You have to admit that the online world is one of competition
You have to seriously stand out to gain popularity and recognition
To create and design applications that grabs at the heart of the people
This is a task and a responsibility that would only seem simple
You have to have the time and the staff to be able to do so
You would need the money and willing sponsors for the growth
Let's not mention the reviews and opinions of others as well
You would also need a couple of in-app purchases to help it sell
Staying on top of all the registered complaints is also what it entails
Being smart enough to have a back up plan if it isn't successful enough
To be a top notch app developer, man it must be tough.
It’s October
My grass, trees and leaves are verdant
Only one lone bush knew what to do
she has turned a glorious shade of crimson
Yes, I say, taking a crown to put on her top notch.
To pronounce her “queen of autumn” this year.
When I close ranks, I note that she is not a bush.
She is a discarded child’s wagon, upright, in weeds.
I scan my yard looking for autumn colors.
Tangerines, oranges, golds. I would settle for brown.
There is a sea of green laughing at me.
Not only do I live in Kansas
I live in the Emerald City.
Like all my siblings, I dropped from my mother's crown, oh, about twenty years ago now
Fortunately, though a tough nut to crack, I eventually poked my green head up out of the ground
Turns out that I'm a tree, an Eastern Black Walnut to be exact, or Juglans nigra to be super exact
Now, nearly thirty feet tall, I can feel I've slowed down in growth some, normal for us black walnuts
If I keep my roots, and that pesky walnut caterpillar doesn't find me, I should double my height
My leaves are busy factories turning sunlight, water, and carbon dioxide into life sustaining oxygen
You humans love the pungent taste of my healthy fruit and use it in a slew of your culinary delights
They tell me studies show that the antioxidants I host are beneficial for human medicinal purposes
That chocolate wood I lumber around is top notch for constructing beautiful, long lasting furniture
So whatever our destiny may be, dresser, medicine, or tree, us black walnuts will always stand tall
You’re ever captivating;
Somber so stimulating;
Liken a hot cup of caffeine;
Such joy you’re phenomenal being;
Production such a darling;
Top notch gentleman so charming;
Grooving N moving
Boiling and fermenting;
The result with yeast production;
Them there your dance moves, keeps on truckiN
You’re ever captivating;
Somber so stimulating;
Liken a hot cup of caffeine;
Such joy you’re phenomenal being;
You’re ever captivating;
Somber so stimulating;
Liken a hot cup of caffeine;
Such joy you’re phenomenal being;
Dancing ta the beat of the drums ya can’t stop
Like boiling hot water you got me hot
Man I am caught
Brewin
Brewing
Like a pot of tea
Brewing, got me hot as coffee
Brewing, saxophone groveiN strong
Brewing, BrewiN, just brewing
Ya! Got me brewing along
BREWING
10/4/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
In all parts of the world your greatness dwelt,
In all your speeches great wisdom is felt,
Your intelligence is just top-notch
Your haters are subdued under your watch.
Your good deeds are just extremely unique,
You have abundance of what others seek,
Your goodness open you doors of favours,
God's blessings, your life easily savours,
Your smiles send warmth to comfort troubled hearts,
Your beauty sits well on top of the charts
Your well shaped body is one of a kind,
Your friendship stays pure for long in the mind.
Your work is well rewarded with success,
God's favours shine in your life beyond guess,
Hence, God's blessings in your life is plenty,
And God's glory on your life is many.
There was an Irish madam named Anna,
At noon, she preferred to eat banana,
A mom with an eagle eye,
She could wow a top-notch spy,
A civic woman sometimes called Nana.
May 28, 2024.
"This is believed to be a version that I'd furthered a bit more," ... by Poet
Sing a song of gone-byes,
A pocket golden watch.
Four and twenty hours
Staked as top-notch.
When the time had entered,
The Cuckoo Clock did sing.
Wasn't that a dandyish,
As sunset be the king.
The king in his grandfather clock,
Tick tocking away.
The queen mooning the dark hour,
Waxes and wanes at bay.
