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7-I shared with fellow soupers,
8-of their poems, showed superbly
4-higher levels
5-of reads caused by Google's
Trending searches, on top
where their search box is propped
7-for quick and easy viewing.
5-Google readers queue
7-them in is proof positive
5-T.P.S. permits
7-such activities, invites
5-members--imagined--
8-increase T.P.S. revenues,
4-and negative 
input--sort of--no clue
to comment, grew. Those who
become P.S. members,
post as welcomed soupers.

Stayin' Alive

stay at home 
view the outside from within...
write poetry

entered TPS contest
Coronavirus Covid 19
14/3/2020

God Said I Should Join Choir

tps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihJAJA4ibEs&index=14&list=RDOshpSD0z1ts

Be thou my vision.
 
God Said I Should Join Choir

Suppose I were to sing like this
So lovely being all full of bliss;
Music from my mouth flowing;
I sang out as it kept on growing.

God has been branch's full of fruit,
Extending deep down into the root,
And clouds in sky as they pass by,
While God only knows reason why.

Be in my each dream as I do sleep,
After counting each of God's sheep,
Who had been huddled in the cold;
Were found in a story that He told.

Happy I was and always have been;
Found by God and now free from sin,
While I will worship Him in his entire;
He even said I should join the choir.

Jim Horn

Another Bare Foot--Collaboration

He watches her feet
creamy and bare
as she prepares herself for bed;

removing her robe
she stands for a moment in the gold
of light, while his eyes gaze
at her imperfect body, elated.

A beam radiating from her face
touches a male's spirit deeply,
and pulling back the covers

he touches her belly-- especially the belly,
full and round     until she caresses 
her man's face, then rests womanly limbs.

Surprised, another naked foot kicks
and leaves a deeper affection
within his heart...

“I'm barefoot and VERY pregnant”, she giggles

“just ecstatic as you are”, he whispers.



I SHALL COLLABORATE WITH YOU
Contest of  James Edward Lee Sr.-- a collab with 
a poet from TPS   11/27/2017

Another Bare Foot--Collaboration

He watches her feet
creamy and bare
as she prepares herself for bed;

removing her robe
she stands for a moment in the gold
of light, while his eyes gaze
at her imperfect body, elated.

A beam radiating from her face
touches a male's spirit deeply,
and pulling back the covers

he touches her belly-- especially the belly,
full and round     until she caresses 
her man's face, then rests womanly limbs.

Surprised, another naked foot kicks
and leaves a deeper affection
within his heart...

“I'm barefoot and VERY pregnant”, she giggles

“just ecstatic as you are”, he whispers.



I SHALL COLLABORATE WITH YOU
Contest of  James Edward Lee Sr.-- a collab with 
a poet from TPS   11/27/2017

Poet - Your Cover Is Blown

It's with great sadness and a lot of discomfort that I write
about an issue that needs addressing and brought to light
Several poets have long known
about a poet whose cover is blown
and cheats by entering their own contests. That's not right.


What would you think of a poet entering contests of their making
and then winning high placements with names they are faking
That's stooping pretty low
I really wish it wasn't so
So I hope it comes to an end after this exposure and muckraking

                               *******************
It's not my intent to stir up trouble with this post, but in all good conscience I feel the need to inform all of you who write for contests that this has been happening for some time.  This is not an act of bitterness or ill will, but if this poet reads this, know that if it doesn't stop I'll report you to TPS.  I don't understand why a decent poet would do something like this.

Just a Note - Happy New Year 2017

Dear soupers .Thankyou for being part of my life.You have made my gloomy days brighter,and my bright days more special.Thankyou for sharing your poetry,which is a
sweet song to my ear,and a soothing balm to my heart,and  for offering friendship
and prayers when needed.This year was a challenging year for me and my  family...but still a year to be thankful for.May the year 2017 be a better year for me,my family and for  all of you here.My last thankyou goes to Tps.Thankyou for this site .Its kind of unique. :)

A Gift of a Lifetime - To End On Saturday March 20th 2077

I’ve received an incredible gift 
It has given my heart such a lift 
But the date that I see 
Is what now concerns me  –
It’s the date I no longer exist!!! 

Today I was gifted a 'lifetime' premium membership but it is somewhat disconcerting to see it ends on 3/20/2077. I hope TPS aren't psychic!!!!

My mother's great great aunt lived to 111 and 121 days and was in the Guinness book of records - I hope I am around a long long time to make full use of this incredible gift.


14th October 2016

A Gift To Last a Lifetime

This morning I was notified by TPS that I had been gifted a lifetime premium membership and that the donor wishes to remain anonymous.

I have been given an incredible gift. A gift that cannot be wrapped in a pretty box with a bow but something I will cherish and use for the rest of my life  - the gift of words on Poetry Soup.

