined,
Dancing in harmonic coordination.
I can feel your hands in mine so
strong and able!
And I am 29 once again,
Your soft, sweet hurricane.
Putting my key in the door lock..
Laughing as your arms encircle me.
Off flew my shoes, keys rapidly
tossed on the table!
Heading for a future on the couch.
Thank God, there was no cable!
And I? Was so wonderfully, lost.
Eros inspired, as were you!
Both of us willing and more than able.
I, so terribly breathless!
My dancing, sparkling eyed lover, you!
I was absolutely yours for the taking,
And, oh, how well, you knew that.
We walk in our daughter today...
Compassionate, terrifically loving.
How she literally shines of you!
A chromosomatic daily reminder of
The same music still playing,
That memorable night of Agape Mou!
Panagiota Romios
3/7/2019
I have a good friend who could not read at all. Had a brain block.
Was determined to not read as a child, thinking he would not need it.
TV was his life as an adult. He could not even read his bank statements.
One July all of his checks were bouncing like balls all over town.
The bank called and told him there was a problem with his account.
He ran up there to see what it was. The banker showed him pages
They all said “withdrawal, withdrawal, withdrawal, withdrawal.”
He had to ask him what it said. He had no clue.
His ex-wife who had begged him to leave her on his bank account
Was apparently addicted to gambling, and had no integrity at all.
He did not learn how to read, but he learned that he had been too kind.
He decided that he would have to finally take her off his account.
She met him on the street a month later, and began yelling and screaming.
She was angry that he had figured it out, wondering how he had.
He was a terrifically nice guy, and walked away quietly,
Not ever learning to read, but a better reader of ex-wives now….
At 27,123 pounds, Gertrude was at her finest, and friskiest weight.
She said to everyone she met, “Hey, I weigh over a ton, isn’t this terrifically great?”
The other dragons were jealous, as weight in their kingdom is the best thing to have.
She ate two good-looking, Texas cowboys for breakfast, the ones who used to calve.
One of them, Jim, grabbed ahold of her masticating incisor, and pulled himself through,
The hole she had between a molar, but her sloppy green saliva was as sticky as glue.
The other cowboy grabbed onto a wisdom tooth in the very back that had a bit of decay.
As far as I know they stayed there, for a week or two, and they might still be there today!
Playing tic tac toe with a triangular time bomb can be said to be a great idea for a triathlon of terrifically trained turnips whose expertise in the feats show a huge display of dedication, dietary dresses, and downright deserved dutiful distinguished drag. But a stage is not a stallion nor a stagnant shaped ship. But wait now and look over there and carefully study what is around. It is the fast fishes. Fast fishes fleeing flying fermented frogs. And the arrival of a little deck of cards is quite astounding really. For cards clap ecstatically exciting excellent extrasensory extraterrestrials eating evening electric eels. Oh great. Here is the glass beads chatting again. Clutter jingle. In a clatter. Of course in a clatter for clatter chatter is a seasoned dish of cubic carved corn smiling in weapon proof sunhats. Dare to dance the dance of delight with a dishcloth then. Good. Fantastic. Hahah the sea wheels are treading over an otter hut. Hahaha mangos balancing on top of a fifty acre sky scraper. Xxxxx psychologically z z z z 1 2 3 4 pea leap. Z
Superb to the nth degree
Pleasant to behold
Exceptional in quality
Candied with extra-ordinaries
Terrifically produced
Above average by far
Crazily addicting
Unbelievable
Lovely to witness
Ageless
Radiant
Stars race as
Time in space
Aligning themselves
Inside the solar system
Resuming
Westward
Alluring
Yellow-orange
Twilight
Older
Than
Heaven's
Exuberant
Symmetry
Terrifically
Arranged
Reclaiming
Supremacy
Written by Andrew Crisci
for Linda-Marie's contest,
" Stairway To The Stars "
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