The stars are in the heavens,
Hang amongst the clouds,
Then dawn came up and did astir,
Awaken sun aroused.
ORIGINAL
Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye.
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened,
The birds began to sing.
Wasn't that a dainty (or dandy) dish
To set before the king?
The king was in his counting house,
Counting out his money.
The queen was in the parlour,
Eating bread and honey.
The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes,
When down came a blackbird
And pecked off her nose.
Sun’s
top-notch,
seven hues;
and the silent
butterflies are free
to roam in leafy tent,
alight on little shoulders.
A moon jar of fireflies released;
a starry night of fireworks explodes.
The stellar, stupendous warmth of July!
Be a blessing to us and stop writing such trash
With hypocritical flair making our teeth gnash,
All your talk of being so close to the good Lord
Falls flat when you slice fellow poets with a sword
Why do you harass those who enter contests?
Seems there is jealousy in your lame protests,
You do not get comments, most of us you block
Trying to befriend you is like befriending a croc!
If you want a place at the top of a poetry soup list
Consider requirements you’ve obviously missed
Write some top-notch poems worthy of notice
Stop lambasting people, start with the POTUS!
Consider encouraging new poets on the soup
And like a zoo monkey, stop throwing your poop.
Enter those poetry contests you seem to abhor
But, of course, you must begin on the first floor,
And work your way up to some earned recognition
Apologize to folks you’ve hurt, start with contrition,
Try to practice the Golden Rule you often espouse
And stop behaving like an ungrateful, entitled louse!
Written October 20, 2022
[to a Poetry Soup “poetess” who
persists in harassing those who
have achieved top levels on
Poetry Soup lists.]
Aloof camera
top notch
paid for in full
running on it's own
monitor far from home
as I peer through his lenze
he makes fun of someone
it makes more sense
1 dull sacrifice for human life
It has been stated in the witchery world
That the head top notch with will be in red
I have an inkling this book is true
So here is one who has her own goblins.
They are green and maniacal.
I stare, fascinated.
Before
I
run
like
Hell…..
Rest in peace, Ms. Cicely Tyson
You embodied elegance and grace
Your portrayal of Ms Jane Pittman
was top notch, I bid you farewell
01/09/2022
Contest: A Celebrity Epitaph
Sponsor: Michelle Faulkner
Chemistry, a labyrinthine topic-cum-tantalising potent cryptic art,
bane of eager scientist with half a top-notch mind and ample heart
Teachers in this field strain every muscle but knowledge has its
phoenix like bugs.
bungled shots at mastery whet an inborn urge for random hugs
At twenty two a third year paper found me in this vicious circle dumbstruck,
my blank expression shook with disbelief as I sought a golden wink from Lady Luck
Nervous giggles, comic errors, bold retrieval seldom count as fun,
but never fear, triumphant marks, percentage wise a glowing grade A one!
Name Of Contest Where Poem Na’d X’d ;
A Brian Strand Rime
Date Judged ; 22nd Of February 2022
Contest Name On This Occasion ; Writing Challenge- X’d Poems Second Chance Poetry Contest
Sponsor ; Constance La France
Grammar, spelling, rhyme checks applied.
Rhyme Zone and Poetry Soup confirmed
Nose pressed flat upto the glass,
Pockets tinkling full of brass;
Oblong jars,row on row
Candy -filled,to over flow.
Mintoes,chews and Pontefract cakes,
Limes and milk chocolate flakes;
Jelly beans and sweet love-hearts,
A few of each ,just to start.
Toffee whirls and butterscotch,
Long liquorice laces,all top-notch;
Aniseed balls,French bonbons,
Available now without coupons.
Sugared almonds and white mice,
Vanilla fudge,a penny a slice!
Just for starters a chocolate ice,
As it's going at half-price.
Barley sugar and a sherbert straw,
The shop bell tinkles as I close the door;
Is that the time! I'll have to skate,
Back into school,I can't be late.
Gold watch
Diamond encased
Paid top dollar top notch
Just to be always in your face
So base
Trademark~~Quintain Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sara Kendrick
26/12/2020
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