It is impossible to put into words what I want to say to this amazing person. Thank you just doesn’t come close. I want them to know that I will use this gift wisely and will continue to learn and grow as a poet.

I try and make people smile with my humourous poems but today I can’t wipe away the smile I have on my face.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart

Hugs Jan xx

10~14~16

Happy New Year

Happy New Year to all of you who stopped by to send me greetings,and to all other soupers.I wish 
I could visit you one by one to give you my best wishes for a Happy New Year ,but with all the family gatherings ,and with Christina at home enjoying her school holidays,its difficult to make time.Hopefully in the coming weeks I will have some free time to share with you ,and your beautiful poetry. Big Hugs and Best Wishes to all soupers and tps. : ) Charma.

On Bullying

Dear Reader,

There is low morale on TPS of late. I know this from several comments and personal messages. This is due to bullying. Bullies get away with their behavior because no one calls them out on it.

Please check out my blog on this issue.

Thanks,

Eileen

Press the Button

Now press that button, press it if you dare
Before you do that though, are you aware...
that when you press that button, you agree
That there are thought police; no one is free

Now God forbid that we should talk of s*x
For if we do, we'll be under a hex
You see freedom of speech is just a joke
Now poets with agendas all will "poke"

I wonder what her partner did to Eve
The Bible says to her Adam did "cleave"
Now what this translates to in modern day
Perhaps is worded "Rolling in the hay"

Explicit or implicit, oh what fun!!
Just use a metaphor or "s*x*y" pun
Be careful not to mention body parts
Or you will be "disbanded" from the arts

So, press that button! Press it! Let's all see
What will become of us and poetry....

Eileen Manassian

Tongue in cheek, people....tongue in cheek! At least it's not tongue in .......... Hmmmmmmmm!!!! ;) No, but seriously...I do understand the concern about this issue that has been brought up by TPS about Rules and Regulations. I don't mean to be sacrilegious with mention of Adam and Eve either...a bit of humor with a dash of concern and a sprinkling of sarcasm. ;)

I Have To Say Good-Bye - Part 3

My Imagination Wanders  : To Be beside “YOU my Dearest Most Only Beloved Lenore”
Yet: I crawl through the crevices of the Graves, to Deep Craters, of my Living Hell
My Dearest “Nubbies“  , I was the Cribbage Champion ,the Day YOU Entered Glory
It’s so Black now, I can see the Scarlet Embers Leading  me to the Lake of Flaming
                                     Blood Red Tears

All my Dreams of Heaven’s Glory, of Our "Eons FOREVER"; Will never touch my Eyes :
I’ve  come, to an eerie meadow , where Black Flowers Bloom Shadows of FORGETTING
My Dearest Most Only Beloved Lenore, Your Scent in my nostrils; Voice  in my Ears:
You keep me Warm, in the freezing, Flames of Hell; Your soft, Auburn hair in my hands

                                                           To be Cont.

Inspired by Carolyn Devonshire

Dedicated to my Fellow POETESS’ and POETS at POETRYSOUP
                             Thank-YOU : TPS

Evil Personified - 3

There is no beating in this hollow, heinous Heart
Eternal empty eyes emitting, inexcusable iniquities
Jutting juxtaposed jackal jaws, tearing Love apart
Anathematize abandoned, always forgive Atrocities
This is how I live, how I grow, how I stay in control

Eternal empty eyes  emitting, inexcusable iniquities
Where are you Love?, I Long for YOU, with LOVE so TRUE
I gaze into the Eyes of LOVE; I see the Darkness of Death
Yet my Heart can not Shed a Tear,  For Eons of FOREVER
I Will ALWAYS and FOREVER, LOVE YOU, LENORE

I gaze into the Eyes of LOVE; I see the Darkness of Death
Jutting juxtaposed jackal jaws: Tearing LOVE Apart
Shredding the Heart, ripping away My LOVE : and my Breath
The Tears are Running Down my cheeks, for Hell’s dark Road I depart
My Eyes burn, covered with the Billows of the Smoke from Hell


                                 To be Continued

Inspired by TPS’ blog “Integrity“; this is the Liege you do not see
          Dedicated to those who do not believe, like me

Evil Personified - 2

There is no beating in this hollow, heinous Heart
Eternal empty eyes emitting, inexcusable iniquities
Jutting juxtaposed jackal jaws, tearing Love apart
Anathematize abandoned, always forgive Atrocities
This is how I live, how I grow, how I stay in control

Eternal empty eyes  emitting, inexcusable iniquities
Where are you Love?, I Long for YOU, with LOVE so TRUE
I gaze into the Eyes of LOVE; I see the Darkness of Death
Yet my Heart can not Shed a Tear,  For Eons of FOREVER
I Will ALWAYS and FOREVER, LOVE YOU, LENORE


                                 To be Continued

Inspired by TPS’ blog “Integrity“; this is the Liege you do not see
          Dedicated to those who do not believe, like me

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